[JoJo's Bizarre Adventure] I Look Like a Weasel, So They Think I'm a Villain Savior

In this life, he was born a blond boy, and every day he watched his mother get drunk, go berserk, and beat up her husband.

Well, he didn't know why, but his mother in this life had an absurdly powerful build. She was covered in ridiculously bulky muscles, and her hobby was coming home and beating up her blond husband. Her only redeeming quality was that she didn't hit the kids.

Ahem. Anyway... One day, after getting beaten up, her husband ran away, and her drinking finally did her in too.

Before she died, she told him, "I have a younger sister. She recently remarried the owner of a racetrack. I want you to seize that man's fortune!"

Her eyes were filled with venomous resentment as she grabbed his arm.

"My weak sister and useless nephew will be completely outplayed by that man's two children. You have to crush them beneath your heel!"

Right on cue, thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, setting the mood for a villain's conspiracy.

...There was no need for the weather to be so cooperative!

Anyway, he still went to his aunt's home, the Joestar estate, where he met Diego, whose clothes were obviously expensive, and his two stepsiblings, Jonathan and Johnny, who were clearly dressed to impress. He suddenly looked impoverished, and his good mood at becoming the wealthy Joestar's adopted son vanished too.

...Damn this world of rich people who only know how to show off!

Before long, he was like a salted fish, lying flat in this luxurious world of the rich, while the wealthy Joestar's high-intensity equestrian training roasted him into a fish cake.

Jonathan felt a kindred spirit in him and was moved to tears by their shared suffering.

He unilaterally declared them best friends.

He still hadn't realized anything was wrong when his peaceful daily life ended. A man dressed as a priest had already fixed a feverish gaze on him, raising goosebumps all over his skin by the ton.

"Lord DIO, we've finally met again..."

The man knelt and pressed his face to the back of his hand. The damp sensation made him realize something was terribly wrong, and he froze completely.

One thought played on repeat in his mind: Damn, his tears got on my hand. Get off me!

He had only just managed to shake off the revulsion the man had inspired when a blond office worker with a strange accent appeared out of nowhere, taking a familiar photo of a brown-haired woman from his pocket.

"Hello, my name is Yoshikage Kira..."

He was quickly interrupted. A spirit appeared in the photo and started yelling at the man.

"Son, kill him! This man kept muttering about something... resurrection, the Heaven Plan! He must be planning to use me to threaten you into handing over the Joestar fortune. By the way, have you seized the Joestar fortune yet...? Heh heh, looks like you've already succeeded. Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh."

Sorry, I haven't succeeded at all. Don't get so excited yet!

Theme: Slowly pushed into the role of a villainous savior