Chapter 153: The Death of Arima

Jotaro didn't say a word and reached out, pushing Akira's face, who was leaning in, ruthlessly to the side.

"That's just like you," Akira said, her cold and stunning eyes looking at him resentfully.

Jotaro closed his eyes and sighed helplessly, then turned around and said, "You should focus on recovering."

"Don't go!" Akira's face turned pale. She tightly grabbed Jotaro's arm with both hands, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

Jotaro frowned, now showing signs of displeasure.

He hated troublesome women.

Though her unstable mental state was understandable, if she kept clinging on and didn't let go, he couldn't tolerate it either.

But when he saw Akira's tear-streaked face and the hope in her eyes, he suppressed his irritation and asked patiently, "What's wrong now?"

"Don't go!"

Akira buried her head in Jotaro's arm and sobbed, "Dad is already dead! I don't want to lose you too…"

Jotaro was a little surprised to learn of Mado Kureo's death. His expression darkened as he asked, "What happened?"

He didn't have any particularly strong feelings for Mado Kureo, but a large part of the reason he could act freely within the CCG was due to the man's recognition and support.

In that sense, Jotaro still felt some gratitude toward him. After all, he only seemed cold-hearted, in truth, he had a warm heart.

"You're now the enemy of the entire CCG. Do you know that?" Akira suddenly looked up, her misty eyes staring directly at Jotaro.

Jotaro nodded slightly, "The CCG is actually controlled by the Washuu Clan. Since I plan to move against them, of course I've become their enemy."

He appeared completely calm and unconcerned, then asked, "What does that have to do with your father's death?"

Akira spoke weakly, "The Washuu main family has already been wiped out, the one who did it was you."

On Jotaro's face, which was usually calm as still water, a ripple finally appeared, but the ripple disappeared in an instant, quickly returning to his usual calm demeanor.

Because in just that moment, he had figured out a lot of things.

"So that's how it is." He looked deeply at Akira, his cold gaze softening a little.

Though he wasn't directly responsible, it was likely that his actions had played a part in pushing this woman to such a state.

"Of course it wasn't really you! Just like when Director Washuu died, it was someone framing you!"

Akira's eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred. "That person is the current CCG director, Furuta Nimura!"

"I don't know what grudge you and he share, but that man definitely wants you dead."

Jotaro's face darkened.

Even he himself didn't know what sort of grudge existed between him and this man called Furuta Nimura.

But it no longer mattered.

He clenched his fist, it was clear now that Furuta was the one behind all the plots against him.

The one who fired missiles at him, the man in the clown mask.

"Furuta eliminated the Washuu Clan and took control of the CCG. Not only that, he also killed… killed Mr. Arima."

Arima had once taught her, he was her mentor. She had always held deep respect for him.

When she heard the terrible news, she was overwhelmed with grief.

"Of course, he also made you the scapegoat. There are countless people in the CCG who admire Mr. Arima, now you've become the one who killed him. Those people must hate you to the bone and want nothing more than to see you dead."

Jotaro said nothing. In his heart, he felt deep sorrow over Arima's death.

Not long ago, he had just seen him.

Without Arima's protection, Ward 14 could never have developed so quickly.

In fact, Arima was one of Ward 14's founding heroes.

A portion of Ward 14's development funds had come directly from Kishou Arima.

Without him, the SPW Foundation would not have expanded so fast.

He had led the Zero Squad to eliminate Big Madam's organization, and from that perverted, pedophilic madam, they had seized a vast amount of assets.

Moreover, Big Madam had ties to many ghouls in the upper echelons.

These ghouls all possessed substantial wealth.

And without exception, thanks to Arima's help, their assets had become Jotaro's.

As for the ghouls themselves, they were now locked in Ward 14's prison, working day and night on the assembly lines of factories brought in from electronics companies.

People like Arima, who were half-human, naturally had short lifespans.

Judging by the development trajectory of Ward 14, the future fusion of humans and ghouls was inevitable.

There would be more and more half-humans like him.

Not everyone was lucky enough to become a half-ghoul, so solving the issue of short half-human lifespans was something Jotaro deeply cared about.

This research was being conducted by a division of the SPW Foundation, and recently, it had made significant progress.

Jotaro had once shared this news with Arima.

Arima had reacted with pure joy, even laughing like a child.

There were many people like him in the Zero Squad, and if they could all have a bright future, he was genuinely happy for them.

But he himself did not wish to undergo treatment to prolong his life.

Seeing the relieved look on his face, Jotaro immediately understood his thoughts.

A death god who had killed countless lives, one who could take life without emotion, was perhaps the one most desperate for death as release.

With Jotaro still alive, Arima felt his own existence had lost its meaning.

But at the very least, he should've been given a little more time to see this world continue to improve.

"Yare yare…"

This wasn't a man who would be praised like a hero, but Jotaro still believed, as long as such people existed, this world could change.

Akira stared blankly at Jotaro, this was the first time she had seen that kind of expression on his face.

Even when facing the lover who had constantly humiliated him, Jotaro's angry expression had always remained calm.

Only once had his rage ever fully burst forth, when DIO killed his companion and drank the blood of his grandfather, Joseph Joestar, right in front of him.

"Next time I see that man… I'll make him become a real clown. Maybe…"

Under his coat, Jotaro's arm was bulging with veins, and his clenched fist trembled, his bones even made cracking sounds.

"The negotiation announcement you sent to the Washuu Clan was received by Furuta. He used Arima's death to stir up even more hatred toward you from within."

"This so-called negotiation is just his excuse to make a move on you. He's planned everything out already."

"Your enemies are not only the entire CCG, but also a large number of ghouls."

Akira's expression turned intense.

"Furuta has always worked with ghouls.

Taking over the CCG was only possible with the help of the ghouls.

No investigator would have ever imagined that ghouls could enter the CCG…"

Suddenly, Jotaro reached out and held Akira's shoulders.

"You found out about his plan, that's why he tried to kill you. Right?"

Mado looked down, her eyes dim, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.

She once again recalled the moment her father died.

"I overheard his plan by accident. I originally wanted to secretly get word to you, to stop you from attending the negotiation."

"But Furuta discovered me in advance. He wanted to kill me to silence me, and my father… gave his life to protect me…"

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