Ever since Giorno came to Italy with his mother, his stepfather, who had initially seemed kind to him, revealed his true nature, constantly hitting and scolding him. Later, his mother also showed her true colors as a bad woman. She had thought she married a wealthy man in Italy, but discovered he had no money at all. After taking everything from their home, she went off to live a dissolute life.
Suddenly, Joffrey took Giorno's hand, pointed to himself, and said, "Hey, Giorno, what do you think of me?"
Giorno widened his eyes, looking at Johnson with some surprise, then realized Johnson was indeed very serious.
"You're my... brother."
Giorno said, feeling a bit puzzled. Giorno was still a child, and currently a year younger than in the original story. He cherished the fraternal bond with Johnson Joffrey quite deeply.
Because the thing he lacked most in his life was family affection. Giorno had always lived in a world of prolonged torment. Unlike Bucciarati, who had always lived a smooth and loving life, Giorno's pain was long-lasting and profound.
He had no friends, and even less so, parents. His parents didn't love him; his life was always lonely and painful.
So he always cherished every glimmer of light, like the gangster who took extra care of him when he was still in elementary school.
That one time was enough for Giorno to remember it forever. This feeling enveloped him and solidified his life's goal.
In his loneliest moments, Giorno had fantasized, "How wonderful it would be if I had a brother!" When he was tormented by others, his brother would step forward, care for him, look after him, and buy him an ice cream he couldn't afford.
"What kind of brother?"
"A brother by blood, a brother I've always longed to have."
Giorno keenly noticed Johnson's abnormality. He really liked Johnson and cherished this feeling deeply. He suddenly recalled something Risotto had said to him one day after they had finished eating together.
Johnson Joffrey is currently at a critical crossroads.
It was already afternoon, and because of the appearance of Johnson Joffrey, the gang boss, the classroom that was supposed to have a math class was empty. Two burly gangsters stood expressionlessly at the classroom door.
They were from Passione, and ordinary students and teachers passing by had to turn a blind eye.
Because this school was also under the protection of Passione.
A few people glanced inside, wondering what the 15-year-old second-generation gang boss, who was already famous, looked like, to make him Italy's protector.
Johnson Joffrey looked out at the sycamore trees outside the window and the setting sun.
First, he was an ordinary person, an ordinary office worker, with both conscience and selfishness. He once had no feelings for this world, but after getting along with everyone—
He developed feelings for his friends. He constantly tried to find falsehood in this world to confirm his emotions and achieve his goal of returning home.
But no matter where, the wind of this world, the desks of this world, the life of this world, the uncle of this world, the younger brother of this world, the friends of this world, they are all real.
With such feelings, I will never be able to leave this world in my lifetime. To truly erase these feelings, I must become inhuman, like DIO.
Everyone else seeks truth in a false world; I seek falsehood in a real world.
"Do you want to watch others film with Prosciutto this summer, or do you want to go to Japan with me?"
"What do you want to do in Japan?" Giorno's summer plans were already set to go filming with Mista and visit a film company. Because he was a child, and unlike the original story where he was so short on money he had to drive a black cab to support his family, he completely exposed his childish nature and was more interested in filming and celebrities.
Not to mention, Risotto also treated Giorno as his nephew, so compared to Johnson's insistence that Giorno become president, he hoped Giorno would have a real childhood.
Johnson Joffrey's life underwent a huge turning point, which was to stay here and cherish the people in front of him. After all, his status is no longer the same as that of an office worker back then. Unlike that office worker who longed for a peaceful life, he has now been pushed onto a new path by fate.
Or, as an arrogant transmigrator, treat everything here as false, and complete his mission no matter what—
The Best Villain.
And then go home.
This dilemma had long been seen through by Giorno and Risotto.
"Of course I want to go to Japan with you," Giorno said seriously. "Before I go home, I also plan to eat an ice cream. As my older brother, you must buy me one, as the price for forcing me to go to college."
"Isn't going to college for your own good?" Johnson looked at Giorno and said somewhat angrily, "Don't think that studying is an adult's business; it's your business."
"Your speech sounds like a mom's speech on TV, and also like Bucciarati," Giorno waved his hand, saying a bit impatiently, "And you're only one year older than me, Johnson."
Johnson Joffrey sighed silently. Giorno had finally revealed his mischievous child facade.
"Let's go, let's get ice cream."
Giorno followed behind Johnson. He walked ahead, seemingly without even looking back. Giorno was shorter than him and always had to walk quickly to catch up.
"Let's do it, Johnson Joffrey," Johnson told himself. "Anyway, I'll get what I'm supposed to get, do my best, and complete what The Best Villain taught me to complete. Other than that, let fate decide for me."
"Otherwise, if I really go home, I might still wonder if Giorno can still happily eat ice cream in a world without me."
"Perhaps, I take myself too seriously, always carrying heavy shackles, which is why my Reversed Hierophant slows down."
"I plan to go to Morioh to look for the Arrow."
"There's an Arrow in Morioh?!" Giorno licked his ice cream, then asked in surprise.
"Yes, and also, we can't tell Kujo Jotaro that we're going to Japan with him. Remember your words and actions. Besides that, we also need to find out about Dio and your mother, my mother's various deeds."
Giorno frowned slightly, sensing the urgency of the matter, then asked, "Are there others going besides us?"
"Call Mista, Ghiaccio, and Giotto."
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As an ordinary person coming to another world, the necessary psychological struggle, facing the emotions of the other world and the family affection of one's own world, one always has to choose. What I essentially want to write is the story of an ordinary person in the JOJO World. If the protagonist completely integrates into the other world and has no longing for his original world at all, then he is not a complete person.
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There's one more chapter, it will be a little late. I feel like I wrote something wrong in some places, so I need to rewrite part of the content.