Guess I gotta say it.
The name's Formaggio.
How do you like that? And that?! And that?! And that?!
He's probably planning to follow me back there...
But...
I just have to get back without being followed!
I'm gonna follow my orders!
Did anyone else just hear a loud bang?
I wonder what it was...
Come back for now, Aerosmith!
The bastard is somewhere nearby, but I gotta get out of here.
With all these people around, attacking with my Stand's a bad idea.
Huh? The bleeding already stopped...
Felt like he got me good, too.
Huh?
Where'd this knife come from?
This isn't mine...
My knife isn't this big.
Where the hell did mine go?
This shoe isn't mine, either! It's way too big!
Where the hell is my shoe?
Something feels off about this seat...
A-And the steering wheel...
I-I can't reach it!
My foot can't reach the pedals... and the seat is huge!
I can't see the windshield!
What the hell? This isn't my car, either!
Where'd it go? Dude, where's my car?!
I can't get back without it! Shit!
Is he seriously this dense?
Get a fucking clue! You're shrinking!
The effects of the cut I made on your cheek are finally starting to show!
W-Wait, these are my shoes and knife...
But that would mean...
You finally figure it out, dipshit?
Too little too late!
You're not gonna be driving around like this!
S-So this is that stalker guy's Stand ability?
I'm gonna force the location of the boss's daughter right out of you!
This fight is just getting started.
No turning back now!
Episodio 10 Hitman Team
Hey, did one of you fetch my mineral water yet?
I'm parched.
I'm going to die of thirst at this rate.
True... I'd like to have lunch soon.
I'm good, but these little rascals need some grub.
Feed us!
Narancia is late...
This is why I was worried about him going!
Drop it, Fugo. How many times -
I'm not dropping it! After I -
I-I'm sorry...
Anything my Little Feat cuts will start to shrink.
Takes a little while for the ability to take effect, though.
Your bandanna and the clothes you're wearing are gonna keep shrinking with you.
Your knife and shoe stopped shrinking since they were separated from your body.
So basically, the more you shrink, the less things you'll be able to use!
O-Oh, yeah! I should call Buccellati and the others!
Ouch! What's wrong with this automatic door?
Am I still shrinking?
This door...
I've become so light that it won't open!
Got that right, dumbass.
Still...
I have to reach that phone as soon as possible so I can call for help!
That's right, it opened, dammit!
There's no use struggling!
Guess you haven't realized it yet, but your clothes and wallet are shrinking with you!
You need a telephone card or coins to use the pay phone!
Your money's gotta be the right size!
Maybe this guy's not as stupid as I thought...
This is bad...
His friends knowing my ability is bad news for me!
Plus, if Buccellati hears about this, he'll move the boss's daughter somewhere else!
I definitely can't let that happen!
That's enough!
H-He's here! The fucker's gotta be around here somewhere!
Where are you? Under the phone?!
Show yourself!
You over here?
Where are you, you fucker?!
This is perfect.
In another two or three minutes, he'll have shrunken down to the size of a cockroach.
His Stand's size and strength are gonna shrink until he's powerless...
...and then I'll get to torture the shit out of him!
Then I've won!
Guess I don't got a choice...
He shouldn't be able to find me as long as I wait here...
I finally figured it out, you bastard!
You're in my right ass pocket!
I got you now! The ability to become smaller, huh?
Were you in my pocket this whole time?
Shit. You sure are tiny, though!
Hey! How did he figure out I was in his pocket?!
Fill him with holes, Aerosmith!
T-Turn back!
Wha -
A-A ballpoint pen?!
Goddammit! Where did you go?
What the hell did you do?!
You stalking fucker! Where are you?!
That was close...
If Little Feat shrinks anything other than me, it takes a while because of how much energy it needs.
But when it changes something back to normal size, it happens instantly, like with that ballpoint pen.
The force it created in that moment was enough to send me flying over here.
But how did he figure out I was in his pocket?
Did I move around too much and tickle his ass?
N-No way!
I hid instantly! How did it find me?!
There you are! You're not getting away, you stalking bastard!
It's gunning for me!
Th-This is bad! Little Feat!
Wh-Where did that fucker go?!
That was way too close for comfort...
If I hadn't been sent flying from the air pressure in the tire, I'd be dead meat!
But I'm sure there's no way it's gonna...
Y-You gotta be kidding me! Damn!
His Stand's ability isn't just to keep endlessly shooting!
It not only keeps finding me, but it's following me, too!
And it's not like it can see me moving or hear me making any noise...
It still wouldn't make sense how it figured out that I was in his pocket or where I landed after the tire sent me flying.
Found you! You're down the drain!
I-It can even find me underwater?!
Little Feat!
F-Fuck! Think, think, think, think, fucking think!
I can't go out like this!
The Hitman Team is composed of nine members.
Formaggio is one of them.
I intend to address the waste issue at next week's assembly.
That isn't a problem?
Not at all. I just have to tell the Minister of Tourism what he wants to hear.
Business as usual.
I'm worried that you're pushing yourself too hard.
Dear, don't you think you've had enough to drink tonight?
What the hell, Pesci?
You drinking milk again?
W-Well, my tummy hurts when I drink espresso...
Pesci, that's why you're such a complete mammone !
You drinking milk makes the rest of us look worse by association.
Why do we even let you tag along to these business meetings, anyway?
You need to work on how you behave.
O-Okay...
So, Formaggio, have you made any progress?
Pesci, I got a little something for you. A present.
Guess it went well.
Yeah, this gig's pretty much done.
We just gotta sit back and watch.
I wanna get this over with so we can watch the soccer match.
The food was delicious.
Thank you very much.
We await your return.
All right, time to finish this.
What a wonderful evening.
I'm glad I ordered the white tod -
What's the matter, dear? Are you in pain?
Hey! Why the hell are you parked here?!
Out of the way!
W-Wait, what's that coming out from underneath the car?
I-I-It's blood!
All right, let's go home.
What's the matter, Pesci? Your knees give out?
We're back!
How did it go?
Perfectly!
The guy got blown to bits.
The bitch he had with him died, too, though.
I guess it was the perfect gig for your useless ability!
Whatever. Do shit yourself if you don't like my methods.
Melone, how much was it for this gig?
Twenty million lire.
That's fucking chump change!
Calm down, Ghiaccio. We'll deal with the money later.
More importantly...
Where are Sorbet and Gelato?
They both playing hooky?
Maybe off gettin' frisky somewhere?
They're a couple, aren't they?
And you call me useless?
No, something is wrong here.
Gelato is one thing, but Sorbet would never miss a chance to hit it big.
He always shows up to make his claim.
Once an organization is established and starts to mature as a group...
...there will always be those within the group who choose to rebel.
By smuggling cheap drugs from Central Asia to various countries in Europe and America...
...the organization makes back up to hundreds of times what they paid.
For this reason, it's not so strange...
...that there are those within the organization attempting to take control of the boss's territory, even at the risk of their own lives.
Did you find them?
No. No sign of them.
Th-They musta got eliminated 'cause they were snoopin' around tryin' to figure out who the boss is!
Could be.
Those two are crazy motherfuckers.
Polpo controls all the gambling that goes on...
...and those fucks selling drugs are making a fortune, too!
And all we, the Hitman Team, get is lousy pay from the boss!
It's not fair!
We're the best people in this fucking organization!
We should be getting treated better than this!
He suffocated?
Yeah... Just Gelato, though.
Sorbet's corpse isn't here.
" Punishment"...
A few days later, dozens of packages with no sender were delivered to the team.
Seriously? This shit again?
Who the fuck sent these?!
Frames?
These aren't paintings, though.
Is this like modern art or some shit?
They all got weird shit in them.
Hey!
Th-That's the same color nail polish that Sorbet always wears!
I-I've seen it before...
He and Gelato use the same shade!
Get the frames out and line them up.
There were thirty-six of these pieces of art in total.
Oh, hell no...
You can't be serious! This is...
I don't wanna see no more!
Shut up!
That's...
They were pieces of Sorbet's body, chopped up and preserved in formalin.
His face was found distorted in fear when put together.
He had likely been kept alive and cut into pieces from his toes up with a very sharp object.
It was a rather intense form of murder.
The Hitman Team came to a second realization at this time, as well.
D-Do you think that Sorbet...
...was sliced up right in front of Gelato?
Yeah. He must have been so overcome with fear and despair...
...that he choked and suffocated on his own gag!
This was a silent message from the boss.
Everyone...
Forget about Sorbet and Gelato.
From that point forward, they were shunned by the organization.
They never attempted to uncover the boss's identity ever again.
At least, not until...
...they discovered the boss had a daughter.
Shit! I'm not gonna die in a place like this!
We're gonna kill the boss and take control of his drug routes!
I'm gonna climb my way out of this hellhole!
It's filled with holes?
He shot that rat to death? Why?
I-Is it possible...
It went the other way...
It's still looking for me...
Breathing?! That's it!
Narancia's Stand, Aerosmith, tracks breath!
Apparently mosquitoes find animals to suck blood from by sensing the carbon dioxide they exhale.
That's what's happening here!
Now I know how he found me in his pocket!
Come to think of it, when all those randos showed up in the alleyway, he stopped looking for me.
He was worried he was gonna shoot one of them!
It's been sensing my breathing!
There you are!
He shot again!
Looks like it doesn't know the difference between me and a rat!
In that case...
Look at these creepy little fuckers...
Th-These numbers... And this movement pattern...
There must be a ton of rats breathing!
They're going the same speed!
And in the same direction, too!
Some threat you are! I don't feel so cornered now that I know how it works.
So just how did you find me?
Now that I figured it out, you're nothing more than a harmless mosquito...
...Narancia!
I win, Narancia!
I'm getting the hell outta here and waiting for you to shrink into nothing!
H-How?
The same movement pattern...
They're all moving the same way...
...but one of them is breathing way harder than the rest.
You tired? Feeling out of breath?
You got something heavy on top of you that's making it hard to breathe?
Maybe I should shoot the shit out of this fatty and see what happens!
Dammit!
Yes! A clean shot!
Th-That was close...
He would have gotten me if I hadn't just returned to normal size!
If enough time hadn't passed to the point that your Stand power became nearly useless...
...I would have been killed!
I-I didn't get him!
Did Aerosmith's power shrink along with me?
My attacks won't do shit anymore!
yume o shibaritsukeru
omotai sadame no ishi ni
marude oshitsubusarete
doko ni mo nigerarenai
hitasura agaki nagara
dakedo akiramenai
gareki no soko ni umoreta kibou no kakera tachi
kitto kono te de mitsukedasu sa
sekai o kaeru tame ni
Fighting gold
jibun no michi o shinjita mono dake ga
itsuka kagayakeru
inochi no kagiri
kami ni mo sakarai
tatakaitsuzukeru
fukutsu no tamashii tachi yo
Fighting gold
A heavy stone of fate
which has chained up my dreams
is threatening to crush me
Struggle as I may,
there's nowhere left to run
But I'll never give in
Though fragments of hope lie buried beneath the rubble
I swear I'll dig them up with my own two hands
in order to make a difference in this world
Only those who believe in the path they take
will one day shine brightly
As long as they live,
even if opposed by God,
they will battle on
with their indomitable souls
Every time I close my eyes
I wake up feeling so horny
I can't get you outta my mind
Cause sexin' you be all I see
I would give anything
Just to make you understand me
I don't give a damn about nothing else
Freek'n you is all I need
Tonight, I need your body (I need your body)
Tonight, you got my time (oh get it baby)
Tonight you won't be sorry (yeah)
Tonight, you got my mind
You got my mind, all I wanna do is freak you
What must I say (oh tell me)
What must I do (what must I do?)
To show how much
I think about freek'n you (feel it)
What must I say
What must I do (yeah, yeah)
To show how much
I think about freek'n you
Narancia Ghirga
Aerosmith
Power: B Speed: B Range: B Durability: C Precision: E Growth Potential: C
Narancia's Height: 62.5cm
Narancia's Height: 58.0cm
Narancia's Height: 53.0cm
Narancia's Height: 13.2cm
2 years ago / Naples
Narancia's Aerosmith