After finishing the assassination team, I feel refreshed.

Next, I just need to explain everything to Trish. Although Diablo's obsession with hiding his identity has almost reached a pathological level, Trish is his biological daughter. Anyway, since it is Relatives who are bound by blood should be unconditionally trusted.

I dragged my suitcase, randomly found a hotel, and used teleportation to suddenly appear out of thin air in the nearby alleys.

I opened the suitcase, took out the tortoise that was quietly staying in the darkness from beside my body, knocked on the ruby ​​key inlaid on the back of the tortoise, and called Bugarati and Trish from the tortoise shell. out.

[The assassination team has been dealt with by me, your mission is over here, take a good rest in the hotel first, after that I will come and take Giorno away. ]

I said to them like this, and I put the tortoise on Bugarati's hand, [I'll send you off. ]

"Wait," Bugara asked, "what do you want Giorno to do?"

Although I have a good impression of Bucciarati, but I didn't say anything, so I tilted my head and said, [This is not what you need to know, Bucgarati, I will talk to Jolu alone. promise. ]

After Trixiu came out of the key room, he didn't speak a word. He stood aside with his arms folded, his head drooping slightly, and his toes gently rubbed back and forth on the ground. Although Trixiu didn't show it on his face, I I could feel the faint worry and uneasiness in her heart.

So I quickly ended the conversation with Bugarati and the others, [Bugarati, forget about this mission, Trish and me, it’s best to leave no residue, BOSS hates others to track down You know his identity, right? ]

Buccarati understood what I meant, was silent for a while, and bowed his head, "Yes, I understand."

I nodded in satisfaction, [Then, the city of Naples is up to you, remember to do it well. ]

After casually leaving such polite words of encouragement to my subordinates, I grabbed Trish's wrist, used teleportation again, and disappeared in front of them.

I've already thought about where to talk to Trish.

If you want to talk about a deserted and hidden place, isn't there a ready-made one?

Trixie subconsciously closed her eyes the moment I pulled her wrist, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that she had changed places.

The abandoned church was empty, and the pews used for the believers who came to pray had long been rusted and dilapidated, crooked and discarded at random in the corner, crowded and crowded with each other.

In front of a large space, the stained windows are as colorful and gorgeous as ever. The room that has not been seen for a long time is filled with dust and debris, showing a foggy atmosphere under the colorful sunlight shining through the windows. Unreal.

I let go of Trixiu's wrist, and watched her look around, with a sense of restlessness and panic on her face.

[Terry Hugh. ]

I called her softly.

[You should also be aware of the identity of your biological father. ]

"Anyway, it's not a legitimate job." Trixiu folded her arms subconsciously again, making a defensive posture to protect herself, and she said, "Otherwise, how could I be hunted down by gangsters."

[To be precise, your father is the passionate boss of the largest gang organization in Italy. ]

Trixie had expected it in his heart, but he was not too surprised at this time, but he still frowned, showing a sad expression, "Then, what will happen to me in the future?"

She was originally just an ordinary and somewhat arrogant girl in Sardinia, but she suddenly learned that her father, whom she had never met, was the boss of a gangster, and she had just experienced the fear and excitement of being chased and killed. I tried to find my father on the Internet.

[That's exactly what I'm going to tell you. ]

I was a little embarrassed, but I still restrained myself from saying the next thing.

[Your father had an accident, although it was a bit sudden, but now you must take over your father's position and become the new boss of the Enthusiasm Organization. ]

Trixie was quite surprised this time, she widened her ice green eyes and pointed at herself, "Me?!"

"Don't be kidding me! I came here because you said you wanted to bring me to see my father. Now you tell me that he had an accident and you want me to be the boss of a gangster?! I don't want to fight all day Killing and turning into a ferocious man who no one wants?!"

"Besides, aren't you his son? In any case, it's more appropriate for you to take over, right?" Trixie straightened his back, pretending to be arrogant and confident, "Since you can't see your father, you can Hurry up and send me back, I don’t want to stay with you anymore!”

I sighed and explained patiently.

[It is impossible for me to take over this position. ]

"Why?" Trish asked with a frown.

[Because I am in the same body as your father. ] I said, [Your father, that is, Diablo, is a patient with multiple personality disorder. There are three independent split spirits in his body, namely me, Diablo, and a 17-year-old The young personality Tobio. ]

[Generally speaking, Diablo is the main personality, and it is his credit that the Enthusiasm Organization can develop to such a large scale, and Tobio has always thought that he is Diablo's most capable assistant, responsible for handling some It’s not convenient for Diablo to come forward for private work, and I was a child personality that split after he learned of your existence. It appeared at the shortest and latest time, and it’s fragile that it might dissipate by itself in the next moment, but why? Unfortunately, perhaps because of my appearance, Diablo lost his memory. ]

I was a little guilty when I said this.

[He can't remember anything now, Tobio knows nothing about the organization, he is a loyal subordinate, but he can't take on the responsibility of ruling the entire organization, and I, as an immature personality that has not yet been perfected, is too unstable His state may dissipate in the next second, and it is not suitable to take over the enthusiastic organization. ]

"Then let other people come, trusted subordinates or other random people...why must it be me?" Although Trixiu's attitude softened a little, he still resisted very much.

[Don't you understand? ] I asked, [You really don't understand?You can't go back to your old life, Trish. ]

Trixie gritted her teeth and said nothing. She was obviously quite aware of her current situation, and her previous words were only out of fear of the future.

[From the moment you try to post information about Diablo on the Internet, you have been targeted, either completely disconnected from your past, sent to live abroad incognito, or like Like Diablo, he clamped their hands with fear, so that they would only dare to plot and plan in the dark alley forever but dare not move a finger of you. ]

I slowly seduce her.

[If you really don't want to, I won't force you. ] I said, [Are you going to live your whole life in a completely unfamiliar country or die under the bullet of some gangster? ]

"...No." Trixie uttered a word after being silent for a long time, and I could see the change of brilliance in her eyes.

The courage and strength that had always been buried in Trixie's heart in the past exuded a beautiful light like a gem that had been wiped of dust. When she spoke again, she already had that firm and irresistible tone and determined.

"Why does it have to be me running instead of them being scared enough of me to hide in the sewers?"

I nodded in satisfaction, [Then do you want to meet Diablo? ]

[Although he has lost his memory now, he has been looking forward to seeing you before that. ]

Trish hesitated, but finally nodded.

Of course, it is impossible for me to switch back to Diablo's personality in front of Trish. The change in body shape will tear the clothes. When the time comes, let Diablo show this face in front of Trish. The dignity of any father will be shattered.

After I thoughtfully helped Diablo change his clothes, I brought him in front of Trish.

However, it is obvious that Diablo, who has lost his memory, even asks Tobio how to open the mineral water bottle. , and went in a daze on his own.

On the contrary, Trish felt the blood bond that belonged to his father in Diablo.

After losing her mother who raised her since she was a child, Terry Hugh felt a long-lost peace of mind.

It was an indescribable sense of connection, as if it was the only tether connecting her in the middle of the sea, holding her firmly in the wind and rain, preventing her from being swept away by the waves.

The moment she saw the man with long pink speckled hair, Trish knew that this was the father she had never met.

He was not what she imagined.

Neither loving nor gentle, cold and indifferent, even now he has lost all his memories and has become a patient who needs to be taken care of by others.

He could no longer protect her, and on the contrary, what he needed now was her protection.

When he realized this, Trixie never had the idea of ​​abandoning Diablo.

Her heart, which was perplexed and weak because of her mother's death, became stronger because of this, and her boundless courage arose, and her fighting spirit was ignited.

"Speranza." Trish called to Diablo, "Come and teach me how to become a qualified BOSS."

I quietly withdrew the spiritual hint that made Trish feel more deeply about the bond between her and Diablo, and slipped out of Diablo's body as if nothing had happened.

[Okay, I will successfully teach you everything you should master as the boss of the Enthusiasm Organization in the shortest possible time. ]

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