Chapter 341: Pucci Goes to "Heaven"
"You... are 17?"
Jotaro, now in his 40s, stared at the burly "Blue Jotaro" and fell into thought. He felt that he wasn’t even this imposing back when he was 17.
And... Star Platinum didn’t seem as buff as this "Blue Jotaro’s."
"Blue Jotaro" had been summoned. He was a "possibility" from a parallel world. That face had even more impact than his own 17-year-old face; an aura of "invincibility" washed over him.
"That’s right. 17-year-old Jotaro, just from a parallel world," Kenji said.
This was the "old art style" Jotaro. His build was truly massive.
Besides him, there were other "colors" of Jotaro standing there.
"Yare yare. I never thought I’d see the day I’d beco an ’old geezer’."
"Blue Jotaro" looked at the 40-year-old Jotaro and sighed. Why... do your muscles look like they’ve shrunk? Has your ’purity’ (power) decreased?
"Old geezer?"
Jotaro’s mouth twitched. He never thought he’d be called an "old geezer" by... himself.
"He’s f***ing 17?" Tsukasa Kadoya compared them, speechless. Why does this ’Purple Jotaro’ (the 40-year-old) look more like he’s 17?
That "invincible" face... that sharp, slightly world-weary face... it was imposing without even trying.
"Old geezer, you can’t even beat a priest?" "Blue Jotaro" said, not holding back at all.
He wasn’t so "marine biologist" at this age. The aura of a delinquent washed over them.
Before being summoned, he had just finished fighting Dio, and he was still in that state.
"There really is... ’fate’ interfering," Kenji said suddenly. He could feel the world’s fate shifting.
"The ’What-If’ Phone Booth."
Doraemon stepped up, pulling a red phone booth from his 4D pocket.
"Tsk tsk. What a convenient gadget," Kenji sighed. He was just about to make a move, but he was too slow.
If ’fate’ is going to interfere, then we’ll just ’modify’ it.
Stepping inside, Kenji began to use the phone booth.
Father Pucci... I hope you like your new script.
...
At the sa ti, a certain Father Pucci felt a wave of panic. Sothing that had been "supporting" him was... leaving.
Why... isn’t Jotaro acting according to my plan?
Kenji’s group was now walking straight toward Pucci’s location.
"Do you guys have an infiltration plan?" Jotaro asked.
They were going to a prison. Forcibly breaking in... would have a bad "influence." They had to think it through.
"What plan? Can’t we just ’Ora’ our way in?" "Blue Jotaro" said flatly.
Pucci hasn’t ’ascended’ yet, so he doesn’t have that ’troubleso’ Stand. I’ll just ’Ora’ him with my bare hands.
"That’s... blunt," Jotaro shook his head, exasperated.
"Hey, young Jotaro... according to ’wild history’ (fan theories), you and Star Platinum once dueled on the street. The loser beca the Stand. In the end... your ’Hat’ won and beca the ’body.’ You, Jotaro, beca the Stand, and Star Platinum beca the ’evil spirit.’ Is that true?" Kenji asked "Blue Jotaro" with a curious look.
"Blue Jotaro": "?"
Hearing this "wild history," his expression cracked. This ’history’ is so ’wild’ it’s nothing but sht!*
"That’s not true. Don’t spread rumors."
That’s... just too f*ing wild. He couldn’t help but... touch his hat ("main body").
A reversal of the natural order! , the user, becoming the Stand? What kind of logic is that?
...
"So many... Jotaros?"
When Pucci was cornered, his brain felt like it had been hit by a sledgehamr. It was shattering. This many Jotaros... it made him question reality.
The "invincible-looking" Blue Jotaro’s aura was strange... and this "Black Jotaro" (reverted by the Ti Kerchief) looked like the purple-clothed one, but... why is he so much more buff...
Don’t panic! I can definitely ascend to ’Heaven’! I don’t need to avoid them!
"You’re... Father Pucci?"
"Blue Jotaro" looked him up and down. Compared to Dio’s build... you look so... brittle.
"Jotaro...?"
Pucci asked tentatively. This "Blue Jotaro’s" face just scread "Do not ss with ."
Is it... because of Star Platinum?
And... these other people... I’ve never seen them! It’s all wrong! It’s all a ss!
Hooo...
Calm down. I must not panic. ’Fate’ is on my side. I have the advantage.
Pucci took a deep breath, his expression becoming calm again. Everything will proceed according to the path of ’fate’.
"Pucci. I’ll give you a chance to pick your opponent. Choose one of these Jotaros," Kenji said.
Pucci was stunned. I... can choose?
He looked at the crowd of Jotaros.
"...I’ll... take this one." Pucci pointed at "Blue Jotaro."
A Stand is linked to the user’s ’spiritual power.’ After a certain age, that power inevitably weakens. This ’Blue Jotaro’s’ features look... older. His spiritual power must be weaker than the others.
"ORA!"
"Blue Jotaro" was surprised. Looking down on ? He imdiately punched him. Not with his Stand, but with his fist.
A bloody tooth flew in a parabolic arc. Pucci crashed through the window and flew out of the room.
"BLEGH—"
Pucci, lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood. His right cheek was a ss of pulp. He was completely dazed.
"Blue Jotaro" didn’t even use his Stand! How... how can he be this strong?!
Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I must have... just not seen it!
"You got the first hit," "Black Jotaro" (ti-reverted 40-year-old) retorted.
He didn’t get the ’First Blood’.
And... is your physical strength that ridiculous?
He was planning to use Star Platinum. But "Blue Jotaro" just... "Ora’d" the priest with his bare hands.
The ’Hat’ is the ’body’... Jotaro is the ’Stand’... Star Platinum is the ’evil spirit’... Could it be... true?
"I was holding back. Otherwise, his skull would have shattered," "Blue Jotaro" shrugged.
Is Pucci’s head... tougher than that 100-year-old, ’bread-loving’ vampire, Dio?
"Trying to run?"
"Star Platinum—ZA WARUDO!"
"Black Jotaro" saw the priest writhing on the ground and imdiately activated the almighty "Ti Stop."
"ORA ORA ORA—"
"...ZA WARUDO!"
"ORA ORA—"
...
The group of Jotaros surrounded Pucci, "Ora-ing" him together. As soon as one’s Ti Stop ended, the next Jotaro would start his Ti Stop, and continue the "Ora."
SQUELCH!
Ti finally resud. Blood gushed from Pucci’s body like a fountain. Countless "Ora" punches had beaten him into an unrecognizable, boneless pile of mush.
Thump.
"How... can... you be... so strong..."
Pucci breathed his last, his pupils losing their light. He had... gone to "Heaven."
What... what about ’fate’? Why... didn’t I ’ascend’?
(What-If Phone Booth: ’Bleep bloop... what?’)
"You were slower than . I got in one more punch," "Blue Jotaro" said flatly to "Black Jotaro."
"Yare yare... don’t be so competitive about this," "Black Jotaro" said, exasperated.
What a weird thing to be competitive about.
(Jolyne: ’Yare yare’... Otou-san, I think you’re just as competitive.)
"It’s not the ’Heaven’ he wanted, but... being ’Ora’d’ to Heaven... still counts as ’going to Heaven’," Kenji said, making a dark joke.
"Mhm. The logic is flawless," Gudako gave a thumbs up.
There are many ways to go to ’Heaven.’ Being beaten to death... is just a simpler thod.
(Pucci: Wait! That’s not the ’Heaven’ I ant!!!)
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