JOJO: Bizarre Adventure

Let's turn our attention back to the church welfare home.

Just now, Father Anderson sacrificed himself to save dozens of civilians.

As for himself, he turned into a pile of moldy fragments. Not only did he not leave behind a complete corpse, but he also didn't leave behind many pieces of whole, good flesh.

Let's look back at the top floor of the welfare home.

The population here had now doubled, and they had no other way to cope but to hide in high places and wait for the disaster to pass by itself.

However, disasters never disappear on their own; they only disappear through human intervention.

They don't know, they don't understand, and many people will never understand in their lifetime.

As time went on, they only felt more and more desperate.

despair.

Despair breeds other things.

Before long, things will change here, and problems will arise.

Now, the problems have become apparent.

boom!

A gunshot silenced all the conversation; it turned out a man had fired a shot into the ceiling.

"Quiet down, all of you!"

There was a group of people surrounding the man.

They are clearly a small group, probably newly formed.

"Follow my orders, don't try anything funny, or I'll shoot anyone who tries!"

After saying that, he began to plan everyone's actions.

He separated the children and young women from the others and led his "accomplices" to where the children were.

After discussion, they split into two groups: one group was responsible for threatening those who disobeyed with guns, while the other group was responsible for committing violence against the children and women.

After they finished raping, another group would come, and they would then take turns threatening those who didn't obey with guns.

"Damn, I've never played with such a tender chick before. I'm going to enjoy myself before I die!"

The others, intimidated by the two guns and the large number of people, dared not step forward and could only watch their beastly behavior.

Some of the children here are under ten years old, and some are even three to five years old.

The women they chose were all under thirty years old. After all, there weren't many people in their group, so they naturally preferred young and beautiful women.

"Wow--!"

Amid the cries of toddlers, countless women and children also wept and pleaded.

"Please...please...no...no..."

"Get out of here...get out of my way..."

At the same time, a man hugged Trish, who was crouching in the corner.

Trish's expression was icy, but she dared not make a move.

Just as the man was about to tear off Trish's clothes, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face and was sent flying backward.

He couldn't see what hit him, yet it sent him flying nearly ten meters.

But Trish could see that it was something that looked like a human.

Seeing the astonished expressions on their faces, Trish didn't know how to react for a moment.

However, the humanoid creature spoke first.

"Trish, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

The figure stood in front of her.

“I’ve been by your side since you were very young.”

"You...who are you?"

Trish was surprised.

"I am you, and I am using your own power."

Just then, the figure ripped off the curtain next to them.

Because those two armed men have already launched an attack in this direction!

The figure pulled back the curtains, and a bullet struck them, leaving a long bulge on the curtains as they were pulled back.

Then it got blocked.

That's right, a curtain that was pulled open blocked several bullets!

"This is……"

“That’s your skill, Trish, it softened the curtains.”

The figure said this.

"This is your ability."

Trish was still in shock when the figure continued to explain.

"They can't see me because I'm the embodiment of your spirit, I'm your 'stand-in,' you can call me 'Hot Girl.'"

At this point, Trish suddenly remembered a person, or rather, an event.

It was an afternoon a few months ago.

Trish arrived at the fence of the orphanage.

The blond boy lay there as usual, but this time he was holding a strange rose in his mouth.

"Where did you find such a... flower?"

To everyone's surprise, upon hearing this, Grice immediately jumped up with great joy.

"Can you see this flower?"

Trish just found the question strange.

"How could you not see such a big flower?"

Grace remained immersed in her joy.

"You don't need to worry about that anymore. Anyway, I'm capable of protecting you now. I'll marry you when you come of age!"

"..."

Thinking about it now, it's very likely that he was a stand-in.

"Trish, do you dare to stand up to these guys?"

"Hot Girl" suddenly asked this question.

"Of course!"

"Alright, since you've made up your mind, let me use my power to lend you a hand!"

Stand Name: Hot Girl

Original body: Trish Una

Destructive power A

Speed ​​A

Range C

Endurance B

Precision D

Growth potential C

Ability: Can hit objects and make them as soft as rubber.

The softened material has a strength approximately equal to or greater than that of diamond, making it more difficult to destroy by physical attacks.

Softened objects can still function (such as watches).

It can also make one's body more flexible, thus reducing the damage from bullets.

It possesses high intelligence and can assist the user in combat.

Appearance: A slender, pink humanoid Stand.

Actually, I think the "Spicy Girl" panel is pretty strange.

Putting everything else aside, just consider the precision aspect. How can a Stand with such high intelligence only have a precision rating of D?

unreasonable.

Back at the orphanage, the "hot girl" grabbed a door panel to use as a shield and rushed towards the two men with guns.

She understood that this was the only way to bring the situation under control as quickly as possible.

She only took a board because the firing range was too short; Trish had to charge in with her, otherwise she could have taken down everyone in the room.

She's just a stand-in, what's there to be afraid of?

However, at the same time, she also made two preparations.

Even if a bullet does penetrate the door and hit Trish, her abilities can ensure that she is as unharmed as possible.

Trish was very agile and reached the vicinity of the two armed men with ease.

The "hot girl" didn't even need to use her abilities; she just knocked them both down with two punches.

Actually, there were about six or seven meters between them, but the "spicy girl" was just able to hit him.

Someone tried to pick up the pistol from the ground, only to find that it was as soft and squishy as slime and couldn't be held firmly in their hand.

A few simple attacks later, they were all taken down. These people were nothing in front of the "hot girl" with both strength and speed.

Trish quickly regained control of the situation.

After the Good Faction regained control of the place, Trish came to the window.

Dean Anderson's body, or more accurately, a pile of things that were no longer recognizable as a body, was still placed at the door.

He saved these people with his own life, even choosing the most tragic way to die for himself.

But look at these people, and think about what just happened.

"Spicy Girl" appeared next to Trish.

"Dean Anderson is a good man, you could even say he's a saint."

Trish said.

"But he is still different from a saint."

"A saint can save the world."

"But Dean Anderson can only save these people, not save them."