—Josuke Higashikata

Josuke and Okuyasu were sitting in the patrol car, chatting and eating hamburgers while patrolling the streets. It was a rather dull night, like most. There wasn't much they could do; things were usually quite quiet in Morioh... And when something did happen, it wasn't too difficult for either of them to deal with. Most crimes and incidents were committed by ordinary civilians; it was rare for someone with a Stand to appear. So there they were, the two men chatting and laughing about past experiences, like the time Okuyasu had slipped while chasing a boy who had stolen a purse.

They laughed as they reminisced about their school days and all the challenges they faced at such a young age. Now, both were police officers, still keeping Morioh and its residents safe, occasionally spending time with Koichi and his fiancée, Yukako.

Out of nowhere, amidst the soft chirping of cicadas and the gentle murmur of the radio, came the ferocious roar of a motorcycle speeding past, shattering the calm of the night and alerting the two young men, who, with excited smiles, set the patrol car in motion to chase the motorcycle; tranquility was fine, but a little action wouldn't hurt once in a while.