How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Although he broke in aggressively, but after calming down, this white-coated vampire hunter is not an uncommunicable character.

He introduced himself as William A. Zeppelin, and has been tracking down the whereabouts of the stone ghost face (Dior's eyes flickered for a while).After Yu Gongcui led him to visit the rows of blood packs stored in ice in the basement, and introduced that these were all purchased through the hospital, the man's attitude improved a lot visibly.

"That means the two are not the evil vampires I imagined, are they?"

Mr. Qibelin confirmed it with a pleasant face to further dispel the doubts in his heart.

To his surprise, the handsome black-haired man dressed as a deacon snorted impolitely, and cast a stare of disgust at the blond man beside him.The latter turned his head away to pretend not to notice, and suddenly concentrated on studying the pattern on the wall, as if his whole mind was completely immersed in it.

... Is this really a normal way for a deacon to get along with a master?

Qibelin, who hadn't really dealt with the blood race much, hesitated, wondering if this was some kind of special interest he didn't know.

After Yu Gongcui's resentment calmed down, Mao Mao sighed and continued the previous topic.

"No, please don't shake the inherent impression in your heart. Negative adjectives such as evil, insidious, greedy, and indifferent can be used on your head as much as you want, and the correct rate is about [-]%—ah, by the way, I am referring to the person next to me. this."

Dio, who had deliberately pretended to be a dog in order to take the opportunity to escape from prison, was like a wolf whose sheep's clothing had been thrown off in public. He could no longer pretend to ignore him, and his whole face suddenly darkened.

"Cui," he suppressed Wryyy's urge to jump up and bite this man, and threatened sinisterly, "Is this the attitude towards the master?"

Qi Beilin: Ah, I wanted to ask before, so it’s not just fun? !

After being protested by the embarrassing second young master, Yu Gongcui, who returned to his original nature, remembered that when there were outsiders around, at least he would pretend to be very respectful to Dior in order to show his professionalism.

But this is not Joestar's house... Besides, the second young master is no longer a man, so is it necessary to play role-playing games?

So Dio watched helplessly as the expression on the deacon's entire face changed from a slight disgust to a ferocious look after a moment of contemplation.

"I'm really sorry, I left the part of observing etiquette to Master Jonathan." Yu Gongcui stabbed the other party's lightning point with a knife, one knife at a time, "I deliberately showed you my sincere heart without any pretense. Surely you'd be more satisfied and not like it? It really breaks my heart."

Just before Dio, who exploded in an instant, entered the rampage mode, Zeppelin, who was watching, pressed his hat and asked a question with a little anxiety.

"'Jonathan'? Although I don't quite understand what I just said, is there still No. 3 vampires living here?"

"Not a vampire."

Yu Gongcui shook her head and denied it. After finding out that Mr. Qibelin could temporarily suppress Dior, she moved her mind to win him over, and she explained it very carefully and patiently.

"We were transformed by the artifact you were looking for, the so-called 'Stone Ghost Mask'. There is no need to hide it, and this happened only half a month ago. The mask has been destroyed in public, I think , you would probably prefer to chat with the one who did it?"

He went to the window and opened the heavy dark curtains to show the outside world to the excited guests - under the dark night covered by the trees, there was a carriage with an orange light hanging in front of it moving forward on the narrow path, quickly approach here.

"Master Jonathan will come here once a week." Yu Gongcui raised her hand to straighten her bow tie, and gently smoothed the fine wrinkles of the tuxedo to ensure the perfection of her appearance, "You two have some similar qualities... ...I believe this conversation will be very pleasant."

-------------------------------

As the deacon said, William A. Zeppelin held a cup of hot tea and talked with the blue-haired young man who met for the first time opposite, and the atmosphere was cheerful and enthusiastic.

Not only did he have a high appreciation for Jonathan Joestar's tenacious spirit and noble character, but he was also surprised to find that the other party had a century-old experience in the Ripple Qigong that he had practiced to restrain undead creatures. A once-in-a-lifetime talent.

Isn't this the apprentice who fell from the sky? !

Thinking about how to speak without being too abrupt, Qibelin drank the fragrant black tea in the cup in one gulp. While he was still in a daze, the deacon with perfect demeanor and thoughtful etiquette had already stepped forward silently, and the slender man wearing white gloves Holding the teapot skillfully with ten fingers, he quickly and silently filled the teacup for him.

On the opposite side, Master Jonathan had obviously gotten used to this way of getting along, and he was sending a piece of chocolate-colored tea to his mouth very naturally.Immediately, those clear blue eyes lit up, and he praised bluntly: "This is delicious too! Did Cui cook it yourself? I didn't know you were good at cooking before!"

The deacon smiled softly, bowed slightly to express his thanks, and then pushed the woven basket containing all kinds of snacks to the side of the table unabashedly.

"Because there are only me and Master Dior here, I have to devote my energy to studying things that I didn't pay attention to before. Otherwise, when you come here every week, what will I use to entertain you?"

Jonathan scratched his cheeks and smiled embarrassedly, while Zeppelin, who had witnessed the scene up close on the opposite sofa, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the part where the black-haired deacon had a fierce look in front of him and said, "Abiding by etiquette." Leave it all to Master Jonathan", and immediately understood the content of this sentence in various senses.

He couldn't help but momentarily move away from the warm picture in front of him, and turned to the blond young man by the window who was holding red wine and looking at the distant night sky, and he felt fleeting sympathy for this man.

Dior: Wryyyyy... Ah Choo!

After Qi Beilin finally pierced the window paper and agreed to pass on the secret method "Ripple Qigong" to JOJO, Yu Gongcui was immediately relieved.

It seems that even without his own help in the future, even if the young master can't kill Dio one-on-one, the worst result can barely protect himself.

In contrast to his gratification and joy, there was another person who was very angry and angry.

So, after Yu Gongcui arranged rooms for the two guests, led them in and went downstairs, just as he was about to call Dior, who was still posing in the cold wind by the window, suddenly his eyes blurred, and there was still a black man standing there just now. On Yingying's window sill, there was only a red wine glass with the residual wine still rippling slightly.

Yu Gongcui subconsciously opened her eyes wide, and the words and sentences on the tip of her tongue were revealed in a broken and soft voice.

"Second young master—"

"Don't call Bendio that!"

The neck was caught off guard by one hand in an instant.Accompanied by a feeling of suspension and distinct pain, the entire back was pressed against the rough stone wall, becoming the only point of stress besides the neck.

disturbed.oppression.Suffocation.

Can't break free.Knowing this, the hotness of climbing up from the back.

Unable to make an effective resistance because he couldn't find a point of force, he choked on Dio's wrist with one hand, gritted his teeth and stared back.

【let me go. 】

Revealing anger and a slight sense of humiliation, the round black eyes said so.

The dominant side tilted its head slightly, admiring it slowly for a while.Recalling how arrogantly this face spoke provocative words in the daytime, and then showed a sly smile that succeeded in schemes, like a narrow-minded devil who watched his prey enter the cage, but at this moment——

The calm appearance has long been broken, and the eyes speak the language of the heart.

It was very different from usual, with bloody cheeks due to suffocation.

The most vulnerable part of the head, which is forced to be raised high, is being firmly controlled by him.

Although he always claimed to be the deacon of him and Jonathan, this scene, this look... There is no doubt that it was all created by Dio Brando, and those passionate and surging emotions were all concentrated in it. on him alone.

Nothing to do with Jonathan.

Originally, he just wanted to vent his anger casually, but after realizing this, a certain suppressed subtle emotion seemed to be poured with oil, and burned with a terrifying momentum, almost swallowing his reason completely.

A 12% correct negative adjective for vampires.My soul is as filthy as black mud, and it is by no means as pure white as JOJO that almost glows—but, however, isn't this something you knew well before you and I were [-] years old, or even longer?

Since I persistently long for such a soul, what kind of person is Dio Brando? I understand better than myself, and then appreciate and accept that nature. This is the first priority of being a devil, right?

Why did you choose Jonathan?

Why should you deny me? ! !

Whether you control it or use it, you are obviously the one who should stand behind Bendio! !

Urged by this burgeoning anger, following the nature of whispering in the dark, he briefly released his right hand that was clamping the opponent's neck—but not out of pity.

The deacon coughed from the influx of fresh air, and his body slid down the wall.Before he had time to straighten out his breathing, his wrist was already roughly fixed to his side. He thought that the other party had lost his temper, and he couldn't help but be a bit stunned.

What do you want to do again?

Maybe it was because he became an undead creature, or maybe it was because he had been with Dio for too long, and he forgot that this is a beast that can hurt people.

In that second, the thought in his mind was not to fight back or run away, but to casually speculate on that person's mind, silently waiting for the shower of anger to pass.

And the next moment, the whole person was completely enveloped by the sudden approaching dark atmosphere, and before he felt uncomfortable because of the invasion of his private domain, the tall blond young man had already bent down and bit his side neck involuntarily.

The sharp teeth pierced the slightly wet skin without hindrance, and in the deep buried blood vessels, the sweet blood flowed cheerfully as if they were lining up to welcome them.

Are you afraid, are you resisting?

——That kind of thing is fine anyway.Because Bendio is not generous enough to allow disobedience.

He didn't hesitate any longer, exerted a little force, let the warm rain splash on his taste buds, and let out a deep, satisfied sigh.