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"Gladly." You responded, turning your head to take a quick bite of your food. Joseph stood tall in front of the man, his lips curling into a smirk.

The man argued with your grandfather (can you still even call him that right now?) before Joseph stopped completely, his head tilted to the side calmly. "Are you looking for your cuffs? Check your right back pocket." Joseph said, pointing at the man.

The man checked his right back pocket, eyes widening slightly when his cuffs were indeed in his pocket. He took them out, looking at them for a moment before looking back up at Joseph. "Wha-- how did you know that!?"

Joseph shrugged, turning his head to look at you with a wink. "Who knows." You were indeed taking notes now.

"I'll punch the daylight out of you punk!" The man yells, punching Joseph with the cuffs on. Blood splattered upon the floor with a soft drop, drop, as you slightly winced. Your grandfather had something up his sleeve - he was just standing there.

Your (e/c) eyes trailed upwards slowly, seeing the sight of that strangers hand hitting a sharp weapon instead of Joseph's face. "What are you punching? Certainly not me." Joseph teased.

"I think I got all the notes down, what do you think Titanium?"

"Ora~!"

"My thoughts exactly."

"Your next line is..." Your voice skipped across the air and towards the battlefield, as you grinned and moved your head to the side. "What!? But how? I was certain that I punched you punk!"

"What!? But how? I was certain that I punched you punk!"

Joseph punched the man in the stomach, in time for your hamon to whip him in the face - effectively making the man fall out of the fight out of commission.

Another man stood up from the background, both you and Joseph turning towards him immediately. "I-I'm not here to fight you!" He says quickly as he raises his hands in defense.

"Though I have some bad news."

Joseph, who was just about to complement you on learning his technique so quickly, looked back up at him with a raised eyebrow. "And what would that be?"

"Speedwagon is dead."

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