DIO Magic House Investigation Report

After 1980, Japan entered the era of the bubble economy, the richest in the entire society, and almost all Japanese people had money they couldn't spend.The starting fee for a taxi is 5 yen, and the price of a casual p***house suit is around [-] yen, and almost every middle school student has countless pocket money.

Everyone is rich except me.

When their stocks plummet and their real estate plummets, they'll regret their lifestyle.I thought to myself as I walked down the street.

After checking in at the hotel and throwing my luggage in, I began to beat DIO's waist and legs in a fawning manner.

"You have worked hard, Master DIO, come here, let me help you relax your muscles."

All the way here, I can clearly feel his unhappiness.I think this is still related to the reason I asked him to let me go.

According to common sense, DIO can get any woman with just one look.Countless women are even willing to sacrifice their lives for him and become a part of him, but there is actually a chick here who doesn't know what to do and wants to leave him on her own initiative.

He can't accept this feeling of being dumped, but he really doesn't need anyone, anyone is a tool for him DIO, no one is irreplaceable.

But he will still be upset. It has to be said that this may have aroused his desire to win.People will never care about things that are easily obtained, on the contrary, the more they are not obtained, the more fragrant they are. This rule applies to anyone.

No one can dump him DIO unless he gets tired of dropping each other.

I feel like I'm dying, but the situation is such that I have to take a risk.If a person does not move forward, he will never make a breakthrough, and if he is content with the status quo, he can only perish in a frog boiled in warm water.So I pretended not to notice his displeasure, and pretended to please him loyally, and proposed to him to go to Hakone Bubble Hot Spring together.

"Did you forget that we're not here to play?"

He looked at me with a displeased face, and he didn't show any interest in hot spring travel, but he was still easy to talk to, "When you complete the task, then I will accompany you as a reward, and you can play as long as you want."

When the task is completed, the time limit for making a wish has already reached. I am afraid that instead of simply soaking in the hot spring, he will create obscene things in the hot spring... I have no doubts about his imagination and creativity.

But I still humbly agreed on the surface, "I'm looking forward to it very much, Mr. Dio. I will definitely complete the work you asked as soon as possible."

I... will try my best to find a peaceful solution.

To be honest, Jonathan Joestar is a kind and good person, his memory even infected me a bit, affecting my emotions.The most bizarre thing is that DIO obviously has feelings for Jonathan. He regards Jonathan as his respected opponent, but he still has no intention of letting go of his descendants.Perhaps for DIO, no one can replace Jonathan as his best friend and opponent. I still believe that Father Puqi is just a tool man.

It is definitely not easy to impress a man like that.Father Pucci thought he was recognized, but I think he was just being used.

Even if I'm a cold-hearted woman who doesn't care about others, I can't do it to hurt innocent people.I'm even rooting for Joestar's descendants to smash DIO, even though I'm drawn to him.

DIO is dangerous, charming, and addictive, but I still have my senses, so I need to get as far away from him as possible.

"Speaking of which, there doesn't seem to be any sense of disobedience in blending in with high school students with your face. Is this your plan?"

DIO watched me try on the sailor uniform that was sent to the hotel room in the afternoon, and judged with one hand on his chin, "The Japanese are so weird that they let female students wear this uniform. But they also like it very much. The theme of shooting sailor suits in pornographic movies, why is that?"

... He really understands.I couldn't help but secretly complained, couldn't he have already rented DVDs and watched those discs?No, it's kind of hard to imagine.

"There are many people with various tastes, not only that, but there is also a special category of time-stop series, are you interested?"

"Why should I go to this kind of movie?" Dio suddenly snapped.

...OK, I know you don't need to, you can do it yourself.

"But the sailor suit is so cute, I've wanted to wear it for a long time, hey."

The sailor suits of this period were generally as long as the calf. I wore the sailor suit that was shortened to above the knee length, showing absolute territory, and I felt that I was a bit too out of date.

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to when it's ripped off of you," he commented deadpan.

"..."

Don't spoil the atmosphere like this!unacceptable!

It's a pity that you can only talk...you, no.

"I'm looking forward to it too, Mr. Dio."

As a worker, I can only compliment the boss as I wish, and not contradict him.

Then I said that I was going to familiarize myself with the streets, DIO didn't object, he gave a "huh" and continued to read the book quietly.

"Thank you, I'm going out then."

With permission, I dared to blow him two kisses.Although he didn't respond, he curled his lips and smiled, keeping his sitting position by the window without moving.

"Don't disappoint me, Irene." He said calmly with a book in his hand without looking up at me.

"Of course, I love you."

After closing the door of the room, I left the floor lightly.

Here I come, freedom!

No matter what, he can't control me for the time being!As for Jonathan's offspring, I'll talk about it tomorrow. Today I want to enjoy my life.

It may be that DIO was unhappy, so I asked him about the breakup. When I went out, I didn't give me my bank card this time, so I couldn't make high consumption.

Originally, I really wanted to use his money to go to HostClub to spend a lot of money. Kaidong Bailey asked all the cowherds to sing me the song of champagne, to be a happy rich woman, and to play with the happy ball that I dare not use on DIO.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is no chance at all.Tomorrow I will try to ask him for money, and I will say that it is the activity fund. At least he is very generous. If I don’t know what I want to do, I will not refuse to give it.

I have come to Japan, how can I not go to HOST?I must feel the local customs and customs, so refreshing.

Although it's a pity that I'm not in Tokyo, otherwise I can go directly to Shinjuku.But even in rural areas like Chiba Prefecture, people's consumption is still high.It was very late now, and there were only a few office workers who had just finished their disabled jobs on the street, and izakayas began to open one after another.

I planned to go to the izakaya to eat some kebabs, but soon found that I was still wearing a school uniform and was directly rejected by the boss.

At this time, I realized the unfreedom of being treated as a minor—no wonder DIO is so angry, and all the things I could do are restricted... Japan is very strict with high school students!

I just want to eat skewers!I just want to drink!

So I planned to go back to the hotel and change my clothes, and come out again to experience the night in Chiba Prefecture.But when he came to the bottom of the hotel, someone suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.

"Do not touch me."

I turned around with a frown, and reflexively shook my hand away, and then saw a drunk middle-aged office worker staring at me maliciously.

"You are so cute. You are the most beautiful and temperamental girl I have ever seen... What's your name? Do you want to earn pocket money, uncle, I am very rich."

"……what?"

I couldn't help being taken aback, this situation was a bit unexpected--was I being harassed?

To be honest, this kind of experience is not the first time. In the past, when I was walking alone on the street, I would often encounter those confident white people. Sociable schoolgirls.

……

It's not surprising, after all, it's so late, the normal female high school students have already gone home, and those who still hang out are either bad, or girls who want to fuck.My temperament is not quite like a simple female high school student, and I was probably misunderstood by this drunk middle-aged man.

"You've found the wrong person, you're not interested."

I didn't want to make too much noise, so I rejected the other party directly and indifferently, "Stay away from me."

"Don't pretend, if you don't want to earn pocket money, which high school student would wander around the hotel so late."

The drunk middle-aged man seemed a little annoyed, but he refused to give up. This man smelled of alcohol all over his body, and he reached out to grab me, "How much does it cost? I can afford it. Ten Is it enough tonight?"

"I will warn you one last time, if you don't get out, I will call the police."

I can't communicate with drunk people, and I feel a little impatient.The drunk seemed to be irritated. He suddenly turned up the volume and yelled at me, "Are you looking down on the uncle or something? Are you looking for a handsome guy when you come out to sell? You young girls are so naive and greedy! I must be good today. Teach you! Come with me!"

His voice completely caught the attention of passers-by, and he grabbed my arm and tried to drag me to the hotel.

Everyone around looked over, but no one dared to stop it. A few passing office workers lowered their heads as if they hadn't seen anything.This is Japanese society, where people are indifferent, and everyone tries not to meddle in their own business so as not to implicate themselves.But when this kind of thing happened on the street, no one even planned to call the police.

I secretly laughed in my heart, does this mean that if I directly knock down the opponent, no one will meddle in their own business?Just when he was about to take action to teach this office worker a good lesson, he suddenly heard "Ola" from behind.

The office worker who was holding my hand suddenly flew out and fell hard on the sidewalk.

"Really...give me enough time, old man."

I turned around suddenly, but suddenly showed a surprised expression.The person who beat up the office worker was a mixed-race high school boy wearing a student uniform and a student cap, who was almost the same height as DIO!He was looking at the middle-aged office worker in disgust, with his hands in his trouser pockets, but behind him was a double standing in a punching posture!

That's...the offspring of Jonathan Joestar!Kujo Jotaro!

He slowly shifted his gaze to me, and frowned slightly when he saw the uniform on my body.