Rozenmarine knelt amidst a sea of blossoms, her purple pigtails tumbling over her shoulders as she gathered armfuls of flowers for her dear friend Elise. Beside her, Flocke, the small goat with golden eyes and a jaunty red ribbon, trotted eagerly, nuzzling at the poppies with a delighted bleat. Sunlight glinted off the patches and crescent moons embroidered on Rozenmarine's dress. Suddenly, the earth trembled—a swirling portal yawned open beneath them, and in a flurry of petals and startled cries, both Rozenmarine and Flocke vanished, leaving only scattered flowers behind.
Joseph Joestar, brown-haired and fierce-eyed, dodged blows from the mighty Kars, Esidisi, and Wamuu. In a sudden flash, Rozenmarine and Flocke tumbled from the portal, landing between the combatants. Kars paused, his gaze falling upon Rozenmarine with chilling intensity. Flocke stood protectively before her, but with a cruel flick, Kars seized his horns and hurled him against a stone wall. Rozenmarine froze in terror as Kars traced her hair with icy fingers, then swept her up, declaring her his bride as Esidisi and Wamuu cheered.
Joseph Joestar, breathing deeply, focuses his Hamon, sending a surge of energy toward Kars. The golden current knocks Rozenmarine free from his grasp, and she scrambles to Flocke's side, tears in her golden eyes as she sees his bandaged, broken leg. The Pillar Men, enraged, trap Joseph with poison rings—one on his heart, one on his windpipe—and offer him an ultimatum: surrender Rozenmarine to Kars or find the antidote within thirty-three days. With a dark warning, Kars vanishes into the shadows, leaving Joseph and his new companions in turmoil.
Rozenmarine awoke, blinking at the gentle light. She reached for Flocke, who gave a weak but cheerful bleat. The door swung open—Caesar Zeppeli, golden-haired and sharp-eyed, entered, his bandana askew. Joseph Joestar followed, and immediately the two began to argue about who should help Rozenmarine to breakfast. "You two are silly," she giggled, but her stomach rumbled, and while they bickered, she slipped quietly into the hallway.
Lisa Lisa, elegant and commanding, intercepted the bird, plucking the letter from its beak. Rozenmarine watched with wide eyes as Lisa Lisa read aloud: Kars had declared Rozenmarine his bride-to-be, giving her thirty-three days to comply—or Flocke would pay the price. Caesar Zeppeli and Joseph Joestar burst in, faces grave as they heard the news from Lisa Lisa. "We won't let them take you, Rozenmarine. I swear it," "Yeah, with or without Hamon, I'll punch that Kars jerk into next week!"
Joseph Joestar eyed Flocke with envy as Rozenmarine showered the little goat with affection. One afternoon, a suspiciously large "goat" approached—its brown fur oddly lumpy, its eyes not quite right. Rozenmarine, charmed, kissed its head, only for Caesar Zeppeli to pull off the disguise, revealing a sheepish Joseph Joestar. "Next time, try a real disguise, Joseph," "I just wanted a pat! Is that too much to ask?"
Esidisi emerged from the darkness, his eyes glowing with unnatural light. He extended his tentacles, ensnaring Rozenmarine, then forced her to look into his swirling hypnotic gaze. Her golden eyes glazed over, her voice hollow: "I belong to Kars..." But Joseph Joestar, ever vigilant, burst onto the scene, Hamon energy crackling at his fingertips. He struck the tentacles, the energy breaking Esidisi's hold and returning Rozenmarine to herself, breathless and shaken.
"We're with you till the end, Rozenmarine. No matter what," "If Kars wants to fight, he’ll have to get through us first," "And you, little one," she said, stroking Flocke's bandaged leg, "will be safe here with us." As the sun rises higher, hope kindles in Rozenmarine's heart, though shadows still linger on the horizon—thirty-three days to defy fate, and a battle yet to come.
