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After Moriya stopped his sudden burst of crying and fidgeting, he returned to the mysterious posture of a patient with the second-class illness in the past.

Afterwards, they worked together to kill Zkairo who came to pursue him. To celebrate this victory, Naranja turned on his stereo and danced passionately on the deck of the speedboat.

Within two seconds, Moriya joined the dance king queue.

Last time, he failed to keep up with Nalanga's Speed, but this time!He must compete with Naranja!

Perhaps, this is the benefit of reading files?Moriya thought bitterly.

Nalanja looked at this new partner in surprise, he never expected that Moriya, who had just joined the guard team, could easily keep up with his dance steps.

"Naranja Favorability +20"

Just after the two started the crazy dance fight, Mista joined the queue of the two with a sliding step.

So the scene turned into a face-to-face dance between the three.

Soon, Fugo noticed the commotion here and wanted to join in. Mista pushed Fugo out of the dancing line, "Fugo! You can't come over—!"

Fugo: "??????"

Mista pointed at him and said loudly: "If you come in again, then we will be dancing with four people! This is too unlucky! Absolutely - not -!"

To express his strong disapproval, Mista put an X on his chest.

Fugo: "..."

Is this man sick? !

Seeing that the two were about to fight each other, Moriya suddenly pointed at Apaji and said, "In this case, why not let Apaji dance together? Now there are five people."

Mista and Fugo instantly turned their attention to Apache who was sitting idly by the side.

Apache: "???????"

Under the coercion and lure of his friends, this tall man with purple lipstick was forced off the dance floor

"... Fuge, we are doing a task that may have no tomorrow. In this case, you are not willing to let me go?!" Nalanja looked at the math problem in front of him in collapse.

They are obviously on a difficult escape journey, right?Why did he ask him to do math problems? !What hatred, what resentment!

"Nalanja," Fugo held Nalanja's shoulders, "you have to think about it, you are an inspirational person who wants to go back to school. I'm really worried that you have managed to memorize the past in the high-intensity battles of the past few days. I forgot all the ninety-nine multiplication tables that came down."

"How is it possible!" Naranja shouted dissatisfied.

Fugo: "Okay, then you can recite it right now."

Naranja: "..."

When Fuge was about to beat him violently and use his own pencil to fight against Naranja, Moriya finally couldn't stand it anymore, "I ask you a question, are you smart or Naranja smart?"

Fuge looked at Sen Ya in silence for a while, and he said, "Are you kidding me?"

Moriya immediately understood what Fugo meant, "You are so smart, how can you not teach Naranga mathematics?"

Fugo: "..."

What the hell you said makes sense and I'm speechless.

In the last episode, Moriya didn't stop Fugo's atrocities, firstly because he was not familiar with everyone at that time, and secondly because it was quite interesting to watch the two quarrel.

But it's different now, Nalanja has long been Mori's good friend, and Mori's feelings for Fugo are very complicated.

He is the only one in this line of people who has not joined the Bugarati rebel army because of the danger ahead.

Moriya knew that he had done nothing wrong, but he still had a grudge.

Fuge slapped the table, this genius who was being poisoned by Nalanja's IQ every day finally broke out unbearably, "Then you try to teach a mentally handicapped person who can never learn multiplication within two digits every day!?"

When Nalanjia heard this, she became manic immediately, "Huh?! You're calling me mentally retarded again?!"

Just when Nalanga was about to play with the knife in his hand to Fugo, Sen Mi held his hand down and shouted at Fugo: "I teach as I teach! I'm so smart, Can it be worse than what you taught?!"

Since then, Senya has taken over Naranga's education.

On the first day, he subtly understood Fugo's collapse.

"...Naranja, why is 29×16 equal to 54?" Moriya's hand holding the draft paper began to tremble.This little genius wrote a formula that even Gauss could not understand, challenging Moriya's nerves all the time.

"Ah? Because that's how the multiplication table is written." Naranja looked innocent.

Just when Fuge gloated and thought that Moriya was going to go berserk in the next second, the black-haired boy suddenly burst into laughter, his wild laughter almost toppled the roof.

Seeing that Naranja was about to take out the knife he was carrying and perform a knife trick on Moriya, Moriya suddenly stopped his laughter.

With tears in his eyes, he pressed Naranja's shoulder, and said excitedly, "Naranja! Don't get me wrong, I'm just marveling at my good luck——I actually met a genius!"

Naranja: "?????"

Fugo: "?????" What the hell are you talking about? !

The dark purple-haired boy immediately fell into a dazed state, Moriya patted him on the shoulder excitedly, "Believe me, there will never be another person in this world with a genius like you!"

Then he put Naranja's problem-solving ideas on Twitter, which suddenly became a source of happiness for the majority of netizens.

Fugo: "..."

damn it!There is still such an idea!

"Naranja Favorability +60"

"Fuge Favorability +20"

Fugo: "... Is he really smarter than me? No, I will never admit it. I just don't bother to teach that mentally retarded math."

After several teaching activities, Moriya not only increased Nalanja's favorability, but even Fuge, who had been watching, was surprised by Moriya's fancy rainbow fart, and his favorability also increased unconsciously. At 38 o'clock, it is already a score that you can go shopping together without scoring

When everyone solved a member of the assassination team who came to make trouble again, Moriya stood beside the lawn in a daze, ready to solve his physical problems.

As soon as he stood still, Nalanga walked to his side.

"Are you here to meet your physical needs too?" Moriya asked weakly.

"...Yes." The gifted child Naranja also replied as if his soul was out of his body.

However, soon, the exhausted state of the two was swept away.

Because, they discovered a new pleasure.

When the jet of water that Nalanga spat out was always on the line farther than Senya, Senya's belligerent factor was immediately aroused.

He tried to change posture trying to surpass Naranga.

But Naranja saw through his intentions, he gave a sneaky smile, and then he was always able to firmly press Moriya's head.

Moriya: "..." Gan!This guy!Is it so strong? !

Moriya rolled his eyeballs, yes, he may not be as good as Naranga in terms of shooting range, but!He can win in tricks!

Then, Nalanga saw that Moriya's water column suddenly drew an arc in the air.

Naranja: "???!!!!!!"

Is this all right? !

Not long after, Giorno frowned and asked Fugo who had just returned to the car beside him, "Where are Ami and Naranja?"

Fu Ge replied with a blank expression: "The two of them are playing to see who pees farther away. Before I came back just now, it seemed to have evolved into a trick pee contest."

Mista turned pale when he heard the words: "What?! Can those two brats have enough battery life to play for so long?!"

Fugo and Giorno: "..."

It's obviously a very manly match, why is it so weird to be called by this person? !

The crowd once again came to the church in Venice.

This time, due to Senya's intervention, Bugarati did not sleep here.

When Bugarati made another declaration of rebellion to everyone, everyone joined Bugarati's rebel team as in the previous week, except for Fugo.

"We have already fought against the boss," Moriya said to Fugo's back, "No one died, and this path of rebellion is far brighter than you imagine."

Fuge suddenly came back to his senses, and he shouted at Moriya excitedly: "...what do you know! This road——"

"This road is really not suitable for a coward like you—!" Moriya roared back in a more manic voice, and he vented all his anger in the last week, "I really don't understand you Ah, you didn't look like a wimp in the previous battle? Didn't you work hard? Didn't you work hard? Didn't you contribute your IQ far beyond ordinary people to everyone in the team? You obviously did! Why do you have to stop at this critical place!"

"What do you know!" Fugo yelled angrily, pointing at Moriya, "A person like you doesn't even have the feeling of fear?! Do you think that everyone trusts Giorno's ability unconditionally like you?! Do I want to gamble my life on this illusory road?!"

"Then what's wrong! Didn't you do this all the way before?! Could it be that our overthrow of the boss' rule is not as good as the benefits that Bugarati can give you after becoming a cadre? You are not a genius at all! You are a real idiot!"

"Say it again?! Do you think I dare not?!" Fugo was instantly irritated.

"Then come and prove it to me! Who wouldn't tell?!"

The scene of the quarrel between the two elementary school chickens was stunned for a while. When everyone came back to their senses, what they saw was Fuge angrily walking onto the speedboat.

"Go away, Giorno!" Fugo simply stepped onto the speedboat and pushed away Giorno who wanted to stop him.

Fuge grabbed Moriya's collar, and was about to punch his pretty face, but Moriya squeezed Fuge's wrist, "Is this your choice?"

Fugo's furious brain suddenly calmed down.

...He stood on this speedboat.He thought this would be a helpless choice for him, but after standing with this group of people, his heart unexpectedly calmed down strangely.

And the black-haired boy standing opposite him was looking at him casually with raised eyebrows, "Isn't this very brave?"

Moriya flexibly turned her wrist, "In this case, why not be louder when you refute me next time? Since you have the courage, don't act like a bum."

"That's great, Fuge!" Nalanga was the first to rush up and hug Fugo, "I knew you wouldn't leave!"

Mista clicked his tongue twice, "It's not easy, Fuge, seeing that you are sweating profusely, I don't know if you thought you were going to be executed?"

Nalanja couldn't hold back and shouted back: "This is no different from going to the execution ground! Why are you so demanding! Don't think I didn't see that your waist is full of sweat!"

"...Hey, are you perverted? Why are you staring at my waist?!" Mista turned pale with shock.

Moriya looked at Fuge standing in the middle of everyone in a daze, grinned and showed his big white teeth, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Fuge Favorability +60"

This is the second regret that Moriya has reversed since retracing - he pushed the hesitant Fugo hard, forcing him to make the final choice.

Unlike the story that happened in the last gear, Fugo, who had escaped from the rebel army early because the road ahead was too dangerous, joined this battle.

All members of the guard defected.

Moriya looked at these familiar figures and took a deep breath.He must, must let this group of people go to the end

It didn't take long for everyone to more or less discover that something was wrong with Moriya.

"...When he first joined our team, he would beep crazily every time after finishing off the enemy. Have we forgotten something?" A group of people in Mista sat together, discussing this wonderful matter in a low voice.

"But Ami doesn't say anything now," Buccarati concluded.

"What's so strange about this? A person will grow up and become less secondary, and he may have to thank this experience in the future." Apache said nonchalantly.

Giorno put down the water glass in his hand heavily, and said to Apache coldly: "This is serious enough. Ami is not so happy now."

After some discussion, everyone decided to send Senya's mentally handicapped partner Naranja to appease him.

However, everyone may have overestimated Nalana's IQ. It didn't take long for him to shout in front of Mori's eyes: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You can't handle such a complicated thing!"

Moriya looked at his almost crying expression, but suddenly laughed out loud.

"Wait, wait? Has Naranja completed the task?" Mista looked at Naranja and Sen Ya nervously while holding the bushes.

"...Not counting? Although he smiled, he still felt very tired." Fuge concluded after observing for a while.

Giorno looked solemn, "In this kind of thing, the one you trust the most is not me, but Naranja. It turns out... don't I know Ami enough?"

Bugarati, Fugo, Mista and Apache: "..."

Are you still thinking about this kind of thing? !When this person encounters Moriya, it's the same as taking Jiangzhi pills? !

So, after Nalanga returned in defeat, Giorno took the initiative to ask for a fight.

As if knowing that everyone is not at ease, Moriya and Giorno walked to the nearby bridge together.The two sat down side by side, and Moriya stretched his legs out through the gap in the bridge's guardrail.

"Hey...giogio." Moriya poked Giorno's leg with his dangling toes.

The blond donut boy looked at him quietly.

These days, Sen Ya has grown rapidly under everyone's amazed eyes.

The normally willful young man suddenly became quiet.

The donut boy didn't feel any displeasure when Sen Ya's toes kicked his trouser legs like this. He looked at Sen Ya quietly, waiting to be Mori Ya's most loyal listener.

Moriya was silent for a long time, but in the end, he chose to truthfully speak out the question that had troubled him for a long time.

"If I say, this is a game world, but you are all NPCs in it, what would you think?" Moriya still made this cruel-sounding assumption.

Giorno did not show any surprised expression, he smiled gently, "Is this your whimsical idea again?"

Moriya snorted softly and said, "Anyway, you should talk first."

Giorno thought for a while: "Ami, are you the only player in this world?"

"Of course!" Sammy replied.

Giorno nodded knowingly, and then, he turned his head to look at Senya, and said seriously: "Then, dear player, the npc Giorno Giobana in this world is looking forward to your greeting with enthusiasm. Raiders."

Moriya looked at the blond boy opposite and opened his eyes slightly.

He didn't expect that Giorno's answer would be this.

After being silent for a long time, Moriya laughed, "...Didn't I already attack you? Can't it be a little challenging?"

Giorno showed surprise for the first time, "So you think so?"

Sen Ya stared at him with rounded eyes, "Am I blind? Can't you tell?"

Giorno couldn't help laughing, he shook his head and said, "No, you are right, Ami. I have indeed been captured by you."

With the approval of Giorno himself, Moriya smiled proudly.

But soon, he hesitated again.

"Then, what about the other people?" As if to cover up his discomfort, Moriya scratched his face, trying to cover up his inner unease with small movements.

Looking at him like this, Giorno couldn't help but tell him the answer in his heart.

"Although I don't want to answer..." Giorno said quickly, when Moriya was confused by his words, he continued very naturally: "Probably I think so too."

Moriya felt that his heavy heart suddenly became alive again.

"……is that so?"

"It must be." Giorno's reply without the slightest hesitation undoubtedly gave Mori a boost.

He stretched out his hand from the guardrail, and reached out to Giorno, "...Thanks."

The next second, Moriya's hand was tightly clenched by Giorno.

"...Eh? Well, I didn't mean to hold hands with you. Don't you think it's gay to be gay like this? Brothers, of course we have to fight!"

Giorno: "..."

After letting Giorno go back first, Moriya lay down on the lawn alone.

Not long after, a tall figure walked towards him.

"Hey, kid, get out of the car if you want to sleep." Apache looked impatiently at Sen Ya who was strutting around on the grass.

"What, it's you." Mori looked up at him, then lay back on the lawn and pretended to be dead, "I'm not allowed to think deeply about life in the dead of night? Even my free time is taken care of. Are you my mother?"

"You little brat——" Apaki was about to jump violently on the spot, but he swallowed hard after seeing Moriya's listless lying posture like a dead fish, "...are you in pain?"

Moriya muttered: "...I was just thinking about something, which made me a little distressed."

"Then give up, won't giving up take away all your pressure?" Apaki looked at Sen Ya coldly and said.

Who knew that Sen Ya curled his lips indifferently after hearing his answer, "Are you a vicious villain?"

Apache: "?"

"You won't give up yourself, but you still persuade me to give up as soon as possible? Do you want everyone to be passive and sabotage, and give up halfway, so as to highlight your own uniqueness?"

Apache's hoarse voice sounded: "...will not give up? Are you talking about me? Don't be kidding, I will always be the first person to give up."

Moriya rolled his eyes at him, and said casually, "You guys are really duplicity. You are the kind of person who always talks bad about yourself, but you don't think so at all in your heart." Said, Moriya sneered He said, "Although I don't know why your personality is so distorted, but I advise you to be kind in real name. You are the type of top student? In the middle of the night, I persuade the students who are reviewing in the same class to give up their ascension guy as soon as possible."

After a while, Sen Ya only heard a heavy muffled sound, and when he looked up, he saw Apache sitting on the grass not far from him.

This tall man had an incomprehensible look on Moriya's face, he seemed to be in shock.

Ten seconds later, a row of bubbles suddenly appeared above Apache's head.

"...Obviously I wanted to motivate this brat, but unexpectedly, I was inspired by him instead?"

"Apaki Favorability +60"

Moriya: "???????"

Is this all right? !It turns out that being mad at this stinky fool can have his favorability? !

"Apaki's impression has changed, please pay attention to check"

Moriya's heart skipped a beat, and he waited for two seconds before clicking on the character favorability panel.

"Apaki: Most of the time, I have brain problems, but occasionally I can say a word, a wise and foolish partner"

Moriya looked at this new impression and couldn't speak for a long time.

...He did it, he created a new bond.

...but what about this impression?Aren't you naive insulting him?He really can beat people——!

During the following journey, Moriya seemed to be stretched to the maximum extent.

When they successfully killed Diablo, Moriya was stunned for a long time before he had real joy.

He was hugged by the excited companions around him, everyone's arms were trying to strangle him.

"...Let go, you guys! People who haven't showered for six or seven days don't deserve to hug me—!"

Sen Ya angrily pushed away the group of dogs exuding a faint fragrance.

At this moment, the system prompt suddenly appeared.

"Congratulations to the player Asahina Sumya for completing the hidden mission - the recovery of the sleeping slaves"

"The hidden story line begins here - the prelude to the rebellion"

"Congratulations to the player for achieving the achievement without injury - all members of the guard survived"

"Task Rewards [-] Achievement Points"

"Player Asohina Sumya has been awarded the title——Unyielding Will"

"Title description: They are a group of slaves of fate, and you will wake them up with your unyielding will. From now on, they will embark on the road of rebellion and smash the shackles of fate with your own hands."

Seeing the hidden tasks he had completed and the new title he had obtained, Moriya fell into a daze.

This was the first time the system jumped out to explain it to him in person, and the title was also the first time he encountered it.

"Simiya, I've wanted to ask since the day I went to pick up Trish." Bugarati hesitated a few times, but still asked his inner confusion, "You've been very tired all the way, and the pressure is more than any of us. It's all big, what happened?"

As he spoke, Buccarati said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I should have asked you this question on the way, but I tried to find Giorno and Naranca to ask you, and even Apache got involved. But I haven't been able to solve this problem for you."

Apache: "...Hey! Bugarati, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Shut up, Apache! Don't you understand the current atmosphere!" Mista frantically held down the arrogant ambassador.

Everyone stared at Moriya, wanting to share the burden on his shoulders.

"... So, is it so obvious?" Moriya lowered his head and said in a low voice, "If you have to ask, it's okay to tell you."

Everyone pricked up their ears, waiting to hear Moriya's knot in his heart.

At this moment, Sen Ya suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Because I came back from the end of reincarnation to find you!"

Everyone: "..."

Return their worries——!

After confirming that Moriya was fine, Mista's mouth started to babble again.

"Have we considered that we have successfully defeated the boss? Don't you think this matter is very commemorative?" He tried to arouse everyone's interest.

Naranja asked in confusion, "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"That's it--something iconic! For example, give our team a cool name? The guard team is too ordinary? It's really hard to be worthy of our group of revolutionaries who have successfully rebelled." Mi As Star said, he looked at Mori with suggestive eyes.

In Mista's mind, Mori is the funniest of the group.He can often say something that people don't understand, so Mista handed over the glorious and arduous task of naming to Senya.

The others were obviously also moved by Mista's proposal. They thought the same as Mista. Although they spurned Mista's formalism, everyone was still a little curious about the naming.

"That's called the awakened slave." Moriya said suddenly.

"...so shameless." Nalanga completely lost enthusiasm after hearing this name. He thought that according to Sen Ya's usual coolness, he would definitely come up with a very compelling name. These words are tied together.

Moriya smiled and shook his head. He looked back at the group and explained seriously: "Don't you think it's suitable for us? Everyone is a slave played by fate. In fact, we have a 90.00% possibility of being We will die on this road of resistance, but in the end, we created a miracle together—no one died. Everyone ushered in the ending they expected. How small is the probability of this matter, can you Can you imagine?"

Everyone opened their eyes slightly and looked at the young man who summed up this desperate journey with a passionate tone.

"From the moment we defeated Diablo, from the moment we all stand here, we are no longer slaves to be teased by fate," Moriya showed his white teeth, " All of us woke up."

No one could have expected Moriya's insightful speech, but everyone was moved by his words.

Everyone is a slave of fate, but some people stand up and resist, while others are passive and silent.Some people fail, some people succeed.And they are the few who create miracles.

Bugarati nodded and affirmed Moriya's new name for the guard: "This name really suits us."

"No, only you are not." Moriya shook his head and denied Bugarati's words, "You are not a member of the awakened slave team." He kicked Bugarati out.

Just when Bugarati looked at him blankly, Moriya spoke again.

He said solemnly: "You are, the golden wind."

The golden wind that blows across the sky of Rome is forever engraved in the bottom of Moriya's heart, and it also blows away the fog that has always been in front of his eyes for him, allowing him to see a brand new path - always be a person who cherishes the present people.

He will no longer hesitate, no longer cherish the memory lost in the torrent of time.

He will always stare ahead of himself.

"You taught everyone to resist," Senmi smiled at Bucciarati, and poked his thumb towards his heart. "More importantly, you also taught me to be strong."

This is the best gift for growing up.

Moriya's purple eyes were shining brightly. Although his voice and expression were very calm, Bugarati could see a trace of tears from those eyes.

"...Ami." Bugarati subconsciously called out the boy's name. He didn't know what the boy had experienced during this period of time.

Moriya is growing at an unmatched speed, and every day, you can see the transformation happening in him.

Just when Bugarati was trembling in his heart, Moriya suddenly said loudly: "You will always be my most respected elder!"

Everyone: "..."

Giorno, who was about to rush forward to interrupt the weird atmosphere between the two, suddenly staggered.

"Buggarati! I've been curious about a question for a long time." Moriya changed his impassioned attitude just now, and jumped up and down around Bukgarati like a grasshopper.

"How do you judge whether a person is lying or not through sweat?! Is there any special skill? I want to learn too!"

Bucciarati: "...No, this is—"

"Teach me! Teach me!" Moriya began to yell persistently.

Suddenly, three hands appeared on Giorno's shoulders. Apache, Fugo, and Mista lowered their heads slightly and stretched out their hands to hold Donut's shoulders. Their expressions were covered by a black shadow.

"Anxin, brother, it's just the parents taking care of the children." Mista said with a deep expression.

Fugo and Apache remained silent, but patted Giorno's shoulder equally deeply.

Giorno was dumbfounded by the actions of this group of people, "Of course I know that Ami—"

"Hey!" Nalanga jumped onto Giorno's back with a pounce, "What kind of riddles are you playing! Tell me quickly!"

Fugo looked at Naranja sympathetically, "Naranja, give up, this is not something you can understand at your age."

"Fugo, are you looking down on me?! Giorno is obviously two years younger than me!"

"Yes, I'm just looking down on you. You, a mentally handicapped child who knows how to be silly every day, how can you understand Giorno's mind?" Mista teased Naranja to his heart's content.

Sure enough, Naranja, who couldn't stand other people making fun of his IQ the most, ran away in a second, and he was beaten after chasing Mista.

Moriya smiled and looked up at the blue sky of Rome amidst the chattering voices of a group of people.

This time, the golden wind did not appear again.

He successfully fulfilled the promise he made in his heart - he wanted to let this group of people go to the end intact

Many years have passed since this incident, but as long as Moriya tries to recall, the picture of Buccarati turning into gold and dissipating in the world will continue to echo in front of his eyes.

"...I still don't know what you meant at that time." Giorno whispered.

Moriya thought about it hard, and found that he couldn't think of what deep words he had left at that time, which made Giorno still brood on him after so many years, and he couldn't understand it.

"You said, you came back from the end of reincarnation to find us. What does the end of reincarnation mean?"

Moriya: "..."

It means middle two——!

...Why did he have to say the classic lines of Liu Dao Mu to everyone in a twitch? !

Mori felt humiliated again.

He shouldn't have played these expansion packs when he was dying of the second illness!Because everything was recorded truthfully by this group of people.

...Isn't it good to forget? !

As if reading something from Moriya's erratic expression, Giorno was very considerate and didn't ask again.

"It looks like I'm worrying too much, it's just an ordinary middle school two-style speech."

Moriya: "..."

Is this bubble a little too much? !

"...Ami, two years have passed, and I can still remember what happened in those nine days," Giorno said suddenly.

Moriya let out a deep breath, and said frankly: "Me too. But, I am very happy. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is my most precious memory."

If there is no "Italian Style", if there is no Bugarati, then he will definitely not become what he is now.

He couldn't read the file nearly two hundred times to save Odasaku, and he wouldn't go online again after Dazai took Odasaku away. He would leave the game world that had brought him countless joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

Only after experiencing the worst future, can Moriya persevere in this situation.

Because he always firmly believes that as long as everyone is still alive, there must be opportunities to continue to create new bonds.

...Although he couldn't forgive Osamu Dazai immediately, and even wanted to beat him violently.

"To this day, I also firmly believe that getting to know you is my greatest achievement."

Mori stretched out his hand to Giorno, with a smile on his face, and looked at the donut boy standing opposite him with clear eyes.

Moriya thought he could get a high five.

As if bewitched by this smile, Giorno subconsciously held the hand that Moriya offered.

Then, he saw Moriya's expression suddenly became weird.

Giorno regained consciousness instantly.

And it's too late.

"...Giogio, after two years, you are still a boy who loves to hold hands with others very much." Moriya said with a strange expression.

Giorno: "..."

To this day, Giorno is still unable to give a reasonable explanation for his subconscious hand-holding behavior :)