I am a Type-Moon comic artist!

However, all of that is for the future; change doesn't happen overnight. What I want right now is [Ripple Qi Gong].

Or rather, the practice method of Ripple Qigong.

He needs to know whether this thing can actually be used in reality.

Although he had successfully brought his knowledge of firearms and combat experience into reality before, those were ultimately things without any mystery. This time was different... Ripple Qi Gong, which undoubtedly involved mystery.

It wouldn't be surprising if someone learned something here but couldn't apply it in real life...

However—after all, the Stone Mask has already appeared in his hands, and it's not entirely impossible that after learning it, he can bring it into reality.

If I can, my future prospects will be very bright. If not... I'll have to rely on lotteries from now on.

But there's no need to rush. It's safe in reality anyway; there aren't many who could beat me. Besides, it's a society governed by law. Fighting and killing are no good. Even if an uncontrollable crisis arises, I still have the Stone Mask!

Wearing it would be an overwhelming advantage for humans.

And now, if I were to obtain Ripple—

“Zeppelli... um... and Joestar too... we should focus our attention on Joestar first.”

This time, his goal wasn't to master Ripple, just to learn the basics. Anyway, if he didn't succeed this time, there would be another time, and the time after that...

1888—!

Kurokawa Kazuya gripped his pistol and, along with the others from the police station, followed the sergeant toward the Joestar family, a very famous gentlemanly family in London.

The Joestar family's gentlemanly conduct is something that everyone can see for themselves, and it's not something they're pretending to be; it's genuine. The Joestar family has been gentlemen for generations.

but--

It was for this reason that they accepted Dio Brando, a man who grew up in the slums.

This man, from the very beginning, challenged Jonathan Joestar, the only child of this generation in the Joestar family, and became their adopted son.

That's all there was to it...

That was seven years ago.

Now, Jonathan and Dior are "representatives of friendship" who have appeared in newspapers, their bond unbreakable. That's what the newspapers have said.

But that's not right—

All of this is just wishful thinking on the part of outsiders.

Just now, a man named Roberto Speedwagon came here to report a crime and said something that shocked everyone except Kurokawa and Miyako—

This seemingly harmonious family is not what it appears to be. Dio Brando secretly poisoned Jonathan Joestar's father, intending to kill him so he could inherit the Joestar family fortune.

Now, this matter has been exposed.

The police chief, who has a deep friendship with the Joestar family and is impressed by their spirit, is personally leading a team to arrest Dio, this heinous and ungrateful man!

And...Kurokawa Kazuya is one of them.

As the author of JOJO in this world, he naturally knew very well what was going to happen next.

Also, clarify your own purpose.

Next...

The plan was to have Dio Brando wear the Stone Mask and become a vampire. In doing so, they would lure out Baron Zeppeli, who uses Ripple, and learn Ripple from him.

It's a very simple idea, but—

First, one of the difficulties he needs to face is...

Once Dio Brando dons the Stone Mask, will I... really be his match?

However, he only considered this briefly; if it didn't work this time, he'd try again. A solution is bound to come with a few tries—

Chapter 33 Stone Ghost Face

"Hasn't Dior returned?" Jonathan Joestar asked the butler.

“Yes…that’s right. He went out and hasn’t come back.” The Joestar family’s butler replied, looking at Jonathan.

"Hmm... Has he already run away? That Dio!" The police chief voiced his question.

"I don't know... I don't know either." Jonathan paused for a moment before saying, he didn't know whether Dio had run away or simply hadn't returned.

"Hmm... never mind, if he gets away, I'll issue another warrant later, but before that, let me go see Sir Joestar." The commissioner sighed, speaking with concern for Sir Joestar.

“Yes, Father should be resting in his room now... I just had him drink the antidote. Butler! Take them there.”

"Yes, I understand."

“Jonathan? And what about you?” Kurokawa Kazuya asked, looking at Jonathan.

“I’ll wait here!” Jonathan clenched his fists and said resolutely, “If Dio comes back and there’s no one here… we might miss him. And I have a feeling he will come back!”

“Is that so? Then it’s up to you.” Kurokawa Kazuya nodded.

“Then, I’ll leave Father to you, Jerry,” Jonathan said to Kurokawa Kazuya. He knew this man; he was a well-known figure in the London police force, named “Jerry Coffdale.” Jonathan had met him a few times.

Kurokawa Kazuya nodded and said nothing more.

I followed the police chief upstairs and chatted with Sir Joestar for a while.

Then—I heard the noise from downstairs.

The group then came down.

After I got downstairs, before I even opened the door, I heard a voice from the other side.

"Judging from your expression, you seem quite curious about who I am, so let me introduce myself. I am the busybody Spitwagen, who followed me from the slums of London because I was worried about Mr. Joestar."

“Wait a minute.” The police chief stopped Jonathan’s father, George Joestar, and said, “Wait a moment before opening the door, Sir Joestar. You may not believe what we’re saying, but right here… listen for yourselves.”

“Hmm…I understand.” Joestar nodded, his eyes flickering. It wasn’t hatred for Dio, but rather self-reproach for not having properly raised Dio. He felt he had failed Dalio Brando, who had entrusted Dio to him. This pained him deeply.

“Mr. Joestar, I admire your naiveté, so let me tell you something,” Spitwagen’s voice continued from the other side of the door. “I grew up in the dark alleys and have seen all sorts of bad guys. So, I can tell good guys from bad guys just by smelling them! This kid reeks of rot! It’s more disgusting than vomit!”

Just then, from the other side of the door came the sound of something being kicked away; it was Spitwagen kicking away the candlestick in front of Dio.

"He's the most evil person I've ever seen! He went astray because of his environment? No! This kid is a born villain! You remember this guy, right—"

On the other side of the door, Spitwagen pulled someone out as he spoke.

"This Easterner has already testified that he was the one who sold you the poison, right?"

“I’ve heard everything you’ve said,” George Joestar said, unable to contain himself any longer. The surrounding police pushed open the door, revealing the group inside. “I truly regret it. The feelings and expectations I placed in you were no less than those for my own son. Ugh—”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but cough twice. His body, which had just taken the antidote, had not recovered at all and he was still very weak.

“Dad, you need to rest.” Jonathan quickly went over and said.

"Okay, I'm going back to rest. I don't want to see my son arrested. Jojo is in your hands now."

"it is good."

“It seems there’s truly no way to salvage this situation.” Dio Brando stood up, his expression returning to calm.

Kurokawa Kazuya was observing him, subtly checking the bullets in his gun... Even after years of training, he was only slightly stronger than his real-life self...

Without any special methods, humanity does indeed have its limits.

“That man won’t be caught. Judging from the three moles on his ears and his face, he’s born with great fortune,” the captured Japanese man suddenly said.

"Jojo, for the sake of the seven years we've spent together, I hope you'll at least be the one to put the handcuffs on me."

"I understand." Joestar nodded and walked over.

“Mr. Joestar, be careful,” Spitwagen warned Jonathan.

Looking at the scene before him, Kurokawa Kazuya even had the idea of ​​redrawing JOJO... After all, before, all he had in mind was the manga, but now—after reading it from beginning to end and witnessing these experiences firsthand, he felt that if he were to draw it now, he would create a better JOJO than before.

"JOJO," Dio said suddenly as JOJO approached, "Human abilities are truly limited."

"Ok?"

"In this short life, what I have learned is that the more cunning and meticulous a person is, the more likely they are to stumble on unexpected events. Therefore, we must surpass human beings."

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?" JOJO asked, looking completely bewildered.

"JOJO, I'm not human anymore!!!"

As he spoke—

He suddenly pulled the "Stone Mask" from his bandaged right arm with his left hand—and! He tore the bandages open with the dagger in his right hand—revealing the sharp dagger.

"I will surpass humanity!!"

"Stone Mask—why is it in your hand!?" Jojo's attention was completely drawn to the suddenly appearing Stone Mask. He didn't know why Dio was holding it and didn't notice the dagger in his right hand.

"Danger--"

"Shoot him!"

Kurokawa Kazuya raised his gun, but didn't pull the trigger. At this moment... at this distance, if he wanted to, he could easily shoot through his brain. But... if the vampire hadn't appeared, would Zeppeli really have shown up?

Without Zeppeli, I wouldn't have been able to learn Ripple...

All those years spent in dreams were wasted—

but!

He couldn't just stand by and watch, even in his dreams! These people were different from the previous ones; they were characters he liked, so of course he'd help them if he could, like this—

"JOJO, use your blood as a sacrifice—!"

Chapter Thirty-Four: Dio the Vampire

"What—?" Dio gritted his teeth and said, "You dodged it?"

In that instant—

Kurokawa Kazuya stopped Sir Joestar and pulled Jonathan away in an instant—

Even so, Dio's dagger had already slashed Jonathan's waist, leaving a shallow wound.