"Good grief."
Seeing the old man looking all anxious and suspicious, Josen leisurely swallowed a fist-sized strawberry cake in one bite as F-kid fed him.
Only then did he calmly say, "You call me Josen-kun when you need something and brat when you don't. Doesn't that leave me with a little too little dignity?"
"Uh..."
The old man's anxious expression instantly turned into a beady-eyed stare, but one aspect of the Joestar Family's Golden Spirit was shamelessness... no, it was having an exceptionally thick skin.
"Ahem." He cleared his throat twice, instantly recovering the imposing air of an elder. "Josen-kun, everyone aboard this ship is at risk. Besides us, there are plenty of SPW Foundation crew members aboard, so we really shouldn't joke around!"
[Hmm?]
[Five million!!]
[Then it's a deal.]
A shady deal was instantly struck in the Stand Users' private chat channel. Mr. Popo looked shocked that this was even an option. Remembering the battered luggage bag in his cabin, he wondered whether he could ask their team doctor, Mr. Josen, for advice on the secret to making money.
"We booked yesterday's flight at the last minute, and DIO's Stand User still managed to get aboard. Naturally, taking a ship now won't escape his notice either."
Josen started with an example, prompting repeated nods from the old man and Abududu.
"Now we need to check two things: whether any other Stand Users have infiltrated the ship, and whether there's anything aboard that isn't on the cargo manifest."
Josen spread his fingers in an exploding gesture. "It's simple enough. If you can't deal with a Stand, deal with its Stand User instead-what do you think?"
"Good grief." Jotaro silently rose from his deck chair and walked toward the cabin entrance. "My Star Platinum can make out extremely tiny details