Totsuki Genius

"The second was a very great talent for cooking, and now I understand why..."

"As for the third..." Damian looked up.

There was a visibly muscular humanoid being, overall light pink in color, floating above its head.

Its crown is flat, while two sharp triangular shapes resembling cat ears sit on either side of the top of its head. Its eyes comprise cat-like vertical pupils in front of its light-colored sclera.

It has no nose and its thin-lipped mouth is perpetually closed. He wears dark, studded, leather-like, forearm-length gloves, mirrored in style by a garter-belt-like sash at the waist, and ankle-length footwear. His thumbs are also bandaged in white. On the middle phalanx of the index finger is a small red button similar to those found on stereotypical detonators.

Four short spikes line the top of its back. His shoulders, the backs of his hands, his belt buckle, a plate hanging from the front of his groin, both sides of his ankles, and the tops of his feet bear the emblem of a skull with ears similar to his own, in varying sizes and externals. decoration

This was his Stand, Killer Queen, he acquired it during the test to enter passione.

"I gained this incredible power, but getting hit by that damn arrow hurt like hell."

The corner of Damian's eyes twitched as he remembered the pain he felt when he was hit by the arrow.

"I just don't understand why I awakened the same Stand as Kira."

"As far as I can remember, Killer Queen was created to embody both the darkness that surrounded Kira and the strangeness that a cat possesses..."

"How the hell does this apply to me?" Damian muttered in confusion.

"If Jotaro or anyone involved in the fight against Kira in Morioh finds out about me having exactly the same Stand as Yoshikage Kira, I could be in some serious trouble..."

"Fortunately, until today I was very silent when I used it... I wish I had watched Jojo part 5... I only know the names of the characters and the main antagonist and that a lot of shit is going to happen when Giorno Giovanna joins the team I don't know anything else..."

"Shit..." Damian sighed heavily as he looked up at the ceiling.

"On the bright side, Giorno is going to put an end to that fat bastard." Damian laughed as he relaxed in the bath.

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Damian didn't have much luggage, just some clothes, his notebook, a diary, some bath towels and other documents.

After packing his bags, Damian looked at a guitar on the side, and after thinking for a bit, he placed it next to his suitcase.

This guitar was a birthday gift, Arthur paid over $2,000 for it.

"Okay, everything ready, time for bed..."

After confirming that everything was ready, Damian went to sleep.

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The next morning...

Damian woke up early as usual, took a shower, put on a coat he had prepared yesterday, picked up his guitar and walked towards the door pulling his suitcase.

He planned to meet his friends to say goodbye at a restaurant a few minutes away from the airport, so he didn't do anything to eat.

After Damian checked that everything in the mansion was turned off correctly, he left the house, stopped in front of the mansion, smiled and said softly: "Thank you for taking care of me for so many years, Grandpa. Goodbye..." After saying that Damian turned and walked away.

Damian was reincarnated in this world in the body of an orphaned child, he lived on the streets involved in petty theft.

He knew well that despite being a beautiful place, Napolis hid its rot.

He doesn't remember his parents from this world.

A few years ago, he met Arthur, an old retired executive, for some reason he decided to adopt Damian, and has taken care of him since then as if he were his own grandson.

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Trattoria

A small disturbance broke out at one of the restaurant's tables.

"Stop being stupid, Narancia!! I've told you a thousand times that this shit is multiplication!!"

The one who was shouting was a young man with a thin to medium build with spiky hair. He had long bangs running down the right side of his face. Its name is Pannacotta Fugo

"Can you guys stop doing this for just one day? I'm trying to read!"

The speaker was a teenager of above average height and medium build, he has large black irises. He wears uniquely shaped harness with a diagonal grid pattern and arrow-shaped front pointing downwards.

His attire consists of a turtleneck cashmere sweater with a similar design to his hat, tiger-striped leather pants that he uses to store his gun, a thick belt, and boots. His name is Guido Mista.

He was holding a book while complaining.

"There's no point trying to talk to these two, Mista, you know how they get when they start fighting."

The one who spoke just now was a tall, thin man. On his head is a serrated helmet that doubles as a headband. He keeps his hair long and light, dividing it into spikes that angle outward or upward at the ends, making it shoulder-length. He also wears light purple lipstick.

He wears a long, lapelless, dark overcoat with ties that cross his bare chest, dark bell-bottom pants, and black shoes. His belt buckle bears a silver/gold insignia of the letter "A". His name is Leone Abbacchio.

"I know that Abbacchio, but they at least take a break just for today!" Mista spoke as he slammed his hand on the table and pointed at the two fighting next to them.

"Narancia, Fugo, calm down, have you forgotten why we are here?"

The one who spoke just now was an average-sized man with a slender build. He has chin-length black hair with straight bangs covering his forehead. Her hair is adorned with a braid on top of her head and a hair clip topped on each side of her bangs.

His attire consists of an all-white suit covered in small black spoon-like symbols, with an open chest, and zippers in random places. Underneath her jacket is a lace top. His name is Bruno Bucciarati, he is the leader of this group of misfits.

"Uh? Wasn't that supposed to be for coffee?" The person asking was a teenager with a medium height and a slender body. He has a childlike face and messy dark hair with bangs over his eyes.

He sports a thin, dark vest and pants. He has lighter accessories, including a bandana, bracelets, and short skirt. His name is Narancia Ghirga.

"Damn Narancia! Did you even forget that!?" Fugo shouted at Narancia.

"Uh? And it wasn't?" Narancia asked confused.

"Narancia, we are here to say goodbye to Damian." Bucciarati spoke.

"That's right! He's going to Japan!" Narancia spoke as if he had just remembered.

"Stupid boy..." Fugo muttered.

"Huh? Did you say anything Fugo?" Narancia asked as he grabbed his pocket knife.

"It's nothing. Bucciarati, when is Damian actually going to arrive?" Fugo asked as he sat down again.

"I've already arrived, and I see that you're already excited at this time of the morning." Damian spoke with a smile as he sat down in one of the empty chairs.

"Damian! Why are you going to Japan!?" Narancia asked.

"You could say that was my grandfather's last request." Damian spoke while looking at the menu.

"My condolences for Mr. Arthur..." Bucciarati said.

"Oh stop it! Let's eat! Today it's all on me! You can waste it!" Damian spoke with a smile.

"Really? Know that you're going to leave here without a penny in your pocket. Waiter!" Abbacchio spoke with a wicked smile as he called for the waiter.

What followed was a very lively breakfast where Damian explained more about why he was going to Japan, the breakfast ended with Narancia and Fugo trying to kill each other.

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"Know that you are always welcome to come back." Bucciarati spoke as he shook Damian's hand.

"Bucciarati is right, don't forget to come back and see us." Abbacchio spoke as he wrapped an arm around Damian's shoulder.

"Besides, you're going to have to show us how much better you've gotten at cooking." Fugo spoke.

"Don't talk like I'm leaving forever, I'm coming for the summer holidays." Damian spoke as he jumped Bucciarati's hand, he slapped Abbacchio's arm that was on his shoulders and turned and left.

"Arrivederci ragazzi!! See you soon." Damian shouted as he walked away.

"Don't forget you still owe me some pudding!!" Narancia shouted.

"I'll make it up to ten if you want when I get back!"

"COMBINED!!"

An interesting fact about his powers, they manifest as a stand, so normal people can't see his tattoos.

Only Stand users can see their tattoos when they appear.

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After saying goodbye to his friends, Damian punched a random guy who tried to rob him, took a taxi and headed to the airport.

A few minutes later he got out of the taxi after a quick 'conversation' with the driver who tried to charge him more than he should have.

"What awaits me in Japan?" Damian asked himself as he got on his flight.

"First class, right?" He muttered as he sat down in his seat.

Because of the high price, there weren't many people traveling in first class.

"Let's see... I'm going to finish watching The Lord of the Rings..." He muttered as he started watching.

As he watched, he could hear a female voice beside him.

When he turned to look, he saw a beautiful woman dressed in a Kosode sitting next to him.

He was so focused on the movie that he didn't even notice the moment she sat down next to him.

Noticing Damian's gaze, the woman turned her face and said in Japanese, "Hello."

(This woman looks familiar to me...)

Seeing that Damian continued to look at her dazedly without responding, the woman thought he didn't understand and said in broken Italian, "C-ciao."

Damian suddenly came to his senses and responded in Japanese with a smile.

"Hello."

"Eh?! You speak Japanese?!"

"Yes, my grandfather made me learn when I was little."

"Ugh... That's amazing. You can speak Japanese so well at such a young age."

Damian laughed and replied warmly, "Hahaha~ If I didn't go, my grandfather would have beaten me."

"He always told me that one of his old friends was Japanese, so I had to learn it in case I ever met him."

"Really? Anyway, can you tell me why you're going to Japan?"

"Of course, I'm going to study."

The woman nodded and said, "I understand, but which school are you going to?"

"Totsuki Academy..."

"Tōtsuki?!"

"Did I say something wrong?"

The woman's eyes opened, and she said with a look of surprise, "What a coincidence, I'm a Tōtsuki graduate!"

Damian was stunned, the feeling that he had seen this woman before was getting stronger and stronger.

Although Damian guessed a little, he still said, "Really?"

"Yes! My name is Inui Hinako, a Tōtsuki graduate!!"

(Ohh! Who knew I would meet her now?)

(But shouldn't she be running her restaurant?)

"And what are you doing here in Napolis, Mrs. Hinako? Have you come to open a Japanese food restaurant? I'm sure it would be successful."

(Although I would have to talk to Bucciarati to protect her and the restaurant.)

(Despite being a very beautiful place, Napolis can be quite dangerous for an innocent woman like her.)

"No, I already have a restaurant in Tokyo. It's a Japanese food store called Kirinoya."

"That's pretty cool, but from what I can see, you must be the head chef at your restaurant, right?"

"Why did you come alone then?" Damian asked curiously.

"It's because I won a seven-day trip to Napolis. I couldn't miss that opportunity." She replied.

"How was your stay here?"

"It was incredible! I was able to taste several specialties here, plus the view of the sea from the hotel room I was staying in was incredible!"

"I'm glad to hear that-"

"Unfortunately, I was robbed today... Fortunately the hotel had already sent my bag to the airport. My most important things are there" She sighed a little sadly.

"Erm... Can you describe to me what the man looked like?" Damian asked with a forced smile.

"Yes, he was..." Hinako replied describing the man.

(So it's really that bastard who's been robbing tourists!) Damian thought as he remembered a certain man.

"I didn't think you were a student yet. You give off a sense of maturity that shouldn't come from someone your age." She spoke while looking at Damian.

"Well, about that, a lot of things happened..." Damian said.

(You have to be smart so no one outsmarts you.)

"Are you excited to study at Totsuki?" Hinako asked.

"Well, my expectations are high." Damian replied with a smile as he closed his notebook.

"I'm sure that with your appearance you'll be quite successful there, fufufu~" Hinako said.

"I feel like you're some kind of fraud..." Damian spoke as he looked strangely at Hinako.

"Eh?! No!"

(End of chapter)

This is probably the fourth time I've rewritten this chapter, luckily I've finally come to the conclusion of what I want for her future Jojo arc part 5.

Yes, I'm going to swap the shitty Africa trip arc from this fic for a Jojo part 5 arc.

Arrivederci ragazzi = Goodbye guys

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