The villain's love literacy

I didn't sleep well that night at all, I always dreamed about the past intermittently, woke up several times, and almost missed the breakfast time.

Sylvia couldn't keep her eyes open, but she still decided to have something to eat before setting off. After meeting so many people last night, she didn't want to stay in Japan anymore, no matter whether Giorno and the others would stay To do business in Japan, she has to go back to Italy alone first.

After washing up and packing her luggage, she planned to go back to her room and leave with her things after eating. After confirming that nothing was left behind, she opened the door, and Sylvia almost had her heart stop in shock.

A very tall blond man was standing at the door with his back to the wall and his arms around his chest. He just tilted his head when he heard the door open.

He was still wearing his favorite yellow pants and black bottoming shirt, and he looked exactly the same as in Egypt.

When she was in the room, she didn't hear any sound at all, and she didn't know when DIO was standing here.

Sylvia took a deep breath and gritted her teeth a bit—anyone who was shocked when they went out would definitely not be in a good mood.

"Sir, what are you doing standing at the door of my room?"

The blond man sighed exaggeratedly, and only then did she see that DIO was holding an apple in his hand, the color was very red, like the beautiful apple in a fairy tale when the evil queen coaxed Snow White.

The man's thumb lightly rubbed the surface of the red apple, as if deliberately showing it to her, Sylvia couldn't help shivering, which reminded her of the time when the two were still together.

"Sylvia... well, Sissy, why are you avoiding me?"

As he said that, he turned around and stopped in front of her to let her go. DIO was too tall and blocked all the way. Sylvia was about to back away, but found that the door was closed before she knew it. closed.

Even after returning to her body, she had to look up at this man.

His honey-colored eyes turned red, and he was almost close to her. The heat from the male body was right in front of her face, and the plump chest muscles were about to hit her face.Long black nails twisted a strand of blonde hair with a lighter color and played with it in his hands. Dio sniffed the lock of hair lightly and closed his eyes.

He made no secret of his possessiveness, he held her in his arms, and propped the door on her shoulder with the other hand.

"Come back with me, Sissy. This time, there will be no annoying people to bother us."

"You're really joking."

Sylvia snatched the lock of hair back from DIO's hands mercilessly, regardless of whether it would hurt herself or not.

"Sorry, I don't know you."

But DIO didn't accept this trick at all, his hand was still in mid-air after being taken away from the thing to play with.

"Sissy, do you have to ask me to do something to help you remember?"

Cold fingers landed on Sylvia's cheek, and DIO was about to kiss him, but she pushed his chin unceremoniously, and another man's voice sounded at the end of the corridor, with obvious dissatisfaction .

"Dior Brando."

Her hand on his chin stopped.

This voice... Sylvia never thought she could hear it again.

The man with long purple hair will never learn how to dress properly, revealing large chest and abs. The backlight and purple ear and eye shadow make him look a bit evil.

Half of her body fell behind him was her biological brother Estes in that life.

Compared to DIO—although it seems sorry for him to say this, Sylvia thinks that the relationship between her and Katz and Estes is stronger.

He couldn't help leaning forward slightly, trying to get closer to the two people, but the blond man pushed back against the door panel.

"Katz, so you're 'one of her' too?"

Dio smiled mockingly, looked down at the blonde woman with raised eyebrows.

"Why, you don't want to recognize me, but can you return to his arms?"

On the surface, she remained expressionless, but Silvia answered his question silently in her heart, "No".

Katz...he is already a perfect ultimate creature, but now she is just an ordinary human being, not even a pillar man. What about taking a look at her?

"Enough, DIO, Katz, let her go."

The person who appeared at the other end of the corridor would never speak to her in such a serious tone, Sylvia turned her head, Kujo Jotaro was not alone, Giorno was also beside him.

"Hohoho."

DIO raised the corners of his lips arrogantly, even if Jotaro beat him once, now he would never back down in front of him, and even started to sneer directly in front of him.

"Jotaro, how dare you appear in front of her?"

Jotaro frowned slowly and didn't answer, it was Giorno who didn't know what happened at all, his eyes were darting back and forth at several people, but the tone of greeting seemed cold.

"Father."

This title made Sylvia tremble all over.

Is DIO actually... Giorno's father?No wonder she felt that the two were inexplicably similar and had such a close kinship. She never thought that the world would be so small.But if you look at it this way, when she traveled to Egypt, Giorno seemed to have been born, but she never saw anyone like Giorno's mother in DIO's residence, not even a woman , Did DIO already know Giorno's existence at that time?

"Sissy, you won't forget, will you?"

The tall vampire interrupted her thoughts, and suddenly pulled her eyes back to the woman in her arms.

"He's the one who killed you, Jotaro Kujo killed you...you're not going to him, huh?"

This time even Katz and Estis couldn't help taking a step forward, the purple-haired man's tone was displeased.

"Dio, what do you know?"

"Giorno."

Sylvia called the little godfather by name, stretched out her hands to push DIO's abdominal muscles to let him leave her, avoided Jotaro's gaze that had been looking at him, and refused to care about this mess.

"Let's go upstairs to eat."

DIO snorted dissatisfiedly, but there were already so many people here, and he couldn't really do anything out of the ordinary.

Besides... It seems that there are not only these few people.

In the elevator, Giorno instinctively felt that something was wrong, and for a while he didn't know how to ask.

Growing up in his stepfather's house, he learned to observe words and expressions very early. Of course, he could see what was in his father's eyes when he looked at Sylvia. No one would feel that kind of naked possessiveness. Comfortable.But she wasn't Diablo's before...how could she have anything to do with DIO?Not even the time is right.

When Mr. Jotaro found him for the first time, he knew about his family background and his father's past.

Even if something happened that they couldn't understand - Mr. Jotaro vaguely mentioned it, but he didn't go into details, he only talked about the lost friends who came back to him again, and at the same time, some other people... came back, Including his father DIO.Looking back now, this "return" is worth savoring carefully. Maybe it has something to do with Sylvia's bizarre return after eight years of disappearance.

"No matter what you encounter, you can turn to us for help."

After a moment of final deliberation, Giorno could only say this before the elevator reached the restaurant floor.She seemed to be avoiding everything, not only just left without explaining anything, but also last night, she had that kind of attitude towards everyone.

"Thank you, but... this is my own business."

She knew that Giorno could not help her, and no one could help her. This was her own business, and besides escaping, she hadn't found a better solution yet.Knowing that it is impossible to procrastinate like this, but no matter what, I can't get over the hurdle in my heart.

She was afraid, not that anyone would do anything to her, even if they really knew everything, it didn't matter.

What she has always been afraid of is that she will soften her heart and think of the past. Even though she tells herself time and time again that she is not really emotional, the time and experience spent together are real. The moment she saw Katz and Estes Her impulsiveness frightened herself.

The hotel's breakfast was buffet style, and she didn't want to be separated from Giorno—it meant being pestered by other people, so after taking the plate, the two of them were inseparable.

But there are always those who don't have a good eye and insist on going up.

Last night, that Hanazawa who didn't have a good impression on her appeared in front of them again, it seemed to be on purpose, he had to stand in front of what she wanted to get, and he would grab things from her every time.

But he didn't do anything out of the ordinary last night, and now it seemed that he was just picking food, and Sylvia really couldn't find anything wrong.

She had no choice but to walk slowly behind him in a bad mood, and took the freshly squeezed apple juice in a glass. Giorno was pouring orange juice for himself, and Sylvia didn't pay much attention because she couldn't hold more , put his cup aside to hold other food.

She used a tong to add some pasta, but when she turned her head, the cup disappeared. She raised her eyes and saw that Hanazawa was putting back a cup of apple juice.

"Sorry, I accidentally mixed up with my own, so I'll put it back for you."

Before he finished speaking, Huazawa's arm was grabbed by someone.

"This is not the cup she had just now."

Uchiha Madara's eyes seemed to be a little red - that might be the illusion of everyone, his voice was cold, and he exerted some strength in his hand while staring at the glass of apple juice.

"You changed the cup, what did you put in it?"

Sylvia frowned vigilantly, and Giorno put down the plates and cups and walked over to her, as if intending to act as a backer for her to ask for an explanation.

Hanazawa was in pain and had to let go of his hand, and the glass was snatched by Uchiha Madara.

"Why do you say that I put something in it, you saw it?"

Hanazawa squinted her eyes and asked Uchiha Madara back. Sylvia guessed what Madara saw with Sharingan, but she couldn't say it in this situation, and Madara herself paused for a moment, not knowing how to prove that she was right. .

"Forget it, I won't eat it."

She put the plate aside. This man seemed to be against her on purpose. Even though she still doesn’t know why, it’s better to observe cautiously. She doesn’t know if her food has been tampered with. Sylvia plans to directly Go to the airport for some food.

"Wait, Yayoi Asagiri."

Just as she turned around, she was called by this name. Sylvia opened her eyes slightly, and her heart skipped a beat—it wasn't just because of the name, a pink-haired man with some spots on his hair appeared in her field of vision .