JOJO: Bizarre Adventure

I've been dealing with some things lately, and I haven't been feeling well, so updates have been a bit inconsistent. But don't worry, I'll get back to things as soon as possible; it won't be long.

Also, I'll just post a single update today.

Thank you for your support.

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Venice, Italy.

In a small hotel.

Tobio lived in this place.

He was ordered by his boss to hide here in order to avoid being pursued by those guys.

Of course, he himself was unaware of it.

Three knocks sounded at the door, and Tobio went to the door to open it.

"Hello, room service."

"Oh, my pizza has arrived."

Upon opening the door, it was indeed a hotel staff member.

"Sir, here is your pizza, and your vinegar as you requested."

Tobio accepted the pizza and politely said thank you.

The waiter closed the door, walked down the stairs, and muttered to himself as he went.

"How could anyone add a special amount of vinegar to their pizza...?"

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Rome, Saoir, inside the top-floor stairwell.

At this point, the door to the stairwell had been propped up by Elot with paper, which served as a reinforcement.

There was nothing they could do about it. Luckily, they had bought some newspapers before leaving Alghero, otherwise he would have run out of paper long ago.

Although manipulating the paper doesn't directly cause any consumption, there are still losses during combat.

After all, he can't directly control the shredded paper.

So most of the paper he uses now is bought from roadside stalls in Algero.

"I said, do you have any food on you? I'm hungry."

It was Grice who said this.

The reason is simple: he hasn't eaten since this morning.

How can a growing child not eat?

After Grace teleported everyone into the warehouse, he stayed there to guard it.

After everyone was untied, they actually had a meal together.

As for why Grace didn't eat it, well... that's a short story.

They were also people being hunted by "passion," and there were several of them with exaggerated appearances and even different races.

So they couldn't go out to eat at all; they could only send people to buy food for them.

The person in charge of buying the meals was this guy who looked like a person, oh no, he looked like a respectable person, Guld.

As you all know, this stingy guy is unlikely to buy an extra meal for this "enemy" when he's already paying out of his own pocket.

What? You're saying this is activity funding from [Hell]?

What a joke! That activity budget... isn't it basically my own money?

At least our Gullard brothers believe that there is nothing wrong with this logic.

Upon hearing Grice's words, the group was at a loss for what to do.

"Hey... Nakajima, could you turn your clothes into bread or something...?"

Qiao Zhou suddenly had a terrible idea.

Katsuki Nakajima glanced at him sideways.

"It is possible, but my ability won't last long."

If it takes too long, it will be counterproductive.

"Is this so?"

He genuinely didn't know about this.

"So don't treat my abilities as a panacea."

As they chatted casually, Elotte's expression turned quite unpleasant.

"Someone is about to break in; it's very likely that snowman monster from before."

He guessed correctly, but the monster didn't come in through the door; it entered through a skylight.

He smashed up the stairwell and grabbed the people hiding underneath.

It was a huge snow monster, made entirely of snow, and it looked very intimidating.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Rome.

"These idiots actually gave me time to develop; they're practically asking for death!"

That's right, he is the Stand user of this Stand. As he said, this is a Stand that requires a lot of development.

The Stand's name is "White Lover".

Stand Name: White Lover

Original body: Whitecoat Ekins

Destructive power E-A

Speed ​​E—A

Range A

Endurance A

Precision D

Growth potential C

Ability: Creates area-of-effect snowfall; the snowflakes are the main body of the Stand, which can be condensed into one and controlled by the user.

The snowfall rate cannot be changed; only the snowflakes that have already appeared can be used.

The larger the entity that unites, the stronger its power and the faster its speed.

Once condensed, the "White Lover" possesses the ability to change its physical form and will automatically regenerate when damaged.

Stands cannot perform precise operations. The user can perceive the outside world through the Stand, but this is greatly limited.

The stand-in is also unable to perform actions such as relaying messages.

"A tough guy from the windy city!"

Eloto reacted very quickly, using his ability to shield everyone from the falling rocks and the attack from "White Lover".

"The Red Magician!"

Avdol quickly summoned his Stand and unleashed a fire attack on the Yeti.

A burst of intense flames erupted, burning the giant, who was at least five or six meters tall, down to just half of his body.

"It's that guy again! Why did we have to run into a Stand user who uses fire!"

To be honest, Whiteett really wanted to curse, wondering why he was so unlucky.

"This Stand is countered by my 'Red Magician,' let me deal with him!"

But everything in this world is easier said than done.

The surrounding snow surged in again, mending the snowman's limbs.

This is the power of the "White Lover" stand; once I'm fully developed, any area around me becomes my territory.

Moreover, I am a long-range control Stand, capable of striking you from afar without you even noticing.

You might not be able to beat my snowman, because this thing has an incredibly long battery life.

Even if you win, it won't help because you can't find the original body.

Whiteett can make as many snowmen as he wants.

It is indeed strong.

“Mr. Avdol, just delay a bit, we’ll be done soon. Once we’ve shrunk everyone down, I’ll pick you up separately!”

Because it takes time for "Little Feet" to shrink the target, they can only let Avdel delay the other side for now.

"Okay, I'm fine on my end, you don't need to worry!"

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On the other side, in the center of Rome, near the Colosseum.

The area was now filled with all sorts of vehicles, all belonging to members of the [Passion] organization.

They came here because of the call to action from the Roman squad.

Because a member of the Rome team discovered the whereabouts of Qiao Zhou and his group.

That's right, it's our Mr. Whitecott.

"Everyone, please be quiet and stop making noise."

A man wearing a studded leather jacket stepped forward; he was the captain of the Roman squad.

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Virgil Estate, London, England.

"Sir, there's news from Mr. Farinata."

"Yeah,"

Virgil put down his book.

"How to say?"

He said, "Qiao Zhou can save [Hell]."

"Can Qiao Zhou save [Hell]? Interesting, this guy is really interesting."

Then Virgil gave the order.

"In that case, let them prepare, but don't worry, they should rest more."

At least this shows that we won't perish in this war.