Huh?

Grandma...?

Well, the old man is single and you've been a widow forever. Are you sure your relationship isn't anything more? That's what I'm thinking!

Was Speedwagon really grandpa's best friend? And that's all? For real?

...? What do you mean by "that's all"?

Whoa, seriously!!?

...I see. There's something I really ought to tell you.

I... I get it now... I got it so please stop kidding around...

Usuke

Long ago... No... Even to this day, he prides the obligation he feels towards supporting my husband... But friendship isn't the only reason. It is because, as a man, he truly loved him.

I'm not certain on the details because Mr.Straits is the only one who told me... From what he said, when my husband was still alive, he swore he would never want to be a hindrance between my husband and I. For that reason alone, he dedicated himself to a lonely life of celibacy.

Mr. Speedwagon, who swore to never besmirch the Joestar name, desperately held back his tears. His vulnerable state was seen by Mr. Straits, whose heart was wounded by the sight. Mr.Straits gently embraced Mr. Speedwagon's reasonable, somehow reliable and pathetic body. They must have had the conversation in private...

Within a dark, small room, they disrobed and, with the gentle moonlight as their witness and clad only in their eternal oaths, something which had never happened before between them-