The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.4

Joshu's Folly

"Sure, okay." You didn't mind leaving the group of look-a-likes. "But what about Yasuho?" She was the reason you had rushed over, after all. You wanted to make sure she was okay first.

Joshu rubbed the underside of his nose, smirking to himself.  Were you really that concerned about his feelings for Yasuho? While he certainly still liked her, he wouldn't mind putting those feelings aside for a moment if it meant a chance to get it on with you. "You don't have to worry about Yasuho."

"Really? That's a relief." You let the person you originally assumed was Gappy continue dragging you away from the crowd. Although, you were starting to wonder if it could instead be the Stand user taking advantage of their Stand's ability. If it happened to be the latter, you were sure you wouldn't have much of a problem dealing with them.

Joshu went into the nearest building and headed straight for the bathrooms, he found a 'closed for cleaning' sign and hung it on the doorknob. He made sure to turn the lock in place once you were inside.

You eyed the urinals on the wall, wondering why he'd pick a bathroom of all places. "Well, I guess we won't have to worry about anyone else showing up for now." Not that this really solved anything. Dio also seemed to be taking his sweet time in the void room.

You heard what sounded like clothes dropping against the tiled floor. Next thing you knew, you were being pushed against the bathroom wall, your shirt suddenly starting to fall apart. The person wasn't Gappy, but judging by the fact that their Stand didn't seem to be origami related, they weren't the original attacker, either. An accomplice, perhaps?

You quickly turned around while using one hand to keep most of the pieces of your shirt in place. The first thing you noticed was that the man's pants and underwear were bunched up around the ankles. His junk was on clear display.

"(Y/N)~! I lo~ve you!" Joshu started leaning in closer, not seeming to notice your look of utter disgust. He was genuinely excited as you began lifting one of your legs, only for you to kick him straight in the groin.

He let out a pained scream as he dropped down to his knees.

You glared down at him. "Who are you? Who are you working with?"

"What...?" Mumbled Joshu. Then he figured that this must be some sort of role play thing. It was going a little rougher than he'd typically prefer, but he wasn't completely opposed to trying new things.

"Yeah... so, I think the others are all affected, too." Dio took form next to you. His eyes narrowed a smidge at the sight of a half naked person crouched on the ground. He could at least tell that you were the one standing.

Dio froze time and turned to you, waiting for some kind of explanation.

"They're a Stand user. They could be working with the Stand user we're being attacked by." You examined the distorted face of the person on the floor. "They starting taking their pants off and saying they loved me. Their Stand made my clothes fall apart..."

"Another stalker, maybe?" Mused Dio. You had had quite a large amount of stalkers in your lifetime, after all. Probably even more so in this universe thanks to your popularity from the race. You had happened across the occasional crazy fan for the first couple of decades after the race's end. It had been a while, though.

Dio moved behind Joshu, grabbed the back of his head, and then slammed it into the ground. He didn't feel like wasting time with this one.

After time unfroze, Joshu stayed slumped on the bathroom floor. He was now unconscious.

"I was trying to question him, but this is fine, I guess." You didn't feel like waiting for this creep to wake up. You needed to find Yasuho and Gappy, anyway.