[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

"Mother, I'm back."

The sound from the entrance stopped Diablo, who was cooking, and quickly wiped his hands, and rushed out with his apron hanging aside.

"Welcome back, Giorno." Looking at Giorno who was changing shoes at the door, Diablo said with a smile, but he was still a little upset when he saw his golden hair.

"Tsk, that guy DIO's genes are too strong..."

"Mother...you have said this many times." Giorno felt a little helpless, "How about I dye it back to pink later? Maybe I can spray some dark green spots on it like you?"

"It doesn't matter, it's always bad for your hair to be dyed." Diablo shook his head, "You just need to let Trish come out."

"..." His son has no status.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the other party, Giorno sighed and had to resign himself to let Trish come out.

Diablo looked at Giorno's small suit that exposed a large chest, and became more amorous after Trish came out, and frowned, "How can Giorno wear such clothes! Trish It's almost time to show off!"

"Mom, my brother said that this way the buttons won't collapse..." Trixie looked down and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"It makes sense... But how can this work without a bra! If you don't wear it for a long time, it will sag! What does a boy like Giorno know!" Diablo pulled Trish, and stretched out his hand to drag the other's perfectly developed breasts , "I will go to the specialty store with me later, and buy a few that have the effect of standing and gathering."

"Okay..." Trixie couldn't stop smiling, "Just now my brother said 'please don't discuss this topic in front of boys'." I imitated Giorno's tone by ten times ten.

Diablo rolled his eyes rarely, "Since you know, don't listen and let him go to sleep."

ruthless……

How long has this life lasted?Giorno inadvertently recalled things from his childhood.

On that snowy night, Trixie finally decided to tell his mother about the twin souls, and they discussed in the phone booth what to say.

Then he saw his mother, who had just left for a short time, running towards him in a hurry, and the opened door made a clanging sound, one can imagine how much effort the person who opened the door used.

Giorno stared blankly at his mother's eager expression, and asked in doubt, "Mom? Are you done?"

"..." Hearing his soft voice, Diablo choked up, "Ah...it's okay, let's go home..."

After that, he and Trixie told his mother the truth, and sure enough, as he thought, his mother was only surprised by the existence of Trixie, and there was no hate in her eyes.

Trixie was excited for a long time to be able to appear in front of his mother openly. That night, he rolled around on the bed and hit his head on the head of the bed, but his mother who was working next door seemed to hear the movement.

Opening the door and looking at Trish, who was covering his head and eyes with tears, his mother reluctantly stayed and slept with her.

This kind of life has continued until now. He and Trixie are already 15 years old. In class, they both listen together. If Trixie doesn't understand anything, Giorno will teach her.

Because the two are in such a system, they don't have too many contacts with outsiders, and their friends are only superficial.

After dinner, the mother and daughter went to the underwear store. Although his mother told him to go to sleep in the depths of his soul, he still couldn't help listening to the conversation between the two.

Thanks to these, he has a deeper understanding of women than those veteran flirtatious girls...

"Eh? Do you really want to wear something like this?" Trish looked at the large lace corset in Diablo's hand and hesitated.

"Of course, it's the end of March, so you can't wear something so thick." Diablo gestured on Trish's chest, "Besides, it's not just you wearing it, but Giorno as well."

"Huh?" Trish's green eyes almost shattered.

Diablo glanced at her, "Giorno, don't just come out and share your sight, do you even want to peek at your sister's body?"

"..." Giorno is very innocent, he obviously only came out to see what he said just now, but his mother really has sharp eyes, she can see through him at a glance...

"No, I just want to ask why you still want me to wear..."

"Do you want Trish to wear a suit naked every time she comes out?" Diablo said angrily, and didn't look at Tobio wearing the bra she bought.

Of course, these words were just in his mind, and Diablo didn't tell them that he was actually one body and two souls.

"I'm a man, I wear this..." Giorno didn't know what words to use to dissuade Diablo from this idea.

"What's wrong with the man? Look at the man over there. He's wearing a lace mesh bra, which is bigger than your size." Diablo raised his chin in a certain direction, motioning them to look over there.

The two people who shared their gaze turned around and saw a girl with a younger cut...well, it was indeed a man. He was wearing a white suit decorated with black tadpoles, and it was the same open-chested style as Giorno's before.

The lace mesh corset he was wearing was on display, and not only that, but he was also sternly examining the other styles on the shelf in front of him.

Diablo knew this person. He was the leader of a team under Polpo. His name was Bruno Bucciarati. All his information was stored in his computer.

Seemingly noticing other people's gaze, Bugarati looked sideways, and Trixie also felt that his gaze was a little rude, so he smiled at him apologetically, but the other party didn't mind, and returned the same smile.

"If you don't want to be seen by others, you can wear a conservative suit." Diablo didn't give Giorno a chance to refute, and called Trish to the changing room, "From now on, no sharing of sight is allowed! "

"understood……"

At this time, Giorno had no idea that he would see the man in the lace net corset again.

He took the tram to go to school as usual, and the man he met yesterday appeared in front of him and asked some strange questions.

"Although I asked something irrelevant just now, but..." Bucciarati's expression became serious, "You know me, right? I confirmed it the first time you looked over."

"...No, I don't know him." I just saw it through Trish's eyes, how could it be considered acquaintance?

Buccarati ignored his rebuttal, and instead began to say something that made Giorno inexplicable.

Giorno wondered if this person thought he was wearing a lace corset and came to strike up a conversation with him...

"I've never heard of the person named Luca you mentioned, and I was just passing by." Even so, Giorno patiently explained to him.

"Is it?"

Hello!too close!Looking at Buccarati who leaned over to stare at him, Giorno resisted the movement of retreating.

"No sweat, well, I believe you." Buccarati finally let him go.

Although Bugarat left, Giorno fell into deep thought.The man just now...he said he was a gangster.

In fact, he didn’t have a good impression of gangsters because of his childhood, but this didn’t prevent him from wanting to be a gangster. In the current situation in Italy, gangsters have more power than government officials, and he wants to be the one at the top.

His mother worked hard to raise the two of them by herself, and was harassed by gangsters (although they all died miserably in the end). He felt that if he just entered an ordinary company to work after graduation, he would not be able to support his mother.

Their family lived in a villa, and their food and clothing were all luxuries. His mother worked so hard to make money to make them live so well. He was already 15 years old, and it was too unreasonable not to do anything else.

However, Giorno still felt that he had to discuss this matter with his mother.

"Mother, I want to join the gang."

"……what?"

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