JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 60 Falling in Love at the Age of 60

"I'm here to meet up with my friends. What about you, little one?"

"I...I am homeless. My family died in a disaster, so I can only rely on my remaining possessions to try and find a suitable place for child labor in Naples..."

"Oh, how pitiful... Why don't you join our conglomerate? We'll take care of you."

"Hmm...okay."

Yedan lowered his eyes, his ears turning red, as if he was completely captivated by Trish, regardless of what the Stand Satan thought or how he tried to persuade him.

"Master, don't you think she looks a lot like that... Crimson King? Following her will definitely not lead to anything good!"

"The Crimson King? Do you think he can beat me? Besides, if the Crimson King meets with Trish, wouldn't that be a good thing for me? That way, I can get rid of him completely."

A rare dispute has broken out between the Stand and the Messenger.

This argument even spilled over from reality into their dreams.

"Master! You can't go with her! Who knows who her companions are? If it's the Crimson King, that's fine, but what if it's that group? Those powerful and beautiful..."

Just as Satan licked Yellow Town, Yedan also licked Trish, the woman he loved for the first time in his life.

"I believe Trish isn't a Stand user; she wouldn't attack me. Besides... how could it be those people? And besides, I was disguised..."

In his dream, he refused to speak to the three-headed, six-armed creature, either sulking or lost in his own fantasies.

Satan was speechless. This was his master's choice, and he, a mere substitute, could not sway the other party at all.

"Huh? Why is he asleep?"

Trish found a restaurant and, with Yedan in tow, waited for the arrival of the others.

She came here from Rome with the determination to kill her boss.

She noticed the deletion dozens of times along the way, and the thought that her father was still alive and doing evil in this world made her angrier and angrier.

Until half an hour ago, she suddenly felt something was missing in her heart, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

But something important seemed to be causing her to become increasingly upset, so when she faced that thug, she didn't explain and just brutally beat him to the ground.

"Although I was asked to join the SPW organization to hunt down Diavolo, the person Giorno and the others are hunting down is even more despicable! He actually killed so many people in Sicily... and it seems he was just a blond, blue-eyed child?... What a terrifying demon."

She glanced at the sleeping child beside her, relieved that the child wasn't that devil.

"Master! How about this? Let's test this woman to see if she's a Stand user. If she is, we'll just run away, okay? After all, Stand users will definitely pose a threat to our lives!"

Yedan wanted to argue, but he had also become a little more sober. If the other party was a Stand user and was going to oppose him, not to mention whether he could beat her, even if he could, he didn't want to hurt the woman who had stirred his heart.

Ideally, he should test her first. If the conclusion is that she is an ordinary person, he can relax, follow her, and get to know her friends.

"Fine, I accept. If you're not a Stand user, then don't stop me!"

"Yes, Master."

They woke up, got up from the sofa, and pretended to rub their eyes and yawn.

"Hmm? You're awake? What would you like to eat?"

Theresa's smile was so beautiful, like cherry blossoms blooming out of season, that it deeply touched Yedan's heart.

"Whatever, eat whatever you like. I like to eat whatever you like."

"Haha, okay."

She called over a waiter and asked what would be the best thing to eat that night.

The waiter replied that it was hot pot.

"Okay, then let's have a hot pot with two broths."

The hot pot broth consisted of red oil and white soup, and it was brought over by the waiter.

Then, the steady waiter suddenly slipped, knocking the scalding hot pot into the air. In just two seconds, the hot soup would splatter onto the waiter's face, disfiguring him.

Anyway, Satan won't help. We'll just have to see what Trish does. If she's a Stand user, she'll definitely use her Stand to help the other side.

If Trish is also a cold person, then he can pretend she didn't say anything, but Yedan believes that she wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die.

And that was indeed the case. Trish summoned a self-aware hottie, who lightly punched the waiter, then pulled the softened, limp woman towards her, thus helping the waiter out of her predicament.

Although some hot droplets still splashed onto the waiter's hands, the smaller contact area between the soft body and the hot soup effectively prevented some of the skin damage caused by the hot soup.

Even so, it still hurts.

The waitress gritted her teeth and slowly stood up from the table. She didn't know what had happened, but she kept apologizing to the two of them and asking if they were hurt.

"It's okay, we're fine. You should rest for a while."

"Okay, thank you. I'll call another waiter to clean it up..."

After the waiter left, the two remained silent for a while.

Trish knew this might frighten the boy, making him afraid that she was a fairy with strange powers.

In fact, he was genuinely afraid, and this fear wasn't just superficial.

"Sister, sister, what just happened?"

He was just pretending to be crazy, as if the strange things that had just happened had not caught his attention.

"No, no, the waiter just slipped and fell..."

Trish didn't want the other person to ask any more questions, and the other person didn't have that idea either.

"As expected, Master, the woman you've fallen for is no innocent victim. See that? That's her double, a double who looks almost exactly like her!"

Yedan didn't reply. He was sad, but safety was his priority.

Then the hot pot was served again. In order not to arouse any suspicion from Trish, he pretended to eat the hot pot for five minutes, eating it ravenously even though it was scalding hot.

After he finished eating, he patted his belly.

"Sister, are you waiting for your friends? When will they arrive?"

"Hmm, it'll probably take another hour... They flew in from Sicily, it's been a long journey!"

"Ah... well, I'll go now. I'll go out and see if there are any other child laborers. If not... I'll come back and check. After all, it's a conglomerate or something, and I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it..."

"It's alright, the foundation doesn't need to do anything difficult..."

Trish hesitated, unable to make a definitive judgment. She was just a newcomer to the conglomerate, which was also an organization linked to Stand users. It was rather inappropriate to let such an ordinary child join and learn about the world of Stands.

"Okay then, if you can't find it, come to my side. I'll probably be here for the next few hours."

"Yes, yes, thank you, sister, goodbye."

Yedan bowed, then walked steadily toward the door.

Once he no longer felt Trish's sympathetic gaze, he took off running like a rabbit.

"Satan...you're right, she's from the other side!"