You spend a moment or two, just watching the slumbering slip of a girl on top of you. On the one hand there isn't really anything to keep you from continuing to do so.... but you have other plans for today.
"Oi." You poke at the top of Mizore's head as she slumbers on your chest.
Waking up, she lazily opens one eye and stares at you.
"Mn?"
"Get off."
Mizore looks at you for a moment, before the corner of her mouth turns up in a smirk. You can tell she's thinking something dirty, and you scowl at her for it.
With no further reaction, Mizore quietly complies with your request and slides off of you. "Sure."
You rise up to sit, muttering to yourself about crazy stalker girls, when your cell phone rings. The old man doesn't call just for bullshitting around, so you decide to go ahead and answer it. "Yeah?"
"Jotaro. Your school year's about to end, right? I think it's time I arranged to personally oversee your Hamon training."
...what the hell is he talking abou- oh. "Japanese school starts in April and doesn't end until March, old man. ...but yeah, summer break is in a few days."
There is a brief muttering on the other end of the line, which you're sure consists of Gramps making agitated comments about cultural differences between the US and Japan. You're fresh out of damns to give about it, so you let him vent for a moment.
"<sigh> In any case, I've got some business arrangements in the area of..."
You listen as Joseph rattles off an address.
"Given a few weeks beyond that, I can assess your current progress. ...and maybe see what that damned monster school is up to..."
Gramps has offered to assess and oversee your Hamon training over the summer break.
Take him up on the offer?
[]YES! YES! YES!
[]Like hell I will!