[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

... Isn't there a dining table over there?Why are you here on the sofa!

It's not easy to pretend to tune the channel with the remote control!She happened to put the remote control by Giorno's hand, and if she wanted to take it, it would definitely attract his attention.

Diablo glanced at it, and then quickly turned his gaze back to the TV screen. This reaction was similar to that of just entering kindergarten, peeking at his mother who was explaining things to the teacher, but desperately looking away before being discovered like a child.

As soon as he looked away, he met the bloody grimace that filled the screen...

"Thorn-"

Giorno, who was biting a piece of bread, turned his head suspiciously, and saw that Diablo was holding a piece of fabric in his hand, and a piece of the armrest of the sofa was missing, revealing the sponge inside.

"Ah, if Kira-san finds out..." Needless to say, the latter words are not a good thing.

Tsk, isn't it just a cheap sofa?Diablo casually threw the torn fabric into the trash can beside him.

Moreover, she is not using her own identity now, so it has nothing to do with her if she breaks anything here.

Seeing Diablo's expressionless and calm appearance, Giorno became even more puzzled. Usually, if he breaks any furniture, he must be in a panic. Why did he change his gender today?

...As if something was wrong, Diablo noticed Giorno's gaze.

"Hey, can you tell Kira that I did it?"

"It doesn't seem to be a question of whether I tell you or not..."

After all, even if he didn't do it, other people will push it on him, and there is no way to escape unless he intercedes.

It was fine before, I was in Araki Manor every day, but now that he is in school, it is impossible to always protect this man who looks exactly like his mother.

"...Then you come back later today." At least wait until he gets out of school.

"Didn't Diego ask me to attend your school's parent meeting?" Diablo suddenly remembered this matter.

Giorno paused. Of course he heard what Diego said last night, but he thought it was a joke of this group of people. After all, why would a group of dead people go to a parent meeting?

"are you serious?"

At this time, Giorno's eyes looked at Diablo, and the two identical green eyes finally formed a connecting line, but Diablo cut it off quickly.

Looking at it further, she felt that she would be exposed.

"Anyway, no one went there, right? Diego and Valentine didn't come back, and DIO's physique can't go out during the day, so it goes without saying that Pucci, don't you want Kaz, that guy who only wears a loincloth, to go? School?"

It is estimated that the next day the school will spread the gossip that Giorno's father is a primitive man who only wears a loincloth.

Diablo pressed his fingers on the exposed sponge of the armrest of the sofa, but his eyes did not meet Giorno.

Maybe Diablo's movements were too natural, but Giorno didn't notice anything unusual.

"……whatever."

Although Giorno here is not the same as in the original book, he was excluded because of his Japanese ancestry, but now he has a substitute.

Of course, the ordinary people in the class couldn't see the double, so the children who had dealt with Giorno felt that there was an evil spirit around him, and then told other children that they knew this weird phenomenon.

In this way, he was coldly violent by his peers—maybe because he had never met Giorno’s parents, so the teacher and Diablo talked a lot.

The teacher was also very troubled by this, and tried many ways to alleviate it, such as grouping Giorno and other students into a group when doing outdoor activities.

However, this did not help, and instead alienated the other students even more.

Diablo frowned, thinking about what happened at that time.

There was an accident during the outdoor activities, and then Giorno used a substitute to let some students who were only hearsay and wind-cold and violent confirm with their own eyes that Giorno had an evil spirit on him.

Or maybe the student was dissatisfied with the teacher's arrangement, and secretly attacked Giorno, but how could he be the opponent of the stand-in messenger?

"I wanted to meet you a long time ago, but Giorno said that he has no father and his mother is missing..." the teacher sighed.

So now it's me, the mother, pretending to be the father?Diablo held his forehead in his heart.

"Mr. Giovanna, no matter how busy you are, please pay more attention to Giorno's mental health." There was a bit of blame in the teacher's tone.

...Wait, what is Mr. Giovanna?

Diablo frowned, who gave Giorno the last name? ?

She had long since abandoned the surname she inherited from her mother. That woman only thought of herself as a devil. She didn't need a relative who had been in prison for many years.

For the priest's adopted daughter, it was a stain in her life. When everyone didn't know, she buried that woman under the floor, and her life was worse than death...

Blinking, pulling his thoughts back, Diablo smiled, "I will."

She didn't want to recall what she thought when she saw Giorno again.

Under the complicated and abnormal psychology, there is a trace of killing intent... just like the one that sprouted in the night many years ago.

But these disappeared after learning that the people living in Araki Village were a group of dead people.

Giorno still died as she thought, because of his abandonment.

Many parents sat next to the students, and the teacher talked about the performance of some students on the podium. For the bear children, it was a public execution.

She is the boss of a mafia organization, why is she listening to a primary school teacher here?

Diablo propped his face on the back of his hands in boredom, his cheeks were deformed, and he was thinking about the internal affairs of the organization.

Giorno was sitting next to her. Of course, he was not the kind of person who could enjoy listening to the performance of his classmates, so he started to read the physics-related book that Katz had prepared for him.

"Dad, I'm talking about him!"

Diablo's attention was drawn back by the voice on the left, she glanced at it, it was a father and son, the son covered his mouth and talked to his father, his eyes were still looking this way.

She just glanced at it instinctively following the sound, but saw something that made her raise her eyebrows.

Isn't the badge pinned to the cuff of this man's suit a sign of enthusiasm?

"Really?" The man followed his son's gaze.

His son had already made it clear to him at home about Giorno's matter.

Although he is not a stand-in messenger himself, he has been in Enthusiasm for quite a long time and has seen many miraculous things. He speculates that this child may have some special ability like those upper class.

but……

The other party's father doesn't seem to be an enthusiastic person?The man's gaze shifted from Giorno to Diablo.

He knows all the cadres of the organization, not just any one of them, and the general members will wear badges like himself to prevent mistakes or reveal their identities.

After all, wearing this badge, in this chaotic Italy, even if you leave your handbag at your feet, no one will dare to steal it.

"Father, Giorno is usually very arrogant! Teach him a lesson for me!" It was obvious that he was spoiled.

For people they don't like, children of course add fuel and vinegar to complain in front of their parents.

Hearing that there were strange things around Giorno and caring about the son of an organization member he was, he was relieved after confirming that Diablo beside him was not a member of an organization with a higher status than him.

"Hey, I heard that your son did too much to my son?" The man leaned closer to Diablo, lowered his voice to show his danger and pressure, and pulled his cuff pretentiously to signal him Look at the badge.

"what's your name?"

"What?" The man didn't expect the other party to react like this at all. He didn't look like a foreigner at all. Could it be that he didn't recognize the badge of the Enthusiasm Organization?

"The same thing, I don't want to repeat it a second time, because it's unnecessary..." Diablo straightened up, and casually patted the non-existing dust on his cuffs.

The irritated man's face was distorted, but when he met the other's eyes, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, "...Pan Ludo..." He couldn't help but speak.

what happened?This guy with a woman's face actually gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Oh? A woman's face?"

Oops!How did he say what he thought!

When Giorno on the side heard this, his hand that turned the page paused, and he looked sideways at Diablo's face.