An aged yet powerful voice came through the phone, and an image automatically surfaced before Josen's eyes: a spry contender from the park's senior division, his hands clasped behind his slightly hunched back.
It was none other than another founding member of the Hot Pot Group, Z City's S-Class Hero, Silver Fang.
At a thought from Josen, F-kid, who had already finished battling Genos for control of the kitchen, flashed over. Taking Josen's place, he gently rested Tatsumaki's green, algae-like head on his lap and expertly began a massage to aid her digestion.
As Josen's Stand, it was perfectly normal for him to reproduce his original body's techniques after seeing them just once.
Tatsumaki noticed that her massage therapist had changed midway through and froze for a moment, but relaxed once she saw that it was F-kid.
As a fellow psychic hero, Tatsumaki could be considered the person in this world who understood F-kid best.
She knew that F-kid and Josen were two sides of the same whole, a spiritual entity and a physical body, so this substitution was a change, yet also no change at all.
Then there was no problem.
Josen strolled onto the balcony and rested one hand on the railing. Looking down over M City's brilliantly lit nightscape, he spoke into his phone. "Master Bang, what brings you calling at this hour?"
"Heh heh, there is indeed something, Josen-kun." Bang's voice on the other end carried a slightly rueful chuckle. The old man sounded rather embarrassed, but after some hesitation, he said, "I'm ashamed to say that I do have a little matter I'd like to trouble you with."
Josen raised an eyebrow. Given Bang's experience, standing, and strength, very few things could stump him. The most likely among them...
The image of a cold, fierce