JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

“Here comes the little flying stick~ Open your mouth wide, ah—” He Li still treated him like a child.

Jotaro is just being arrogant; he actually loves his mother very much. As for his father... well, we'll see.

Joseph, who was standing nearby, was very envious. He also wanted to experience being fed by an elder again.

"Joseph, open your mouth, here comes the little flying stick!"

Hearing someone call his name, Joseph obediently turned around to eat, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was Dior!

Dior's smile remained wide open. "Hahaha, old man, you're so childish!"

Ultimately, Jonathan helped Joseph achieve his dream.

“Grandpa, why don’t you come back to New York with us? I’ll prepare an entire building for you to live in!” Joseph wanted to take Jonathan away.

“Or you could stay here!” Holly suggested, to which Sadao Kujo added, “We would be very happy to have you here.”

But Jonathan didn't agree. He still decided to live with Dio in order to keep an eye on Dio and prevent him from doing bad things!

Dior's outward expression: It's impossible not to do bad things! Nobody can control me!

Dio's inner thoughts: Nice!!!

Joseph and his group couldn't persuade him otherwise, so they had no choice but to agree.

"I heard your castle has a lot of collections?" Jonathan's thoughts turned to something ominous. Could it be that Dio collected the bones of other people's corpses?

He had no doubt that Dior would do such a thing!

"Of course, they're all parked in my castle, it's quite a sight!" Dio was incredibly excited when he talked about his steamrollers.

And so the gentlemen of the Joestar family met, and Jonathan moved into the Cairo castle with Dior, inexplicably gaining a large following.

At this moment, in a church somewhere in the world.

The leader of the Gaia organization is alone here.

“Someone who shouldn’t be here has actually come here. Could there be someone else? Diablo, Frank, you two are really keeping me up at night.”

"But in the end, you can only be the nourishment that helps me reach the top. Anyway, it's still early, so I'll play with you two for a while!"

The old man looked at the person struggling desperately on the cross, without a trace of remorse in his eyes. With a sigh, the person turned to dust once more.

"These mortal bodies simply can't withstand it! We still need a top-tier Stand user!"

"Lukshi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luxie, who had been called out, stepped out of the darkness and said, "Your Majesty."

"Next, tell the remaining [cadres] to behave themselves. We're about to begin a long game of chess with those two brats!"

"Yes, I will give the order immediately."

"Also, now that we have substitute arrows, it's time to fill the positions of [cadres]!" (New Biquge)

at the same time.

After finishing his conversation with the other four, Frank returned to his residence. "Four old foxes, they really aren't willing to suffer any loss."

"Alright, next we need to deal with Gaia and Diablo, so we'll still need them for now."

"Doris, inform the instructors to get ready. We're about to shake up the world order!"

Meanwhile, Diablo, who was in Naples, squinted as he looked at the moon hanging high in the sky.

"I always feel like there's something I can't let go of."

He turned around and saw Bucciarati studying in the living room, Mira playing with building blocks with Trish and Giorno, and Jacqueline who had just finished tidying up the house.

These are all people he cherishes!

"The challenge of fate... Come on!"

Are you ready, everyone?

Time is about to accelerate!!!

Three years later...

Chapter 152 Three Years Later

Three years.

Naples.

Diablo sat in his office, reviewing the organization's accounts.

"Yeah, you can make a lot of money even if you don't sell that stuff! Although part of it comes from Joestar Real Estate Company."

By this time, passion had taken over all of Italy; one could say that Diablo was the emperor of the Italian underworld.

But he knew that there was no future in just controlling the underworld, so when selecting talent, he also focused on choosing some intelligent people.

Such people either become gang lawyers or enter Italian politics; in short, everything is under Diablo's control.

"Time flies!" Diablo exclaimed.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jacqueline brought Mira to find him.

In the past three years, Jacqueline has grown into an even more dashing and heroic woman. When Diablo doesn't show his face, she is the undisputed leader of the organization!

Mira has always worked as her sister's secretary. Although she had considered becoming her brother-in-law's secretary, she decided against it.

For the past three years, he has been traveling all over the world, and Mira has no desire to become a servant girl who pours tea and water for him.

"What? Something's happened in the organization again? You wouldn't come to my office for no reason, would you?" Diablo put down the ledger in his hand.

“No, nothing serious will happen with me here.” Jacqueline took out an invitation and handed it to Diablo.

"This was sent by the Joestar family. It looks like something's happened to them!"

Diablo took the invitation and opened it.

Good guy!

It clearly says "wedding invitation" on it—isn't this just a wedding invitation? Who's getting married?

Diablo examined it closely, and Mira took the opportunity to climb onto Diablo's back to look at it together.

"Jotaro is getting married?!?!" Diavolo could hardly believe his eyes.

Jotaro, the guy who wants to shout "Yakamashi!" to every woman in the world, is actually getting married!

Keep in mind that even Polnareff was still deeply in love at this moment.

But Jotaro was already preparing to get married!

If I remember correctly, he just graduated not long ago!

"I'm really in a hurry. I didn't expect Jotaro to even think about marriage." Diavolo couldn't help but find it amusing.

Mira took the invitation from Diablo's hand. "That rude high school student is getting married already? Time flies."

"So? Are you going or not?" Jacqueline asked.

She really wanted to go.

"Where's the address?" Diablo also wanted to join in the fun, after all, he was considered Diablo's "elder".

"Shall we go together to Manhattan in New York?" Mira also wanted to see the excitement.

"Then let's get ready!" Diablo stood up, picked up his coat hanging on the wall, and said, "Let's go home and get off work."

Looking at the midday sun outside, Jacqueline couldn't help but shake her head with amusement. "You, you can leave work whenever you want."

“Of course, I’m the boss.” Diablo made no attempt to hide his pride.

“Yes, yes, yes, the boss says we can leave work now!” Mira smiled and took Diablo’s arm, and the two left the office intimately.

Jacqueline smiled helplessly, locked the door behind her, and then went home.

Three years have passed, and Bucciarati has grown into a big kid. Although he is still in school, he already has the air of a gangster.

Jacqueline neither encouraged nor discouraged him; she simply told him to think about his future path.

"I'm back." Diablo opened the door.

"Dad, you're back!" Trish and Giorno exclaimed in surprise from the living room.

They are almost six years old, so they don't need special care.

Moreover, both of them have awakened their own substitutes since the kidnapping three years ago.

"Good boy!" Diablo patted their little heads. "Get ready, we're going out to play!"

"Where are you going? Are Mom and Auntie going?" Trish asked, looking up at her.

"Let's go to Manhattan, New York, to attend a wedding."

"Okay! Let's go play!" Trish rushed into the room, while Giorno hesitated.

Seeing this, Diablo felt a pang of heartache and knelt down to hug him. "That guy is going this time too, he definitely won't get away!"

He was referring to Dior.

It's been three years! Jonathan has managed to visit Giorno once each time, but Dio just won't come!

It's either because I don't have time or I have other things to do.

This made Giorno feel that he was so hateful that his own father disliked him.

"It's alright, I'll bring him here even if I have to, so you can see him!" Diavolo affectionately pinched Giorno's cheek.

"Yes, thank you, Dad."

After putting Giorno down, Diavolo went to Bucciarati's room. "Still studying?"

"Father, you're back..."

Meanwhile, in Mira's room, Trish was excitedly packing her things.

Seeing this, Mira couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you in such a hurry? It's not like it's your wedding."

However, Trish suddenly spoke up: "Auntie, haven't you decided to confess your feelings to Dad yet?"

Mira blushed slightly at the mention of this.