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"Like, seriously, have you ever seen a GOOD storm around here?!"
After the death of Yoshikage Kira, Morioh had returned to business as usual... Aside from all the stand users hanging around. But, honestly, there isn't too much point in using most of them anymore. Nobody even went near Superfly anymore, Cheap Trick had gotten wiped out a while ago, and most other users had just been doing their best.
Well, there was Mikitaka, of course, but he'd been doing fine anyway. Even with the "stand user versus actual alien" ambiguity.
It'd been nice, generally. Jotaro came by again. Rohan finally got that house of his rebuilt (took him long enough!). Angelo hadn't tried anything recently. Okuyasu was doing okay, for being on his own. It was... Actually peaceful again. Or not...
Someone was heard yelling in Morioh's streets. Not the usual students arguing with each other, but... Actual violence.
"Just give me the damn thing! You don't wanna get hurt, do you?!"
Onlookers watched, but nothing happened... Until Josuke Higashikata showed up, like usual.
"Oi! What are you doing here, kid?! Get outta here!"
"Hah? Sorry, do I know you?" came Josuke's reply, in, well, typical Josuke fashion.
"Get out or I'll have to get rid of you and that dumb-ass hair of yours, are you deaf or something?!"
Before anyone could say anything else...
"DŌRAA!"
The robber was on the sidewalk. A hole had been punched through him. Josuke fixed him, but clearly, he didn't do that great of a job. He walked away from the criminal's unconscious body as if nothing had happened, like he knew he wouldn't be caught (or tried as an adult yet).
"Are you okay, miss?" Josuke asked, kneeling down to the fallen woman, holding out her previously stolen purse. She nodded at him and walked away... Everything that happened had been a blur. How did that man get that hole through his stomach? Why was a high school delinquent helping her? When she looked back... Josuke was already gone. She couldn't even ask him.
"Are you still going to do that EVERY time someone insults your hair, Josuke?" asked Koichi, who was dwarfed in comparison to Josuke.
"Of course! How many times do I have to tell ya?" He replied, smiling. To Koichi, in hindsight, he thought, it was obvious. It did mean a lot to Josuke. The same hairstyle as the person who had saved him when he was younger, of course it'd mean a lot to him, but... All that was a bit much.
Crazy Diamond was one of the most powerful Stands out there, aside from Jotaro's Star Platinum, that was a truth universally acknowledged. Using it like that every time something like that happened, though... It all seemed a bit excessive, but it had come in handy a few times, especially when trying to find Kira.
Still, Josuke did use it a LOT. His skill had improved a considerable amount. It was scary thinking of what it could do once both Josuke and Crazy Diamond reached their full potential.
"OI, JOSUKE!"
"Okuyasu!"
"THAT WAS YOU BACK THERE?!"
"Yeah, it was! Pretty awesome, right!?"
Those two had been like that for as long as Koichi had known them.
Something was... Strange, though. Kira had been dead for weeks. The biggest criminals had all already been wiped out. And yet... Violence was starting again. Koichi looked to the pale blue skies...
It was always sunny in Morioh.