[JoJo's Bizarre Adventure] The Years I Raised Gigi

After I transmigrated as a JoJo fan, I became a middle-aged woman with a husband and child. Although my family was well-off, comfortably above average for the middle class, I was young and beautiful thanks to taking good care of myself. And my husband, the one I got in this deal, doted on me. If I said east, he wouldn't dream of going west. He was exactly the kind of devoted husband my mom always said was a rare find. But I really wish his name weren't Yoshikage Kira, and that my bargain-bin son weren't named Kira Yoshikage, either. Everyone in the family except me is a villain. To keep my bargain-bin husband from raising our son into a villain who'd spoil him so rotten he'd scatter someone's ashes, I resolutely took charge of raising our boy. “Gigi, as long as you grow up to be a good person, Mommy will still love you!” After decades of devoted care, Gigi seems to have more or less (??) turned out all right. It's just that now he's only in love with his own hands, and he wants to become a doctor. I thought he was heading down the path of his four-balls self from another world line. Then one day, Gigi brought home a young man with a pompadour named Kujos Josuke. I was so shocked I spent the whole day losing my color. “Mom, wake up! The Locacaca in our house is about to bloom!” Theme: Gigi just wants to live a peaceful life