Subsequent to the whole ordeal of DIO and the battle in Egypt, Jotaro Kujo led a rather busy life. Throughout his childhood he had always taken an interest in nature, his hobby being reading books on boats and his favorite film, a wildlife documentary on wolves. That prompted his choice in marine biology as a career. Sure, acquiring a stand could’ve been useful in many other fields, but the stoic, cold-looking man still had his interests in mind for future endeavors. During his trip to Morioh, while lending aid to Josuke and the others, he happened upon a starfish by the shore and based his thesis paper on it, earning a well deserved doctorate degree.

Finally swapping out his school uniform for a more professional outfit, nowadays, Jotaro preferred to wear white coats and a matching hat to go along with it, though still keeping his signature style of ripping said hat at the back so it blends into his ebony hair.

While in the workplace, Jotaro was quite the heart throb though he found many of those simpering over him to be a nuisance. He kept a rather cold exterior to those around him, a man of little words for it seemed pointless to speak when he could just communicate with actions. That doesn’t mean, however, that he didn’t have a heart of gold, nor did it mean he was not emotionally constipated. He in fact not just possessed a heart of gold but also was trying his best to communicate.

The job was comforting in a way. For some reason, the wildlife Jotaro researched seemed to gaze at him with more understanding than the people around him. He often found himself working late. He didn’t live near family and his small apartment wasn’t all that homely as only he inhabited it. He didn’t have too much work but just simply enjoyed the company of little otters and sea stars even if some of them didn’t possess eyes.