JOJO: Bizarre Adventure

My name is Otomo Takeshi.

I know you all want to hear me recount the details of that battle.

but……

All I can tell you is that those guys are too strong.

I thought my abilities were already among the best on this planet.

Good heavens, why did I have such a stupid thought?

If it were just one of them, I should be able to give it a try.

However, in a situation where there are one or more opponents, it is simply a one-sided massacre.

That doesn't seem quite accurate, because no one lost their life in this battle.

Ok.

I tried my best to hurt the leader, after all, to catch the thief, you must first catch the king.

But it had no effect.

My attacks were all blocked by his stand-in.

That's terrifying. Even with the most unexpected attack, as long as he stands there, I can't touch him at all.

They didn't even specifically attack me.

This is a completely unequal battle.

I don't want to say anything more about the rest.

When I was about to die, a man came to my side.

All attacks ceased immediately.

Before I completely lost consciousness, he said his name... I'm not sure if it was really a name, maybe it was a nickname or something, I don't quite understand.

He said he was...

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I don't know how much time has passed since that battle, but my physical condition is terrible.

Based on my original condition, my body's recovery ability should far exceed that of the aliens on this planet.

Although the injury is serious, it does not require a long period of rest.

But for some reason, my recovery ability was suppressed.

However, worse things were yet to come.

After I was seriously injured and had been in this state for a long time, a guy named Katz appeared in the public eye.

He is a different race from the other aliens, but no matter what he is, my situation is quite bad.

The protracted war and those utterly unreasonable idiots are relentlessly squeezing my living space.

I need a safer identity and environment.

Because of the war, the entire city was completely paralyzed, and the hotel where I was staying was also turned into concrete ruins. The difference between staying inside and waiting to die is that waiting to die is a broad concept, while "staying inside" is a more specific action.

Even so, war has its good side. Sometimes I'll casually kill some stray scum, making a small contribution to my home planet.

In any case, at least I'm not dead yet.

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Standing before me now is a green creature with a tail.

Such aliens are not uncommon nowadays, but this one is extraordinary.

He's one of the strongest Stand users I've ever met, and given my injuries, he's definitely a tough opponent.

His attacks always resulted in wounds that seemed to travel towards a specific point on my body—that's right, the wound itself.

Here's what happened: it was an encounter, I ran into this guy in a deserted alley.

I don't know why the battles always happen in places like this, but that's just how it is.

At that moment, he raised his hand, making a gesture like that of a pistol.

I guessed it was a stand-in attack.

boom!

A gunshot rang out from his hand.

I wanted to get away, but it was too difficult because there was nothing in front of me.

There was nothing I could do but try to predict the trajectory of the so-called "bullet" by looking at the direction he was pointing.

Following this method, I should have a chance to dodge his attack.

But I still got shot.

A wound appeared on my right shoulder.

This shouldn't be happening. I wasn't this weak before. Everything changed after that battle.

In any case, I must deal with the enemy at hand first.

Immediately afterward, a second bullet came hurtling towards me.

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Stand introduction (this section is not from the perspective of Takeshi Otomo himself):

Stand name: Bring It On Home

Original body: Shaq Stroh

Destructive power B

Speed ​​B

Range C

Persistence C

Precision D

Growth potential D

Ability: The Stand is an invisible, transparent bullet that can be fired through the user's index finger. Only one Stand bullet can be fired at a time.

After hitting a target or disappearing automatically, the main body can fire the next bullet with its index finger.

When the substitute bullet first damages the target, a marker point is triggered.

After this, all damage caused by the substitute bullets will move to the marked point and merge with it, becoming a more severe wound.

At the same time, these wounds further weaken the organism's physiological state, making it even more vulnerable.

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This content should have been written at the end of a chapter, but I've put it here instead.

Because, in fact, the entire timeline of the story is chaotic.

P.S.: This stand-in should appear again later.

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Faced with such an enemy, my first reaction would definitely be to strike first and try to damage him by closing the distance with melee attacks.

After all, the enemy clearly has ranged attacks, and for someone like me, the best course of action is to kill them as quickly as possible.

When the battle ended, I felt no joy.

They didn't even breathe a sigh of relief.

My body is riddled with holes, and I have nowhere to go.

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I can only recall up to that point, and then I can't remember anything else.

I have lived here for a long time, and because my consciousness is too blurred, I don't even know exactly how long I have lived here.

The head of the household was an elderly woman who was about sixty years old. According to her, I accidentally saved her that day. With her help, I came to this secluded house and then fainted.

I trust her, and I need a place to stay; my injuries are too severe.

She saw my severe wounds but wasn't afraid at all; she just took good care of me.

Her name is Otomo Suzaku, which is her husband's surname, but her husband has passed away.

Every time she asked me my name and background, I would make up an excuse about having amnesia.

So later, I named him after her surname, Otomo Takeshi.

I've used this name ever since.

She always said, "Don't use violence to solve problems, no matter who you're dealing with."

Over time, this seems to have affected me as well.

However, it's also possible that it's because I haven't had surgery in a long time.

In short, that's how it was. I lived by her side for a long time. At first, it was just to recover from my injuries, but later it turned into a kind of dependence.

I never imagined that I would watch an alien grow old and die, and feel so deeply saddened.

This feeling is strange; I don't know, maybe it's good, maybe it's bad.

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Storyteller's Tips:

Love is such a magical thing.

Never forget that you are a human being with feelings.