Uchiha's superpowers

Trish blurted out, "My father remarried?"

She suddenly showed a hesitant look on her face, she didn't want to disturb the family life of her father she had never met like an awkward intruder.

[No, it doesn't. ] I denied it, thought for a while and said, [My appearance was an accident. ]

That's right, it was indeed an unexpected accident for Diablo to suddenly have an extra soul in his body, even arranging my identity was a whim.

So I said this sentence with confidence and confidence.

However, Trixie's favorability towards Diablo quickly dropped a lot because of this, she showed a look of disgust as if she saw a dead fly in the meal, "I didn't expect him to mess around outside..."

and many more.

I feel like something is not quite right.

Why did things suddenly develop towards a family ethics drama?

[In short, after Bugarati and the others leave, no one will know your whereabouts, and I will take you directly to the BOSS.Don't worry, I have the power to protect you. ]

I changed the subject just in time.

As expected, Trixiu's attention was diverted by me, she asked, "Do you have that kind of power too?"

The girl with pink soft hair frowned. She didn't know how to describe it, but she just gave a general description, "—that strange power that can't be seen but can cause huge damage?"

No——Although I thought so, it would be troublesome for me to have to explain my superpower, so I said vaguely, [Almost. ]

It seems that because of knowing that I have a blood relationship with her, Trixiu is obviously more relaxed than before, and there is no longer any resistance in his expression.

Buccarati has been observing Trish, and seeing that her expression has calmed down, he said, "Then after Giorno cures Mista, let's split into two groups."

I found it strange, so I asked, [Is there a type of double that can heal? ]

But as soon as I asked, I felt that I might not get a response. After all, judging from Apakin's resistance, the ability of a substitute is more like a kind of privacy that is difficult to disclose for the substitute messenger. If it is not someone who absolutely trusts will not speak.

But to my surprise, after hearing my question, Giorno explained his substitute ability to me in a gentle and polite manner, "My substitute [golden experience] can give life to any inanimate object, if it is If a conscious animal or human being is injected with too much life force, it will lead to a runaway consciousness."

I nodded to Giorno, and subconsciously responded, [I see. ]

I always feel that something is wrong, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is no problem.

At this time, Giorno had finished treating the unconscious Mista, and turned to Bucgarati, asking, "Buggarati, is there any injury?"

For a moment, Buccarati's expression became very subtle, and he declined politely, "No need, Giorno, I'm fine."

And Naranja took a banana from the fruit plate on the table and was eating it. Hearing Giorno's question, he said vaguely, "I'd rather use a stapler to order it casually than never-yes-don't want to." Being healed by you, Giorno, is really painful."

And when they were arguing, I suddenly realized something and turned my head to stare at Giorno.

"It's good if you can heal you, don't complain." Giorno, who responded to Naranja in this way, turned his head and saw my burning eyes that could almost shine, stiffened for a moment, and asked hesitantly, "... Peranza, is there something wrong with me?"

[You said, you can give life to non-living things? ]

"That's right..." Giorno took off the ladybug-shaped brooch from his body, put it in his palm, and showed it to me, "It's like this."

As Giorno's voice fell, the ordinary ladybug brooch changed into a frog, a butterfly, and a sparrow in turn.

[So. ]

I couldn't wait to open my suitcase, revealing my fresh body that seemed to have just died, [Can you help me inject life into Shuhe's body? ]

I felt the hope of being back in my own body was close at hand.

Giorno showed a hesitant look on his face, and said, "Even if I infuse life force into his body, he won't be able to come back to life. After all, the most important soul has already gone to heaven."

No, I'm not in heaven yet.

[It doesn't matter, please try it. ]

I say so.

Giorno saw that I persisted, so he didn't say anything more, rubbed the space between his tired brows, squatted next to the suitcase and called out his substitute [Golden Experience], and put his hands on my body.

Using the substitute ability needs to consume the spirit and physical strength of the substitute messenger, and Giorno's body has already reached its limit after two days of continuous attacks without respite time and the treatment for Mista just now. Please, without mentioning your own state, help me infuse life into that corpse in vain.

I silently watched the golden light released from Giorno's hands, which is invisible to ordinary people, and the long-dead body glowed with the luster of life visible to the naked eye.

I felt the feeling of the soul being pulled by the body.

[Enough, stop, Giorno. ]

I suddenly stopped Giorno with a sound.

He stopped and looked up at me suspiciously.

The weak connection that had just been pulled was broken in an instant, and it threw a heavy blow to my spiritual body like a broken rubber band.

I endured it without changing my face.

In fact, if I can, of course I want to go back to my body to act, but now is not the time, anyway, I have to clean up the mess I accidentally made, if I go back to my body , the movement will be inconvenient.

I sighed sadly when I heard Tobio, who had already accepted the status quo in his mind and began to teach Diablo letter by letter.

If I had known this, I might as well go back to Yokohama and go to elementary school in peace, or go to play with Gaara. Anyway, Gaara, who is rich and powerful, would not mind me living in his house for three years.

I stepped forward and put my hand on Giorno, and used the ability to go back in time to restore Giorno's state to a day ago.

Giorno blinked, feeling his body lighten instantly, and looked at me with some surprise.

I explained with a blank face, [I used the substitute ability on you to return your body to a day ago. ]

I squatted down, closed and pulled the suitcase again, and announced to Bugarati and the others, [All previous plans are cancelled. ]

[Next, I will act together with you to wipe out all the traitors of the organization. ]

I changed my mind.

I only took Trish to meet Diablo alone because this was his plan before he lost his memory, and it was also my subconscious choice when faced with such a bewildering sudden situation, but if you think about it carefully , as the boss of Italy's largest gang organization [Passionate], Diablo's amnesia brought more than just such a little trouble.

Since yesterday, work emails from all over Italy have been continuously sent to Diablo’s private mailbox, and dozens of urgent emails will accumulate after a little delay. However, this amount is relatively large compared to the vast territory of Italy. In terms of area, it is already considered rare. It can be seen that Diablo's control over each cadre under his opponents is very precise, not only allowing them to deal with the organization's business affairs with all their heart, but also using [Fear] and [Mystery] to Rule over them and ensure their order and obedience.

But I'm not Diablo, although with my experience in handling intelligence work in the port mafia and my telepathic ability, I can accurately grasp everyone's weaknesses and desires.

But I'm not Diablo—I'd like to emphasize again, I'm just an ordinary kid who wants to travel to another world casually, why do I have to work overtime here!

After barely helping Diablo with it for a few days, I couldn't wait to get the whole thing over and go home.

My original plan was to tell Trishul everything, and then train Tobio to be a BOSS capable of supporting the entire organization, and let Diablo and Diablo take over Diablo's position. Diablo will not be too resistant to the development of his son.

but.

After actually meeting Trish, I thought things might change.

Compared with Tobio, who is usually soft-tempered and cowardly, and who is more enthusiastic about being ordered by Diablo, after the initial panic and fear, Trixie has grown up at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye, and his personality has become tough. Said, even the look in the eyes has become different.

It was a strange brilliance as if he had made up his mind.

Even so, at the beginning, I didn't change my mind immediately. I still planned to let Diablo meet my daughter first, and let the Bugarati team take those betrayals away with the fluke idea that he might get better. If the person is attracted away, I will take Trishau to find a hidden place to change his personality in a leisurely way.

However, after seeing what Giorno possesses, my mind has changed.

Not only the hope to let me return to my body, but also a small chaotic thought appeared, like the bud of poppy flower, carrying the inherent evil and the freshness of life.

If Giorno can be brought back to Uchiha's clan, can my dead clansmen be revived together, can they step into the human world from the world of the undead, and breathe again, mixed with the fragrance of wood buds? Bitter with blood—the air of the world of the living.

Although it is only a weak selfish desire that has just been born, the existence of this idea is so stubborn that it cannot be ignored.

Therefore, I realized the importance of Giorno. He is more important than Diablo, Bittricio, and even myself.

I cannot allow any accidents to happen to him.

[Giorno. ] My eyes turned and looked at him fixedly. Those pupils with light purple soft color seemed to be frozen, with the coldness and focus that did not seem like a stranger, [You just stay with me Don't go anywhere. ]