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

The paper in Dio's hand was an unfinished letter. Judging from the caterpillar-like handwriting, it should have been written by Dalio.

The wording in his letter was very respectful and flattering, and he used fancy words to package the debt he owed due to pornography, gambling, and wine into a misfortune caused by natural disasters and man-made disasters, and begged the recipient for help.

But the recipient of the letter seemed to have seen through Dalio’s trick and never responded.

Judging from Dalio’s euphemistic and provocative words in the letter, this is already the third letter, and there has been no news from the first two letters.

Mia touched her chin: "Isn't it normal for Dalio to borrow money from others? Why are you so surprised?"

"Idiot." Dio clicked on the recipient's name at the top of the letter, "Look carefully, who is it addressed to?"

Mia looked at it and her eyes widened: "George Joestar... Count?!"

The titles from high to low are divided into duke, marquis, earl, viscount and baron. The earl is similar to a Chinese county guard, and is a distant and important person for common people.

"Isn't this... wrong? A gangster like Dario actually knows the noble Earl?" Mia pinched Dio, suspecting that she was dreaming.

"Hiss—" Dio's beautiful face twisted, and he hurriedly opened the gorilla's claws, "I suspect that Joestar is a former relative or friend of my mother, and unfortunately he was entangled by Dario."

Mia and Dior's mother, Eve Brando, used to be a noble. The eldest lady, who did not know the sinister nature of people's hearts, was deceived by Dalio and eloped with him to London, where she fell into a painful married life.

No matter how hard life was, they never saw their mother ask for help from the family. They thought she had been abandoned by the family long ago due to the elopement scandal, but they didn't expect that Dalio actually knew those big shots.

Mia read the letter carefully: "It has the address of the recipient. Should we deceive him into showing sympathy or something?"

"Jostar hasn't replied to the letter, so he definitely doesn't want to deal with Dario. We are his children, and contacting him rashly might annoy him. And who knows if the other person is really a noble, maybe it's just some Dali who calls himself an earl. They are just Ou’s little friends.”

Dio shook his head, put away the letter carefully, and decided to investigate Sir Joestar.

"Listen carefully." Dio grabbed Mia's ear, "Don't let Dario know that we discovered his secret, otherwise it will be over."

Mia was brought to tears and hurriedly agreed. But Dio was very worried about Mia's intelligence. He held on to her and talked for five minutes before reluctantly letting go of her red ears.

Earl, that is a big shot who will appear in the headlines!

What a rare opportunity. If the earl can slip something through his fingers to them, they can move away from here and live a decent and happy life.

Even though they knew there was little hope, the two of them were still too excited to sleep. They didn't slowly fall asleep until the church bells announced the end of the day.

The next day.

The morning light of early autumn shines through the washed white curtains onto the bed.

"Are you a pig? Get up." Dior, who was neatly dressed, pushed Mia who was lying on the bed and urged her to get up for the sixth time.

"Sleep for five more minutes." Mia pulled the quilt up without opening her eyes and fell back to sleep.

Dio's face turned cold and he suddenly lifted Mia's quilt: "Wake me up..."

The quilt floated up, revealing the person inside.

The girl's octopus-like sleeping posture had a few buttons of her shirt loosened, and her snow-white skin shone slightly in the sun, like fine silk.

The indescribable irritability caused his heart to stop for a beat, and his face felt as hot as if it was on fire. Dio hurriedly threw down the quilt and ran away.

after an hour.

Mia, who finally woke up, rubbed her eyes and remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep again after saying yes to Dio.

She quickly changed her clothes and ran to the living room, where she found Dio with a gloomy face.

He sat on a chair and read a book without raising his head. He didn't know whether he didn't notice her getting up or was angry at her for staying in bed.

Mia put her hands behind her back and said hello softly.

"Good morning, Mr. Dio, the most handsome and intelligent man in the world."

The girl's soft blond hair is set against a lovely oval face, and her round green eyes are big and lively, filled with unabashed dependence and trust.

Dio continued to read with his head down, paying no attention to Mia's flattery.

"that……"

Mia took Dio's hand, took out the money she found in Dario's cabinet last night, and put it on it.

"One pound, 1 shillings and 16 pence, is enough for a long time. Why don't you go and redeem mom's dress first?"

Dalio basically sold out everything his mother brought.

When the poor woman died, all she had left was her dress. And this skirt was also sold by Dalio last week.

Mia still remembers Dio's expression, which was so distorted that it looked like he was about to turn black. Afterwards, he even chatted with her mysteriously, saying that he wanted to kill Dario.

However, Mia didn't want her only family member to appear on the gallows, so she tried hard to persuade him for several days.

Now that I have money, the first priority is to go to the pawn shop to redeem the dress, otherwise it will be troublesome if it is bought by others.

Dio stared at Mia for a few seconds, sighed, put down the book, and put the money in his pocket: "Let's go."

The two locked the door and walked to the pawn shop.

Along the way, their delicate faces attracted many malicious glances, but Dio glared back viciously.

Mia and Dior were both wearing similar clothes - hats, shirts, trousers.

Mia doesn't have any gender cognitive disorder. She wears men's clothing just to protect herself. After all, there are as many perverts in the slums as oxygen in the air.

But the effect of the disguise seems not to be very good. It just turns the beautiful brother and sister into two beautiful brothers. In the words of the Internet in the past life, "it's not impossible."

"Dior." Feeling those disgusting looks, Mia tugged on Dior's clothes, "Next time you go gambling, take me with you. I'm afraid you'll be targeted by a gay."

Dio is very smart and learns everything quickly, including chess. Within a few days of learning, he was able to kill Mia to pieces.

Therefore, Dior sometimes goes to the bar to gamble with others to make a little money.

Dio pinched Mia's cheek and joked: "You are so powerful, and you beat a gay guy. Can you beat the red haired ones too? Yesterday they robbed me of the money I won."

"It's red hair again." Mia clenched her fists, "Next time I see them, I will stuff a spiral pill into their intestines."

Dio chuckled lightly and gave her a chestnut: "Come on, there are more than ten others, be careful of being beaten into a pig's head."

Mia put her hands on her hips and her fleshy cheeks bulged with anger: "I'm so awesome! Not only will I beat them up, but I will also get all the money back!"

Thanks to Dalio's bad reputation, Mia and Dio were often bullied by the neighborhood kids, with the red-haired gang being the most egregious.

Moreover, this kind of bullying became more and more excessive after they discovered that Dio could make money by gambling.

Bullying in the slums is not as simple as chatting with people and throwing cold water on them, but they can actually be beaten, and blood is common.

If Mia and Dio hadn't fought with a life-threatening attitude, they might have been bullied to death.

Suddenly, a burst of curses came.

Mia turned her head and saw a group of children bullying a thin man.

There were about a dozen bullies, led by a tall red-haired boy, all with arrogant expressions.

The unfortunate guy who was bullied was short and thin, and his clothes hung loosely on him, like a short bamboo pole wrapped in a sack.

The thin man seemed to be very stubborn. Even though he was pushed to the ground and beaten and kicked, his eyes were still wide open, staring at those who beat him.

"Red hair!"

Mia's eyes burst out with fiery light, and she rushed towards Hongmao like the wind.

"Give Dior's money back!"

Dio, who was about to speak to stop her, couldn't help but be silent for a few seconds when he looked at her back as excited as a bull in heat.

"grass."

Dio cursed, picked up the knife in his pocket and followed, silently praying that Mia's superpower was really as magical as she said.