[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

They have been given a lot of time, and Diablo, who has been following the battle between the two organizations, knows that Kyade is going to succeed.

After several rounds of fighting, a lot of members of the opponent's organization were lost, and some high-level officials were also assassinated in the chaos.

Heh... Diablo looked at the message sent in the email, and with the boy Paret following him, he felt much more relaxed, and he didn't have to go out to watch every day at all.

[Dear Hewlett,

Brother will make a big move tonight, I don’t know the specifics because I didn’t participate, you can ask brother.

Also, can I have dinner with you tomorrow?

Forever your Paret. ]

Big move...

"Mom?" There was a knock on the door, and Giorno's voice came from outside the door, "The water in the bathroom is ready!"

"Here we come~" Diablo turned off the computer, got up and went to open the door. Giorno was already waiting at the door with his pajamas in his arms. "Really, you can't run barefoot on the ground!"

As he said that, Diablo picked him up, held his little feet with warm hands, and frowned immediately, "I'll go buy a carpet tomorrow... what color does Giorno like?"

"Hmm...pink?" Giorno was very happy that he had the same hair color as his mother, which was why Trixie was worried that she would not be liked, as she was easily associated with DIO with blonde hair.

"You like pink so much?" Diablo smiled and scratched the soles of his feet, and the latter shrank back itchyly, "I'll go see what's nice tomorrow."

"...Can't I go?" Giorno blinked and asked, after all, Diablo didn't take him out these days.

"After a while, there are some things recently. You are safer at home. If you have anything, you can call me." Diablo rubbed his head twice, and the matter was almost resolved.

Although I don't know what they will do tonight, it is not difficult to guess based on Creedy's recent actions.

After suffering so many losses, it is normal for the high-level executives of the other party to get together for a meeting to find a solution. Now that it is dark, Paret sent himself the email just now. It is obviously a temporary decision. It was also not long ago that the opponent's stronghold was discovered.

"Understood..." Giorno pouted to express his dissatisfaction, then looked up at Diablo, "Then, can I sleep with my mother tonight?"

That pair of bright green eyes looked at her, and this cute look directly blocked all the words of rejection from Diablo's throat.

"...Okay." Diablo shook his head helplessly.

Ever since he came to Italy, Giorno found that he had never slept with his mother, and he suddenly missed his time in Egypt.

Although Diablo himself didn't want to return to that life of captivity at all, but for Giorno, his mother at that time was his alone.

He is the only one who knows the existence of his mother, and he provides all the food, and his mother cannot do without him.

At this time, Giorno didn't know how dangerous his idea was. After all, the thinking of two or three-year-old children tended to be more instinctive.

The next morning, when the sun shone in, Giorno frowned, and burrowed into Diablo's arms again.

Diablo's eyelashes trembled because of his actions, and he showed signs of waking up, but since there was no further 'harassment' from the other party, his breathing gradually calmed down.

If Diablo opened his eyes at this moment, he would be surprised to find that the Giorno he was holding turned into blond hair.

The real Giorno was sleeping, but Trish woke up early, and when she opened her eyes, she saw her brother in her mother's arms, and she couldn't help but change herself out.

Very warm...just as I imagined...

Trixie took a deep breath, filled with the fragrance of her mother, this must be too happy... She not only thought of it.

Mommy should wake up later, let her hold her for a while longer...

But the truth is so cruel, Diablo's biological clock is at play, and the rolling sound of her throat indicates that she is about to wake up.

Opening his eyes in a daze, the pupils were not yet in focus at this time, Diablo caught a glimpse of gold, and blinked his dry eyes again, the gold from just now had long since disappeared.

She counted the golden color just now on the head of the sun outside the window, rubbed two handfuls of Giorno's little pink hair in her arms, and got up to go to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Giorno opened his eyes. He was asleep at first, but he was pushed out by Trish just now.

"Wouldn't it be better to just let mom know?" Giorno was helpless, why was Trish so cowardly to mom!

"No! I'm not ready yet!"

Is there anything to prepare for this?Giorno turned over and looked out the window. The winter sun was not warm at all, so he shrank into the blanket.

"If you say it earlier, you can get your mother's love one day earlier, can't you?"

This is true, but Trixie is also afraid that if what he says he gets is his mother's disgust, then all his hopes will be shattered...

"I... I will say it sooner or later..." Trish protested softly.

After the two...or three of them finished their breakfast, Diablo waited for news from Paret.

It was nearly noon when she got the news. As she expected, the operation went smoothly. The other organization's property had been owned by Kyade, and the high-level management had been resolved.

Paret's email also thoughtfully said that they kept the corpses. After all, these are Diablo's 'enemies', so seeing is believing.

Diablo curled his lips into a smile. Sure enough, he made the right choice. It was not just because of her funding that he annexed an organization that was originally evenly matched in such a short period of time.

Baby brother's life and heart are in her hands, probably because she is eager to get rid of her, but she can work so hard...

But Creedy is definitely not someone who can swallow his losses. He must know that Paret has been passing the news to her, and this email is definitely written under his instruction.

In other words, this time she went, she would not live in peace as usual, but it didn't matter, this was also the planned round, and the rewards for the investment could be recovered today.

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Looking around at the row of guns aiming at his head, Diablo felt a little funny, "Do you think these can deal with me?"

"...I didn't think so." Creedy stared at her blankly, "If I'm not wrong, you seem to have the ability to predict, although I don't want to think about it..." He even doubted that Di Was Apollos a man?

Diablo stood there with a smile, without any movement.

"Boss, do you want to shoot?" Creedy's subordinates whispered. He had never seen Diablo's power, so he thought the woman was just putting on a show.

"Wait a minute..." Creedy still had some doubts about her, "Tell me your purpose, and I will keep your whole body. Even if you can predict it, it will only take a few seconds. You can see it for a few minutes and hours." What's next?"

"Really? But I've already seen your death..." Diablo talked nonsense with him very leisurely, after all, there are still many scenes to come.

Creedy didn't say anything, and made a gesture, and several people around him immediately pulled the trigger, and the bullet passed through Diablo.

The deleted 0.5 second is not felt at all, and it is impossible for people to catch the flying bullet disappearing for a period of time with the naked eye.

The wall behind Diablo is riddled with gunshot wounds.

Creedy had this suspicion when Paret described his first meeting with Diablo.

"Shoot in turn." He didn't believe that all the bullets could be dodged!

However, as soon as he said this, he also had an extra gun on his head.

"So, did you foresee my actions?" Creedy looked very calm, and even Diablo was a little puzzled, "Although I don't know how you did it, but you really can't predict a few minutes. After that."

Creedy's subordinates also reacted and shifted their guns.

"What do you want to say?" Diablo squinted at the actions of those subordinates, obviously facing his own boss, but the hand holding the gun did not tremble at all, and his eyes were full of awareness.

"You should pay for your self-confidence." Creedy smiled, "This place is full of bombs, enough to blow up this building!"

"Are you crazy?" Diablo didn't expect this guy to be so crazy.

"I've already taken care of the organization's affairs. As long as I die, the next boss will be Paret. I won't allow you to destroy him!" Creedy's eyes were full of madness, he turned around and was about to Go get Diablo.

"I advise you to stop." Diablo took a step back, and the Crimson King had already restrained Creede's actions for him.

"Brother! Stop it!"

Here comes the good show...