JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

“Okay…” Jacqueline was about to agree when Mira and Trish rushed in.

"Okay, let's take a bath together! It just so happens that family bathing is part of Japanese culture."

No, are these two here to cause trouble? Diablo suppressed his anger, "Don't even think about it, this bathtub can only fit three people at most."

"If you two are included, there are four of us. There's no way we can all sit down."

Upon hearing this, Mira and Trish immediately began to ponder, then exchanged a glance and went to Diablo's side together.

They grabbed Diablo's arms from both sides, exclaiming, "Dad (brother-in-law), you're absolutely right!"

As they said this, the two pushed Diablo out of the bathroom. "Then the three of us are perfect. You can go upstairs to the private bathroom to shower!"

Seeing their reaction, Jacqueline smiled helplessly.

Thus, Diablo's ill-intentioned attempt to bathe together failed!

Chapter 270 Dior's Diary

After he finished washing, Diablo waited in the bedroom for a long time, but Jacqueline did not arrive.

Left with no other choice, he got up to see what had happened.

As soon as Diablo went downstairs, he heard laughter and playful noises coming from one of the rooms.

When I opened the door, I saw Jacqueline and her two children lying on the bed, chatting and laughing happily.

"You got hit by a fart? You can't stop laughing." Diablo sat down on the edge of the bed as soon as he arrived.

“We’re talking about Giorno,” Jacqueline replied with a smile. “After meeting the boy, Dio will probably like him a lot, but Jonathan might not.”

Yes, after all, Giorno once said that he wanted to become a mafia superstar and a star executive in the Passionate Organization.

Because of this, Jonathan's blood pressure was so high that it remained elevated for several days.

"Alright, it's so late, come and rest with me, my beloved!" Diablo extended his hand to Jacqueline.

But before Jacqueline could agree, Trish grabbed her and used her foot to move Diablo's hand away.

"Mom is mine, and Dad can't take her away either!"

Seeing Trish's willful little expression, Diablo was also helpless. He immediately put on a flattering expression, "My dear daughter, let's talk about it."

"Look at you, you're a thirteen-year-old girl now, you can't sleep with your mother like this anymore."

Despite Diablo's best efforts to persuade her, Trish wouldn't let go, resting her little head on Jacqueline's abs, which had originally belonged to Diablo.

"No, I'm afraid there are ghosts in Morioh. I want to sleep with my mom."

This child, there are no ghosts in this world... Morioh... it seems there really are.

"Can't you let your aunt sleep with you?" Diablo was still trying to make one last effort.

But Trish showed no mercy, "No, can't you let your aunt sleep with you?"

It's impossible to say that they haven't confessed their feelings to each other over the past few years.

Mira and Diablo were just not so presumptuous in front of Jacqueline and the others.

Seeing that she had said so, Jacqueline nodded in agreement, and Diablo could only turn around and pick up Mira, "Then we're off!"

After leaving the room, Mira playfully punched Diablo in the chest with her little fist. "You only remember me when I'm busy!"

"Then I'll make it up to you properly..."

Meanwhile, in Egypt.

Giorno was a noble young master in the castle, and Vanilla took great care of his daily life, even wanting to help him with bathing.

"No, no, no, Uncle Vanila, I can do it myself, I really can." It took a lot of effort to persuade Vanila to give up.

Giorno went to Dio's room after taking a bath.

He was so focused that he didn't hear Giorno's voice and continued writing at the table.

Giorno leaned closer to take a look and found it was a diary.

He also has the habit of keeping a diary? Who keeps a diary if they're a decent person... Oh, I forgot, his father isn't human.

"Hmm... Giorno? Why didn't you knock before coming in? Who taught you that?" Dio was writing happily when he suddenly saw a head looming in front of him.

Giorno pointed at Dio, "You taught me that as long as you have ambition, there is no place you cannot go."

"Knocking on doors is the act of the weak!" Giorno's lifelike expression instantly filled Dio with disgust. Why did his own words sound so repulsive?

Dio was truly at a loss for words. Why was this child so unruly? What kind of teaching was Jonathan giving him?

Giorno had no interest in reading his diary. "I just came to see what you were doing. I'm leaving."

Seeing Giorno about to leave, Dio grabbed his hand. "Wait... talk to Dad... talk to me."

Seeing his father's lonely old man expression, Giorno didn't refuse and pulled up a chair to sit opposite Dio.

"Gioruno, do you hate me? Or rather, do you despise me?" Dio asked with a serious expression.

He shouldn't have cared about Giorno's opinion of him, after all, this was the child he had with Little Bread, and strictly speaking, it was still Little Bread.

However, Dio was very concerned about Giorno's opinion of him.

His father was the most despicable man in the world, and he didn't want to become a father like that man, despised by his own son.

Giorno was taken aback when he suddenly asked this question and remained silent for a long time.

But this conversation eventually had to come to a conclusion.

Giorno broke the deadlock, "Dad, I've never hated you. On the contrary, I've sometimes reflected on whether there was something wrong with me that made you leave me."

"Although you are not a good person... not even human, I can feel your feelings for me, and they are real."

Giorno grabbed Dio's hand as he spoke, "You are an utterly wicked person, just like Diavolo's father said, you should all go to hell."

"But how does that conflict with your love for me, and my love for you?"

Hearing this, Dio felt a lump in his throat, something he hadn't done in a long time, and then he hugged Giorno tightly. "I knew it. I couldn't possibly be worse than that Jonathan guy."

clam?

Giorno was stunned. So all that time was just to prove he was better than Jonathan's father? All that emotional stunt was for nothing?

"I'm leaving." Giorno broke free from Dio's embrace and stormed off.

After he left, Dio finally showed a smile he never usually wore, and reopened his diary:

[Date]

Giorno said he loves me today, and I'm so happy, so excited, I really want to sing a song...

Cairo.

Joseph, who had been confined near the pyramids, has finally completed his current stage of seclusion and training.

At this moment, Joseph's muscles were fully developed, and his old face looked much younger.

Although the potion developed by Speedwagon and Stroheim together was small in number, its effects were truly remarkable.

With the cultivation of ripples, Joseph, who was seventy-nine years old at the time, had his physical age restored to that of a fifty-year-old.

Moreover, if he activates the power of the medicine within his body, Joseph can instantly restore his body to its peak condition.

However, that was time-limited; he could only maintain that state for fifteen minutes. Once that time was exceeded, Joseph would be instantly harmed by the side effects.

It's impossible to recover without spending several days bedridden.

Therefore, Joseph would not use that state lightly.

However, he couldn't stop Wamuu from wanting to fight him again, so he had overexerted himself many times over the years, and the final result was quite satisfactory to Wamuu.

"Not bad, your strength has increased quite a bit." Surprisingly, Vamuu was the happiest about his opponent's progress.

Joseph returned to Dio's castle with great joy, a place that had become as comfortable as home.

Seeing Joseph getting younger and younger, Mariah Carey, the "Leg Sister," often flirted with him.

This was too much for Sugi to bear. Having also practiced Ripple, she easily pinned Maria to the bed. "I treated you like a best friend, and you fucking flirted with my husband!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't do it again, Siji..."

Chapter 271 Prevarication

Almost nothing happened in Egypt.

Dio was skeptical when Giorno told him that Diavolo had gone to Morioh to deal with the remnants of the "Disciples".

"Huh? He has to go personally for that kind of nobody?" Dior sat on the sofa, crossed his legs on the coffee table, his face full of disdain.

However, Alina couldn't stand it anymore. "Dio, put your foot down!"

"Why should I? This is my home. If you don't like it, just leave." Dio showed no respect for Alina.

This little girl actually dares to think she can discipline me? She really doesn't know her place.

However, Dio could only vent his anger at the beginning when facing Alina, because what awaited him afterward was complete annihilation.

"Then I'm leaving, I won't stay here anymore!" With that, Alina headed back to her bedroom to pack her things.

At this point, Joseph chimed in, "Okay, okay, take Grandma and Grandpa away."

"No way!" Dio panicked the moment he heard Jonathan was leaving too. "JOJO can't leave!"

Seeing that Dio was about to stop him, Joseph blocked his way, "Fine, then I won't leave."

After all, almost everyone in the Joestar family is called JOJO.

"Go wherever you want, get out of my way!" Dio stopped time and bypassed the lewd-looking Joseph, following Alina back to her and Jonathan's bedroom.

Jonathan was reading in his bedroom when he saw Alina walk in. Just as he was about to ask what had happened, Dio suddenly appeared.

"It's nothing, you can just read your book." Dio stopped time again and led Alina out of the bedroom.

Seeing this, Jonathan shook his head helplessly and went back to reading. He wasn't worried about what Dio might do to Alina now.

With Joseph and Vamuu outside, he dared not do anything excessive.

He must have angered Alina again, and Alina said she wanted to move out, right?