JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

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Steven suddenly got angry and slammed his fist on the table. "Are you kidding me? I was talking about a saint..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bodyguard next to him suddenly coughed, and Steven immediately froze on the spot before regaining his composure.

"Sorry, I got a little excited."

"Can I go back now?" Diablo knew the negotiations were over.

"Of course, please."

After Diablo left, the bodyguard who had been there suddenly ran over, took his communicator, and handed it to Steven.

Steven had just brought the communicator to his ear when Valentine's voice came through, "Idiot, don't reveal our purpose!"

"But, Mr. President, he's clearly playing dumb with us. And didn't we promise Gaia that we'd kill him?" Steven asked, puzzled.

"Kill him?" Valentine scoffed. "Someone the organization fears, you think you can kill so easily?"

"Moreover, since he is feared by that organization, it means that he also has considerable power. If we choose the wrong side, we may face annihilation."

Valentine saw this matter very clearly.

"Don't even think about messing with Diablo. I'll find a chance to meet him in person. Until then, none of you should touch him or provoke him."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Valentine lay back in his chair, looking at the saint's remains on the table. "No matter how they fight, the final victor will be me, Valentine, and I will rebuild my kingdom."

the next morning.

Diablo got up and went to the deck to stretch.

It has to be said that the air on the sea is really different. He wasn't attacked last night, but slept soundly.

Because he knew that Valentine wouldn't cooperate with Gaia so easily.

He's a smart man; he knows the pros and cons.

Gaia obviously couldn't tell him all of his information, and Valentine couldn't completely trust Gaia either.

This resulted in a situation where, although Gaia had contacted Valentine in advance, their cooperative relationship was extremely fragile.

"Hey, Kira, you're up... Huh?" Diavolo heard footsteps behind him, turned around, and was startled.

Why does Kira have such dark circles under his eyes? His wife clearly didn't come with him!

"Did you go flirting with the maids and waitresses on the ship last night? Holy crap, you didn't invite me when you had such a good thing? You wanted to hog it all to yourself, didn't you?" Diavolo grabbed Kira's tie and accused him.

To the other guests, it looked like the boss was adjusting his wife's tie because she hadn't had a good rest.

As for why one didn't get enough rest, that depends on individual interpretation.

But Kira impatiently slapped his hand away. "Hey, we're like meat on a chopping board right now, how can you sleep?"

"What's wrong? Why can't you sleep?" Diablo tilted his head, somewhat puzzled. "What's wrong with meat on the chopping board? Aren't we all on the chopping board? Besides, we're meat, after all."

"Everyone else is just a piece of cake!"

This dish has a double entendre!

Kira clearly couldn't understand Diavolo's humor. "Fine, I don't care anymore. I'm going back to catch up on my sleep. So be it!"

With that, Kira Yoshikage ignored Diavolo's attempts to dissuade him and stormed back to his room in a huff.

"Oh dear, my little husband looks angry. Was I too rough last night?"

"It could also be due to unmet needs; that's just how I live."

"Really... Holy crap?"

The guests continued to whisper among themselves.

Valentine, who was observing from the shadows, also felt that Diablo had some kind of peculiar fetish, and therefore gave up the idea of ​​sending the beautiful woman to Diablo's room.

Diablo: Damn it, this is a huge loss!

Diavolo ignored Yoshikage Kira and let him rest, since there was no need for him to kill anyone at this time.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Diablo saw Hertpanz once again.

This time, she instructed the waiter to bring breakfast to her room.

Seeing this, Diablo took the initiative to go up and strike up a conversation.

"Hey beautiful, we met last night," Diablo greeted her warmly.

Hertpanz was clearly surprised to see Diablo again; she remembered that this was the man she had danced with last night.

Because of the stark contrast between his handsome appearance and his moldy hair, Hertpanz unconsciously remembered him.

"Hello." Hertpanz clearly didn't want any more contact with Diablo; she just wanted to go back to her room.

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, Diablo grabbed Hertpanz's wrist.

Hertpanz tried to break free, but Diablo whispered in her ear.

"..."

After hearing his words, Hertpanz looked utterly shocked.

"If you've figured it out, come find me on the deck!"

After leaving those words, Diablo released Hertpanz.

Chapter 397 The Cicada Awaits

Back in Diego's room, Hertpanz's mood was clearly different.

Diego noticed something was wrong immediately. "What's wrong? You seem a bit off."

Seeing that he had noticed, Hertpanz could only force himself to cheer up and say, "It's nothing, I was just hit on."

"What? Someone with your looks gets hit on? That's hilarious." Diego laughed dismissively.

Hertpanz couldn't stand that laugh. "What's wrong with my appearance? Am I ugly or have a pointed face and monkey cheeks?"

No woman could tolerate such slander, especially Hertpanz, who was a very beautiful woman.

"Don't change the subject. Why are you so distracted after being hit on?" Diego continued the previous topic. "Could it be that the person who contacted you... is one of Valentine's men?"

As he spoke, Hertpanz sensed an intense killing intent.

Diego wanted to kill himself.

"No, I was just approached by a customer. He's not one of Valentine's men," Hertpanz quickly explained.

The atmosphere remained cold, showing no improvement whatsoever despite Hertpanz's explanation.

Fortunately, the waiter knocked on the door to deliver the food, which calmed Diego down.

During the meal, Diego continued to observe Hertpanz, but this time Hertpanz did not show any unusual behavior.

After finishing her meal, Hertpanz was about to tell the waiter to clear the table when Diego suddenly stopped her.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you so easily."

Diego actually apologized!

This was something Hertpanz hadn't expected. She gave a blank reply and then left the room.

After Hertpanz left, Diego regained his original expression.

He wasn't genuinely apologizing; he was just afraid that this would create a rift in their working relationship.

In this world, Diego doesn't know anyone. The only partner he can find is Hertpanz, who woke up with him.

Although he doesn't fully trust Hertpanz, Valentine is their common enemy, and that will not change.

"Hertpanz must have run into someone. I need to find out who she met."

Afterwards, Diego changed his clothes, put on a hat, and left the room.

This cruise ship is really big; there were people walking around and sightseeing on every deck.

Diego mingled in the crowd, searching for Hertpanz.

“Her scent is up ahead, we’ll find her soon.” Following the scent, Diego spotted Hertpanz.

However, there was a tall man standing next to Hertpanz, and they seemed to be saying something, but the distance was too far for Diego to hear clearly.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, someone suddenly shouted, "Look there, there are dolphins!"

In an instant, the crowd rushed to the railing of the deck to watch the dolphins in the sea.

Diego was also pushed to the railing by the crowd, and his hat fell to the ground.

Looking at Hertpanz and the others, Hertpanz had actually left with that man.

At this moment, Diego hurriedly pushed through the crowd, grabbed a hat, put it on his head, and followed.

The man whose hat was taken was also confused; where was his hat?

"Is this yours?" A kind person picked up the hat from the ground and handed it to him.

"No, my hat is green..."

At this moment, Diego, wearing a green hat, followed them and witnessed Hertpanz following the man into the room.

"Well, so you were hiding something from me after all."

Instead of breaking down the door, Diego quietly approached the entrance, intending to listen to what they were saying.

In the room.

Hertpanz eyed Diablo warily; she didn't entirely trust him.

"Hertpentz became a nun to atone for her sins of killing her brother, right?"

Hearing Diablo easily recount his past, Hertpanz was on high alert and hurriedly pulled out his Traveler's Frost Protector.

"A Stand? I advise you to calm down, because I have one too." With that, Diavolo revealed his Stand, King Crimson.

Seeing that his Stand was such a strong humanoid Stand, Hertpanz couldn't help but swallow hard; the sense of oppression was too strong.

Especially that face, its impact was no less than that of a devil, no, even more terrifying than a devil.