The villain's love literacy

"Who knows."

Sylvia didn't look at Dio, and said lightly, looking into the distance.

When she met Dio in 1988, she didn't know him at all. Now she just saw Dio when she came here.

She didn't know how long she would maintain this state, nor when she would go back.

She didn't know anything about his future, where he would go when he grew up, and why he would not die for 100 years.

She suddenly found that she knew nothing about DIO, and she didn't know anything about why the Egyptian villa with all the curtains tightly closed and so many substitute messengers existed.

Dio isn't showing any signs of being a stand-in right now - if he was born with stand-in abilities like she and Kakyoin, maybe life wouldn't be as difficult as it is now.

During the few months of living in Morioh, she learned from Josuke Higashika and Jotaro Kujo that the stand-in messenger can be made with "arrows". The unknown yellow humanoid stand-in of DIO might have been "arrowed" later. "Shot and got it.

The blond boy squinted his eyes at her for a long time.

"Hey, you woman—"

"What women are not women."

Sylvia frowned slightly. In 1988, she really couldn't see a little bit of his previous background from DIO. If she hadn't seen it now, she would have thought he was a young master from which family.

"I have a name. If you don't call me properly, I won't answer."

Dio snorted dissatisfied.

"I don't have anything I need from you."

He left on his own, while Sylvia just floated slowly behind him with an indifferent expression.

What does she care about with him, now Dior is just an uncertain child, and she doesn't expect that the thing that wiped his wound just now can change her, anyway, she can't do without him, and he can't drive him away—that is, once she wants to Thinking that I will return to Egypt in 1988, I still feel a little embarrassed.

Being able to get along with the current Dior does not mean being able to face DIO.

Thinking that she and DIO had already had some relatively intimate relationship, she looked at the back of the blond boy in front of her with more complicated eyes.

How did he become like that?

As an adult, he has a really bad personality.

Before entering the house, Dio took away the strips of cloth she had torn off from the inner lining of her pajamas—the excuse was that no one else could see her, and she didn't enter the house, so how strange was a piece of white cloth floating in the air.

Sylvia didn't pay much attention to it. She heard that Dio made food for herself after returning home, and then floated up to the roof, sitting on the ridge and looking at the steel forest-like city on the other side.

The sky was already dark, and the sky was still foggy, and not a single star could be seen.

This is indeed a watershed, with the progressively modernized city ahead, and the bourgeois manor behind, nothing can be done in the state of the soul, and this time the resurrection is not by my side, there is nothing I can do.

She couldn't keep focusing on Dio, after all, she said she didn't want to enter the house because she didn't want to disturb his personal life.

Even children of this age have their own privacy, but it seems that most parents in the world have not yet figured this out.

The dim lights of every house in the slum began to light up gradually, and Sylvia stared at those lights in a daze.

After a while, she realized that there was a sound of the door opening below.

She poked her head out, and the blond boy was looking around, looking for something aimlessly.

"What are you looking at, are you looking for me?"

Dio's shoulders shook violently, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the black-haired woman lying on the roof, and showed a "polite" smile.

"What are you doing up there?"

"did nothing."

She jumped down and covered her mouth in a funny way, making Dio feel deflated. She didn't know why she felt better for no reason—maybe it was because DIO had been pinching her soul to death until now.

After coming down, Sylvia realized that he was still holding a piece of bread in his hand. She blinked into those honey-colored eyes and smiled.

"For me?"

He coughed heavily, clenching his fist in front of his mouth.

"I don't know if you need to eat or not, that's all."

With the help of the moonlight that finally penetrated the clouds, I could see the bread clearly. Perhaps it was a good meal for Brando's family. The sliced ​​area can be seen that the bread is very thin.

Sylvia's heart suddenly softened.

"Thank you, Dio."

She curled the corner of her mouth slightly, and couldn't help raising her hand to mess up the golden hair.

"But I don't need to eat. You can keep it for yourself. Now is the time to grow taller. Remember to eat more and have a balanced nutrition."

"Hey, who let you touch my hair!"

He raised his voice a little angrily, but when he saw the gentle curve of Sylvia's lips, his arrogance suddenly weakened.

"...Cut, there is no next time."

She suddenly felt that Dior was quite cute when he was a child, and he was a little different from when he grew up. She didn't know how he got that crooked look, Sylvia said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Brando Jr. Well, you should go back to rest earlier, don't worry about me, nothing will happen to me like this."

The blond boy muttered something, but she didn't catch it, and finally he said "Okay."

Before closing the door, Dio gave her another deep look.

The first thing he did when he woke up the next morning was to look for her. For some reason, he was relieved to see that woman floating down from the roof.

Could it be because of that little incident yesterday that he treated her...

"You just sat on the roof all night?"

he asked in disbelief.

"It's none of your business... just take care of your own affairs."

Sylvia stretched in front of him indifferently, and yawned again.

Dio was out again and she was forced to move with him, but at a distance each time, she didn't want to be like a stalker looking at everything.

And she wasn't that interested in exactly what he did every day.

It can be seen that Dior wants to maintain a decent image in front of him, but after all, he has no mother, and his father is an alcoholic who does nothing. He has to go to work if he wants to eat.

Sometimes she can only pretend not to see his bitterness.

No matter how DIO knocked her out and took her back to lock him up, she always felt more sorry for him now.

As for Dior's hard life, she can only sigh. She has always lived a good life, not to mention the few lives she has been taken care of by others. Got a big house.

Kishibe Rohan sees that she is "one of them" and for Jotaro's sake, he is very lenient towards her at work.

She has never really suffered, but thinking about DIO in 1988 will make her feel better. These days will pass.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to help."

On his way home that day, Sylvia floated to him silently and whispered.

The boy just glanced at her wearily, without saying anything, and his blond hair became dull. Seeing him like this made her feel softer.

"Uh, need a hug?"

Dio gave her a weird look this time, but stopped short.

After getting along for a while, Sylvia knew that this meant "he wanted".

"Come on, although there is no real use, it can at least make you feel better."

She couldn't remember exactly what the psychologist said, but social surveys showed that everyone should be hugged, encouraged, and comforted.Since he can't get it from others, she will give it to him.

His father will always belittle and beat him, and the place where he works—since child labor is hired, it is not a serious place, and they are not treated as children at all. Capital squeezes these poor pulls, and poor children have no Childhood to speak of.

Sylvia smiled gently and opened her arms to him.

She could see that he was hesitating, but she insisted on not letting go of her arm.

These days he avoided any contact with her, only approached when talking to her when necessary, and stayed far away at other times, but Sylvia knew he needed this now.

Finally, the blond boy took the initiative to walk into her arms.

He hugged him so tightly that she could feel a bit of suffocation even in the soul form, with her head buried on her shoulders, and the warm human breath made her feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

But Sylvia immediately responded to the hug. She lovingly stroked the boy's back, noticing that his body had relaxed from the initial tightness, she comforted softly.

"Okay, I'm here."

"...you are so cold."

Dio said mercilessly, his voice was muffled because he had been lying on her shoulder all the time.

Sylvia laughed too, straightened up, and ruffled the boy's hair—this time he didn't say anything, but let her move.

"I'm really sorry about that."

"Although this question is very rude."

He put his hands off her back.

"How old are you? I guess you're not too old?"

She quickly recalled that Yayoi Asagiri in this life should have just graduated from high school, and she still remembered Mrs. Kakyoin saying that she was only one year older than Noriaki Kakyoin.

Thinking of this, Sylvia's complexion changed, DIO implanted something into Kakyoin's brain, although it didn't seem to be life-threatening...

And Dio just took it as a reaction to her reluctance to answer how old she was.

"Well, since you don't want to say it."

However, he guessed that she was not that big, and she didn't look much older than him. After a while, he would be able to grow taller than her.

He could vaguely guess that Sylvia recognized him. Although he didn't know when he would actually meet her in the future, he must have grown up by then.

He didn't want Sylvia to always treat him as a child—he clearly knew that was the case now.

But anyway, in the future he will find her.

And Sylvia also noticed the change in the other party's expression.

If DIO disdains to cover up, then the current Dior will not cover up.Desire and desire were clearly written in those eyes, which were so intense that they were almost on fire.

That is the look in the eyes of a man when he wants to get a woman. She has seen it in the eyes of many people, whether it is Diablo, Kimai Tsuji, Katz, or even Kira Yoshikage.

It turned out that it had already started from this time.