JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

"Alright, let's go, Urno." Doron didn't want to waste too much time here, and he knew that with Urno here, killing Jotaro wouldn't be easy.

"Wait, you're Urno? Why are you with them?" Jotaro suddenly realized that the child in front of him was the terrifying being that Shingen had mentioned back then, Urno.

“They will help me!” Urno said innocently.

"Don't go with them, they're up to no good!" Jotaro hurriedly grabbed Urno, but his face turned grim at that moment.

"I don't know what deep-seated hatred you have for each other, but you can't just make baseless accusations against my friend!" With that, Urno punched Jotaro in the stomach!

This punch was practically powerless.

But Jotaro felt a sharp pain.

"We're leaving. You should reflect on your actions!" Urno shook off Jotaro's hand and walked towards Dorren and the others. "Let's go!"

"Let's go, let's go." Dorren glanced at Jotaro lying on the ground with some regret. Such a difficult person should have been killed as soon as possible.

However, with Urno around, they couldn't bring themselves to do it, so they had no choice but to let him go.

Watching them leave, Jotaro angrily slammed his fist into the ground, a tearing sensation instantly spreading throughout his body.

Before he lost consciousness, his last sight was Rohan and Josuke running towards him.

Rohan Kishibe woke up, but he had just woken up; he had slept for a whole day!

Platinum Star: Do you understand the value of precision?

Josuke quickly examined Jotaro but found no wounds, and Jotaro's complexion did not suggest any internal injuries.

But they still took Jotaro home immediately.

After a long time, Diavolo arrived at Josuke's house with Igarashi. He had come to ask Rohan to erase Igarashi's memories.

After doing all this, Igarashi lost his memory of Kira Yoshikage killing people, greeted Diavolo, and went home.

"What did you say? Jotaro was attacked? Is he alright?" Diavolo asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

But Josuke and Rohan's expressions were very strange. "Something's wrong... Actually, nothing's wrong... but something's still wrong!"

Seeing that they couldn't explain it clearly, Diablo simply asked them to take him to see for himself.

Upon arriving at Josuke's room, Diavolo witnessed a shocking scene.

On Josuke's bed lay two identical Jotaros, one dressed entirely in white and the other entirely in black!

Jolyne stood by the bed, looking completely bewildered. Which one was the father?

"What's going on?" Diablo asked Josuke.

Josuke didn't know what had happened either, but Rohan had already checked with Heaven's Gate.

"These two people are undoubtedly Jotaro-san. Their memories, bodies, and even their Stands are exactly the same!"

"In his memory, he was done to this by a little boy named Urno."

With that, Rohan opened Jotaro's memory book again, letting Diavolo take a closer look.

After reading it, Diablo couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. "Urno has actually been kidnapped by Doron! What a nuisance!"

Just then, both Jotaros woke up and were startled when they saw each other.

Hei Cheng stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and glanced at Bai Cheng at a 45-degree angle. Then he pointed a finger at Bai Cheng and said, "What are you? How dare you impersonate me?"

Seeing this, Bai Cheng was very polite. He frowned and said, "I am Jotaro Kujo. I don't know who you are, but you look like you are also Jotaro."

After spending half an hour together, Diablo and his companions finally figured it out.

Both of them are Jotaro, but they were forced to split into two for some reason.

They are Hei Cheng, who has a bad temper, a ruthless heart, and a cold personality.

And Bai Cheng, who is gentle, kind, calm, and speaks in a soothing tone.

Actually, you can tell just by looking.

Bai Cheng sat comfortably on the sofa, holding a blissfully happy Xu Lun in his arms.

Hei Cheng, on the other hand, crossed his legs and put them on the coffee table.

Pengzi wanted to say something to him, but Hei Cheng yelled at her, "Yaka ma xi, you stinky woman, get the hell away from me!"

Bai Cheng utterly detested this behavior. He shoved Hei Cheng, saying, "Jotaro, how can you be considered a proper gentleman of the Joestar family like this?"

Jonathan: Quick, get the family tree and add it to Bai Cheng's lineage!!! No, tear it all up and start writing the family tree from Bai Cheng's lineage!

Chapter 269 The Arrival of Family

Diavolo couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the two Jotaros who seemed to have schizophrenia.

Black Jotaro inherited some of Jotaro's flaws and evil intentions perfectly!

Not only does she yell at her grandmother, Pengzi, but she is also extremely arrogant and cannot tolerate the slightest grievance.

Even when Xu Lun tried to get close to him, his evil spirit would gently toss her to Bai Cheng.

In contrast, Bai Cheng was different; he was not only very polite but also extremely gentle.

This allowed Xu Lun to feel her father's love again after a long time, and she nestled tightly in Bai Cheng's arms, becoming very close to him.

However, this scene ultimately aroused Hei Cheng's jealousy. After all, Xu Lun is also his daughter, so why is Bai Cheng hugging her so tightly?

Oh man.

You just wouldn't let anyone touch you, and now you're questioning why they're holding you so tightly.

Seeing that it was getting late, Bai Cheng and Hei Cheng returned to the hotel together.

Diablo and Josuke said goodbye and were about to go back to their villa to sleep when a phone call came in.

It was Trish calling.

"Hey, my sweet daughter, are you missing your dad?"

"Dad, come pick us up quickly, we just got off the plane in S City, Japan."

What? Why are you so late?

Although he didn't understand, Diablo asked them to wait a moment and then contacted Iwabu to bring a larger car.

So late at night, Yanbu took Diablo to the airport in S City to pick up someone.

"father!"

As soon as Diablo got out of the car, a beautiful figure rushed into his arms; it was thirteen-year-old Trish.

By this time, Trish was no longer a child. She was tall and slender, and although she had not yet fully grown up, she was definitely a beauty in the making.

Diablo was not modest about this at all; after all, she was his own daughter, so it was normal for her to look like him.

Because of this, Trish often teases him, saying, "Dad's so narcissistic!"

Diablo held Trish and spun her around twice before finally putting her down.

"Sister Lin, what brings you here so late at night?" After releasing Trish, Diablo came to Jacqueline and gently put his arm around her waist.

At this moment, Jacqueline exuded a mature and sophisticated aura in every gesture. Over the years, her appearance should not be described as aging, but rather as maturing.

Diablo didn't care whether anyone was watching and immediately started kissing Jacqueline in the airport.

This was so unbearable for Trish and Mira to watch that they both turned their heads away.

“Alright,” Jacqueline gently pushed Diablo away after the kiss, “It’s not Mira’s fault, she bought her plane ticket for the wrong time!”

Upon hearing that Mira had bought the plane tickets, Diablo couldn't help but chuckle. He gently placed his hand on Mira's shoulder. "That explains it!"

"How was I supposed to know this would happen?" Mira stomped her foot in embarrassment and anger. "Didn't he say that Italy and Japan have a time difference? I thought it was daytime on one side and nighttime on the other!"

Hearing her still trying to argue, Diablo couldn't hold back any longer. He put his arm around Mira's shoulder and laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight. "Hahaha, have you forgotten that it takes time for a plane to fly here?"

"Is this my fault? This crappy plane flies so slowly."

"Alright, alright, let's go back to Morioh first!" In the end, Jacqueline interrupted their chatter.

On the way back to Morioh, Diavolo sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Hey, where are Bucciarati and Giorno?"

"Bucciarati is really working hard now so he can help you manage the gang and share the burden as soon as possible." Jacqueline spoke of Bucciarati with a sense of pride.

Although none of these children are her biological children, after spending so many years together, the bond between them no longer needs to be maintained by blood ties!

“As for Giorno, he said he wanted to visit his biological fathers in Egypt first, so he wasn’t on the same flight as us,” Mira continued her sister’s words.

"I see."

Iwabu's driving skills are absolutely the epitome of reliability. Before long, they arrived safely and smoothly in Morioh.

After dropping them off at the villa, Iwabu said goodbye to Diablo and went home; his house was right next to Nijimura's.

Therefore, Haruna, the daughter, has always acted as an older sister, leading the two Nijimura brothers to play together.

Haruna has now been admitted to a university in the city, and Iwabu and the Manzaku family next door have even held a lavish celebration for her.

"Go back now, thank you for your hard work, Yanbu."

Back in the villa, Trish looked around curiously. "I never imagined Dad had a house like this in Morioh."

“This isn’t his,” Mira interjected at the crucial moment. “It belongs to your Uncle Dio, but he doesn’t come often, so his brother-in-law has taken it over.”

These words didn't make Diablo feel ashamed; instead, they made him feel extremely wronged. "What did you say? What do you mean by 'usurping someone else'? Can my relationship with him be measured by such material things?"

"We're as close as brothers; what's his is mine, and what's mine is still mine!"

Ah, what a great brother!

Diablo: I'm so lucky to have you guys.

Dior, Pucci, Yoshikage Kira: We are truly impressed by you!

"Alright, stop chatting, it's getting late, go wash up and go to bed!" Jacqueline's position in the family was unquestionable.

This was also tacitly approved by Diablo; Jacqueline held supreme power over these trivial matters at home.

But she wasn't a stupid woman; she knew that she had to listen to Diablo on major issues and in public, and all she could do for him was to provide him with someone to lean on when he was tired.

Jacqueline glanced at the bathroom; the enormous bathtub could hold up to three people.

Diablo gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on Jacqueline's collarbone. "How about it? Want to take a dip together?"