JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

“There’s Cinderella, Snow White, and Rapunzel,” Trish counted earnestly.

Diablo, however, was already lounging on the sofa laughing. Was this his stepmother's tea party?

No wonder it scared Trish.

He became serious and gently stroked Trish's head, "I'll let you in on a secret, this new mother is a fairy in disguise!"

"Really?" Trish was stunned for a moment, then her face lit up with excitement.

"Really, if you don't believe me, just watch closely from now on, see if she accidentally uses magic."

The sound reached the bathroom, which wasn't very soundproof, and Jacqueline listened through the crack in the door, feeling quite satisfied.

Mira sat alone in the bathtub, speechless as she looked at her sister. This behavior was really beneath her.

Chapter 83 Shioka Hatsuru

I've been back in Naples for more than half a year now.

During this period, they also occupied some cities around Naples.

With Diavolo back, Belicolo dared to act boldly, decisively subduing some very stubborn gangs.

“The Gaia organization has been much more behaving lately!” Diablo looked at the accounts in front of him, somewhat uneasy.

He has already sent people all over the world to search for the insect arrow.

After killing Kira Yoshihiro last time, we didn't find his substitute arrow. Could it have been taken away by Komoni's accomplices?

"What do you want?" Jacqueline walked briskly into the office, her expression having changed dramatically compared to six months ago.

No longer timid and submissive, they fully unleashed their true nature.

She's definitely a powerful and domineering older sister type.

“It seems like contraband has appeared in your jurisdiction again recently.” Diablo pushed Belicoro’s report in front of her.

Although their relationship is clear, life is life and work is work.

“I’ve already started investigating. It’s probably a gang from another city who planted this. After all, we’ve blocked a lot of their money-making opportunities.” Jacqueline was also very troubled by this.

"Find it as soon as possible, or the gangs below won't be satisfied!" Diablo reached out his hand towards her abdomen with ill intent.

Jacqueline was also helpless, and after letting him touch her abs, she pulled his hand away.

“If you’re envious, go practice by yourself. Besides, you should go out and get some fresh air.” Jacqueline turned and left the office.

“I have some too… but they don’t feel as comfortable as yours!” Diablo smiled helplessly, then tied up his long hair and walked out of the office where he had been for several days.

The ability to possess great fortune by concealing one's identity is the original destiny of this body's soul; his destiny is not something that can be concealed!

Leaving the office, Diablo wandered aimlessly; Naples was indeed a nice city.

Upon arriving in Jacqueline's territory, he felt something was familiar, but he couldn't recognize where he was.

Seeing an ice cream cone shop on the street, I ordered a double scoop ice cream.

What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a gang leader eating ice cream before?

Diablo winked at the girls who were peeking at him, then walked away while they were having their own fun.

Just kidding, all those girls combined aren't as pretty as Jacqueline herself.

Moreover, those abs are truly impressive, but the usage... well, that's getting off-topic.

As Diablo walked, he saw a flustered bald man, as if he was hiding from someone.

"Hey buddy, what are you doing?"

The bald man was busy dodging his enemies and didn't notice Diablo behind him at all. "Get lost, get lost, can't you see I'm being chased by gangsters?"

"What gang?" Diablo asked, remaining hidden behind him without making a sound.

"What else could it be? In Naples, only that damned 'Passion' organization does this kind of thing, and they actually forbid the sale of illegal drugs!"

While keeping an eye on his pursuers, the bald man checked the medicine in his bag.

Suddenly, he belatedly looked behind him, but there was nothing there.

"Hey, that's weird. Did I overdo it last night?" The bald man scratched his shiny bald head, but still grabbed his backpack and decisively fled the area.

After he left, Diablo emerged from behind the wall. "There are so many, there must be more than just him!"

"Seriously, don't they know this thing is even more terrifying than killing someone outright? These people..."

Following him, they arrived at a slum, where the bald man quietly slipped into a secluded alley.

"Did you bring any money?" The bald man arrogantly looked at the several sallow-faced, emaciated young men in front of him. His eyes were sunken, and under his tattered clothes, there was probably a skeleton among them.

Several people tremblingly pulled out the crumpled money, panting heavily, staring at the white powder in the bald man's hand like dogs.

The bald man snatched their money and threw it into his greasy, dirty bag, then tossed out several packets of powder.

Their eyes gleamed with excitement as they scrambled for the powder on the ground before quickly leaving.

A thin woman crawled to the bald man's feet, struggled to get up, grabbed his hand and stuffed it into her collar.

"Please... give me another dose of medicine, like last time, you can... do whatever you want!"

Her face showed no dignity; her expression revealed only obsequiousness and a desire for the powder in the bald man's hand.

"Where did this poor wretch come from? If you don't have money, what are you going to buy? I wouldn't even look at you!" The bald man shoved the woman to the ground and then kicked her violently.

Seeing this, none of the other people buying medicine stepped forward to stop them; they just wanted to buy the medicine.

Just then, a small head popped out of the alleyway and witnessed everything.

"Hey kid, what are you looking at?" The bald man was startled by the child, but after realizing it was just a little kid, he rushed up and grabbed him.

"Who sent you? Speak!" the bald man asked viciously, his expression becoming even more ferocious due to his thick muscles.

The child didn't speak, but looked around the alley before his eyes were fixed on the powder in the bald man's hand.

"Huh? Did your parents send you to steal this? You little bastard!" The bald man slapped the child across the face.

"I told you to pretend to be mute, I..." The bald man suddenly laughed, then his expression turned sinister, "Since that's the case, then it's perfect for you to try my new drug!"

As he spoke, he took out a packet of blue powder, grabbed the child by the collar, and was about to force it into the child's mouth.

"Even such a small, pure soul must be corrupted?"

A man's voice rang out, and the bald man jumped, throwing the powder in his hand backward.

However, before he could finish the action, his hand twisted strangely into his mouth, and the packet of blue powder was poured into his mouth!

"what!!!!!"

The bald man instantly collapsed to the ground and began to convulse. The other people who had bought medicine were also terrified by this scene and fled in all directions.

The child, though still expressionless, was experiencing something different.

"Hello, nice to meet you, Shioka Hatsuru!" Diavolo recognized the child at a glance.

This is Shioka Hatsuru, the future Giorno Giovanna, the child of Dio and Bread.

I don’t know if it’s a genetic issue, but Giorno, who is only two years old, is as tall as Josuke, who is four years old.

Sure enough, the purer the Joestar bloodline, the faster the parents grow up!

Diablo had been observing from the rooftop and had even notified Jacqueline's squad to come over.

He originally planned to wait until the patrol team arrived before leaving, but after seeing Shioka Hatsuyuki, he changed his mind.

Dior, you don't want such a good son? Well, I won't be polite!

"My name is... Giorno." Giorno lowered his head, his face still expressionless.

Chapter 84 Children's Shelter

Besides the patrol team, Jacqueline also arrived. She had been on a mental breakdown for days trying to find the drug dealer!

Even last night when he played chess with Diablo... yes, he was very unfocused while playing chess.

"We finally caught them."

After assigning tasks to her subordinates, Jacqueline arrived at the ice cream shop not far away.

Diablo took Giorno's hand and, to his incredulous gaze, bought him a three-scoop ice cream.

This was something he never even dared to dream of!

Giorno, holding three scoops of ice cream, looked up at Diavolo, unsure of what to say.

"You mean... you're planning to adopt another child?" Jacqueline stared at Diablo with a strange expression.

Through the past six months of investigation, Jacqueline has learned that Bucciarati was adopted, Trish was found, and Risotto was taken in along the way.

Then there's Josuke Higashikata from Morioh.

Now a child who looks only a few years old has arrived.

"Are you a spirit from the shelter? Kind sir!" Jacqueline teased.

Diavolo didn't explain further, but simply pinched Giorno's cheek gently, "Does this face look familiar?"

These words caught Jacqueline's attention. She bent down to look closely. The face looked familiar, especially the corners of the eyes, which were unusually sharp.

However, she really couldn't remember where she had seen this face before; it certainly wasn't Diablo's face.

"I can't guess!" Jacqueline helplessly spread her hands. "Reveal the answer!"

"Hehe, Dior!"

Dior!

The mention of this vampire instantly brought it to Jacqueline's mind!

Indeed, this little guy looks exactly like Dior!

But how come his child is here? Wait, when did he get a wife?

For some reason, Jacqueline suddenly thought of Pucci, which startled her so much that she quickly cleared the strange thought from her mind!

Another strange piece of knowledge has been added!