Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

Dio and Johnny agreed to meet at the intersection of the commercial street.

These past few days, Johnny has been chasing Mia and Dio to ask about Diona.

Dio stopped Johnny from asking Mia by saying that Mia was sick, and at the same time made Johnny focus his fire on himself.

Dio was so annoyed that after keeping Johnny on suspense several times, he asked him to come out and meet his cousin today.

In order to prevent disgusting things from happening, Dio sternly warned Johnny not to take advantage of his cousin, otherwise he would beat him into a pulp.

Although Dio knew that Johnny would not do such a thing given his personality, it was still better to be careful.

What if I get touched somewhere...

Dio felt that even if he killed Johnny, it would not make up for his psychological trauma.

The agreed time was almost up, but Dior was still walking slowly on the road, enduring the astonished gazes of passers-by.

It's not that he didn't want to walk faster, it's mainly because it was too uncomfortable. His chest felt stuffy, his waist ached, and he felt like vomiting. It was hard to walk in his shoes. It was more painful than walking like a mermaid.

The town has now recovered a lot, and the townspeople have resumed their normal lives and work, with smiles on their faces again.

If there weren't a few new houses on the roadside that were under repair or had not yet been built, there would be no sign that the zombies had caused damage here.

Dio also contributed to this.

Dio didn't turn over a new leaf, he just wanted to make Mia happy.

After hearing that the townspeople took good care of Mia, Dio took out a large sum of money.

Some of it was given to people who had taken care of Mia, such as the Taylor family, the old lady who sent cookies, the old man in the clothing store...

The money is not much, but it is enough for them to live a worry-free life.

If you are interested, you can send your children to school or apprentice to learn a skill and get a decent job.

It’s not that Dior is stingy, but sometimes too much money can bring disaster.

Another part was given to the mayor.

The mayor used the money to provide disaster relief and develop new industries.

Once the pain brought by the zombies is over, this town may become more prosperous.

After hearing this, Mia smiled with her eyes curved, hugged Dio and gave him a sweet kiss.

To Dio, the money he spent was just a drop in the bucket, but it made Mia happy, so it was worth it.

Thinking of Mia, Dio gained some strength and arrived five minutes before the agreed time.

Johnny was very concerned about this date. He was so restless at home that he arrived an hour early.

In the distance, Johnny saw a beautiful figure.

The blonde girl has a beautiful face, exquisite clothes, and every move is full of charm.

Johnny was extremely anxious while waiting and wished his watch could run ten times faster. But now that he saw someone, he felt like backing off and didn't even have the courage to say hello.

Dio also saw Johnny.

The boy was wearing a neat suit, and, unusually, a tie and a hat.

You know, Johnny usually dresses very casually and is too lazy to wear a tie or a hat, so it is quite strange to see him look so formal.

Dio didn't notice Johnny's dilemma and walked over gracefully.

Maintaining the demeanor of a lady was very awkward and uncomfortable for Dior - she could only walk in small steps, speak in a low voice, and even smile in a controlled manner...

When Dio was so poor that he could barely make ends meet, he had never thought of selling his body, but he never expected that now...

The target is still a man.

And also women's clothing.

Life is not easy, Dior performs art.

Dio walked up to Johnny and found that he had kept his head down and didn't say anything. The ears that showed through his hair were as red as tomatoes.

Stupid Johnny, is he angry or shy?

It's not that Dio's ability to read people's expressions has declined, but it's mainly because it's disgusting for a man to be shy about something, and he instinctively doesn't want to accept it.

And Dio is really feeling bad right now.

The tight corset, cumbersome clothes and high heels made it impossible for him to even breathe deeply. He could only speed up his breathing to resist the dizziness and nausea. He had no time to guess what Johnny was thinking.

Dio finally understood why those noble ladies brought a fan with them when they went out.

Obviously, the circulating air can alleviate the terrible suffocation feeling a little.

Dio waited for a few seconds, and seeing that Johnny didn't speak, he spoke first.

He practiced falsetto for several days, and it was more stable and better-sounding than before, good enough for today's date.

"I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting for a long time? I didn't know what to wear today, so I spent some time thinking... Does it look good?"

Some of the more superficial gossip and conversation include "I spent a lot of time matching my clothes" to imply the importance of the date, and the last sentence "Does it look good?" to express that you care about the other person's opinion.

It is very useful for little virgins or those you already have some affection for.

The girl's clear and pleasant voice came, and every letter seemed to be hitting the heart.

His heartbeat kept accelerating, and Johnny grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly: "No, I just got here."

Thinking of the girl asking him about his opinion on the clothes, Johnny hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his head, moving his eyes from the floor up to the exquisite and gorgeous skirt, and then to the waist wrapped in the gorgeous clothes...

Slender and soft, with graceful lines, like a fluttering ribbon, like a tender green willow branch...

The girl's skirt was normal and conservative, but Johnny looked as if he was burned. He quickly looked away and lowered his head: "Your dress looks good today. It suits you very well."

God damn it's perfect, you didn't even watch it carefully?!

Dio felt like he was about to die of anger. He gritted his teeth and got to the point.

"What are we doing today?"