"This... what is this?!" Kishibe Rohan had never seen a Stand before, believing his Heaven's Door's ability was a gift from heaven. He hadn't expected someone else to possess such an ability—
Sex Pistols, with the bullets, brushed past Kishibe Rohan—
"What's going on?!" Mista looked on in surprise. "No. 1, shoot him now!!"
But Nos. 1, 2, and 3 circled Kishibe Rohan like electrons orbiting an atomic nucleus, simply unable to hit him.
"Mehehehe!" Kishibe Rohan laughed wildly. "I've already written 'forbidden from attacking Kishibe Rohan' and 'unable to make any sound no matter what he does' in your memories and settings."
"My ability, Heaven's Door, can see a person's entire life and settings clearly!!"
"Let me see what's inside you, mehehehe!!"
Mista stared at him with wide eyes. He was now completely drained of strength, and his body was being flipped open page by page like a book—
There's even this kind of Stand Ability!
"Oh oh oh!!" Kishibe Rohan exclaimed strangely as he read, "Born in a small village in Naples, Italy, parents divorced, lived with grandparents, became a small-time hoodlum in Naples during his second year of high school..."
"Optimistic, brave, righteous, and compassionate. Once saved a woman who was raped by a gang, was shot multiple times by the gang but wasn't hit, and was later framed and imprisoned..."
"Eh, eh, your experiences and personality will definitely be very popular with readers!! Hahaha!! Stayed in Prison for several months, then encountered a Prison explosion, and took the opportunity to escape..."
"Up to here, your life has been quite ordinary. Although the part about saving someone was indeed interesting, but..."
"Eh?! Wait, met Johnson Joffrey in the sewers?" Kishibe Rohan looked up, contemplating slightly, "That's the young man from earlier, he seems very mature, even though his face is young... After meeting Johnson Joffrey, he was wounded by his arrow and awakened his Stand Ability..."
"A Stand?! This is a Stand?!"
"Uh..." Kishibe Rohan was about to think when a hard object pressed against the back of his head—
"Flip to the next page, and I'll make sure you can never draw manga again."
The person's cold voice rang out from behind his head, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe. Kishibe Rohan's hand, which was about to turn the page, stopped abruptly.
This was serious. If he flipped to the next page, the other person would really shoot.
Kishibe Rohan swallowed, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead—
What's going on? I clearly wrote a setting on Mista that he absolutely couldn't inform anyone about my affairs. Did this man discover it himself?
Kishibe Rohan looked at Johnson Joffrey's red eyes reflected in the golden nib of his dip pen.
"Immediately deactivate your Stand Ability. Don't say another word."
"What exactly are you—"
"Bang!"
A gunshot directly interrupted Kishibe Rohan's words, and then he was astonished to see his right hand pierced by a bullet—
Before he could even feel the pain, Kishibe Rohan immediately fell to the side, clutching his right arm.
Blood splattered.
"Sorry, the action was completed before I could say I'd break your arm."
"Who exactly are you?!"
"Just a tourist," Johnson Joffrey said. "Quickly deactivate his Stand Ability. I'll help you heal later."
Kishibe Rohan clutched his arm, looking at Johnson Joffrey in disbelief, and reluctantly deactivated Heaven's Door on Mista—
"This bastard," Mista kicked Kishibe Rohan in the stomach before he could finish his sentence—
"Sorry, the action of hitting you was completed before I could say I was going to hit you. That's the motto of our Passione Logistics."
"Stop it, Mista," Johnson Joffrey said tactfully.
"Is that good enough?" Johnson Joffrey put away his revolver. "Sorry, Rohan-sensei, we're not bad guys, just tourists in Morioh. And remember, calling the police won't do any good either."
Johnson Joffrey expressionlessly tilted his head, then squatted down and pulled Kishibe Rohan over. Johnson Joffrey wiggled his fingers, and the bullet was directly pulled out. At the same time, an emerald green light gathered on his arm, and like magic, the hole in his arm healed in an instant.
"This is a Stand Ability..." Kishibe Rohan watched his arm begin to heal. He recalled Mista's memories that he had seen. That guy should be the kind of person readers would like. He hadn't seen the end, so who knew what kind of person he truly was.
A Stand? So this is a Stand? Everyone who gets shot by an arrow will possess this Stand. Mista's Stand is Sex Pistols. He also saw a man named Bucciarati whose Stand is Sticky Fingers... Interesting, too interesting!! I must draw him into a manga!
Johnson Joffrey, what is his ability? To be able to heal me is truly unexpected. I thought he would be some high-level combatant who could kill with one blow, but I didn't expect it to be healing.
"Let me think," Johnson Joffrey squatted in front of him, a smile in his eyes, and then placed his hand on Kishibe Rohan's chest.
"You must be thinking right now how great it would be if such a good Stand setting could be put into your manga, right?"
"Uh..." Kishibe Rohan gasped.
"I've heard of you for a long time, Rohan-sensei," Johnson Joffrey continued. "I only came here because I wanted you to write a story for me."
"What kind of story?"
"The Godfather – Risotto."
"Yes, yes, I've always wanted to draw a manga about gangsters." Kishibe Rohan smiled, nodding repeatedly, and Johnson Joffrey also smiled.
Suddenly! Kishibe Rohan, catching him off guard, flicked the ink from his dip pen into Johnson Joffrey's eyes—
"Die! I, Kishibe Rohan, would rather die than draw for you and these gangsters!!"
The black ink vanished the instant it touched Johnson Joffrey, who didn't even blink—
"...This." Kishibe Rohan looked at Johnson Joffrey in surprise.
"The last person who did that to me died on a beach," Johnson Joffrey said, his smile unwavering. "If you don't agree, that's fine. Let me say it again, I'm just an older brother traveling with his younger brother."
"I'm currently running a film and television company and an investment company, so I wanted to see if Rohan-sensei had any good works that could be adapted."
"The fact that we are both Stand Users is just a coincidence. Stand Users in this world are attracted to each other."
Johnson Joffrey stood up as he spoke. Kishibe Rohan stared intently at Johnson's back. His power was too great. It was Kishibe Rohan's first battle, but he could clearly feel the disparity in strength.
It was like comparing kindergarten to high school.
But!
Animating his manga was possible, but if it were made into a movie and shown on the big screen—
"I, Kishibe Rohan, cannot refuse!!"