[JOJO] BOSS Survival Diary

449

I started to have a headache again.

I continued to take off the makeup first, then pointed to my room beside me, and signaled Trish to go in first.

She hesitated for a moment, then got out from behind Polnareff and entered the door.

Although he closed the door obediently, most of them were still eavesdropping.

"I don't care how you make trouble...but Kira is about to leave work, so I can pack up if I don't want to be hungry. I won't eat here at night." I rubbed my forehead, "Also, Polnareff."

"?!"

Polnareff looked at me warily.

"I still have a question for you...save it for the evening."

I squint.

"You'd better be quiet... After living here for so long, you should also know that some guys are not as good-tempered as I am."

450

When I entered the room, I closed the door smoothly.

Trish was sitting on the bed, with both hands clenched slightly on the skirt.She looked at me, pursing her lips and looking a little nervous.

"Terry." I paused, pulled a chair beside me and sat down, "Although I want to talk about something else first, you probably have a lot of questions...you can ask me first."

"..."

"Being taken to a strange place by a strange person and facing a strange father, it's normal for you to be nervous. You didn't do anything wrong... Even if you did, it's my fault." I looked at her, feeling Unexpectedly calm, "I'm sorry, Trish."

"—"

"Everything about the past, and what happened to you during this time."

Some... unbelievable.

Originally, I thought that I would feel embarrassed when facing this relationship, and I was even too awkward to communicate, but now I...

......destiny.

I looked at her, trying to read something from her blue eyes, but she just looked at me.

She just looked at me, with a little daze and helplessness that appeared in her eyes every time we met.

I upset her.

...I know that very well.

Even my settlement with her was put behind the passion.

"...Dad." She whispered.

"Ok?"

"Did you never come to see me and mom? Or just...don't know?"

"...Well." I lowered my eyelids, "I don't know...or, even if I knew, I don't have time."

"..."

What a ridiculous lie.

I've always known - and made time to visit them too.

But she doesn't need to know this kind of thing.

The process of not being able to change anything about the status quo and the outcome...is never going to matter.

But even if I answered like this, I couldn't capture the sad emotion on her face.

"...Then...do you know that I will meet danger?"

"It's obvious, that's why we need a small team to protect you." I leaned back slightly and leaned back on the chair, "There are too many guys who want to inquire about me, and when you know your existence, you will inevitably become Target."

"...Then why don't you come pick me up yourself."

"..."

From knowing where she is, I can bring her back.

But in order to clean up the traitors, I can only do this.

Because I know... I can't find better bait in a short time, but I can't delay cleaning up.

I didn't answer her, just kept silent.

"...You're an idiot."

After a long time, I heard a small, dissatisfied grunt.

I thought I heard it wrong, and looked at Trish in confusion, but what greeted me was a pillow that hit me head-on.

"You don't even know how to explain, how on earth did you become the gangster boss... You can clearly—"

Her voice suddenly rose, tinged with tears.

"You can obviously say that it was because you were worried that my mother and I would be in danger, so you never came to see us, and you didn't have time to pick me up because of work, but why—"

Her fist hit the pillow I was still holding.

"...Why do you only say sorry?"

451

I put down the pillow and rubbed Trish's head.

She looked a little annoyed, she just grabbed my hand and wrapped herself in the quilt, but the way for me to say "I'm sorry" was blocked.

I pulled out the chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

"...I heard from Mr. Valentine." She said suddenly, "Everyone who lives here is dead except Polnareff... Are you too?"

"Me? That's not true." I paused, "If I were dead, they probably wouldn't be so friendly to me."

"..."

"We are people with similar fates, but I haven't reached that fate yet." I lowered my eyelids, "Although I have a good relationship with them, there are some things I know very well."

If pulled down from this position, the original particularity ceases to exist.

The first connections I made at Arakiso were based on their interest in me, and even now it's more than that... I don't want to fail.

For me, it's easy to get rid of Giorno's hurdle by abandoning his identity as a gangster... But the question is, who will abandon the power and power in his hands?

It's not that I just want to live a peaceful life like Yoshikage Kira. What's more, even he is not the type who is afraid of challenges, and he will not abandon the power he already has.

"I have to live," I said, "I have to live...to keep everything going, including your safety."

I don't want to guess if I hand over the authority to Trish, will I still come to Araki Manor after I die.

Such speculation is unnecessary at all, and under the circumstances that I think can be avoided, this kind of behavior is too ridiculous.

"...Then why don't you keep it?"

She echoed muffledly in bed.

"If you give it to me, you won't be able to use it yourself...it should be very troublesome."

I suddenly wanted to laugh, so I bent down and brought my head close to Trixie's ear in the bed.

"Unless you decide you never want to see me again, my dear Trish."

I said softly, and dropped a kiss across the quilt.

"Otherwise, I will always find a way to come to you."

452

The conversation with Trish didn't last too long, but she was still stuck in bed.

Some things need her to get used to slowly.

And she didn't ask me some questions, presumably trying to figure it out on her own.

After I left the room and closed the door, I saw Polnareff staring at me with his ear against the wall.

"... Polnareff."

I take a deep breath.

"what are you doing."

"...no no no I didn't do anything."

He jumped away from the distance, and went straight back to the sofa to pick up the game controller next to DIO, but he looked like he was sitting on pins and needles.

...I don't think this person is afraid of me after all this time.

Obviously at the beginning of the battle, I acted like I was heinous, my double was too evil, so be careful, I deceived Dobio's feelings - no, the last one didn't at all - so be careful, always angry and cautious, in Araki Zhuang gave up healing completely after hanging out with these inhuman creatures for a while.

...reasonable.

I don't even think he wants to run now.

"I packed it up." Diego threw the last empty soda can into the trash can, "Have you been back recently?"

"There is no problem for the time being, but I have to check to see if there are any remnants." I raised my eyebrows, "And there is..."

Now that I'm free, I have to start thinking about Polnareff.

It is impossible for me to let him go back, but staying in Araki Manor is not an option.

The good news is that because the result is irreversible, Pucci has been at Araki-sou all the time, and Kujo Jotaro naturally has no information about the double of White Snake. I can do something with the disc of the silver chariot.

"It's simple." DIO looked eager to try, "You just mail it to him, and then make an appointment to fight, this DIO will fight him again!"

"..."

I think if he finds out that the vampire he killed is still alive, he might kill me first.

"I don't want to make enemies, DIO." My eyes died, "I don't want to experience the feeling of fighting someone who can stop time."

"This is simple, Ben DIO will practice with you."

"If you keep doing this, I will replace all the bulbs with ultraviolet lamps tomorrow."

"......"

Dio's eyes deepened.

Then silently sat back on the sofa... picked up the game controller.

453

Dining time is around [-]:[-] pm.

There was plenty of time, and I found time to take a shower before changing.

Then I sat in the living room and started to make up.

"...I now understand why no one has investigated your identity for so many years." Polnareff unscrewed the cap of my lipstick, looked up and down, "You haven't always been like this, have you?"

"What do you think? If I stay here for 24 hours, I will have a nervous breakdown." Closing the lid of the eyeshadow box, I picked up another lipstick and glanced at him, "You can play with it, but this one is about 200 yuan. Wanlila, although it's not very expensive...If the game breaks down, pay me the price."

Polnareff's hand trembled, and his lipstick almost fell to the ground.He grabbed it in a hurry and looked at me in disbelief.

"Also, I asked Kira to record the daily food expenses." I pursed my lower lip, um, Katz's purple mouth feels good, "You know what you eat during this time."

"You, Diablo——!!"

I glanced at him, and he choked up.

Hmph, fight with me.

454

Anyway, it was a dinner party, so I found out the checkered shirt from before and put on a suit.

When I arrived at the restaurant, everyone was there, and I sat down unambiguously.

Hole Hoss looked a little uncomfortable with my presence.So he's not here this afternoon... but he's probably going to pick up girls.

They were discussing this mission more or less, and they already knew that Bugarati was going to become a cadre, and everyone was very happy.

"It's really dangerous this time..." Nalanga said vaguely with the pizza still in his mouth, "As expected of Bugarati, he survived."

"That's because Giorno saved me." Bugarati said with a helpless expression.

"No, if the BOSS hadn't told me that it could be used in this way, I wouldn't be able to treat it." Giorno smiled, then picked up the wine glass——

"You drink fruit juice, kid." Apaki snatched his cup, "What kind of wine do you drink if you are underage?"

Giorno let go of his hand graciously, and asked the waiter for milk.

"So... Bugarati will be a cadre in the future, and I will stay for a while." I sipped my glass, "You can ask me if you have any questions, but there should be no need."

This man is capable of handling it all.

but--

Really young.

Even my fake identity of Pisiksi is nearly 30 years old.

Bugarati has become a cadre at this time, whether he can suppress the dissatisfaction of some people is his own business.

During the meal I became aware that Giorno was watching me.

I looked up at him, and he stared at me without hesitation——

stinky boy.

I shield my face with my wine glass.

If it was true that the computer was taken away, then he should have confirmed that Pixikexi and Mania are the same person, but it is not certain whether it has been pushed to the enthusiasm boss.

After all, there are quite a few people who know Trish, even if he knew the password nearly a year ago, it doesn't mean anything.

But...he's bold.

Unlike Risut, the part that resembles DIO makes him unafraid to get closer to the truth.

But he's a smart kid—

At least not in front of my face to say their inferences.

Even... on this aspect, he didn't mention it to Bucciarati.

Otherwise, Bugarati would not have asked that kind of question when he met me, nor would he have called out the name "Maniaco" in the Ossuary Hall.

Does Giorno still want to be a gangster star now?

This is of course.

But it's different from the original situation... instead of chasing me and investigating me to make me unhappy, it's better to find a way to do something for the organization.

If you want to climb to a high position in the organization of enthusiasm, you must prove your worth.

When I was right in front of my eyes, it was a good time to prove it.

455

There were three minors in Bugarati's team, Giorno was robbed of the cup by Apache, and Naranja was ordered not to drink by Fuge.

...but Fugo drank it himself.

Still drunk.

I originally thought he was the type who would be irritable when drunk, but he was lying on the table, hiccupping for a while.

It's not good to be well-behaved, but I don't want to drink hangover soup.

"Whoa! Does that mean I'll show Fugo the math homework so he won't beat me up?" Nalanja stood up, "I'm going to get the homework!"

...No, I think even if you are drunk and look good, you will definitely explode when you see the answer of 4x44=444.

Mista seemed to think that Fugo's drunken appearance was particularly amusing, so he simply went over to tease him.Hole Hoss looks like he's going to try...but he's just sitting on the stool because I'm here.

Bugarati looked a little helpless.

"They're... just like that," he said, "don't mind too much."

"Now that you are a cadre, of course I have no objection." I paused, "But Penny..."

"Penny?"

"Ah, I mean Fugo," I said, "we've known each other before, I'm used to it... oh."

I sideways avoid the flying stainless steel fork.

I look to the person who voted.

The blond boy's drunken expression still contained a bit of grievance.

...You throw the fork when you feel wronged? ? ?

"Penny," I yelled deadpan, "don't throw things around."

"Don't call..."

"Don't call me what?"

"... Penny..."

"Then you drink the soup."

Then Fugo drank the hangover soup.

Mista, who had been persuading him for a long time just now, looked at me with a serious face.

The author has something to say: two in one, 21-1=20

Trishau's perspective is that there are many things I want to say, but I don't know how to say them, which directly leads to the inability to understand many things.

She recognized it because of the blood connection.Whether it is a person who was a child, a person who felt the door of the ward in the hospital, or a medical condition that inexplicably improved later, all of them can be linked together only by the induction of blood relationship.

So she can easily know that whether it is "not knowing them" or "not coming to pick her up in person" the silence is a lie.

He had come to see her, he knew her, he had even helped her without leaving a name.

And she knew he was using her.

But she thought the way he apologized was ridiculous.

What's more ridiculous than a villain who can't justify himself.

What could be more ridiculous than a father who knows every sentence is a lie but cannot comfort his daughter with lies.

Hugh sister has a scheduled episode [.

Anyway, I will leave all the episodes after the main text is finished, humming.

So No.1 said that it is really difficult to know what other people think about themselves

A few people's filters are about to burst

Now almost all stocks are looking at you through a filter, boss, quickly notice——! !

This chapter is covered by Routine·DIO·Bobo Panny【.

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