[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

Diablo didn't know how he sat quietly at the table and had dinner with this group of people.

Because she didn't see anything suspicious in the epitaph... No, it should be said to be too - suspicious!

Those who are suspicious don't know where to doubt... She even felt that she had been hit by the opponent's substitute ability before she entered the door.

She had opened that door while others were not paying attention, but it was different from the previous residential area, and it was directly changed to the back door of a coffee shop.

Out of instinct, she quickly closed the door and had some guesses.

Anyway, Epitaph had to be left open in case another Diablo came back and bumped into her.

But to her surprise, not only did this guy not return all night, the guy named Diego said he ran out to buy ice cream last night, and he didn't come back either.

It's nothing to Diablo to stay up all night, and it's just to make up for it later. Anyway, Tobio is usually left outside, and there is plenty of time for beauty sleep.

"You are so early today?" Kira looked at Diablo who came out of the bedroom suspiciously. The suit of the other party was a little too neat, which was much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

Diablo paused, so the Diablo here is the kind who stays in bed?Although it is a small thing, remember it.

"Hmm... just couldn't sleep." Diablo didn't explain much, and naturally sat opposite Kira, and glanced at the slices of bread and fried eggs in front of him.

"……What about mine?"

"? Who knew you would be so early. Although there is a copy in the refrigerator, it belongs to Giorno. It is estimated that he will wake up in an hour. You want to have breakfast and make it yourself. I am going to work soon." Ji Liang drank Sipping milk, with the other hand stroking the... hand beside the plate?

Diablo withdrew her gaze from that hand without a trace, and after a whole night, she felt that her endurance had improved a lot.

She didn't know if Diablo here could cook, so she didn't act immediately, and casually picked up the homework on the coffee table to read.

Kira ignored her and went out with his briefcase after finishing his breakfast.

The living room returned to calm, and Diablo breathed a sigh of relief. She put down her homework and got up to go to the kitchen.

This is a place where Kira often goes in and out, so there is no need to worry about cleanliness, it is simply newly renovated.

As Kira said, there is only one breakfast in the refrigerator, but thinking that this is Giorno's breakfast, Diablo is embarrassed to do it.

She didn't need to snatch a child's food, but after sweeping around the kitchen, there were only pudding materials and the finished products Kira bought yesterday in the refrigerator.

Someone came out an hour later, how could pudding be ready in an hour?

Since I can't eat the prepared breakfast... Let's eat these puddings first. I haven't slept all night, so I can refresh myself with desserts.

Speaking of which, what did Diego say about the parent meeting yesterday...

Diablo took a mouthful of the pudding, picked up the exercise book again, and the cover was the school badge of Naples Elementary School.

This Araki Village...ah, this word is still known from this group of people. It is said that the landlord is a person named Araki, but they have never seen it.

Originally, she also suspected that this house might be the double named Araki, but she couldn't think of the reason for doing so. What's the purpose of keeping a group of villains here?

Through the fragmentary conversations of the group of people last night, she also had a lot of information, at least she knew that DIO was indeed dead.

Although the others didn't say it directly, Diablo has already tacitly agreed that their status is the same as that of DIO.

So……

What about Giorno?

Diablo frowned, is he dead too?

The hand holding the spoon trembled, and a piece of pudding that was accidentally gouged out fell to the ground.

"Tsk..." The pudding was wrapped in a napkin and thrown into the trash can. It was quite delicious, but it's a pity.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking, and Diablo looked sideways at the closed bedroom of Giorno.

The sunlight from the balcony fell on half of her face, Diablo squinted instinctively, the long eyelashes cast a shadow, and the green eyes became very dark.

"Meow..." The sound came from outside the balcony.

Diablo looked up, and there was a taller shelf on the balcony, and quite ordinary flower pots were placed on it.

Looking at the moving cat-like plant, Diablo opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

As a passionate boss, of course, she has seen many weird stand-in messengers, including animals, which she accidentally discovered at the time.

Plants, I have never seen...

The potted plant was enjoying the sunshine, but those cat-like vertical pupils were staring at her closely.

Don't stare, no matter how much you stare at her, she won't eat.

With a swipe, he closed the curtains, blocking its view, and Diablo walked towards the kitchen.

"Morning...do you have breakfast?"

Diablo, who was remaking the pudding, heard footsteps coming from the living room.

"As expected, Kira has already left..."

Diablo put the semi-finished pudding in the refrigerator and refrigerated it. After about two hours, it would be ready to be turned upside down. It could be regarded as compensation for eating the pudding himself.

"Ah, Diablo, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

Diablo looked up at the person who came, "It's nothing, I just tried to make a few puddings."

She remembered that this person just came back from a trip last night, called... Valentine's Day?It seems to be pronounced the same as Valentine's Day, but I don't know if the spelling is the same.

"Is there no breakfast? I really don't want to eat outside..." Valentine looked around the tidy kitchen, but found nothing to eat.

"No, Kira didn't keep it." Diablo didn't mention Giorno's share, and pushed the guy out after closing the refrigerator door.

"It's so ruthless!" Valentine shrugged and didn't force his way in. Instead, he looked at Diablo, "What else would you do besides pudding?"

"I..." Diablo opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and the words stayed on his lips.

I almost let my guard down because it was too peaceful!

She didn't know if Diablo here could cook, and Valentine didn't seem to feel wrong about the pudding, but who knew if the other party was pretending?

This question cannot be answered casually.

Of course she can just say 'I can cook some simple ones too', but what if Diablo here is actually very good at cooking?Or is it the other way around?

"...I saw a kind of cheesecake in a magazine last night, and I'm interested in it recently." Diablo said with a smile.

This should be no problem, he neither said what he would do nor said he would not.

Valentine seemed to be just asking casually, with a bit of annoyance on his face, "Forget about the cake, I lost weight with great difficulty, and call me when you cook something with fewer calories."

Was this person fat before?Diablo glanced at him indistinctly.

"Squeak", the door of the room Diablo was thinking about was opened, and it was Giorno who walked out.

Diablo sat down on the sofa quickly, and turned on the TV with a 'pat', and a relatively noisy voice came from it.

Diablo, who didn't dare to look sideways, had to prick up his ears to listen.

"Oh? You're the new one?"

"Ah."

……Why are not you talking?Go on!Give me more information!

Diablo stared at the TV with a blank expression, pressed the button to tune the channel, and stopped at a channel that was broadcasting a horror movie.

Since it was a horror movie, the picture was very dim, so Diablo could use the reflection of the TV screen to observe the movement behind him.

Valentine, who wanted to have breakfast, opened the door and went out. The scene outside did not seem to be in Italy.

After Giorno washed up, he skillfully took out breakfast from the refrigerator in the kitchen to heat up, and then sat next to Diablo...