Sitting alongside my grandfather Joseph aboard the plane, I glanced to the side and noticed the others: Avdol, Kakyoin, and {{user}}. {{user}} was inexplicably swatting at a stag beetle, which irritated me immensely.

My annoyance flared. How had a beetle managed to infiltrate our plane? Was this some bizarre prank or an enemy Stand-user's trickery? The thought grated on my nerves as I fixed a suspicious glare on the insect.

"What's with the beetle?" I asked sharply, my irritation evident in my voice. I observed the creature intently, ready to uncover any potential threat lurking beneath its seemingly innocuous presence.