JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

Colleagues cheered and offered their support.

Tears welled up in her eyes in an instant. She was convinced that she had met the right person for her!

I promise you!

Diablo returned home after doing the good deed anonymously.

Giorno went to Josuke's house and helped Hakujo remake a new hand.

Looking at the empty room, Diablo couldn't help but sigh, "Lin and the others aren't coming back tonight. I'm all alone again!"

"Not necessarily, brother-in-law."

Chapter 295 Late Night Visit

"Mira?" Diablo hadn't expected Mira to be hiding behind the door.

Mira walked up to Diablo and put her arm around his neck. "What's wrong? Are you disappointed?"

"No." Diablo pinched her cheek. "Why didn't you stay there? Does Lin know you're back?"

Speaking of this, Mira blushed and nodded slightly.

Oh, so it was reported beforehand.

Diablo put his arm around her waist. "So it's just the two of us tonight? Want to try something exciting?"

"of course."

The two of them held each other like that.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Giorno stared blankly into the room.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, none of them knew what to say.

If Giorno hadn't been so perceptive, his pupils would have dilated immediately, and he would have flailed his hands wildly forward a couple of times.

"My eyes... I can't see anything! Stand! It's a Stand attack! Josuke, save me!" With that, he turned and ran.

He even closed the door behind him.

"This kid..." Diablo found it somewhat amusing. So what if he saw it? There wasn't anything inappropriate for children. Was it really necessary to make such a fuss?

Disturbed by Giorno, Diavolo became a little hungry.

Let's finish our meal first!

Upon hearing that it was about eating, Mira's eyes immediately lit up. "Hmm, let's eat first and then talk about other useless things."

Of course, it couldn't have been the two of them who cooked. Diavolo can't cook at all, and as for Mira... her cooking almost poisoned the Cobra King created by Giorno.

Finally, they decided to eat at Tony's restaurant.

"That Giorno kid, running so fast! He should have stayed and cooked three dishes and a soup before leaving! Sigh, he's still so inconsiderate!"

Giorno: I'm only thirteen years old. Do you want to listen to what you're saying?

Iwabu escorted Kira and Shinobu to Shinobu's doorstep, then quickly left.

"Mr. Kira, please come in." Shinobu warmly took Kira's hand and led him into the house.

Upon entering the house, the two saw Hayato sitting in the living room.

"Hayato... I'm sorry, I forgot about you." Shinobu apologized and looked at Hayato with a regretful expression.

Kira then remembered that Shinobu had mentioned having another child at home, but he never imagined that child was Hayato!

That little guy who secretly took a picture of me!

“You’re back, Mom… Uncle Kira.” Hayato had been mentally prepared, but it was still hard for him to accept.

At this moment, Kira finally understood why Hayato was Diavolo's nephew; it turned out that Hayato had been preparing to betray him all along!

asshole!

Ren introduced them to each other and then prepared to cook dinner.

"No need to do it anymore, go change your clothes, let's go out for dinner tonight," Kira said, taking Shinobu's hand and kissing it gently. "Just consider it a memento."

"Mmm." Shinobu blushed again and ran into the room.

At this moment, only Kira and Hayato were in the living room.

"Kid, you should know the truth!" Kira glared fiercely at Hayato. "If you don't want your mother to be killed along with you, you'd better behave yourself!"

Hayato was terrified of the matter, but not utterly frightened. "Hmph, I should be the one saying that."

"If you don't want me to reveal your true identity, then you'd better behave yourself!"

Seeing how tough this kid was, Kira was furious and immediately grabbed him by the neck. "How dare you threaten me?"

Just then, Shinobu, having changed her clothes, came out of the room and saw Kira stroking Hayato's head.

"They seem to be getting along well!" This was the most pleasant surprise for Shinobu.

But what she didn't see was that Hayato and Kira both longed to kill each other with their eyes!

The family also went to Tonio's restaurant, where they met Diablo and his group, who had just finished eating.

"You're here? We're leaving after we finish eating," Diavolo winked at Kira and Hayato as he left.

After they left, Ren asked curiously, "Was that girl Mr. Diablo's wife? She's so young!"

“No,” Kira said, his teeth aching at the mere mention of Diavolo, having nearly crushed his back teeth just now. “It’s that girl’s sister.”

"Huh?" Shinobu turned around in disbelief. Diablo was walking back with Mira in his arms. "Aren't they being a little too intimate? Could it be..."

“It’s exactly what you think,” Yoshikage Kira continued angrily, “That’s how all rich people are.”

Joseph: I didn't, I didn't do it, don't talk nonsense. (New Biquge)

Ryohei: You're not even as good as him!

They are at least two girls of similar age, and all three of them know each other.

As for Joseph... well, it's hard to say.

When they reached the small square, Diablo suddenly stopped. "You go back first, I'll stay here and enjoy the breeze."

Mira had no idea what he was up to. "Then remember to come back soon."

"understood."

After sending Mira home first, Diablo casually sat down on a bench nearby.

"Come out, I can feel you're here."

As Diablo finished speaking, a purple-haired boy appeared in the square, looking at Diablo with a half-smile.

“You’re not simple. No wonder Doron said you’re a difficult person to deal with.” Urno smiled and walked towards Diablo.

Diablo also didn't expect to run into Urno here.

When it came to him, Diavolo instantly unleashed King Crimson, throwing a punch while using his Stand ability.

But to his horror, he discovered that he could no longer use his Stand ability!

And that fist... landed squarely on Urno's face, knocking him to the ground!

"Whoa! Don't you have any manners? Even in war, people know not to kill envoys, but you...***!"

Diablo was utterly shocked as he watched Urno roll around on the ground.

The first shock was that his Stand ability really was unusable, just as Jotaro had said.

The second shock was that Urno actually knocked himself to the ground with a single punch.

This combat strength is a bit puzzling!

However, Urno's behavior was more like that of a mischievous child; he suddenly stood up with a grin and sat down on the other side of the bench.

After a long silence, Diablo broke it with his voice.

"What exactly are you?"

This question startled Urno, and then his eyes dimmed. "I don't know."

"All I know is that my name is Urno, and I was born floating in the sea."

"I learned language skills through contact with human society."

As he spoke, Urno even seemed to feel a little nostalgic.

"However, I do not know why I exist, nor do I know the meaning of my existence."

As she spoke, Urno looked at Diablo, "I feel guidance; you are the one who can help me get out of this confusion!"

Chapter 296 Night Talk

"Me? Don't joke around, okay? I don't even know you, how can I help you?" Diablo hurriedly distanced himself and guessed Urno's true purpose for coming here.

Was it to kill him? Or to threaten him?

Or rather, he is... wait, no, he's a normal man.

Unaware that Diablo had already imagined hundreds of possible scenarios for Una's purpose in his mind.

But he really just came to ask about something!

Diablo is starting to become Diablo-like!

"Believe it or not, I'm here to find you." Urno didn't bother arguing with him any further.

Seeing his expression, Diablo glanced around warily. "I heard from Jotaro that you consider Dorren and Vanseth as friends?"

"Why are you meeting their enemy alone now? Have you broken off relations?"

Seeing that he was on guard against a sneak attack, Urno said helplessly, "They didn't come; I came secretly by myself."

"They trust you to come to me? Aren't they afraid I'll swindle you out of your mind?" Seeing his reaction, Diablo stopped looking around and stared intently into Urno's eyes.

“Them,” Urno said, a slight smile playing on his lips, “went to bed early tonight.”

At this moment.