>>5477705“Hey there kiddo.” you say, kneeling before your toddler daughter. “Where did you get this?”
“I called it to me!” she says, holding the mysterious cube left behind by the now Head Scientist Daiko's late mentor. “A guy showed up with a black monster who was really nice, sayin' he wanted to use the cube to help people. So, me an' Imagine Dragon called it out.”
“And he still wasn't able to open it, huh?” you ask, feeling you already know the answer. When your daughter shakes her head, then grins cutely.
“But I can open it!”
“You opened it?” you ask her, looking at the box critically. It doesn't appear damaged at least, which is good. You have no idea what surprise the old man left in here, but by now whatever it was is probably long expired. Yet that doesn't mean you haven't stopped trying to open it on occasion. “How?”
“I'll show you!” she says excitedly, setting the small cube on the sand between you both. Then her Imagine Dragon and her both take simultaneous deep breaths, the cue for her about to use her Stand's power, and immediately realize what's about to happen. Which makes you feel somewhat like an idiot.
“BOX, OPEN!” she and Imagine Dragon both say, then to your surprise it looks like an invisible hands grabs the cube and CRUSHES it! It is crushed down to less than half its original size, you panicking for a moment. But then Okira picks it up, turning it over until something unfamiliar falls from the bottom.
“There you are!” she exclaims, swiping the item and holding it up to you as if it's some grand prize. “TADAA!”
“You....You really opened it. It was that easy.” you say, looking from her hand with the tiny object while the other observes the box, and you have another realization. The box was seemingly designed to open by being crushed, you seeing a near-perfect hole in the side of it. That clever old bastard. “What's this?”
“It's a senn...Senju, no.... What was it called?” she asks her Stand, which answers with words you weren't expecting.
“Apparently it is a Senzu Bean, or something like it.” her Stand says to you, your jaw dropping in shock. THAT is what the old man'd made and hid away in the box for all these years?! How? But even THAT isn't the only shock you get. “Okira, should we copy it again first?”
“Oh yeah of course!” she answers, the two again taking in deep breaths. And as your wife looks on, completely lost as she doesn't hear the Stand's words, your daughter and it speak together once more.
“THE ONE IN MY RIGHT HAND BECOMES TWO.”
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