JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

Diavolo didn't explain further. He squatted down and carefully examined Giorno.

He had bruises of varying degrees on his neck and arms.

So, it has already begun?

The stepfather revealed his loving side.

Diavolo didn't ask Giorno's opinion and led him directly back to his office.

He happened to run into Mira, who was looking for him.

"Brother-in-law, you...you've started human trafficking?" Mira pretended to clutch her chest, looking heartbroken.

"Do you know how many families will be broken because of what you're doing? How many mothers will weep day and night? There will be..."

Before she could finish speaking, Diablo covered her mouth, stopping her from continuing her erratic behavior.

Have you had enough fun?

Seeing the black lines on Diablo's face, Mira gave an awkward smile, "Hehe, I was just kidding with you, brother-in-law."

Once inside, Diavolo took out the medicine and personally applied it to Giorno's bruises and wounds.

Giorno was very obedient, eating his ice cream bite by bite.

Seeing Diablo being so patient with a strange child, Mira, with her pert bottom sticking out, leaned on the table and asked, "Brother-in-law, is this your son?"

“Not yet, there’s more,” Diablo said without turning his head, “your posture is far too undignified, look behind you.”

Mira looked behind her in confusion.

Jacqueline stood in the doorway, her face as cold as ice. "Mira, I remember I told you not to lie on the table like that!"

As he spoke, he rushed over and grabbed Mira's ear.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, sis, I didn't mean to~" she blinked her big eyes and acted coquettishly towards her sister.

"If there's a next time, I'll take all your allowance." Jacqueline let go, and Mira immediately launched a surprise attack with her Dragon Claw Hand, then made a face and ran away.

"This girl..." Feeling the burning pain, Jacqueline made up her mind that she had to teach her a lesson tonight no matter what.

"Alright, Giorno." Diavolo carefully applied medicine to all of Giorno's wounds, then straightened his clothes.

"You want to adopt him?" Jacqueline sensed Diablo's intentions, but was still somewhat worried. "How did he end up in Italy?"

Diavolo then explained to her Giorno's origins and Dio's original purpose.

"This... he's so irresponsible!"

Jacqueline knelt down, feeling sorry for Giorno who was covered in wounds. She took a tissue to wipe the cream off his hands and then hugged him.

Feeling an unprecedented warmth, Giorno recalled how he had once faced a dark room without light alone, and tears involuntarily streamed down his face.

"Boss, let's adopt him! His mother and adoptive father are such scum!" Jacqueline could only describe Giorno's current parents as scum.

“You know, some of the procedures for this are difficult to complete, and his adoptive father isn’t someone who’s easily satisfied.” Diablo picked up the phone.

"There has to be a reason for this, and I just happened to find one."

As he spoke, he dialed a strange number.

"Hello, who is it?"

On the other end of the phone came a voice that Diablo hadn't expected.

"Polnareff? Didn't I call Dio Castle's Sinan? Don't tell me you've already taken over the castle!"

Despite saying this, Diablo was not worried about Dio's safety at all.

As long as Jotaro doesn't go to Egypt, Dio will basically not die.

Polnareff was practically in tears at that moment. He covered the receiver and shouted, "Dio, your phone!"

A short while later, Dior answered the call from his friend.

"Oh, you've finally decided to install a telephone," Diablo joked on the other end of the line.

"Hmph, this thing is so-so, but at least it's faster than writing a letter." Dio didn't believe he was calling to check on him.

"How did Polnareff end up with you?" This question still intrigued Diablo.

It turns out that since Dio returned to Egypt, he has been directing his subordinates to purge the Gaia organization members within Egypt.

After learning about this, Polnareff also began to investigate the organization.

Finally, one day, he was ambushed by two members of the Gaia organization. At the last moment, Vanilla, who was passing by on her way to buy something, saved him.

The reason is that Lord Dio admires him and doesn't want him to die.

Afterwards, Polnareff went to Dio's castle to express his gratitude, since they had saved him.

"Even if you save me, I will not go along with your evil deeds!"

However, having spent so much time with Diablo, Dio had long since learned his tricks.

Dio used a direct moral blackmail tactic to leave Polnareff speechless. He then offered to send someone to protect Avdol in exchange for Polnareff working under Dio's command for a year to investigate the Gaia organization.

"I have to say, your tactic of moral blackmail really works on righteous guys like them."

Dior laughed heartily.

Chapter 85 Accepting the Commission

"So, what do you want from me? You're not coming to me for help because you can't beat the Gaia organization, are you?"

Dio sat naked on the bed, surrounded by several women who had voluntarily become his bread.

You can't really say anything about them, since it was voluntary.

So, does voluntarily being killed count as suicide? Good question...

"My God, have you lost your mind? I'd rather ask God for help than you!" Diablo was naturally not going to back down in a verbal exchange.

"Stop fooling around, let's get down to business." Diablo suddenly became serious, which made Dio on the other end of the phone take it seriously as well.

At least he sat up in bed, which shows he was serious.

“Today, I found one of your sons!” Diavolo glanced at Giorno, who was fiddling with his fingers.

"Son? It seems there really is such a thing! What's wrong?" Dio didn't care much about it; it was just a bargaining chip he had prepared when he was going to heaven.

Hearing that he didn't care, Diablo didn't say anything useless. "It's nothing. I just saw that he was covered in injuries, and it looks like he was beaten by his current stepfather."

"Even in Naples, you live in a slum and are looked down upon by everyone. If you finally save up enough money to buy an ice cream, someone will throw it in your face!"

"He was called a rat in the sewer, and both children and adults could bully him. His mother didn't care, and his stepfather beat and scolded him as a bastard, but that wasn't a big deal."

In fact, Dio was already angry in the very first part of Diablo's speech.

These experiences were exactly the same as his childhood experiences.

This reminded him of his miserable childhood, and he knew that even if he had a happy childhood, he would not become a good person.

But the fact that his son was living the same life as him was unbearable for him!

"How dare those people treat my son like this?!"

Giorno was stunned. He hadn't been that miserable, had he? He had only been beaten by his adoptive father once and bullied and isolated by the other children.

How come his words made me feel like a pitiful little cabbage?

“Dude, I’m planning to adopt him, but his father… his stepfather is a bit difficult to negotiate with. I’m afraid he won’t agree.” Diablo continued to make up stories, luring Dio into the trap step by step.

"How dare this mere panel treat Lord Dio's son, Diavolo, like this? I'll pay you to get rid of that wretched bread!" Dio was so angry that he smashed the bedside table to pieces.

He glanced at the wall next to him, which was covered with dense patches, and then let go of his hand.

"No problem. Is it about money? Does our relationship require money? My bank account number is..."

Despite his impassioned words, Diablo would not take a penny less than he was entitled to.

After Dio instructed Vanilla to transfer the money, he suddenly realized what was happening and said through gritted teeth, "You liar! You said you didn't want the money, but you tricked me into transferring it to you!"

"Hehe, after all, this large organization needs to eat. Thank you, silly landlord... oops, thank you, big spender!"

With that, he hung up the phone.

Diavolo pulled Giorno into his arms. "From today onward, forget your original home. This is your new home!"

He then had Jacqueline take him to find Trish and Bucciarati.

After they left, Diablo called Risotto over.

"Investigate Giorno Giovanna's adoptive father and mother. Someone hired us to have them killed in an accident and disappear from this world."

“Okay.” Although she didn’t know who wanted to do such a pointless thing, Risotto had no objections.

After receiving the mission, he went to the house he rented outside, where another companion of his, Prosciutto, who had joined him half a year ago, was also there.

"Let's go, we have a mission!"

No one would have imagined that these two seemingly harmless children would be the sharpest blade of the [Passion] organization—the assassination squad!

"This time, the target was just an ordinary couple. It seems they had offended someone and were being held against them, so they came to us for help."

Risotto briefly explained the mission to him, and Prosciutto nodded coldly.

"You rascal, try not to drag innocent bystanders into this again." Risotto was somewhat exasperated by his personality.

This guy is a natural-born killer; he's ruthless, but not completely heartless.

After all, he was still very friendly to the person who saved him.

The mission was issued in the morning, and the body was discovered in the afternoon.

It seems the couple got caught on something while walking, causing them to fall into the river and drown, as evidenced by the cuts on their ankles.

Immediately after the incident, Diablo sent Belicolo with money to the police, expressing his desire to adopt the poor child.

The local police were also sensible; after accepting the "test" without showing any favoritism, they completed all the formalities for him.

"From now on, you'll call me Dad, just like them, okay?" Diavolo gently pinched Giorno's cheek.

Giorno looked at Bucciarati and Trish, who were willing to play with him, and then nodded heavily.

At this point, both of Qiao's wet nurses had come to Diablo's side.