Omake 31: A Joestar’s Wedding (Jonathan)

I really should have expected this and… yet I was surprised. Again, I wasn’t really planning to end up like this. Not when the original Dio behaved and turned out to be.

The news that I had been chosen as Jonathan’s best man for his upcoming marriage with Erina took me by surprise. I would have expected him to approach someone else considering how much time he started to spend with Bhediya during hamon training. I wasn’t even exactly prepared to face a wedding now that Hannah had started to consider this too. I didn’t exactly blame her and my hesitation was more driven by the fact I really didn’t know how to prepare for that. Especially now I was going to be part of one and be the one to keep the rings too. There was quite a strange division of roles within this event, but I didn’t complain. For some odd reasons, Erina sure got in a tense mood about it.

And by tense mood, I really meant her having rants with people whenever they asked her how she was doing with the pressure. To be fair, I had a talk with her while she was particularly annoyed by how many people were just repeating the same questions to her. After a pep talk and a hug from me, she seemed to get enough steel in her confidence to handle the circumstance better. Not the finest attitude, but definitely several hints better than what she had for a while. Her father was… incredibly worse than that. But if your name wasn’t Jonathan Joestar, he sure felt approachable. Until the marriage was brought up. He was so happy for his daughter, but that didn’t prevent his protective nature to have him handle out threats to a panicking JoJo as the older man promised some ‘medical accidents’ in case the Joestar heir failed to attend to his bride’s needs. Which was hilarious from an external standpoint, the spectator’s view, and it made me relieved that I didn't have to face that kind of madness with Hannah.

Speaking of Hannah’s parents… I actually gave a background check just because she asked. These people were no longer around. Sickness, poverty- standard reasons as to how people tended to die in this time period. She wasn’t really touched by it considering how quickly the kicked her out of their home. She still felt lucky things turned out that way, and she seemed to take a serious note of this as soon as one of her bridesmaids. Sarah was amused when she was picked as the second one, and the rest of the cast got prepared for the big event altogether as soon as the big day came to us. The day was one of the most nerve-wracking one in recent history, especially with how tight the schedule felt compared to the usual. Waking up early wasn’t a novelty, but it sure got a lot messier considering that everyone else was doing the same too to be prepared for the early morning functions. It’s been a long while since I visited a church, and the moment I entered inside the one where the entire ceremony was meant to unfold sure returned the weird vibes I tended to have back from my previous life. I just didn’t like the… ‘high and condescending’ nature of the building. A sacred site, but also one that really made one feel like God was always watching, even more when you were inside the church itself.

I didn’t feel any guilt to genuinely feel distraught by the phenomenon, but that didn’t prevent me from feeling really frustrated. Just enough to not want to linger beyond the time we were meant to spend inside it. Once everyone was there, seated and the bride and groom had managed to get safely and well to their destination, the event unfolded as smoothly as planned. It was a standard marriage, with the same lines coming from all sides as the script usually went. The only main difference between what I’ve been watching several times now and this very moment was… I was there. And I was a very important part of it. Despite the dullness of just waiting, I still kept attentive as I knew that my part was incredibly essential to the completion of this big day for these two. When it was time for the rings, I calmly handed those to Jonathan, the young man sparing me a happy smile as it was clear any doubt had been washed away from his mind the more he spoke about his love for Erina, and Erina returned the vows with her own. All in all, a beautiful day to be a side-character to a couple’s purest form of joy.

As the ceremony concluded with the priest’s positive closure and his allowance for the two to kiss, there was a loud but glorious reaction from the witnesses of this monumental development. Applause roared eagerly as people celebrated the kiss that confirmed their commitments and saw them effectively becoming Mr. and Mrs. Joestar. After just a few more minutes to get the entire ceremony properly ended, the next part of the big day started. The feast was prepared just to celebrate the entire situation. I had to put some money in when it came necessary to get two gifts, one for Jojo and one for Erina, but I could tell the man appreciated the carrion with small representation of them during their marriages and a lovely lullaby that could be used to calm any nerves or even used with their future children. The blonde’s gift was something that I had to actually contact first to get it served to her. Speaking with this certain celebrity considering how tedious her work was proved to be quite difficult, but she listened when I offered a permanent partnership with my organization to sustain her hospital work.

Florence Nightingale was in her sixties when I ended up approaching her. She was rather difficult to start a conversation with but still someone that listened and valued logic before any kind of prejudice. She had already established herself in the medical community, and she was surprised when I mentioned to her why I was asking for her invitation. The end result made all the hassle worthwhile and much more. Erina was ecstatic, and while Florence tried to keep her cool considering the circumstance, she still appreciated the fact she ended up finding a young but fierce lady that was inspired by her hard work and was still planning to pursue a career in medicine as a nurse. For a moment I also worried that the older woman’s presence would have denied Jojo the chance to actually dance with his bride, but the dance happened and they got what they were planning to do.

All was going just fine and Hannah spent most of the time with me. We danced, we drank some wine and then ultimately had to leave as the entire thing couldn’t drag for too long. After the rest of the guests were safely escorted out and back to their homes, I couldn’t… exactly remember what happened to me that night. At first I knew only that Hannah had taken me to my room and then… we fell asleep. The next morning proved to be a tense one as I woke up in quite a warm embrace under some covers and… I feared I had done it- or rather, that drunk Hannah had been the one to do it.

After getting hold of myself, I managed to get a proper look of the situation and realized that my worries had been based mostly on nothing since we were both dressed and… we had just cuddled up. To be fair, Hannah was really cute while sleeping and the fact she was really latching onto me as she didn’t want to let go of my warm self sure made for an amusing but slightly worrying circumstance. It didn’t help that just a few minutes after waking up, I saw the door of the room open to see George peeking at the situation inside. He stared at me, and I stared back with a tired look.

“Cuddling,” I merely muttered and yet the single word seemed to get a concrete answer to the old Joestar’s mind. One that still left slightly ‘disappointed’ at the lack of scandalous reaction, which left me confused, suspicious, and particularly worried of the chances of this becoming a problem in the near future. After a while, Hannah finally started to stir from her rest and the girl opened her eyes to realize what was going on.

“D-Did we-”

“No. We just cuddled,” I remarked calmly, getting a sigh and a pout from Hannah.

“Aw.”

“I told you that it might change once we get married.”

She sighed again, nuzzling closer and holding me tighter. “You better find that lovely ring you promised me.”

I felt it was more of a threat than else but… I didn’t blame her. I hope I ended up really finding what I’m looking for and not making a poor figure in front of her. Not when our relationship’s integrity stood about it.