I just want to quietly draw manga Chapter 364(2in1)

Late December

As December drew to a close, Evermark officially announced that Code Geass Season 2 was now under production. With the second season officially underway, Haruki, Kazuya, and Masafumi had reduced the time they spent working on Haruki’s original anime pipeline, which was nearly complete. Only minor tests remained for scaling long-term animation production.

With Code Geass in full production mode, Haruki had become even busier. Even during the festival season, his schedule remained packed. Kotone had gone to Osaka for the holidays, which turned his already minimal social life back to zero and shifted his focus entirely to anime and manga.

Meanwhile, Fullmetal Alchemist was nearing the end of its first season. The anime adaptation had been successful, becoming one of the year’s biggest releases and competing with older, established titles across multiple networks.

At the same time, the Fullmetal manga was reaching its final battle arc, and JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders had finally arrived in Egypt.

Takuya’s Apartment

Takuya sat at his desk, laptop open, snacks within arm’s reach.

He’d been reading JoJo in chunks lately. Since Muzishiro had gone with an episodic battle format for Stardust Crusaders, Takuya had adjusted his reading style to match. One Stand battle per sitting. It made avoiding spoilers harder, but he managed.

He’d heard people talking about the latest chapter online. “Pretty bizarre,” they said. Though someone added, “Not that bizarre compared to the rest of JoJo.”

Takuya cracked his knuckles. “Let’s see what Muzishiro cooked up this time.”

He opened Shroud Line and clicked on the latest chapter.

The chapter opened with a manga page inside the manga.

A bus getting into an accident. Two brothers—Zenyatta and Mondatta—standing safely on the sidewalk, watching it happen.

Takuya leaned forward slightly. “A prediction Stand? Okay, that’s interesting. How are they supposed to beat someone who can see the future?”

He scrolled down.

The brothers arrived in Aswan. New pages appeared in Mondatta’s manga, showing the Stardust Crusaders drinking poisoned tea. All of them collapsed. Dead.

Takuya frowned at the art style. “Why does the prediction comic look like a kid drew it? Even by JoJo standards, this is weird.”

The brothers started celebrating early, laughing and patting each other on the back like they’d already won.

“Is this… a gag chapter?” Takuya muttered.

At the café, Joseph, Polnareff, and Jotaro sat down to order tea. Avdol and Kakyoin were still recovering from their injuries.

Joseph suddenly spoke up, his tone serious. “Listen. We’re in enemy territory. This is Dio’s domain. Who knows when our enemies will attack. We need to be cautious. Someone could easily poison us.”

Polnareff blinked. “Are you serious?”

“From now on,” Joseph declared, “we drink only from bottles and cans.”

They switched their order to Coke.

Takuya snorted. “Joseph’s paranoia is going to save them, isn’t it?”

On the next page, Zenyatta started panicking. The prediction was already going wrong.

“I have to trust my brother’s predictions,” Zenyatta muttered to himself. “They’re never wrong. Never.”

Joseph complained that the Coke was warm. Still paranoid, he suggested they go to a different café.

They left.

The café they were heading toward suddenly caught fire. Polnareff had tossed a lit cigarette without looking, and it landed in a pile of trash near the building.

“Oops,” Polnareff said.

Takuya burst out laughing. “Of course it was Polnareff. Of course.”

They went back to the original café and sat down again. This time, they ordered tea.

Just as they were about to drink, Iggy jumped onto the table and ate a nearby customer’s cake. Chaos erupted. The Stardust Crusaders immediately spit out their tea and bolted after the dog.

Mondatta shouted, “Damn it! They were about to swallow the poison! What happens next?!”

Zenyatta flipped through the prediction comic frantically. “It hasn’t appeared yet. But the comic wasn’t wrong. Thoth sees the near future. We’ll get them next time.”

While reading this, Takuya couldn’t stop laughing.

“What is this? Why did I even expect something serious in the first place?”

The brothers followed the Crusaders at a distance.

New pages appeared in Mondatta’s manga.

The bad guys got in their car and headed to the hospital to see their injured friends. Zenyatta made a bomb out of an orange and planted it in the car. Jotaro stuck his finger in to peel it. BOOM. His head split in two. Blood everywhere.

Mondatta started his weird laugh. “My Stand, Thoth, only sees the near future. But once a prediction is printed, it can’t be changed. Ever. Jotaro will blow up three seconds after he touches that orange. It’s destiny. There’s no way out.”

Takuya leaned back. “Okay, so this is getting darker. Jotaro’s about to—wait, there’s no way Muzishiro kills him off mid-arc.”

Zenyatta went to plant the bomb in the Crusaders’ car, but just as he approached, Joseph and Polnareff walked up.

Panicking, Zenyatta activated his Stand.

“My Stand, Khnum, lets me transform into anyone. Height, weight, scent—I can copy it all. Even clothing.”

He transformed into Jotaro.

Joseph looked at him. “You said you were going straight to the hospital.”

Fake-Jotaro scratched his head. “I forgot my wallet. Came back for it.”

Polnareff shrugged. “We’re heading there anyway. Let’s all go together.”

They got into the car.

Takuya’s eyes widened. “Oh no. He’s disguised as Jotaro. And the prediction shows Jotaro blowing up. So he’s going to—”

He kept scrolling.

Joseph glanced at “Jotaro” in the backseat. “What happened to your school uniform?”

Zenyatta stammered. “Oh, my outfit. I mean… my uniform…”

Takuya muttered, “He’s already screwing this up.”

As the car drove toward the hospital, Zenyatta realized the horrible truth. According to the prediction, he was the one who would explode.

He tried to casually toss the orange out the window.

Iggy immediately jumped out, retrieved it, and brought it back.

Zenyatta’s internal panic was palpable even through the page.

Polnareff turned around, cigarette dangling from his mouth. “Jotaro… you’re acting weird today. Where’s your usual cool self? You’re not actually… a fake, are you?”

Joseph narrowed his eyes.

Zenyatta forced himself to use Jotaro’s voice. Deep. Steady. “I’m fine.”

Polnareff lit his cigarette and leaned back. “Hey, Jotaro. Show me that trick you taught me.”

He demonstrated, pulling a lit cigarette into his mouth without burning himself.

Joseph nodded, impressed. “You’ve gotten better at that.”

Zenyatta exhaled in relief. “Oh, that trick. Yeah. I know how to do that.”

Polnareff grinned. “All right! Now do the one with five cigarettes!”

Zenyatta froze.

Five?

Takuya couldn’t stop laughing. “This is definitely one of the most bizarre episodes out there.”

Zenyatta shoved five cigarettes into his mouth at once, barely managing not to choke.

Takuya paused mid-scroll. "Wait, do they know he's fake? Are they messing with him?" He shook his head. "No. This is Joseph and Polnareff. They're both thick as a wall."

Zenyatta clutched his stomach. “I just… feel a bit under the weather…”

Inside his head: Crap. I know their type. They’re going to interrogate me until they figure out I’m an imposter. And if they do, they’ll kill me. But if I don’t undo my disguise, I’ll blow up just like the prophecy says. I need to get out of this car!

Polnareff glanced back again. “Jotaro, the way you’re clasping your hands… you’ve got your left thumb on top.”

Zenyatta’s eyes went wide. Does Jotaro clasp his hands with his right thumb on top? Who even notices something like that?!

Polnareff continued cheerfully. “That just proves you were a woman in your past life! Since I put my right thumb on top, I was a man.”

Joseph looked at his own hands. “Really? I always put my left thumb on top.”

Polnareff nodded seriously. “Sorry, Mr. Joestar. That proves you were once a woman too.”

Joseph scowled. “What do you mean, ‘proves’?!”

They started bickering.

Takuya wiped tears from his eyes. “This is the dumbest conversation I’ve ever read. I love it.”

While they argued, Polnareff suddenly pulled out an orange. “Jotaro, let’s see who can eat an orange the fastest!”

Zenyatta lunged forward. “Wait—!”

Polnareff held it out of reach. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Stop the car!” Zenyatta shouted. “I can’t hold it anymore! Let me out! I’ll go behind that rock! You go ahead without me!”

Joseph frowned. “But the hospital is right there.”

“I can’t wait!” Zenyatta yelled.

The car stopped. He bolted out.

Polnareff called after him, “Not so fast, Jotaro. Here. Toilet paper.”

Zenyatta grabbed it and ran.

Takuya was dying. “He convinced them he needs to take a shit to escape a bomb. This is peak JoJo.”

Polnareff looked at the orange in his hand. “Who knows where Iggy picked this up. Maybe it was lying in a gutter.”

Joseph grimaced. “Toss it.”

He threw it out the window.

The orange landed at Zenyatta’s feet.

He stepped on it.

BOOM.

The explosion panel was massive. Zenyatta’s charred body flew backward.

Takuya froze mid-laugh, wiping tears from his eyes. “Oh. Oh shit. He actually blew up.”

Mondatta ran over and tried to shake his brother awake. “Zenyatta! Zenyatta, say something!”

Zenyatta groaned weakly. “Brother…”

Before Mondatta could help, the people they had wronged earlier in the chapter caught up—angry locals they had scammed earlier.

They started beating them both.

To Be Continued.

Takuya stared at the screen.

Then he sighed.

“Muzishiro. You and your damn ‘To Be Continued.’ Half a month just passed in half an hour.”

He scrolled back up and reread the orange scene. Still funny.

He opened the forums.

“I just finished the Thoth chapter and I’m still laughing.”

“This might be the funniest Stand battle in the entire series.”

“Polnareff casually psychoanalyzing Jotaro’s thumb position while the guy is literally about to explode is peak comedy.”

“Okay, but can we talk about how Iggy single-handedly saved them twice without even knowing it?”

“That’s why it’s the user that makes a great Stand, not the other way around. How dumb can you be with the power of absolute prediction?”

“Now I want a real chapter with prediction and a serious battle.”

After scrolling through the jokes people were posting about the chapter, Takuya turned off his screen.

Yeah. That was a good chapter.

[Note:- It’s been a while since the last JoJo reaction chapter, so this felt like a good stopping point before the story moves forward again.]