Jotaro naturally knew what the unspoken continuation was. He patted Polnareff's shoulder, signaling him to relax a little.
Then Jotaro walked up to Diego, pulled one hand out of his pocket, and asked:
"Dio, Polnareff and I are planning to head back to Japan first. Do you want to come along?"
"Hmm?" Diego turned his head and stared at Polnareff hesitantly. Seeing Polnareff frantically shield Jotaro behind him, Diego raised his hand and chuckled. "No thanks. I came here to visit my son. You two go ahead. Goodbye."
Jotaro nodded and left with Polnareff for the airport, gradually disappearing from Diego's sight.
After the two left, Diego's brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upward.
Well then, time to go visit Giorno—
Hmm…
I messed up…
Diego instantly made a bitter face and dejectedly went to the Passion organization to visit Giorno, who was dealing with the remnants.
This was the gift Diego had prepared for Giorno.
A mafia organization, to help him fulfill his dream of becoming a gang star.
But while the idea was grand, reality was harsh. Diego had thought Giorno would be very happy. He couldn't help but recall the "touching" scene of their father-son reunion.
Before taking down the boss (Diavolo)...
"Bucciarati, I… want to become a gang star!" Giorno placed his right hand over his heart and spoke seriously to the blue-haired man in front of him.
"What did you say?!" Bucciarati's pupils widened in shock.
"I plan to take down your boss and take over this organization." Giorno slightly pursed his lips, his eyes full of determination. "If I want to eliminate the mafia that sells flour to kids to snort, I have to find a way to become part of the mafia myself. So…"
"Giorno————"
Before he could finish, Diego waved his hand and ran over to the two of them.
He hooked Giorno's shoulder: "ko no Dio has come to visit you. Aren't you surprised?!"
"...Father.." Giorno was silent for a moment. His throat tightened slightly before he calmly said, "Why are you here?"
Diego dramatically wiped away non-existent tears: "You're so cold. I rarely come all this way, and I even brought you a gift."
"A gift?"
"It's the Passion organization. All that's left is to take control of Diavolo." Diego's face was full of smiles as he spoke of what he considered a trivial matter. "By tonight you can take over. Aren't you happy?"
As he spoke, Diego enthusiastically began showing off the results of the three-person invasion by him, Jotaro, and Pucci.
"Eh?" "Huh?"
Giorno and Bucciarati simultaneously turned into dot-eyed expressions and began exchanging glances.
Bucciarati: Your dad is this overpowered and he came for a secret visit?
Giorno: I don't know either!!
...
So Giorno originally wanted to start his own business?!
Diego thought he had figured everything out. He quietly slipped into the Passion headquarters and, from behind the window, watched Giorno and Bucciarati's team interacting from afar.
"Cheer up. Don't lose face. You're going to be the boss from now on, Giorno!"
Bucciarati was picking out clothes for Giorno.
"Hey, Bucciarati, does dressing mature like this actually work?"
Giorno changed into the boss outfit and moved his body around, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"The new member is the new boss? Let's treat him to some tea."
Abbacchio was secretly making Abbacchio tea.
"I protest! Why am I the 4th one to appear, you bastards!!! 4 is super unlucky. It'll make me die!!!"
Mista was yelling loudly.
"Fugo~~ I want to eat that cake~~"
"You can eat it after you solve this math problem. Use the method I taught you back then."
"Really? Let me see. 16×55 equals... 28, right?! Fugo, aren't I smart?!"
"You stupid little delinquent, are you looking down on me?!!"
Fugo and Narancia grabbed each other's hair and started fighting.
"...Not bad." Diego watched for a while, then turned and left. "I should head back too."
By the way, did I forget someone?
Can't remember... Probably not important.
...
——Goto Hitori's House——
"Bocchi, I'm going to insert this now."
Since ordinary people couldn't see Stand discs, Bocchi-chan looked at Diego's empty hand and blinked blankly.
Dio's hand doesn't seem to be holding anything?
Where is he going to put it?
No way?
A blush quickly spread across Bocchi-chan's pretty face. Her body temperature rose abnormally, and she almost fainted.
She gathered her courage and asked tremblingly:
"Um… can I… you know, refuse?"
"Hmm?"
"Yes, please do as you wish."
Wuu~~~ I miss that warm cardboard box...
(Referring to a ripe mango)
Bocchi-chan's courage points were emptied.
Diego raised an eyebrow and inserted the King Crimson disc into Bocchi-chan's forehead.
"Ah——!!" Bocchi-chan cried out in surprise.
Come on, Bocchi! Immerse yourself in the might of ko no Dio!!!
Diego watched Bocchi-chan's reaction with great anticipation.
"...Eh?"
Who was this idiot with empty eyes, a stiff mouth, and a dazed expression like her soul had left her body during a vigil?
Could she have fainted from fright?
Is this how a normal person reacts after obtaining a Stand?
Bocchi-chan and King Crimson's two faces stared at each other with wide eyes. After a while, Bocchi-chan seemed to feel that showing no reaction at all would be disrespectful, so she quickly put on a frightened expression.
"Ah, how scary."
A very perfunctory reaction.
To Bocchi-chan, compared to an unknown ghost with two ugly faces, humans were still scarier.
"..." Diego sighed. He placed his hand on the back of his head and said, "From now on, this guy is your Stand. Its name is… King Crimson.."
"Stand... what's that?" Bocchi-chan asked in return.
"It's like a guardian spirit with special abilities. This guy can erase time and briefly predict the future." Diego gestured with his hands, then asked curiously, "Bocchi, now that you have this ability, what are you going to use this ugly thing for?"
"I don't know." Bocchi-chan thought for a moment and shook her head blankly. She was neither excited nor scared.
Seeing this, Diego opened his phone, found Yamada Ryo in his contacts, typed a message, and sent it.
Diego: Bocchi agreed to lend you money..
Ryo: Really? I'm coming right away..
Half an hour later, the doorbell at Bocchi-chan's house rang...
"Ah, coming."
Bocchi-chan quickly went to open the door. King Crimson silently floated behind her.
Diego had a feeling that King Crimson looked a bit dumb under the influence of its new host.
Click. The door opened.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
"Boc——chi——chan——" Yamada Ryo charged in with big strides, grabbed Bocchi-chan's hand, her eyes sparkling with golden light, and chattered non-stop. "Even though I didn't repay the money I borrowed last time, and only repaid half of the money from the time before that under the shop manager's pressure, it didn't affect your trust in me at all, Bocchi-chan. Don't worry, I'll definitely repay you when I get my allowance next month…"
"You said the same thing last month." Bocchi-chan lowered her head and said softly.
"Tch, deadbeat scum." Diego looked disgusted. He silently cursed in his heart and turned his head to continue stealing desserts from Bocchi-chan's house. "If I ever have a kid, I absolutely won't let her date a bassist."
While Diego was picking up a dessert, Yamada Ryo got more and more excited as she spoke. Her face got closer and closer, almost pressing against Bocchi-chan's face.
At this moment, Bocchi-chan finally couldn't handle the pressure anymore and activated her Stand ability.
"King...King Crimson!"
King Crimson's spirits lifted. It swung its right hand down forcefully.
(Time erasure high-quality sound effect)
The time when Yamada Ryo was talking about borrowing money and when Diego was eating dessert was erased. Bocchi-chan took the opportunity to secretly slip behind Diego and hide.
Looking at the empty floor, Yamada Ryo was confused: "Eh, where did Bocchi-chan go? Where was I?"
"Cough... cough cough cough cough!!!" Diego was immediately choked by the dessert stuck in his throat. "Time erasure isn't used like that!!!"
"Bocchi, you bastard!!!"
...
Regarding Requiem...
Polnareff was right.
The Arrow was indeed in Diego's possession.
Moreover, he used the Arrow to take Scary Monsters to the next level, evolving it into Requiem in one go.
What?
You ask why it wasn't The World that became Requiem?
Do you not have a heart?
Something with an unknown origin like this—you can enjoy the small benefits of "picking it up," but how can you directly stab it into your Stand?
If a mysterious cup suddenly appears in the room, would you not check if there's a knife inside and just use it to get water for your cow to drink?
Therefore, when the small dinosaur brought the Arrow to Diego, his first test subject was himself. He lightly pricked his arm with the Arrow...
That prick was no small matter!
The Arrow instantly came to life as if it had gained sentience. It directly pierced and drilled into Diego's arm, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.
The ability of Requiem was very interesting and quite unexpected to Diego. While retaining the original abilities, two new powers granted by the Arrow were added.
First, Diego could freely manipulate or edit the genes of all living beings in the world. Uses included modification, treatment of congenital diseases, breaking through genetic locks... The range was a 100-kilometer radius centered on Diego.
Second, the Diavolo from the dinosaur era had something to say.
...
The location was modern Italy? No!
It was the mythological era where demons, elves, and dinosaurs flourished!
As the first test subject of Diego's experiment, Diavolo woke up from unconsciousness, got up from the ground, and checked his physical condition.
"My injuries... have already healed?" Diavolo looked around. Everywhere were tall ferns. He muttered, "What is this place? My injuries... have already healed?"
His last memory was still from when he was slapped by that priest's Stand...
Am I dreaming right now? Or am I already dead? Is this heaven or hell?
Bang!!!
A loud noise pulled Diavolo out of his thoughts.
He looked toward the sound and saw a giant leg as big as a small hill walking past him.
"This is... a dinosaur?" Diavolo's eyes widened in shock. "What... what on earth did they do to me!"
He ran all the way to the edge of a cliff and looked up at the sky. The scene before him made him completely confirm this reality.
The sky, the jungle, the lakeside—everywhere were various dinosaurs blotting out the sun.
"Have I returned to the Cretaceous period?"
Drip... drip...
Several drops of warm water fell onto Diavolo's neck.
Diavolo turned to look. A Tyrannosaurus rex was standing behind him, staring at him hungrily.
The next second, the T-Rex opened its massive jaws and pounced.
"King Crimson!!" Diavolo hurriedly shouted, but he didn't see the familiar figure of King Crimson.
Washing machine sound! Could it be that the disc taken from my mind was my King Crimson?!!
Diavolo instantly recalled the scene before he lost consciousness.
In a panic, he jumped off the cliff.
Below was solid land, not ocean or water, but at the very least, Diavolo thought dying from the fall was better than being buried in a dinosaur's stomach.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Diavolo, who was in the middle of falling, stopped in mid-air. A pterosaur swooped down and caught him. Then it opened its mouth and tried to stuff Diavolo inside.
Diavolo shouted unwillingly: "How is this possible? How can I, Diavolo, be eaten in such a humiliating way? I am the true emperor!"
Bang!!!
It seemed the heavens had heard his unwilling voice. Several giant rocks shot up from the ground and directly struck the pterosaur, spitting Diavolo out.
『Magic that can control giant rocks』
『Flight magic』
A figure walked through the air and caught Diavolo.
"You... who are you?"
"What language is this human speaking? I can't understand it at all."
The one who caught Diavolo was naturally not a human, but a demon—a demon with two horns on its head, cold eyes, and dressed in gray robes.
"But whatever. I'm hungry right now. I can't let a dragon steal my food."
Then it bared its mouth full of sharp teeth and bit down on Diavolo's head. This was its hobby—eating only the head.
Chew chew chew...
"Peh, it has a moldy taste."
The nameless demon tossed the headless corpse aside.
...
Stands are the subconscious 『talent』 of the user.
This ability reflected Diego's wish to return.