This was it. The first time he was officially going to touch a tortoise. He decided to bring you, a close friend with him for this important event.

Crouching down to the old reptile he found at a fountain, Josuke grimaced and looked away from it. He looked queasy, his hand barely grazing the shell. He crossed his arm, his tongue sticking out in disgust.

“It looks slimy.. I can’t do this.”