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Chapter 87 - Setting the Stage!

What is the correct usage of Time Stop?

A. Use it to pummel enemies within stopped time.

B. Use it to transport enemies/teammates within stopped time.

C. At an angle.

Trish felt a flash before her eyes, and the handsome man appeared right before her.

"Spice Girl" shouted urgently, "Trish, move away!"

But it was too late.

Jon reached out and gently touched the girl's forehead.

The subconscious gate opened, triggering the "Silence" effect.

Highly effective!

"Trish..."

The connection broke, and "Spice Girl" began to fade.

Jon sighed in relief.

They could fight, but there was no need.

After all, Jon wasn't some kind of devil.

Looking at the dizzy pink-haired girl in his arms, he blinked and thought to himself, "The law of attraction between Stand users is terrifying."

Turning around, he said impatiently, "Aren't you going to help?"

"Oh, right," Josuke snapped out of his trance.

Giorno pouted but didn't move forward.

Summoned Jotaro adjusted his cap, "Yare yare daze... Can you not involve me in these kinds of things next time?"

Transporting people using Time Stop? Too embarrassing.

Acting like this, how am I any different from DIO?

Jon chuckled, "Family is family, and your Time Stop is too useful. Cough, when I get back, I'll buy you a pet dolphin."

Jotaro was silent for a few seconds.

"Deal."

Having settled things with the slightly emotional Jotaro, Jon returned to Trish.

By this time, quite a crowd had gathered at the restaurant entrance.

Jon's eyes twinkled, and he said menacingly, "What are you all looking at? Haven't you seen the mafia kidnapping a minor before? I am the boss of Passione, Diavolo!"

Silence fell over the crowd.

Josuke and Jotaro were too stunned to speak.

Giorno twitched his mouth.

Only this guy could do something so shameless...

Jon's expression didn't change as he carried Trish princess-style through the crowd.

Intimidated by Passione's infamy, no one dared to stop him.

Jon's mouth curled up slightly.

So clever.

Trish had a long, colorful, and surreal dream.

She woke up groggily, scratching her messy hair.

"Where am I?"

"Trish!" Spice Girl, guarding the bedside, was thrilled, "You're finally awake!"

"Spice Girl..."

Seeing her Stand, Trish was slightly taken aback, and many images flashed in her mind.

She suddenly sat up.

"Spice Girl, am I captured?"

"Well..."

Spice Girl's voice was hesitant.

"Captured is captured, but those people don't seem to mean any harm.

"At least, not yet."

It pointed to the bedside table, "Not only have they not restricted your freedom, but they also bought you new clothes."

Trish: ???

Turning her head, her eyes sparkled.

"Gucci's latest collection!"

Being a middle schooler, her mind was still immature.

Faced with such sweet temptation, the pink-haired girl easily gave in.

Spice Girl couldn't help but facepalm and reminded her, "Trish, even if they mean no harm now, it doesn't mean they won't later.

"Just be careful."

"Got it!"

Trish replied while happily changing into her new clothes.

After changing, she even spun around, "How do I look?"

Spice Girl: (⊙_⊙)

What should I do, my girl seems like a fool.

Shaking its head, it said, "Trish, don't you wonder how they knew your size?

"And now isn't the time to be happy.

"The reason they brought you here is obviously related to your father, Solitto Nasso, or as they call him, Diavolo..."

Trish snapped back to reality.

"Right!"

Spice Girl sighed, "Go and find out everything. I'll protect you as much as I can."

"Mm!" Trish nodded.

Putting on her shoes, the girl tiptoed out of the bedroom.

The villa was large.

For a moment, she didn't know where to find anyone.

Spice Girl, following behind Trish, said, "Stay here, don't move. I'll scout ahead."

Trish made an 'OK' gesture.

Though it said it would scout, it just flew around nearby.

Spice Girl pointed to a room to the left, "I hear people talking inside."

Trish understood and jogged to the door.

Before she could knock, the door opened by itself.

A voice inside said, "Come in."

Trish hesitated for a few seconds before cautiously stepping inside.

There were quite a few people in the room.

Besides the handsome guy and the donut-haired one she had seen before, there were some new faces.

Jon cleared his throat, "Risotto, handle the white powder group's issue urgently. If anyone is injured, go upstairs to my brother, Josuke Higashikata, he will heal you."

The assassins present respectfully agreed.

Then Jon turned to Giorno, "GioGio, take them."

Hearing the nickname, Giorno's veins popped out a bit.

But he resigned himself, got up, and led Risotto and the others out.

After the irrelevant people left, Jon smiled warmly, personally pulling a chair for Trish, and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

Trish blushed and remained silent.

Seeing this, Spice Girl stepped in.

"Hey, who are you, and why did you bring Trish here? What's your hidden agenda?

"I warn you, don't get any weird ideas about this girl, or I'll never forgive you!"

So, do all conscious Stands have this issue?

(Little D: Say that again!)

Jon twitched his mouth, "First of all, let me introduce myself, I'm Jon Joestar, the current boss of the 'J' organization.

"As for why I brought Trish here, it's to protect her.

"Because her biological father, Diavolo, is a ruthless beast. If he finds out Trish is looking for him, he will definitely send assassins or come himself... to eliminate her."

The chilling words made Trish shrink her neck.

Spice Girl's tone didn't change, "Even if what you say is true, why would a mafia boss like you kindly take in the daughter of your enemy?

"Let's be clear, what do you want from Trish!"

Uh...

Jon didn't know how to answer.

If Josuke and Giorno hadn't run into you by chance, who would specifically seek you out?

Seeing Jon remain silent, Spice Girl thought it was a sign of guilt, and moved protectively in front of Trish.

"So, you never had good intentions!"

Jon didn't want to waste more words, casually spreading his hands, "Yeah, yeah, you're right."

People who believe in me don't need explanations, and for those who don't, there's no point explaining to them.

Jon is tired.

Jon doesn't want to talk.

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