Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

With that said, Dio went to the study and got a piece of information and handed it to Mia.

There are two pages of information in total.

The first page contains basic information about William Zeppelin, including portrait, life, etc.

The second page is a report describing the results of the search for Wilhelm Zeppelin.

Mia looked at the first page.

In the portrait, William is a young man with black hair and green eyes, a resolute face, slightly curly short hair, and a scholarly air.

The Zeppelin family is a family of scholars.

William's father, Baron Iman A. Zeppelin, is a professor of archeology at the university. He usually leads the excavation team to travel to various places by boat to study the long history. William also participated in his father's excavation team.

As the son of a nobleman, William's life was quite good. But the strange thing is that thirty-five years ago, William inexplicably left his wife and children and traveled away without knowing where he was going.

Mia turned to the second page.

This is a report from Dark Night's men looking for William.

They searched all over Europe but could not find William who was missing.

Mia frowned slightly and looked down at the information. Her round bear face became rounder due to swelling, like a ball of yarn. With her serious expression, she looked pitiful and cute.

Dior actually likes small animals——

Love their struggles and screams.

Maybe their desperate eyes were so interesting, and he always felt a strange sense of joy.

However, under Mia's control, he hadn't done such a thing for a long time.

Of course, Mia didn't stop him with boring reasons like "you can't bully small animals".

Instead, use words such as "Animals have bacteria, I'm afraid you will get sick", "I'm worried their resistance will hurt you", "Mom will be worried", "Clothes are not easy to wash".

It has to be said that such words are more acceptable to Dio than his mother's dissuasion full of benevolence and morality.

And Mia is often paired with fists, which makes Dior listen even more.

Looking at the cute, weak, chubby, innocent little bear, his heart felt like a ball of cotton had been stuffed into it, sore and swollen. Dio suddenly wanted to play those childish games about animals again.

Mia suddenly felt cold all over and looked around alertly: "Dio, are there any enemies? There is a strange malice."

"It's your illusion."

Suppressing those thoughts of cruelly bullying the little bear, Dio poked her cheek.

"How's it going? Did you see anything?"

Mia avoided Dio's fingers and covered her swollen and painful face: "No. What's going on with this Zebelin?"

"The second page is the information I picked up in Qibelin's room, and the first page is what I sent people to investigate."

Dio paused and gave Mia a headache.

"Think about it carefully and tell me the answer later. Don't always treat me as your external brain."

"Fine……"

Mia scratched her head and her tone became a little serious.

"I have something to ask you."

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and Dio said calmly: "Tell me."

Picking up the information about Stone Ghost Face and Qibelin, Mia looked at the lifelike painting on it carefully: "This painting is too realistic. Who painted it? It can't be the group of people you captured to draw recipes, right?"

Before, Dior arrested a group of people to prepare recipes for her. At that time, she asked him to let them go back, and then she forgot about it. Now that I think about it, it’s terrifying to think about it.

"I drew it. Don't you recognize my painting?" Dio glared at her and pursed his lips into a straight line.

"Ah?" Mia smiled awkwardly and ran over to pull the corner of his clothes. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect your painting skills to improve so quickly. I didn't recognize you..."

Dio snorted coldly: "You know, while you were eating, drinking and having fun, I was always studying. Even if you are lazy, you still have such a lack of vision! I can't believe it!"

The "top hat" brought Dior money and power. He has never been a person who stands still. Now that he has the conditions, he will definitely find time to study. Painting is just a small skill that he practices casually.

"I'm sorry, I'm stupid and can't keep up with your progress."

Mia grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook him, her eyes filled with sparkling admiration.

"It's really amazing. Dior can do everything. Even though my mother taught us how to draw together, I couldn't learn it... If my mother knew how good you are now, she would definitely be proud of you."

Their mother, Eve, was a noblewoman in the past, so she naturally had the knowledge and skills that a noble lady should have. She was unable to provide good living conditions for her children, so she tried her best to teach them the "better things" she had learned.

English, French, history, geography, painting, singing, dancing, etiquette, embroidery... Regardless of whether they are useful or not, she teaches them all, hoping that they can become a springboard for her children.

The scene of class appeared in his mind, Dio was stunned, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

That was the precious warmth he felt in that broken family.

Mom would secretly teach them lessons when Dario was not around.

Their family couldn't afford charcoal, the fireplace was always cold, and the cold wind squeezed in through the cracks in the windows, making their bones ache.

Mia sat next to him, moving her butt restlessly, making the old wooden chair creak.

Mom sat across from them and explained patiently. Dior can clearly remember her gentle face, pleasant voice and beautiful handwriting.

For children in slums, this knowledge is a "luxury" that they will never have access to in their lifetime.

Dior cherished this opportunity very much, listening and taking notes at the same time.

Mia lay on the table, counting the wood grains on the table from time to time, and holding his hand from time to time, telling him that it was too cold and giving him some warmth.

From his mother's mouth, he learned about a new world.

A bright and beautiful world different from the dirty and dark slums.

I don't know since when, he has been eager to see that world.

Can't see.

Want to see.

Strong obsession.

He wanted to take his mother and Mia to the top.

but.

His mother is gone, and all he has left now is Mia...

With a trace of vulnerability flashing in his eyes, Dio squatted down and touched the little bear's head: "If you can't learn it, you won't learn it. I'm here."

"Okay~" Mia hugged his hand and rubbed it, like a docile puppy.

Mia's head felt reassuring, and Dio couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Aren't you hungry? Let me cook for you."

"I want braised pork knuckle!" Mia chuckled, grabbing Dior's sleeves and pulling him to the kitchen.

"You just woke up, you can't eat anything too greasy, you can only eat a little." Dio picked her up and walked towards the kitchen.

Mia pouted: "I think I'm in great shape! I can eat a whole one!"

Dio frowned slightly: "Eat a little or not eat, choose one."

"Eh? That's too much..." Mia muttered something dissatisfied, but after seeing Dio's increasingly cold expression, she closed her mouth.

Dio put Mia on the cooking table and started processing the chicken.

Cleaning, dehairing, cutting...

Although Dior was born in a slum, his mother gave him a good education. Compared with other noble children, all he lacks is a "noble surname".

Even in the "disgraceful" work of cooking, he can create a sense of elegance as if he is attending a dance.

Mia sat obediently, watching Dior's flowing and beautiful movements, and words of praise came out of her mouth as if they were free.

"Wow, it washes so quickly and cleanly. If I were asked to do it, I would have to do it for a long time."

"Oh my God, this piece of chicken is cut beautifully. Can you give it to me when the time comes?"

"Dior, you are so kind to me when you cook for me so seriously. You are the best brother in the world."

The sincere and exaggerated sweet words poured into his ears. Dio suddenly lost his ability to hold a kitchen knife and said coldly: "Shut up, or I will cook you too."

Mia rolled her eyes at him, covered her mouth and pretended to be mute.

The chirping stopped, and the kitchen became uncomfortably quiet, and Dio couldn't get used to it.

Taking out an apple that Mia liked to eat, Dio cut it into small pieces. The red peel is cut into a V-shape, raised high, like a rabbit's ears, and the white flesh underneath becomes the body of a rabbit, which is very cute.

Dio glanced at Mia secretly and found that she was still covering her mouth.

Feeling depressed, Dio put the little rabbit on the plate and put it next to Mia with a bang.

The bear's ears twitched. Mia seemed to be frightened and moved back, still covering her mouth with her hand.

The feeling of boredom suddenly increased. Dio looked away and chopped the chicken on the chopping board viciously, as if he was killing an enemy.

Oh, Merlin's lace thong, why is Dio even more angry?

Is it the way she covers her mouth that's wrong?

Mia was about to cry but had no tears, so she covered her mouth tightly.

The cute, juicy and sweet little bunny apple is placed next to it, making Mia drool wildly. But she was afraid of making Dio angry, so she didn't dare to eat secretly, so she could only force herself to look straight.

The strange thing is that her obedient behavior didn't seem to eliminate Dio's anger. He chopped the meat with more and more force, and the terrible "dong dong dong" sound sounded like a corpse scene.

At this moment, Johnny came out after wiping the floor.

Johnny's eyes lit up when he saw the little apple bunny on the cooking table. He picked up the plate very smoothly and stuffed the little bunny into his mouth.