JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

Hey old man, are you really on the night shift tonight?

Let's look at the situation again.

He met a friend named Nijimura Ikuyasu while playing ball, and they agreed to stay at his house for the night.

“No problem, I have lots of toys at home, let’s play together.” Although Yi Tai wasn’t very quick-witted, he was very kind and generous.

In addition, his older brother, Kagami, and his older sister, Haruna, who lived in their house, doted on him, so Okuyasu's childhood was even more carefree.

And so, the father and son, who should have been at home as a third wheel, ended up with one working the night shift at the police station and the other spending the night at a friend's house.

Tomoko had absolutely no idea what to say about this.

"Tomoko, what do you want to eat tonight?" Joseph asked, clutching his stomach as he returned home.

Ignoring age, the scene does indeed resemble a conversation between lovers.

"I...I'll go cook."

Watching Tomoko's busy but happy figure, Joseph leaned against the door frame and thought to himself, "Sigi, thank you."

He's Joseph, how could he not see through this? But the reason he didn't point it out was because he really wanted to make it up to Tomoko.

She has taken care of their son alone all these years; it must have been tough for her.

Right after finishing his meal, Joseph suddenly received a message from Jotaro:

Please take precautions and don't give Jangsuke another younger brother or sister!

Even so, you're just trying to avoid lowering your seniority, aren't you, Jotaro!

"What is this guy thinking? As expected, Jotaro has gone bad after getting married." Although he said this to Jotaro, Joseph turned his attention to Tomoko, who was packing her things.

Then, he felt his mouth and throat become dry.

This night was destined to be an extraordinary one!

A few days later, Diablo and Sator traveled to Milan to prepare for the ball, hoping to attract sponsorships and boost the company's reputation!

Before leaving, Diablo entrusted all the major and minor tasks within the organization to Caesar.

Although he has never been a gang leader, with his own experience in the underworld and the assistance of old man Bellicoro, he should be able to get out of trouble.

Diablo and Sator stayed at a five-star hotel in Milan.

They discussed the arrangements for the dance party in detail during dinner, and then immediately asked their staff to set it up.

"With this acquisition of the wealthy circle here, the company's foothold in Italy is now completely secure!"

While Sardaro wanted to become famous, Diablo was thinking about how to make more money off these guys.

"Sigh, making money off them is exhausting!" Diablo stretched. "I wish they would all be eager to give me money someday."

"You're dreaming," Sado said, rolling her eyes at him speechlessly.

"I'm quite beautiful too!" Diablo said with a confident smile.

Chapter 207 Another Ball

Milan is the world's fashion and art center.

In this city, there is nothing but art.

But these things held little appeal for Diablo, a common man.

For him, making money is still the most practical thing.

The location was set in a famous cabaret in Milan. It was originally closed for the time being, but as soon as they heard that the other party was from the "Passion" organization, they immediately agreed to rent it out.

The arrangements for the ball were entirely entrusted to the people from the Musen Company. Diablo really didn't have much experience in this area, so he could only leave it to the professionals.

All he needed to do was have Belikolo contact the local branch of the "Passion" organization.

"What? You're really living the life of the fittest." On the way back to the hotel, Sardzo looked at Diablo, who was completely relaxed, speechlessly.

Tonight is for setting up the ball; tomorrow night is the actual ball.

This time, Sádrow brought quite a few works to showcase.

Clearly, she really valued this ball.

Diablo gave a perfunctory reply, then quickened his pace to distance himself from her.

This woman doesn't seem like a good person; she's been being overly affectionate towards me these past few days.

Could it be that she has a crush on me?

Impossible, she's a lesbian. Do I look like a woman? An Italian vixen?

"Hey, are you just going to leave such a beautiful woman behind like this? What a heartless man!" Sazhuo stomped his foot angrily and followed after them.

This scene was witnessed by Boldos and Sengoku, who stood on the rooftop looking down at Diablo and Sardjo walking on the street.

"Is Sister Sada constantly using her Stand ability? Isn't that too much of a burden?" Boldos asked with some concern.

“That’s Diablo, the guy even Gaia couldn’t handle.” Sengoku looked at Diablo. “How about we make our move tonight?”

But the proposal was rejected without his own consent.

"Forget it, given his level of vigilance, it won't work. Let's just wait until tomorrow's ball to make our move!"

Once Diablo and Sardrow had disappeared around the street corner, Boldos suddenly shivered. "Why did we come up to the roof to spy on them?"

"Because it looks very professional!" Sengoku said with unusual certainty. "That's how assassins in movies are, standing on high-rise buildings, looking down at their targets on the ground."

“Really?” Boldos seemed a little confused. “How come I remember those standing on the rooftop and the terrace were vampires and high school students? They all seemed to be connected to the world…”

"You time-traveled? There's no such thing, that's nonsense..."

With that, the two returned to the small room on the roof and climbed down the stairs.

See? Even Stand users with Stand abilities still need to take the stairs to go downstairs!

Back in his hotel room, Diablo made a phone call to Caesar.

"Hey……"

Before he could finish speaking, loud music suddenly blared from the phone, nearly destroying Diablo's eardrums!

"Damn, where are you?" Diablo held the phone a little further away.

"What? I'm in a bar. People these days are pretty open-minded!" Caesar swayed wildly in the hot dance group.

It's clear he had a lot of fun.

But since he couldn't hear Diablo's words clearly, Caesar went outside first. "What is it?"

"You're really having a blast, aren't you?" Diablo said, sounding rather annoyed.

"My goodness, you have no idea how enthusiastic the girls here are," Caesar chuckled. "By the way, you're not here to supervise my behavior, are you?"

“Well,” Diablo said, no longer bothering with Caesar when he finally got down to business. “While I’m away from Naples, I’ll leave the organization in your care. Be careful.”

"No problem, don't I still have the Stand you helped me awaken?"

After giving his instructions to Caesar, Diablo rested.

The next morning, he was woken up by Sazhuo to inspect the results.

"Is it really necessary? Going so early in the morning?" Diablo yawned as he walked.

“Of course, this ball is my chance to show myself. If it becomes popular, we’ll make even more money!” Sazhuo seemed very interested in the ball.

"I didn't expect you to have such big dreams!" Diablo said casually, then walked up to Sadra.

“Dreams…” Sardrow stared at Diablo’s retreating figure in silence for a moment, then muttered to himself with a self-deprecating tone, “Do I even deserve to have that?”

Although it was set up in one night, the style of the decoration is very distinctive, simple yet grand.

After that, things became much simpler. The Milan branch's "Passion" organization leaders were responsible for ordering the items and food needed for the ball.

Invitations were then sent to prominent figures, wealthy socialites, and celebrities in Milan.

The Passion organization is now the largest criminal organization in all of Italy, and it is said that they even have connections in legitimate circles.

Moreover, because they do not traffic drugs and cooperate fully with the government, they wield considerable influence.

Those who received the invitation dared not refuse.

Firstly, they were pressured by the [Passion] organization, and secondly, the reputation of Musen Company was indeed impressive. Even if they hadn't been invited, they all wanted to come to the ball to see what was going on.

Night fell quickly, and the dance hall was packed with people.

Diablo changed into a smart and handsome suit and arrived at the ball with his hair tied in a ponytail.

With this outfit, you don't even need to play a handsome guy; just standing there is enough!

"Not bad, you do look much more handsome after dressing up." Sardora, wearing a black strapless dress, couldn't help but take another look at Diablo.

“That’s right, we just wanted to show you what good looks really are.” Diablo had barely finished speaking when people around him started whispering.

"Look, that's what a protagonist looks like..." Diablo was about to show off when the whispers from the side came over.

"Is that Miss Sazhuo? She's so beautiful."

"Isn't that right? And at such a young age, she's already an internationally renowned entrepreneur and designer. I really don't know what kind of man could be worthy of her."

"Do you think I have a chance?"

"Come on, didn't you see she brought a male concubine with her? Even though his hair isn't great, you can't compare to his physique."

Diablo and Sadio overheard these discussions.

Sator covered her mouth, desperately trying to suppress her laughter, "Isn't there someone who... affirms... you... right? Pfft... Hahaha..."

Diablo was furious.

Do I really look that much like a male concubine? And what did my hair do to offend them? Why are they grabbing at it so tightly?

"These guys, we'll have to teach them a lesson."

Chapter 208 Assassination Under the Light

The ball proceeded as planned.