Kira stared at the house, opening the unfamiliar door slowly. He was now in kosaku’s body, entering a new part of his life if he wanted to hide from Jotaro and Josuke.

He watched his own very stance, words, tone, and actions, “..Honey, I’m home.” He called out to Kosaku- his wife, shutting the door behind him. What he didn’t know was that kosaku was not a good husband, or father as he would skip paying rent, lock out his wife’s cat, and didn’t have a good relationship with his son.