[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

How did he never know that COCO's room can accommodate so many people?

Giorno, who was almost knocked down as soon as he entered the room, fell silent.

"Ah, I'm sorry, are you okay? That... the grown-up Giorno?" Giorno, who was tilted to the side, was held by someone to avoid a chain reaction.

The grown-up Giorno... This title made him a little uncomfortable.

"Thank you very much, I'm fine, please don't worry." Giorno politely nodded to the man in thanks, he was a man with a strong figure and a warm smile.It can be seen that this person must be very popular.

"It's true that there are too many people, so be careful not to be hit." Jonathan was not surprised when he heard the conversation outside the room just now. "But there are no extra seats now. If you don't mind, you can come here."

More than just no extra seats?look over there!

In fact, Lisa Lisa, who had almost recovered, was forced to rest on the single sofa by Caesar. He and the young Joseph sat casually on the armrest of the sofa, on each side of the two, and they seemed to be chatting about something.

There was a group of people on the couch, Polnareff, Kakyoin, old Joseph and others who came first had already occupied the best seats.

But the couch was quite big, and Josuke, Koichi, and Rohan squeezed in to sit on it. Of course, Koichi was helplessly squeezed between the two of them, and it was impossible for Josuke and Rohan to sit together.

The 15-year-old Giorno and Bugarati occupied the round table, and it was just right for a few people to sit around.

Later people had no human rights, so Anna Sui and Ames had to stand against the wall. If you ignore Anna Sui's unkind eyes, it is quite harmonious.

"Mr. Joestar, are you really not going to rest anymore?" SPW on the side was a little worried.

"I'm really fine now...I can do a set of Ripple Sprint now." Jonathan was very helpless. He had occupied Joseph's sofa since he came in, and he was greeted after he stood up for a while.

"Okay, Mr. Joestar, please be careful...Hey!" SPW was hit on the shoulder by Naranja who passed by just after saying this, "Stay honest! It's so crowded and still running around , is really too ignorant..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, uncle." Nalanga was holding a bunch of cold drinks in his arms, which had just come out of the refrigerator.

"...Boy! Am I that old?!"

Giorno noticed that the 15-year-old self over there was a little concerned about him, and would look over from time to time.

"Excuse me, I just heard this man calling you Mr. Joestar?"

"Yes, I'm Jonathan Joestar, and this is my good friend Spitwagen." Jonathan introduced with a smile, and SPW on the side also straightened his collar and nodded in greeting.

Jonathan Joestar...

Giorno remembered this name, the name that was on DIO's lips almost every day.

DIO says his body from the neck down is from this man, Jonathan Joestar, so...

Giorno's eyes fell on Jonathan's shoulder, and from this angle, he couldn't see whether the other party had the same five-pointed star birthmark as himself.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Noticing Giorno's gaze, Jonathan asked.

"It's okay, I was rude." Giorno shook his head with a smile, and didn't say much, no one wants to know that his body will be taken away in the future, "I still have something to ask the 15-year-old me, so excuse me first .”

SPW looked at the back of Giorno leaving, and then looked at Jonathan who seemed to be thinking about something, "Mr. Joestar... I think this child seems to be more like you when he grows up?"

Gioruno said that he looks like Jonathan before. He said it when he was 15 years old. Now 25-year-old Giorno, his height has skyrocketed to 195cm, and he behaves like a gentleman. Except for the blond hair, he looks like Great Jonathan.

"Hahaha, is that so?" Jonathan stroked his hair shyly, "I think he is much more mature than me. If my father was alive, he would definitely like such a son more."

"What are you talking about! Mr. Joestar! Your father is definitely the one who loves you the most!"

"Ah, I know..."

Giorno had already walked to the round table, and the guards had glanced at him from time to time after he came in, and now they all stared at him openly when they saw him walking over.

"Hey, Bucciarati, do you think Giorno is so stressful when he grows up..." Mista leaned into Bucgarati's ear and whispered, "It seems that it's not just about height. The reason, the momentum is more..."

"Ah..." It was rare for Bugarati not to teach Mista a lesson about being impolite, and he responded.

"Giorno became so mature when he grew up..." Naranja said directly while chewing the ice cube in his mouth.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? But I suspect that you will still look like this when you grow up..." Fugo patted his head.

Naranja was very dissatisfied with his words, feeling that he was underestimated, "How is that possible! When I grow up, I will definitely look like a more mature man than Giorno!"

"Yes Yes……"

Ignoring the other people's farce, Giorno kept looking at the 15-year-old after greeting everyone politely.

"You have something to ask me." 15-year-old Giorno said his reason for coming.

"Yes." Giorno nodded, "I want to confirm whether you are the me in the past or the me in the parallel world."

If it was him in the past, what would happen after changing history?He couldn't tell either.

Maybe nothing will change, but another parallel world has been derived from him in the past, and there is no overlap with his world.

"Did you do something... that made you regret it?" The 15-year-old Giorno knew that he had guessed right when he saw that his adult self was silent. "Then, if you have any questions, please tell me."

Now that he knew Bugarati and the others, it must have been reported in the organization that the boss had a daughter, and he hadn't seen Trish until now, so it was probably similar to his situation, with two souls in one body.

If it is me in a parallel world, then it must be the most similar world, and the other party is likely to make the same decision as me.

Either way, he will stop it.

Giorno is not someone who will escape. He knows that his choice is wrong, so another self may be about to make a wrong choice. Why didn't he stop it in advance?

In this way, he knows that in a certain world, he and his mother are living happily together...

"Excuse me, have you seen this arrow before?" Giorno put aside the fantasy in his mind for the time being, and took out the worm arrow from his bosom.

"No."

Giorno breathed a sigh of relief, then the worst would not happen.

"Is Trish okay now?" He continued to ask, after all, his biological mother was going to do something to her.

The 15-year-old Giorno didn't answer the question immediately, but instead glanced at the teammates present.

"Trixiu? Did something happen to Trixiu?" It was Bugarati who spoke, and he looked nervously at Giorno, whom he already thought was the future.

"Isn't Trixie Giorno's younger sister? If you ask this, is it possible that some accident will happen to her in the future?" Fugo sensed that something was wrong.

Something was wrong... Giorno could see that, although the guards had seen Trish, they didn't even know that Trish was one with him.

"She's fine, she's fine at home." The 15-year-old Giorno has not told them about his physique until now. When he said this, he put his hand on his chest and looked directly at his 25-year-old self. .

Trish stayed well in the chamber of the soul.

Giorno read the news from his movements and nodded. It seems that no matter which world it is, Trixie is very strong.

"I want to tell you that mother never left you." Giorno finally said what he wanted to say to his former self.

He has already learned everything from Diego, how his mother got in, and what he would do every time he went.

He thought of the pudding that was so salty back then, maybe his mother did it on purpose...for fear of being exposed in front of him.

Why not?

Mingming told him well that as long as his mother told him that she didn't abandon him on purpose, and that the murderous intent she emitted was just a temporary fascination, he would believe it, but...

"Excuse me... have you made a mistake? My mother has been living with me."

"What...what?" Giorno's expression froze, "You...what did you just say?"

"...I mean, my mother has lived with me since I was born and never left."

The author has something to say:

Well, I thought this episode could be done in two extra chapters