That night.
On the outskirts of Z City.
After many days, Josen once again came to the little lake where he had first happened upon Blast.
Rarely visited, with lush trees and a tranquil little lake of shimmering water, it truly was a fine spot for barbecuing and camping.
However, a hero's life often involved traveling between cities and dealing with all kinds of monsters that could appear at any moment, so those plans had been put off until now.
Of course, Josen had not come here late tonight for a BBQ either.
Instead, a certain scumbag Stand who knew he still had a crucial enhancement item left unused had practically shoved him here.
F-kid: Hurry up, hurry up!
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In theory, having experienced the sights of Over Heaven, he already stood at the pinnacle of Stands.
But for F-kid, whose user had already reached "infinity," that was not enough.
Perhaps it was the desire for conquest rooted in men's very bones, or perhaps he felt he had yet to become the strongest; even now, F-kid still wanted to hear the melody of Requiem.
The key to starting the gramophone was already in hand, but using it still required a nod of approval from a certain permissions-hogging bastard.
"Seriously, do you have to be in such a hurry? I only just got back and haven't even had a proper rest! Look, I haven't even gone to see Tatsumaki."
Tatsumaki: Recuperating. Don't bring me into this...
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Dragged out during his sleeping hours, Josen practically had waking grumpiness rising from his head. He yawned and looked irritably at the handsome fellow in a purple suit who emerged from his body on his own, giving him a dead-eyed stare as he grumbled.
"It's not like I'm going to