The Not-So-Wonderful Notes of the Eternals

After everything stabilized, I proposed to Giorno that I want to leave the organization.The little godfather looked at me with his beautiful eyes, and I looked back without moving.Few people can remain calm enough under the gaze of Giorno, he is a natural leader, like a child of gods.

But I'm not too afraid of this. After Giorno took power, I've been paying attention to not getting in touch with the organization center as much as possible. Even if there is something in my mind that needs to be forgotten, I can solve the problem by dying.I looked at Giorno without fear, and finally the little godfather blinked and approved my application.

"Mr. Green, you are such an interesting person." When I went out, I seemed to hear Giorno's whisper.But it doesn't matter what Giorno said. I have something I've always wanted to do, and it wouldn't be good if I kept my status as a member of the organization.

I want to look for the boss, ah no, the trace of Diablo.

I've always cared about his ending.

Bugarati is very busy recently, and he probably doesn't have much time to give me much attention when I go out for a while.I'd love to see Diablo's situation, what happens to a man who is forced to die all the time, I'm curious.

……

How should I put it, I am relieved to see that he is not doing well.

Diablo, who couldn't really die like me, had a much worse life than me.At least as long as I don't take the initiative to seek death, it's fine to live a good life.But he couldn't work, and he couldn't live a normal life, because Gold's ability to experience the Requiem was applied to his near-death stage-Diablo didn't know when he would die in an inexplicable event, and he would drink Sudden choking to death while in the water, or being hit by a high-altitude parabola while walking.

It was raining when I found him.I searched for the abnormally fluctuating vitality with an umbrella, and finally found the pink-haired male corpse in a dark corner.Diablo's muscular body when he was a BOSS is not so beautiful, and the spots on his hair are also faded. If it weren't for the large tattoo on his arm, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to recognize that this is Diablo Ro.

I took Diablo, who hadn't been revived, to a hotel that didn't require identity registration. With some ambiguous eyes from the front desk, I added a little more to the room rate and told her not to disturb us for a short time.Diablo was fresh, the front desk just misunderstood my interest and it was great that I didn't want to call the police.

The room is not big, but fortunately there is also a bathroom.Although Diablo would die soon, whether he was born or not, he should wash up.

I want to study him, so better be clean.

Diablo opened his eyes while helping him in the bath, but I didn't notice much, and soon I noticed that he seemed to be choking on the water.Hmm... It's a bit late to find out, but it's not a big problem, as long as he gets used to it.

While I was blowing my hair, Diablo finally woke up again. Obviously, the continuous death had a great impact on his spirit. When he heard the sound of the hair dryer, Diablo's first reaction was not to attack me, but to attack me. Shrunk himself in the corner of the room.It's really funny to see such a tall man shrinking there like a small animal.

I moved closer to Diablo, and slowly squatted in front of him.I just found out that his pupils are broken, will it affect seeing?

We were already very close, but Diablo didn't attack me.

Closer, I was able to touch his throat, and Diablo still didn't attack me.

The two mortals looked at each other, and I wondered why he still didn't attack me.Even though he has already killed me twice, Diablo should know that I am actually quite easy to die.

I saw terror in Diablo's shattered green eyes... had he been tortured by death into a frightened animal?Where is his double?It should be only my soul and the double are separated.

Diablo's lips were trembling, not sure if he wanted to say something or was just scared.Am I that scary?

"Don't come near me..." Wow, he didn't even have the momentum to shout "I'm Diablo, the emperor", and he looked really tortured.

"I won't listen to you." I stretched out my hand to hold Diablo's neck, his Adam's apple rolled in my palm, his shattered green pupils trembled constantly, and I didn't know whether it was fear or expectation. "If you cooperate with me, you will at least die more peacefully in the next few times, so are you willing to behave better? Boss."

Diablo closed his eyes.

Well, as long as he doesn't attack me, it doesn't matter whether he cooperates or not.I just wanted to see what weird way he would die, and see if I could kill him by the way.

……

Diablo's resurrection cycle is quite short. I tried to kill him several times in one day. Several times I thought I was going to succeed, but Diablo reappeared in my field of vision within an hour. .Diablo's resurrection is different from mine. No matter how unsuitable the scene is for his mental health, he will come back to life in a very short period of time. less time.

He seemed to be anchored at the moment of death, and returned to the anchor at the time of death.

Ah, tired.The room also needs to be tidied up. Anyway, it is too much trouble. If the hotel staff are allowed to come in, it will scare people.

Diablo seemed to have fallen into numbness, completely ignoring me, and would only bite me first when I was about to kill him again.

...not the kind of lip gnawing between lovers, he gnawed a piece of my flesh in a physical sense.What's the matter, my stand-in can already be anesthetized, if you insist on gnawing on me, it will hurt me too.

……

"Hey, let's start, I want to wipe the floor."

"Are you out of your mind?" Diablo raised his foot obediently, but he didn't seem to accept me mopping the floor when he was just resurrected.

No, I was careful not to get the blood in places that couldn't be wiped clean. Besides, after all, no one was killed, and it's not appropriate to turn a good room into a haunted house. "Of course I don't have any. I'm going to buy food later. What do you want to eat?"

Diablo: "..."

I ended up buying food to Diablo's liking and trying it one last time after eating.

It's not a success or a failure, he was swallowed into the double by me.There is a constant feeling of gluttony in the depths of my soul. Diablo keeps resurrecting inside my double, and keeps dying in the endless darkness. Fortunately, it doesn't hurt, um, I just pretend he is asleep.

Before going out, I told Bugarati that I would travel for a few days, and I am not in a hurry to go back now.I checked out of the hotel room and began to think about which attractions to visit.

Naples is really a very beautiful city when the security situation is good.My mood is as beautiful as this scenery, at least until I received Giorno's call, my mood was very beautiful.

"Mr. Green, you have already found Diablo, right?" The voice of the little godfather was very calm. Giorno would not have any emotional fluctuations when facing each other, and I couldn't hear his emotions on the phone. up.

I couldn't control Giorno's mind at all, he and Fugo were full of enthusiasm.He simply asked directly: "Yes, but how do you know?"

Giorno didn't seem to be alone on the phone, and I heard the chuckle of a woman distorted by radio waves. "Is it funny? Tell me."

Giorno seemed to laugh too: "No, I just thought you should remember that Diablo's 'immortality' is based on Gold's ability to experience Requiem. And Trish can also vaguely feel her father ...So where did you hide Diablo?"

...There is no privacy, Diablo.

I opened my mouth, although I am happy that Diablo is not doing well, but this call from Giorno is really scary: "Do you need him to continue to live?"

"If you understand it that way, yes." Giorno admitted very happily, "I am connected with the golden experience-we all hope that Diablo can live like this forever." Forever and ever, life after life, submerged in There is no escape from endless death.

Wow, Diablo, you are so hated.

……

Later, I brought Diablo to Giorno, and the little godfather watched the whole process of me taking Diablo out of the substitute with his beautiful eyes.

To be honest, this is the first time I have seen such a scene of dropping the SAN. Those who swallowed it before will not have the opportunity to be taken out again.Diablo's state is almost unbearable to look at directly, but his ability to restore him to normal, as long as he dies again.

"Mr. Green, has Buccarati seen you like this?" Perhaps because the waiting process was too boring, Giorno suddenly asked me.

The avatars were slowly retracted into my spine. I touched the flesh and blood on their surface, not knowing whether it belonged to me or Diablo, and thought about it. "No, I usually don't show this to normal people." Those who saw this scene, except Giorno and Diablo, died.

But Diablo is not dead.

Forget it, he'll just get used to it.

"Then I'll go first."

"Slow down," Giorno said while sitting on his boss chair, the boy's petal-like lips softly spit out a few words, "Your job is with Bugarati, remember to do it, Mr. Green."

what?

Didn't I run away?

"You don't really think anyone can escape from Mafia alive, do you?"

Can I hang Giorno on a street lamp?What a teenage capitalist.