JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

"Oh, missed me?" Diablo strode in, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"father!"

When Trish saw her father return, she immediately jumped off her chair and ran to Diablo.

Diablo immediately knelt down and picked up his beloved daughter, "Trish, did you miss Daddy?"

"I want to!" Trish buried her head in Diablo's chest and refused to lift it up.

Risotto, however, noticed the two women behind him and remained vigilant.

Bucciarati stepped forward, about to speak, but was suddenly stopped by Diavolo. "Call me father. Calling me godfather feels a bit dangerous."

Lü Bu: No one understands my godfather better than me!

“Yes, Father.” Having received Diablo’s support for so long, Bucciarati did not hesitate.

At this moment, Jacqueline approached Diablo with a conflicted expression and looked at the little princess Trish in his arms.

Trish looked up at her, her eyes filled with wariness and confusion.

“Boss, who are they?” Risotto stepped forward and asked.

“Yes… I found a mother for Trish.” Diablo patted Trish’s little head.

But for some reason, when Trish heard that it was a mother they had found for her, she trembled all over and clung tightly to Diablo's suit.

Risotto understood the hidden meaning in OSS's words and lowered her guard.

After all, this was brought in personally by the boss, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Upon hearing that it was for Miss Trish's mother, Bellicoro immediately understood what was going on and approached Jacqueline. "Madam, I am Bellicoro, an organization officer. Please feel free to give me any instructions."

Jacqueline was also startled by this scene and quickly waved her hand, "No need for that, just call me Jacqueline."

Mira, on the other hand, leaned closer to Trish, who was in Diablo's arms, her eyes sparkling. "What an adorable little girl!"

After saying that, he pulled Trish into his arms, ignoring her resistance.

But Trish still looked longingly at Diablo.

Diablo patted Trish's head. "Sweetie, go play with them for a while. Daddy has something to do now."

Seeing this, Trish stopped struggling.

Mira looked at Trish with a smile, "Why are you so afraid of me? By all accounts, you should call me 'Auntie'!"

Led by Bucciarati, Jacqueline and her sister and Trish left, while Risotto and Belicello stayed behind.

"How's the organization's development going?" Diablo sat down in his personal executive chair.

"Boss, [Passion] has now taken control of Naples and most of Sardinia, and is slowly infiltrating the rest," Belikoro reported on the progress made during this period.

"That's not bad—what about that Stand user you guys were talking about last time?" Diavolo changed the subject.

Last time they mentioned a Stand user of unknown origin, which made him somewhat concerned.

Could they be from the Gaia organization?

When that person was mentioned, Risotto's expression changed. "Boss, that guy is dangerous, and a few days ago, he completely disappeared from Naples!"

"Very dangerous? How dangerous?" For Risotto to give such an assessment, it means that the other party is not simple!

"That person can control the weather!"

Weather forecast?!

Chapter 82 The Embryo of an Assassination Group

I didn't expect it to be the weather forecast.

This surprised Diablo, even though he had heard Pucci say that the weather forecast had been saved by his Stand ability.

But he didn't expect the other party to come here.

But when Diablo learned that he had disappeared, he was a little worried. It would be fine if he got lost, but he was worried that he might have been recruited by the Gaia organization.

That guy's Stand ability is far more powerful than Pucci's!

Let's put it this way: in terms of destructive power and lethality, he could practically beat Pucci to a pulp!

Let's put it this way: if we're looking to recruit Stand users with wide-range attacks, Weather Forecast is definitely his top choice.

What did you say, Ziyan?

That force was too great; I couldn't control myself.

"Arrange for someone to find that Stand user. Contact me immediately if you have any news." Although I don't know where the weather forecast is right now, it's always good to make the arrangements first.

“Okay, I’ll arrange it right away.” Belikoro nodded.

Just then, Risotto suddenly spoke up: "Boss, I have an idea about the organization."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Diablo was somewhat surprised that Risotto, this taciturn fellow, actually had his own ideas.

However, according to his plan, Risotto's salary this time was definitely commensurate with his efforts, so Diablo was not worried about him demanding payment.

"I want to form my own Stand user squad to assassinate targets for the organization!"

This suggestion was something Diablo hadn't expected.

He thought Risotto didn't like assassination.

Actually, Risotto didn't really like it; he did it because he needed to now.

While some other gangs may not have Stand users, they are not lacking in brave and ruthless individuals.

Therefore, forming an assassination squad plays a significant role in the future expansion of the gang.

However, he was also worried that his boss would not agree. After all, any ruler would be wary of having a group of Stand users specialize in assassinations.

My suggestion just now might be misunderstood by the boss.

But he has already made his decision, so everything depends on Diablo's will!

Seeing Risotto standing there quietly waiting for a response, Diablo already knew the answer in his heart.

“Sure, but I hope you’ll be careful and avoid any unpleasant incidents.” Diablo’s authority suddenly rose.

“Yes, Boss.” As Risotto bowed his head to thank him, Diablo saw the look of relief on his face.

Could it be that they've already found a team member they want to recruit?

Never mind, let's wait and see.

"Belicolo, book me a table for dinner," Diavolo ordered Belicolo, who was standing beside him.

"Yes, Boss."

When it comes to work, Belikoro is truly dedicated; he could completely place orders above his own life!

Diablo went downstairs and saw Trish smiling happily in Mira's arms.

This girl was so scared just now, but now she's laughing out loud.

"Brother-in-law, Trish is so cute!" Mira reluctantly handed the little princess back to Diablo.

"Of course, look who she looks like." Diablo was anything but modest.

After chatting with them for a while, Mr. Bellicello called to say that dinner was ready.

They went to a restaurant for a meal.

During the meal, Diablo even invited Belicolo to the table, which flattered Belicolo.

Despite his repeated refusals, Diablo pressed him into a chair, saying, "Eat with us. I consider you all family."

Deeply moved, Belico secretly vowed to be loyal to his boss in every way, from soul to life.

During the meal, Jacqueline kept trying to feed Trish, but the little princess didn't seem to appreciate it and refused to eat no matter what she said.

This was a huge blow to Jacqueline.

Diablo was also confused. Wasn't he just playing happily with Mira? Logically, she shouldn't be shy, right?

After finishing their meal, they returned to their lodgings.

The entire building was bought up by the organization, so there are many empty rooms.

"Come on, Trish, your auntie is taking you to take a bath!" Since Mira came, this task can finally be handed over to her.

In the past, Mr. Bellicello would hire someone to do this task, and he would only tell others that it was his granddaughter.

They completely disregarded what their still-single son thought.

Now, we can finally hand her over to our own people.

The Diablo family lived on the third floor, Risotto and Bucciarati lived on the second floor, and old man Belicolo lived on the first floor.

Now, only Diablo and Jacqueline are in the living room.

"What's wrong? You look so nervous." Diablo pinched Jacqueline's smooth cheek. "How about we check your abs again tonight?"

“Boss, stop messing around,” Jacqueline said shyly, stopping his mischievous hand. “I feel like Trish doesn’t like me and prefers Mira.”

“I think so too. I’ll go ask her later.” Even though his hand was pinned down, Diablo still tilted his head and bit her earlobe.

"Hey, let go... no, let go!"

After Trish finished showering, Jacqueline made an excuse and went straight into the bathroom.

Mira looked disappointed. "I thought it was my brother-in-law. How boring."

"You little rascal, you've been sneaking peeks at a lot of magazines!" Jacqueline said, her face darkening.

Outside, Diablo held the little girl in his arms and asked softly, "Don't you like the new mom Daddy found for you?"

When faced with this question, Trish nodded without any attempt to hide her agreement.

After all, he is only two years old and doesn't understand the complex world of adults.

"Why?" This was still the question that Diablo was most concerned about.

Mentioning this, Trish fiddled with her father's moldy hair, "Grandpa Bellicoro told me a story about stepmothers abusing children, and I'm scared..."

Upon hearing this, Diablo chuckled sadly, but still forced himself to ask her what the story was.