Half-blood mixed rice daily

To my dear Giorno:

Do you want to spend the New Year with your adoptive father in Japan?You haven't seen foster father's Hefeng Bieyuan yet, have you?Although it is not the season when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom and wisterias are weeping buds, and there is only the cold and humid sea breeze in front of the door, everyone's enthusiasm for welcoming the New Year is so high, and the air is full of joyful warmth—I want to share this enthusiasm with you and spend the time together. new year.

Looking forward to your reply and arrival.

Your dear foster father, Richard.

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After sending the email, the boy nestled in the kotatsu lazily shrank further back, hooking his toes on the trouser legs of Ayanokōji Kiyotaka who was expressionlessly typing on the computer.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka ruthlessly kicked away the sticky jiojio that was obviously about to cause trouble, and the laptop screen on the radiator was densely covered with a list of accounts.The almighty tool man, Brother Lu, is extremely cold: "If you're bored, go to work."

"Hmm!" Yuu Shiina let out a boring sob, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the trouser leg of passing Yamabukiri, lying on the ground in the pose of the Flower of Hope, with an aggrieved tone, "Backed~"

Kunihiro Yamababa tried hard not to let his instinct step on the head of the master who was about to hatch into a slime in the hot kotatsu: "What's the matter, master?"

"Send a sum of money to the Chobana and his wife, and go to Layton Manor to pick up the lovely Giorno to come to Japan for the New Year."

Dazai stopped flipping through literature books, and the rhythm of Ayanokōji's typing on the keyboard also paused.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the disgust and vigilance of "why is that Giorno online again" in each other's eyes.

Yuo Shiina, who kept cute little blood bags everywhere, was thinking about other things.

Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem.

Giorno Giobana's parents have always been people who are easy to deal with as long as they give money.

And if Giorno himself had no other arrangements, he probably wouldn't refuse his invitation—of course, if there were other things, it would be fine to send the child back to Italy through the teleportation array.

Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro tore his trouser legs from his master's claws, and walked away without hesitation: "Yes, I understand."

Giorno Giobana, the boy named Xihua Haruno in Japanese has black doll head and short hair. He is a Japanese-English mixed genetically and physiologically. He has deep eyebrows and green eyes. The feeling he gives to others, watching others quietly will not cause resentment, like a certain grass on the side of the road, there is no strong sense of existence.

That was the character he gradually developed in order to survive.

He never knew who his biological father was.Not long after her mother gave birth to herself, she went out to fool around as if she had never given birth to a child, and she was irresponsible to the young him.

As far as he could remember, he was hiding in bed alone in the middle of the night biting his fingers and shivering in fear, but he couldn't cry—because even if he cried, no one would notice him.

At the age of four, his mother married an Italian man, and he changed his name to Giorno Giobana.Unlike before, men often used violence against him in private, and the little ghosts on the street also laughed at his Japanese blood and bullied him wantonly as a punching bag—so he began to learn to read people's faces, and became a psychologically twisted person. Just a matter of time.

But one day, he accidentally saved a mafia, and everything changed.

That man did not allow him to touch the darkness, but he also let him see the justice that belongs to the darkness in this city where politicians are corrupt and bribery, and the police are ineffective.

Giorno has found his dream.

——Compared with a Serie A star, he wants to be a Mafia [Yangko] Star.

It seems that because of the relationship of the man he saved, a man named "Richard Layton" suddenly appeared in his home and proposed the matter of adopting him - and achieved this goal easily with money.

When I chatted occasionally, I learned of my dream. The vampire youth didn't laugh or disdain. He just thought about it seriously for a while, and said to himself:

"That's really an incredible dream, but my dear Giorno, you still have to go to school, get an education and grow up, so that you can be more solid on the road to your dream."

To this end, he also gave an example that the heir of the largest old mafia family in Sicily is still studying hard, and told himself that those who become leaders, no matter whether they have the conditions to go to school, will work hard to enrich their heads.

So Giorno began to read books, observe and analyze interpersonal relationships more carefully.

Sensitive, he is like a small animal, knowing that this vampire named Richard has no bad thoughts about him, and also knows that no matter how intimate the other party's tone, there is a long distance between each other that he cannot break—that vampire Will not open his heart to anyone, Giorno can not understand the purpose of the other party.

If you say that you like your own blood... every time it just leaves shallow tooth marks on your wrists, and then heals the tooth marks that are not even injured by falls. Renting a house is not the same as having special feelings.

However, because of Richard's appearance, Giorno got a photo of his biological father.

——Although it is just a strange naked back and side head, there is a star on the shoulder.

Giorno also had the exact same star on his shoulder, so he immediately recognized the late biological father.

"Is he still alive?"

"The kind that has passed away, with no bones left, not even a cemetery."

Probably a... bad guy?

Giorno lay down in front of the table, opened his wallet again, looked at the photo curiously, and guessed what kind of guy his biological father was.

"Giorno!" Mother ran over screaming in the living room, and pushed open the door, "Your godfather wants you to go to the manor to celebrate the New Year! Do you know!"

"Yes, I understand."

"It's good that you know, don't embarrass the family!" The woman in designer clothes snorted softly, "A person like your godfather can admire you...you just need to be smart, you know!"

"Yes, I see, Mom."

"In short, it's all thanks to your godfather that our family..."

The woman was stroking the gemstone bracelet on her wrist while nagging, and changed the subject: "Mr. Layton has no biological son, and you will be the sole heir of the Layton consortium in the future! Qiao Luno, you should be grateful that I gave birth to You, make me a wealthy wife earlier..."

started again.

The power of money is truly terrifying.

Giorno can probably understand that his adoptive father threw money at his mother again—because he is the mother's biological son, not Mr. Chobana's blood, so that Mr. Vampire has always only handed over the money to woman.

After marrying Chobana, the woman gradually despaired of the simple life of firewood, rice, oil and salt. After the huge sum of money fell from the sky, his mother quickly took over the position of the head of the family, becoming increasingly extravagant and trying to green her father. dream.

However, whether it is the biological mother or the stepdad, the relationship between them is being played and applauded by that man.

The fact is that parents have been living together, holding each other back, and will never abuse themselves again, even if they are nagging greedy dreams, they will not force themselves to do dangerous things and make the current life come to naught—after all, the adoptive father Not just a candy and gem dealer, but also a well-known weapon dealer in the world.

Money and violence, in the hands of that cold vampire, are toys that can solve all problems.

Giorno looked at his mother like a plant, and nodded obediently from time to time.

In this way, the mother will leave by herself when she says enough is enough, and he will not be involved in a new round of family wars.

Giorno is a smart kid, who has always been able to measure his proportions just right, polite, restrained, dreamy, and not greedy.

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When Giorno opened his eyes from the golden light of the teleportation array holding the hand of the familiar blond-haired green-eyed butler, what Giorno saw was an empty Japanese-style room.

The magic circle on the ground dissipated, and Kunihiro Yamabuchi warmly reminded: "I've arrived at Shiina Betsuen in Japan, Master Giorno."

"Thank you, Mr. Steward."

Yamabuki Kunihiro let go of Giorno's hand, and the paper door was pulled open with a slam!

"Wow, my lovely Giorno—!"

A familiar creature that was shorter than he remembered rushed over.

The black-haired and green-eyed young man showed astonishment on his face, and he was hugged before he could distinguish the reason from a strange perception between the encounters.

"Richard... sir?"

"It's me!" Like a child who has succeeded in a prank, You Sheng smiled slyly and patted the shoulder of the frightened Italian Little Blood Bag, admiring the stunned expression on the other side, "Why, did you get frightened by such a gentleman? ?”

"……Yes."

How should I put it, some fundamental characters have changed!

The last time we met was not long ago. When the other party went to Naples to deal with business, he was still the same young man who seemed passionate and seductive but actually ruthless. Now...

Giorno stared at Yousheng's face with some strangeness, and replied seriously: "This is the first time I've seen you like this, sir, so I was really frightened."

"I'll see you often in the future!" Shiina Yusheng took Giorno's hand, and as a parent enthusiastically introduced to Dazai boy who was watching at the door, "By the way, Giorno, this is me in Japan. Adopted little blood bag, Osamu Dazai. Dazai, this is Giorno Giobana, the little blood bag I raised in Italy! Isn’t it super cute!”

Giorno, who was used to Shiina Yusheng's affectionate words and knew that refuting would only spoil the fun, subconsciously ignored the "cute" statement, and set his sights on the boy introduced by his adoptive father.

It was a boy who should be older than himself, with soft black hair and beautiful peach blossom eyes of iris color.

It's a traditional Japanese boy.

"Hi, first time meeting, I'm Giorno."

"Oh, are you the cute little blood bag Mr. Shiina has been thinking about, the legendary Giorno Giobana?" He held Giorno's hand in both hands, and looked deeply at Giorno's eyes with his iris-colored eyes that gradually filled with darkness at a close distance as if he was about to kiss.

At that moment, Giorno felt as if he saw the abyss.

And, his intuition sounded the alarm, clearly telling him a fact——

He seemed to be... hated by this dangerous guy he met for the first time?

【Are you jealous? 】

——No, I might die if I ask this question.

Giorno obediently chose to shut up, being a harmless herb.