Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 96 Giorno's Dad
What is your greatest fear?
When he was a child, because of an extremely irresponsible mother, Giorno curled up in bed and shivered every night.

At that time, he was afraid of the dark, the cold, and the loneliness.

When he grew up, he followed his mother who married far away across the ocean, and came to Italy, where he had no relatives.

At that time, he was afraid of being isolated and bullied.

But, thinking about it carefully, Giorno was afraid of such illusory things.

If the answer should be specific to a certain person or a certain object, he would not be able to answer it at all.

And after that, Giorno grew rapidly in this fear of "nothingness", like a piece of natural jade, only after a little polishing, it showed its flawless essence.

From then on, nothing frightened him.

Even darkness, loneliness, and endless difficulties and obstacles.

"So."

"What am I supposed to be afraid of?"

Giorno couldn't think of an answer.

But what he knew was that he would not be afraid of that piece of meat no matter what.

Even in the lava well, facing real pieces of meat and deadly lava, he never felt the slightest bit of fear.

Then
As long as it is not a piece of meat, the answer can be anything, right?

It couldn't be worse, after all, he had never seen anything scarier than a piece of meat in his memory.

Giorno thought so.

And the moment his palm touched Willy's arm, a memory that had been buried deep in his brain for a long time, so long that he couldn't even remember it, suddenly surged out of his subconscious like a tide:

"Dio"

"Lord Dio"

A very familiar voice sounded softly in Giorno's mind in his mind.

The voice belonged to his mother, but it was younger, gentler, and more obedient than he had imagined, and even... there was a hint of humbleness and piety of worshiping gods.

"Mother, who is she talking to?"

"Could it be."

Giorno had such a question in his heart.

At this time, there was another cry of a baby in his memory—this was Giorno's own voice.

The images echoing in my mind became more and more real.

Giorno suddenly realized that he had turned into a baby with short arms and legs, lying powerlessly in his mother's arms, crying and crying.

Sight, smell, hearing all sensory memories become clear at this time.

He saw himself as a baby in a dimly lit room with his mother in a secret atmosphere.

He could smell a strong smell permeating the dimly lit room. The slightly irony smell seemed to be human blood.

Finally, he heard a deep male voice.

The voice was deep, powerful and magnetic. While extremely oppressive, it also carried an indescribable "charm":
"Has my baby already been born?"

"very good."

Light footsteps sounded, and this memory began to become blurred.

And at the last moment, the owner of this voice finally appeared in Giorno's vision.

Because of the dim light, Giorno could barely see his pair of deep pupils with dark red light shining faintly.

Just such a glance.
The man just glanced at him, and Giorno, who was still a baby, stopped crying tremblingly like a chick encountering a natural enemy.

This kind of look is not the look that a father should have at all, nor is it the look that a human being can have.

That is not the father looking at the son, but the devil looking at his own kin.

This gaze traveled through time and space and was imprinted deep in his brain, making Giorno, who recalled this memory at this moment, tremble uncontrollably:
somehow
Obviously already knew that man was his father
But Giorno still felt that he might be killed or eaten by this man in the next second.

"what!"

Giorno groaned with a headache.

The memories of the past are fleeting, and the brain regains clarity in an instant.

Giorno returned to the present again, and the coward Willy, whose face was already pale and his legs were weak, appeared in front of him.

"call"

He let out a long sigh of relief, and the golden experience appeared:
"Willie Coward."

"Now, there is no meat to protect you!"

"no, do not want"

Willie held his head and exclaimed:

"Save me. My friend, come and save me!!"

He wanted to summon that invincible piece of flesh to protect him, however, the huge body of that piece of flesh disappeared when Giorno touched him.

In this unprecedented despair, the golden experience leaped forward and waved his fists at him:

"Woo big wood big—"

boom!
The punch stopped abruptly.

The golden experience's fist, which was powerful enough to smash the steel plate of a car, was blocked without doing anything.

What blocked the golden experience was a blond man who appeared next to Willy at some point, and
A muscular, burly humanoid stand-in who also exudes golden light, but whose aura is far stronger than the golden experience.

"Ok?"

Giorno's expression froze on his face.

And what responded to him was a fist shadow, and a familiar yet unfamiliar roar:

"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

underground.

Li Qing hurried back from the sewer.

Just now Willy might have given that piece of meat an order not to let him approach, so Li Qing took a few steps towards Willy, and that piece of meat would give priority to throwing a tantrum at him.

Therefore, in order not to interfere with the action, he had no choice but to escape alone to avoid the sharp edge.

And the task of touching Willy was also handed over to Giorno to complete.

Anyway, Giorno is a reliable comrade-in-arms who sealed the genuine piece of meat together with him. If it were him, he would never be afraid of the piece of meat.

Sure enough, Giorno did not disappoint him.

Even though they were separated by a considerable distance, Li Qing could still perceive:
After the fake meat that Giorno and the others were hiding climbed to the ground, Willy's double changed instantly.

The chunk of flesh the size of a room disappeared in an instant, and the thing that transformed later seemed to be a person.

Although I don't know what character Giorno is afraid of, but no matter what, it must be easier to deal with than that damned piece of meat.

Maybe, it turned out to be the parents and school bullies who beat him when he was young.

In this way, the battle is equivalent to over.

Thinking of this in Li Qing's heart, he couldn't help but relax his vigilance.

He even lifted the digitization directly with confidence, and then climbed back to the ground in three steps and two steps, using his more familiar vision to observe the situation:

"Giorno!"

"Have you finished the fight? That kid."

The relaxed inquiry stopped abruptly.

Because Li Qing, who climbed back to the ground, looked around and saw this scene:
Apaki used his double to withstand the gnawing of the meat, but now he was bleeding all over his body, looking very miserable.

Fugo and Nalanja backed away with ugly faces while protecting Apache.

Buccarati froze in shock, while Giorno
Giorno's whole body was embedded in the car, as if he had just been blown away by something.

"what happened?"

Li Qing was nervous for a while, and immediately followed everyone's gaze to look over there:
I saw Willie still standing there in good shape.

And in front of Willie, in the dark shadows of the alley
What stood upright was no longer that bloated and terrifying lump of flesh, but a handsome young blond man.

The man's upper body was naked, showing off his toned and gnarled muscles and his sickly white skin without hesitation.

Aside from the slightly weird stitched scar on his neck, his facial features are as three-dimensional as the beautiful men in ancient Greek sculptures, and his pupils are as bright as naturally carved rubies.

The golden hair fluttered gently in the breeze, the dark red lips grinned quietly, and two dark and cold bat fangs were quietly exposed at the corners of the mouth.

"Who is he?"

Li Qing was attracted by the mysterious man's face:

"Why does it look a bit like Fugo?"

"Cough cough."

Giorno stood up slowly from the smashed car, with a complicated and helpless tone:
"That's my dad."

(End of this chapter)