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Japanese Name: 帰蝶 濃姫
Romanized Name: Kichou Nohime
Nickname: Kiiyan (by friends/family)
Namesake: Lady Nō (: 濃姫, : Nōhime, Nohime), also known as Kichō (帰蝶), was the legal wife of Oda Nobunaga, a major daimyo during the Sengoku Period of Japanese History. Her proper name was Kichō, but since she came from , she is most commonly referred to as Nōhime. She was renowned for her beauty and cleverness.
S T A N D
The Oiran
The Oiran is a humanoid Stand resembling a traditional Japanese woman wearing white kimono. Although it has a mouthless face with two yellow glowing eyes and has has some kind of scar in each eye running diagonally. It has white hair in a half up-half down bun on top.
The Oiran had manifested during Kichou's young age thinking of it as a guardian spirit who protects her. It manifests on it's own will when Kichou feels lonely or anxious and plays *koto to calm her down. I also manifests well during battles but instead of bringing koto, it brings it's samurai sword which can inflict harm against enemies.
CHAPTER 01: KICHOU NOHIME
"Good Morning Jojo." The white haired 17 years old girl politely greeted as the unusually tall muscular 17-year old boy looked at her with curiosity just like every morning when they found themselves on the usual same path they go to school.
Jotaro Kujo couldn't fathom how this girl doesn't basically annoys him. Maybe because she's dainty and ladylike? He doesn't really know. He easily gets annoyed over the high pitched voice of women, even his own mother, yet he found the soft spoken lady albeit different.
"Good morning." He curtly replied, adjusting his hat to cover his eyes. He would always find himself responding to her greetings and sometimes, his eyes would drift towards the violet eyed beauty.
Yare Yare. He thought to himself as he was started to get swarmed by pesky women from her school. And he hated it.
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"Goodbye Jojo, see you tomorrow." Kichou slightly waved over the black haired young man who had a big frown over his face as she found him hiding behind one of the trees on the campus, smoking his cigarette.
"Yeah." The boy grunted in reply as he adjusted his cap. With words enough said, Kichou proceeded to walk away from her classmate and started her journey on her way home.
The young lady had always been modest, conservative, polite and highly intelligent as what her classmates and friends described her to be. Maybe because her family imposes Japanese Values among their household members which prompted her to be very ladylike and poise.
As Kichou walk on her usual way home, she found herself looking at a convenience store.
'An ice cream before going home wont hurt.' She mentally says to herself as she brought her favorite matcha ice cream.
Inside the store, there were two men, about late 20s looking at her with dirty looks in their eyes. The man with blonde dyed hair whistled at her as she walked by the counter.
"Hey, lady. Your legs are so pretty. It would look prettier if my head will be in between them." Both of them laughed at their dirty joke. Unknowingly, a certain stand had manifested itself as Kichou started to sweat bullets. She hated swines like them.
After buying her ice cream, she noticed that the two men were following her. Throwing disgusting pick-up lines which made her shudder. The Oiran, her stand, which had already manifested, gripped her samurai so tight, seemingly holding itself from lashing out.
Upon passing an alley, the two men suddenly pulled her into the dark alley which caused her to squeal.
"Don't move!" The brown haired man threatened as he put on a sharp knife near her throat. The young woman started to fear for her life. From the back of her mind, she knew that if she uses her stand, she might kill these people.
"Woah! What a great catch boys!" Another two men appeared as they walked towards the other two holding her. Pulling her further into the dark alley, the men started groping her from everywhere. The Oiran started to unsheath her samurai when suddenly...
"Oi, pigs, what are you doing." A familiar deep voice made everyone stop, including her stand as she had the chance to call out his name.
"Jojo!"
"Nothing man! We are just enjoying here, now go on before we break your neck." One of them taunted as they tried to shoo the guy. Jojo's eyes widened in anger as he heard their excuse.
At this point, he no longer had mercy to these thugs. How dare they hurt women, especially someone like her. He threw in himself as he started beating the guys to oblivion. Suddenly, he noticed a purple humanoid fingers overlapping his hands. His eyes widen as he stopped moving, observing the purple spiritlike creature hovering her.
"Jojo, watch out!!" A female voice panicked as Kichou ran toward's Jojo's back defending him using her spirit. Jojo looked at her with wide eyes as a white lady in kimono revealed herself to him and in her point of view, it looks like the spirit was protecting Kichou as it had her between it's long white arms. In front of her, the spirit protectively placed her samurai.
Jojo didn't know what's happening but he knew he had to finish this fight before anything else.
"Nohime, stay near me." He ordered as he rained down series of punches towards the two. The purple thing hovering above his skin materialized into a purple humanoid with a sinister smirk over it's face. By the time, he landed the last punch, the guys are bruised and beaten to unconciousness.
His eyes drifted back to the opponent behind him to take care of them, but as he looked at them, he found them bleeding over with moderately deep cuts over their body.
He then quickly took Kichou on his arms as to protect her as he noticed the spirit looming over him.
"Oiran!" The girl says as the white humanoid spirit in kimono floated in front of them, as if protecting them two. The two had a stare down for a moment as The Oiran transformed her samurai into a koto. As The Oiran played two notes of what they noticed was the Senbonzakura, both spirits disappeared into thin air which caused Jojo's knees to buckle in shock and confusion.
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The bruised girl waited at the police station as she had already took the responsibility to call Jojo's mother. She was trying to calm herself as she trembled in her seat. Unseen by everybody aside her, the Oiran kept her presence beside her, playing what she recognized to be a solo version of Tenkyuu, one of the Japanese Traditional Songs she would hear as a child.
She was calmed a bit by the guardian spirit who always stood by her side ever since her mother died.
"Where is he?! Jotaro?!" A woman dramatically entered with a worried face. Kichou immediately stood up to greet the woman in which The Oiran followed suit.
"Hello, Mrs. Kujo, I'm Jojo's classmate, Kichou Nohime." The girl greeted with a deep bow.
"Oh! Thank goodness a pretty girl is with Jojo. Tell me how many?" The Kujo matriarch dramatically touched her cheek?.How many?! What?
"What do you mean---" The girl asked yet she was interrupted by the woman's squeal.
"I don't wanna hear it! I don't wanna hear it!"
Kichou smiled confusedly as one of the officers who both found them with Kichou still on Jojo's large arms.
"Hello, Ma'am, are you Jotaro Kujo's mother?" The police officer asked.
"H-How many is it?" The Kujo matriarch was about to cry as the officers looked at her confused. "How many people has my Jotaro killed?!" She asked again in a worried high pitched voice.
"Um, but who... who said that he...?" The confused officer looked at the girl who they found along with Jotaro. Kichou shook her head as she still looked at the matriarch confused.
"No! Don't say it! I don't wanna know." Is this why Jojo always curses women who had high pitched voices? Kichou asked herself as she just observed the woman.
"He-He didn't kill anybody, Mrs. Kujo. He just got in a fight with four thugs to save me." Kichou said putting her five fingers to her chest, emphasizing herself.
"Um, I'm really sorry, what's your name again, dear?" She asks.
"Kichou Nohime, ma'am." Kichou introduced as she lowered herself in a bow.
"Yes, He was in a fight. Four punks with nunchako and knives... One was even a former boxer. They had 15 bones broken between them! Your son busted their balls--er, put them in the hospital. This lady here was found with him and she claims that he protected her from the four who was harassing her." the officer said, informing the mother.
"Oh, dear. Are you okay?!" The Kujo mother transferred her focus to the young girl with white hair who had patched head and cheek.
"Yes, Mrs. Kujo, Thanks to Jojo."
"However, he had done excessive damage to the thugs so he must be shown the severity of his actions." The officer reprimanded the matriarch.
"Why, yes sir!" Mrs. Kujo agreed.
"But, what happened after that...! Well, your son is very... strange."
The two woman was lead down to the cells where the young Jotaro was confined. Holly Kujo, or Seiko, as what she prefers to be called, held the young woman's hand as a support. Apparently, the Kujo mother had been raising Jotaro alone as his father was a Jazz Musician who's always travelling abroad.
"Hey, Kujo! Rise and shine! Your mother and girlfriend is here to take you home! Get out of here." The officer announced as Kichou blushed but it quickly died as the other officer called.
"Jojo! How many times do we have to tell you to leave?!" Other officer banged the cell bars. Jojo looked at them with a big frown on his face which looks intimidating. The two officers quickly shut up.
"Go home, mom. Take Nohime-san with you. I'm staying here for a while." This got Mrs. Kujo's attention. "I've got an evil spirit in me, mom. And I don't know what he'll make me do. That fight... I had a hard time stopping this thing. And that's why... I can't be let out of this cage."
The officers complained about his reason in which Seiko-san sighed her son's name.
"Jojo, I told you it's not an evil spirit." Kichou said a bit louder as the young man looked at her in the eyes but said nothing among the testaments coming from the people rooming with him.
"Is that enough for you? If you still think you can release me... Let me show you how scary it can get." He said with a grim look, still listening to Kichou yet not responding to her explanation.
"Jojo---" Suddenly, a purple hand quickly took one of the officer's gun. The officer's started fussing as Seiko-san tightened her grip over Kichou's hand.
"I told you what's in me... An evil spirit!" He argued.
"Jojo no---"
"You can't just see it! Watch this." He then turned the pistol into his head and clicked the fire.
"Jotaro no!" The two women exclaimed as the white haired girl summoned The Oiran. Opening their eyes, the bullet had been caught by the purple humanoid in with the Oiran looming over, as if watching out to see what happens.
"Behind me, but unseen. It bound itself to me not long ago." Jotaro looked behind him in which Holly can see a purple figure behind her sons back. She could also see the kimono clad spirit which manifested out of Kichou.
My father Joseph has mysterious powers, too but... What happened to my son and this girl?!