The villain's love literacy

She never imagined that one day she would see Diablo again.Sylvia has always believed in Giorno's words, thinking that he had died in a gang fight long ago, but she did not expect that he was also a person who "cannot reach the truth" like her.

He just appeared in Japan without any warning, and he didn’t know where he was before——DIO seemed to be in the same situation. He obviously died in his own world, but he reappeared in this world, and now he doesn’t know where he is. where.

"Are you thinking about something?" Harold couldn't help asking when he saw his daughter lost in thought again. She always seemed worried, and she didn't know what to worry about every day.

"Ah! It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what to do next." Silvia prevaricated a reason, and planned to accompany her father to clean up the house first, so that she could have a place to live in right away. "Did you just say you were going out to do some shopping? Let me go with you!"

Harold smiled faintly and shook his head: "I can do these things by myself. Compared with this, I think you should find a place to stay first——If you want to study hard, you'd better find a place that is secluded but has an atmosphere." New environment. It’s less than May now, and it’s not too far away from the theory, so we should make plans early.”

"... Renting a house?" After thinking for a while, he understood what his father meant. It seemed that he insisted on getting himself into a new life as soon as possible.

"I remember that the service of ordering newspapers and magazines just resumed today." Harold put the owl ornament in his hand on the ground, got up and opened the door, walked through the gravel road that had been partially covered by weeds, and opened the creaking mailbox , took out the stack inside and waved at Sylvia, "Let's take a look at the information on it."

The two of them looked at the rental information page for a long time, circled it with a red pen, and finally chose a few apartments with good locations next to the school that Sylvia planned to apply for, but she had to check the details by herself.

Harold insisted that the two of them split up and asked her to see if there was a suitable house first, but Sylvia had to compromise in the end.Of course, I can understand part of her father's feelings. Her new life really needs a good start, instead of hiding by her father's side and being a shrinking turtle.

After going to several apartment buildings with convenient locations and elevators, and getting a general understanding of the price, and having two final choices in mind, Sylvia decided to go home and discuss with her father, asking him to help out. idea.

When she saw a black car in the parking space in front of her house, she hadn't thought about it that much. She vaguely saw someone in the driver's seat, and she thought it was a passerby temporarily parked by the side of the road, and would drive away in a while.Father's car is parked in the garage, as long as it doesn't block the intersection that the garage must pass, he usually doesn't pay much attention to it.

A strange idea flashed through her mind, she didn't know why she paid attention to the brand of the car, it wasn't the official car that "Enthusiasm" often used.

Perhaps it was because Harold had been mentioning those two people just now, so they hadn't been erased from his mind for a while.

However, as soon as Sylvia opened the door, she immediately noticed something was wrong—there was an extra pair of leather shoes on the carpet at the door, a style she had never seen before, obviously it belonged to someone else, and she didn't have it when she left.

Could it be that my father's old friends and colleagues heard that he was coming back and came to celebrate?It doesn't quite look like it...it's a style that young people prefer, and most of Harold's friends here are older than himself.

"Oh, Sissy, you're finally back." With the keys still on the storage table in the entrance, Sylvia heard her father's voice coming from the living room, and she was obviously overjoyed.

She hung her handbag on the hanger in some confusion, and couldn't help looking in. Harold continued, "We mentioned you just now!"

"... Mention me?" She couldn't figure it out at all, and she didn't finally see a familiar black hair until she entered the living room.

Slightly curled, parted in the middle, half-length, sitting with his back to her, his father sitting on the single sofa, and a white courtesy on the coffee table.

"It doesn't seem appropriate to say it's been a while." The man turned his head and smiled politely, as if he was really a famous gentleman. He was well dressed and the corners of his mouth were just right.

"Eh——!??" Sylvia couldn't help but make a loud questioning voice, which immediately made Mr. Harold dissatisfied.But she completely ignored her father's feelings, and stared blankly at the man who should never be here no matter what she thought. "Ghost, ghost dance Tsuji no misanthropy? Why did you come here!?"

Harold smiled apologetically at Onimai Tsuji: "Forgive me, she is still so rude to the guests, I really trouble you to come all the way from Japan."

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and said to Sylvia with a serious face, with a sense of reproach: "You met such a friend in Japan, why didn't you tell me? Now even when guests come to visit at home, they don't know how to tell them." Some drinks to entertain!"

...What the hell is this and what is it! ?Even if she still doesn't understand the reason why Oni Wu Tsuji appeared here, in order not to make things worse, Sylvia still chooses to go to the kitchen to pour some juice, and it's too late for the coffee to be brewed, besides, she guesses that Wu Mi must be tea group.

Oni Wu Tsuji is not a friend, and he was definitely not acquainted during this trip to Japan. I don’t know when he came here, and what he said to his father, and Mr. Harold lied to him.

She carried three glasses of orange juice on a tray, and put them on the tea table angrily. She didn't control the force well, and her voice was a little loud.Sylvia was too lazy to hide anything in front of her father, and sat on the single sofa on the other side without saying a word.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and Harold immediately explained to his daughter when he saw this: "Didn't we agree to split up - you just left for a few minutes, I was about to go shopping, and this gentleman came to the door come to you."

Sylvia raised an eyebrow and looked at Wu Mi with complicated eyes, but the man still looked very polite. Her anger seemed to have punched the cotton, and she silently squeezed the glass in her hand. cup.

"Speaking of which, I originally planned to let this gentleman wait at home for a while, but I didn't expect this young man to accompany me all the way, and helped me bring a lot of things when he came back." The more Harold said, the more he felt satisfied. Couldn't help but nodded.Although he doesn't know when Sissi met him and what the relationship between the two is, this does not prevent him from having a perfect first impression of Guiwu Tsuji.

"Where." The black-haired man nodded politely to Harold, and glanced at the blond woman who still bowed her head and refused to speak with a half-smile, "This is what I should do, and I was taken care of by your daughter a lot before, today Nothing worth mentioning."

Sylvia let out a snort from her nose, obviously contemptuous of what she said.

The man didn't feel annoyed, but smiled kindly, stretched out his hand and took out the poor glass that was about to burst from the woman's hand: "It's not good if you get it on your body, let's put it down first."

What annoyed her the most was that she really couldn't find anything wrong with him in terms of etiquette.

Really cunning, worthy of being the former ghost king.Obviously she had already left everyone behind, but he was able to find out where she flew back to, the addresses of her family members so quickly.

If you can't start with her, just impress her father first.Harold seems to be very satisfied with Wu Can now, even if she doesn't give him a good face, he will receive his father's reprimanding eyes.

While her father was drinking the orange juice with his head down, Sylvia quickly gave Wu Mi a wink, her head was about to be thrown out, and signaled him to leave as soon as he had nothing to do.

But what she never expected was that when Harold raised his head again, Wuyou actually cleared his throat, and those rose-red eyes looked docile and respectful at this moment: "Mr. Harold, it seems that Sylvie Ya still has something to say to me alone, so excuse me for a while."

Sylvia almost didn't come up out of breath.

In front of my father, I couldn't be so obvious, so I had to take a look at the black-haired man, stood up first, and walked towards the door. Halfway there, I felt something was wrong—afraid that my father would misunderstand and chase away the passengers, so I stopped and walked towards the stairs. direction went.

As soon as he disappeared from Harold's sight, Sylvia grabbed Wu Mi's arm from the corner of the stairs, wishing to carry him up quickly. If the situation allowed, she would definitely follow this force to him. Throw it out the window.

Instead of entering her own room, she turned into the study room. She let Wu Mi go in first, and closed the door behind herself before she finally couldn't help asking loudly: "Why did you come here? What exactly do you want?"

As he spoke, he made no secret of looking at the movements of his pupils and fingernails, for fear that he might show signs of turning into a ghost.

She was no longer afraid of the Ghost King's ability at all, but he actually approached Harold while she was away... It was unforgivable, and she couldn't bear it if something happened.

"Relax," Wu Mi raised his hands in front of him, as if surrendering to her, "I'm a human being now."

Seeing that she still refused to speak, and just glared at him with her eyes, Guiwu Tsuji finally sighed: "I just saw that you left in a hurry, and I just wanted to see if you were okay."

Is it really that simple?Sylvia squinted her eyes suspiciously and looked up and down. No matter what Wu Mi did in the past, she had a clear purpose. She would not easily believe that he came to Naples for no reason.

"Then I'm fine, you saw it, you can go now." She said bluntly, looking at Wu Mi provocatively.

"Now, I have obtained what I spent thousands of years pursuing in my previous life, Sylvia," the black-haired man stared seriously at the woman's light green eyes, which were completely different from the obsidian eyes of Asagiri Yayoi, but to him It still feels exactly the same when I say, "Sissy—I heard them call you that, and now I don't want anything else but you."

The best thing is what you can’t get. Now you can live in the sun like an ordinary human being. What you couldn’t get before was his only wish. Last time he couldn’t get it after waiting 400 years, this time he must ...Be sure to get ahead of that man.

When they appeared in this world together, a baby appeared beside Ji Guoyuan for no reason—it was not without reason until later that everyone knew that the girl had obsidian-like eyes, and now she is 7 or 8 years old .