[JOJO] They all say that there is no such disease as juvenile dementia!

one year later………

The new stronghold of the assassination team:

"I, Giorno Giovanna! Have a dream!"

"The name is too loud."

"I, Giorno Giovanna... have a dream!"

"Don't break the sentence! This sentence is coherent."

"I, Giorno Giovanna, have a dream!"

"Okay, next sentence."

"I want to be a gangster superstar!"

"what!!?"

"I want to be a gangster superstar."

I jumped up from the chair, grabbed Giorno by the collar, and shouted, "I thought you wanted to fight drugs!"

Giorno held my hand calmly and said, "Being a gang superstar can stop drugs."

"Fuck!! What are you talking about!", Jiaqiu rolled over from the sofa, "Lixi, your little devil is sick, right?"

"Get out! Don't tell me!", I threw a pillow over.

I have known Giorno and the assassination team for almost a year. At the beginning, I wanted to show him what a terrible gang is.Who knew that he got along well with everyone, one senior at a time, making the faces of this group of people happy.

Especially when Hongcun Xingzhao heard the phrase "big brother", he laughed like a living Buddha reincarnated.I kept buying this and that for Giorno, and Giorno brought back almost 100 boxes of caviar, and his face was much rounder.

Bessie loves to play with Giorno very much, and Giorno treats him like he treats his brother, obviously Bessie is older than Giorno.Every now and then, Qiao Luno changed his hairstyle. No, he recently dyed his hair blond, saying that he can be the same as Prosciutto, and I can also have the same style as Giorno.

I think blonde hair is pretty good, but can you not roll the same donuts as Giorno?

Giorno looked at Risut and Proxiet who had just come back, and Meloni who was standing behind, and raised his head to say hello: "Senior Nero, Senior Proxiet, Senior Meili... Good afternoon."

"Ah."

"Come to play with Lixi again?"

I loosened Giorno's collar, and Giorno straightened his bare chest and said, "I'm here to find Lixi for an induction exercise."

Proxiu nodded, "Yes."

"Do you want Giorno to play in my room?" Meloni licked his lips.

Giorno waved his hand, "No senior, I don't want to have a baby today."

I stopped Proxiet: "Pu! Giorno is amazing! He said he wants to be the godfather of gangsters!"

"Hmm... ambitious." Proxiete calmly lit a cigarette.

I looked at Meloni again: "Meloni!"

"The godfather's blood is more valuable." Meloni patted Giorno on the shoulder and gave him an affirmative smile.

"Fuck! Are you crazy?" Gaciu looked at the others in shock.

Risut's voice came from the kitchen, "Young people can try it..."

"I fucking want to be an astronaut!" Gaciu said, rolling his eyes.

I echoed: "Yes, I still want to be a Hollywood superstar!"

Giorno patted me on the shoulder, "This is possible."

"Fart!", I said, shaking his hand away.

I can't believe that Giorno's dream of being a gangster superstar was supported by more than half of the assassination team? ? ?I began to reflect, is it normal for a 15-year-old boy to want to be the godfather of a gangster?Could it be that I am behind?

Iluso mocked everyone as always, except for Risut, there was no one he valued.So his suggestion can be ignored.

Although Jiaqiu cursed and said that Giorno had a brain problem, he obviously had no intention of correcting Giorno.

So I'm the only one against it?

"Hey..." I patted Giorno on the shoulder and said, "You have grown up and have your own dreams...I support you, keep practicing."

"Alright Lizzy."

My suggestion to Giorno is to first find a way to get in touch with Bucciarati sideways to see if he is the type he likes, and then find an opportunity to introduce himself.

"It's better to fight, so that you can naturally say the sentence you just practiced."

"Ok."

"It can be matched with some contagious movements, which will make people feel more confident."

"..."

Jiaqiu threw a bottle of iced Coke to Gioruno, and said, "When you meet, you must give the rest of their team a big blow! Don't let them look down on you..."

"Giorno, don't listen to him, how can a newcomer give the elders a blow." Proxiet pressed Jiaqiu's head to prevent Jiaqiu from swaying Qiaoruno.

I nodded, "It's better to be kind and don't reveal your ambitions. After all, not everyone wants to overthrow the boss like Bucciarati."

Holmaggio, who passed by with the cat in his arms, said, "Anyway, everyone in this house wants to."

We laughed out loud, it was a good thing.

In order to have a perfect chance of joining the team, I started to follow Bucciarati with Giorno.For example, this afternoon, I took him and secretly drove behind the Bugarati group.

I saw Mista get out of the car with the gun in his pocket.

"Giorno, don't learn from him in the future."

"what happened?"

"After a fire, there will be no future."

"..."

Not long after Mista got out of the car, Bugarati also got off. Judging by my clothes, Fugo should be driving.After all, not many people wear ripped suits, and he is probably wearing a thong... This is my guess.

There were gunshots from inside, and Mista's roar. It was really loud, and I could vaguely hear it.

I said to Giorno: "In the future, you must not yell like this when you encounter something."

Giorno nodded, and I continued: "Output is not based on yelling, you must calmly think about the status quo and countermeasures...don't die early on the way to achieve your goals."

"Lixi... I am conscious, and I will do my best for this goal."

"What if it fails?"

"That means my awareness is not enough, do you believe me?"

"……Believe."

There was a huge collision sound in front, I thought their car exploded, it turned out that Mista jumped from the upstairs, and Bugarati and... a stone?

Their movements were fast, and they quickly retreated after Mista fell on the car. The stones on the ground seemed to attract me.I opened the car door and said, "Giorno, follow me, I'll go down and have a look..."

The dust from the broken stone outlines the appearance of three people, Apachinaranga and Bugarati.I frowned, this scene seemed familiar, driven by instinct, I kicked the dust away.

The dust formed a long-haired man in the air... It looked like something had grown from his hair.