JoJo's bizarre adventure: Scarlett legacy

"Urrghh!!! Fu*k me sideways, can't I just have a normal day for once?"

Ethan grunted as he woke from his nightmare.

He slowly got out of the bed but felt an unexpected resistance, turning to check the issue he sighed in frustration.

"How is that possible???"

The bed was covered in long silver hair with small tints of blond, A moment later he realized it was his but what stood out even more was his physique.

Ethan had never exercised a day in his life for the sake of taking care of his body yet he always had a naturally lean, muscular physique.

However, his current form was different more refined, toned, and chiseled, as if sculpted to perfection.

"Judging by these patient like garments Rosalina change my attire...it is what it is"

He soon approached the door, opened it, and found himself walking down a hallway.

He continued until he reached a kitchen, where he noticed Rosalina wearing headphones while making breakfast.

'is she so distracted that she can't see me'

Ethan removed a button from his trousers and flicked it at Rosalina.

However.. he missed, his eyes widened as the button shot past her and pierced the wall behind her.

Cracks spread from the point of impact, the sheer force of the collision leaving a visible dent.

Startled, Ethan stared at his hands searching for any changes.

"Oh... I didn't notice you were there. Is that you, Ethan?" Rosalina said as she removed her headphones, turning to look at him.

The longer she stared, the more her expression shifted.

A drop of saliva escaped her lips as she took in his appearance.

He was taller, more refined, and his once black irises had lost their pigment, now shining a pure gold with a swirl of red.

He didn't just look handsome he radiated a seductive, almost devilish charm.

Ethan looked at her and said, "Is this normal? I can hear better, see better, think more clearly… I can even smell better.

You emit a sweet, rosy scent... Rosalina I don't know what's happening to me."

As he slowly approached Rosalina, the scent grew stronger.

At first, he assumed it was perfume, but there was something more complex beneath it.

His enhanced senses soon grasped the nature of the smell , it wasn't just a fragrance he was smelling pheromones... What he didn't know is that these were pheromones of desire.

"I... I don't know. Hamon enhances what is already there," Rosalina said, instinctively taking a step back as Ethan approached.

She hesitated before continuing: "Your awakening of Hamon must have influenced the changes that were already happening because of your Stand."

Ethan kept moving forward until Rosalina's back pressed against the wall, Leaning in closer, he locked eyes with her and muttered:

"What do we do now? Is there a doctor for this stuff or something?"

Rosalina looked away in shame instead of replying immediately.

After a brief pause, she finally said: "We can't do anything, I had to call in a favor to patch you up… If someone finds out that I taught you Hamon, there will be consequences."

Ethan frowned, stepping even closer. "What do you mean… consequences?" His voice was low, serious. "Rosalina, what happened yesterday… after I got shot?"

Rosalina hesitated before meeting his gaze. "Ethan… that was three days ago. I couldn't get you to a hospital in time, so I called in a favor."

Ethan's mind reeled. 'Okay… seeing Nox felt like mere minutes, and now she's telling me it's been days? This doesn't make sense.'

Rosalina took a deep breath before explaining. "Teaching Hamon to outsiders is strictly forbidden for agents of the Speedwagon Foundation, It's an offense punishable by death.

so I paid someone to forcefully awaken the sparks of Hamon in you and I took it from there"

Rosalina explained that she had paid someone to awaken the sparks of Hamon within Ethan, these sparks are what determine a person's potential to harness and control Hamon.

Once they were ignited, she forcefully guided his body to learn the flow of Hamon, accelerating his healing far beyond normal limits.

'why is his scent so intoxicating, why is he moving closer and closer....no we can't do that...yet'

"Rosalina," Ethan called out, but seeing she was lost in thought, he snapped his fingers and added: "The pancakes are burning, and your eggs are losing moisture."

"SH*T!!!"

Rosalina quickly freed herself from Ethan's grasp and rushed to the stove in a panic, She hastily plated the food and shoved a portion into his hands.

Despite the fact that it looked completely inedible, she didn't seem to care.

"Rosalina... this looks like dog food no that's an insult even dog food looks better"

Ethan took a portion of the food and put it in his mouth, hesitating for a moment before forcing himself to chew.

"Wow... this is bad, how can you live alone and not know how to cook"

The moment the pancake hit Ethan's mouth, everything became dry.

It was hard to chew like rubber and the charred taste made it worse, he struggled to swallow, his senses overwhelmed by the unpleasant texture.

As he chewed, he felt Hamon coursing through his body rapidly.

A bizarre sensation swept over him, he felt full yet somehow still hungry at the same time, as if his body was demanding more despite having eaten.

He glanced at Rosalina, trying to ignore the odd feeling as he asked: "So, do you live in this penthouse alone or... something else?"

"Weren't you mocking my food?" Rosalina slightly shouted, surprising Ethan. She quickly composed herself before continuing:

"I'm still learning how to cook!"

She then softened her tone, explaining: "I own the whole apartment, but this floor is for my personal use.

Do you think I could carry bodies here without being noticed under normal circumstances?"

'The sweet smell... disappeared but the more I talk or get closer to her it gets stronger'

"Where's my car and brief case " said Ethan as he continued to eat with difficulty.

"Your car is safe and secured in the parking lot"

The duo ate in silence, one stealing glances while the other minded his own business, lost in thought as he explored his changes.