Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

"Alright, as a reward for your leniency, it's not something I can't tell you. My name is Bruno Bucciarati. The reason I'm here is because Luca was beaten to the point of near death, and the organization sent me to investigate the culprit. The culprit I found is him, Giorno Giovanna."

Daigo was immediately taken aback and looked at Giorno: "You killed someone?"

“It was an accident,” Giorno shrugged. “I warned him and didn’t lay a hand on him. He just deliberately drowned himself, like a little imp who likes to play in the water running to the beach when the tide is coming in.”

Giorno's statement that he has a clear conscience certainly carries a lot of responsibility, and he has indeed never taken a life.

Even so, Daigo was still deeply shocked.

No matter what, that's a human life! Even if it was an accident, how can you be so indifferent when a life is being lost right before your eyes?

This……

The degree of conflict between Daigo's values ​​and those of the locals was so intense that his understanding was repeatedly challenged. He opened his mouth, unable to hold back, and wanted to say something.

But before he could, Giorno glanced at the passerby who had been knocked unconscious by his fight with Bucciarati, and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, where did you come from, old woman? You don't fit in with this whole country at all."

"Although your name and appearance clearly indicate you're not a local, since you're so generous, don't you think drugs are something we should be more concerned about than a self-inflicted mafia tragedy?"

Although he would rather die than submit to Daigo's force, it would still be difficult for Giorno to deal with such a seemingly kind-hearted guy, and it would make him feel a little guilty.

So instead of resisting forcefully, we should see just how far this kind-hearted, motherly person's true nature has gone.

"poison?!"

Sure enough, after Giorno pointed this out, Daigo's pupils immediately dilated. He bent down to check on the unconscious passerby and indeed found this thing on the person, and it looked like it had already been partially used.

In that instant, Daigo's mind almost exploded.

He knew about this kind of thing; it spread around the world during World War I and World War II. After that, countries took the initiative to restrain themselves because they could distinguish between what was good and what was evil.

This also gave Director Sawai a chance to travel.

Speaking of the foundations of various countries, after Director Sawai facilitated the great unity of the world, this kind of product, which was already extremely rare in modern times and was wanted by the authorities, has completely disappeared and can no longer be found on the entire earth.

The dangers of this stuff were specifically explained during the Victory Team interview. P has the strictest internal rules, and anyone found involved in this area, whether in production, sales, or consumption, will face permanent imprisonment.

However, he saw this thing here, and the passerby who bought and absorbed it was definitely a minor. The ID card he was carrying also showed that he was only thirteen years old!

The fact that even such people can buy and enjoy these items shows that in this country, the proliferation of this type of product has spread so wildly that it is available to everyone!

"What on earth is going on? Where is the government? Where are the police? Do the officials here not care about this kind of thing? What are they doing?!"

A fierce rage appeared on Daigo's face, completely uncontrollable; even with his temper, he immediately became irritable.

The widespread petty theft and thievery is already a serious problem, but now it has sunk to this level, which is absolutely intolerable!

"You do not know?"

Giorno was surprised; this person's opposition to drugs was many times more vehement than his own.

After the initial surprise, a smile involuntarily crept onto Giorno's lips. He never expected to have such good luck today, to meet such a powerful like-minded person.

If he could persuade Daigo Madoka to join his team and plan, his chances of replacing his boss and successfully banning drug sales would greatly increase.

"That's just how Italy is. These things are all controlled by gangs. Of course, now it's the exclusive domain of the 'Passion' organization. No one else dares to try and grab these profits; anyone who did is already dead."

"As for the authorities... while their combined military equipment could indeed overwhelm 'Passion,' the organization's assassinations are impossible to prevent. Judging from Bucciarati, there are probably quite a few people with Stand abilities. For politicians, it's better to remain peaceful than to risk being assassinated to wipe out 'Passion.'"

"Besides, the money 'Passion' distributes to them every year isn't a small amount. They can make money without lifting a finger, so why should they care about the citizens? Letting 'Passion's' business thrive is all good and has no downsides."

Giorno wasn't lying; these were all facts, and he clearly saw it. Every time he stated a fact, Daigo's fists clenched, his anger rising, almost bursting forth.

It's here, it's here, it's about to arrive! The anger has been drawn out, and all that's left is to reveal the entire plan!

Giorno stood with one hand on his hip and the other pointing at Daigo, his demeanor calm and collected. He spoke with a serene yet captivating tone, revealing his ambition: "You understand now, right? This whole situation is all due to 'Passion,' and the ultimate mastermind is the boss, who controls 'Passion' and reigns supreme."

"【This city is actually like this, and this organization called Passionate has actually done this】, you must be thinking that right now, right? Then, join me, Daigo Madoka, and become my partner!"

“I want to stop the spread of drugs, at least to stop the sale of these things to children. To do that, I must take over this city. That means I must defeat the boss and become the mob superstar who reigns supreme over ‘Passion.’”

"To achieve that goal, Daigo Madoka, become my partner. You think so too, so I can use your power!"

This is an arrogant statement.

Bucciarati felt it would be difficult to achieve. Although Giorno's Stand was indeed quite powerful and he was also prepared, he was the boss, who was above countless Stand users. The boss's Stand ability was absolutely invincible.

But... if Daigo were to join, this wouldn't just be empty talk; Daigo's Stand hasn't even been released yet.

His original body is already so powerful, so how strong will his Stand be, how invincible will its ability be, and whether it will be even more invincible than Jotaro, who is said to have the ability to stop time? These are all unknowns.

Bucciarati instinctively held his breath. He also loathed the rampant use of drugs and hoped to ban them, but betraying his boss was something he absolutely could not do right now.

Therefore, even he himself didn't know whether he wanted to see Daigo Madoka join Giorno's side or not.

Daigo's answer was so surprising that he rejected both options.

"I refuse!"

Giorno was surprised by this answer: "What?"

"I said I refuse!" Daigo shouted sternly. "Giorono, if you have such intentions, then you shouldn't become the next gang leader to succeed the boss!"

"What we should do is completely dismantle all the Mafia and wake up the government of this country to take responsibility for its citizens, instead of occupying that position and being indifferent to the suffering of the people. Not just drugs, but also robbery and theft, all of them must be eradicated!"

what? !

Even with Giorno and Bucciarati's composure, they were both so shocked their jaws nearly dropped, gasped, their eyes widened, speechless for a moment. (The latest chapter has been released by Mitsuba.)

If Giorno's goal is a great undertaking, then Daigo's is pure fantasy, even more fantastical than a dream.

How can someone be so stupid? More naive and innocent than a three-year-old.

"It's not even 'we,' it's 'me.'"

Daigo continued, "Giorono, how old are you now?"

His aura was so overwhelmingly righteous that Giorno unconsciously answered, "...Fifteen years old."

"Then what you should do next is not to come with me to punish evil and uphold justice, but to go home and study hard."

stretch!

Giorno really couldn't have foreseen this. Not only did his plan seem petty and clumsy, but later on, the other party even restricted his participation, forcing him to go to school like his peers from ordinary families.

Wait, what kind of development is this? They've completely turned the tables on us!

"Aren't you being far too confident in yourself, or are you looking down on me?"

Giorno was stunned. He had previously wanted to defeat the boss and take his place, but that was because he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could do it alone. He wanted to find companions. But now, Daigo Madoka was going to fire him, his capable and strong ally.

Yuan Dagu, are you awake? Don't end up being minced into meat sauce by your boss and then I have to collect your corpse and sweep your grave, right?

Daigo slowly shook his head: "I don't mean to look down on you, Giorno, but this is not something you should do. I am enough on my own."

During his journey through the turbulent flow of time, in addition to seeing two futures, he also saw some fragmented scenes, including the moment when the Qijiela flower bloomed. At that time, he saw it, and Youlian spoke of it.

Ultraman doesn't interfere with human choices, but he's different because he is both light and human.

Since Yuzare, who lived through an era with the Giants of Light in the ancient times, has said so, then it's not a problem for Daigo to use Tiga's power to interfere with the choices of the Italian government and the mafia, right?

This is not arrogance stemming from overconfidence.

He had just experienced the so-called Stand. Steel Fingers could cut zippers off anything it touched, and Gold Experience could grant enemies an excessive amount of life force compared to normal humans. If he weren't Tiga's human form, he might have had his soul leave his body because of it.

Furthermore, the Gold Experience's abilities seem to extend beyond this, which is truly remarkable.

Steel Fingers' fists are also very powerful, and he is already capable of fighting against ordinary, unarmed, life-sized crowmen.

These are all really impressive.

But that's where it ends.

Although the so-called Stands have different mechanisms, they are not a threat in the face of absolute numerical values.

Daigo looked down at his left hand. During the fight, he hadn't known about the Steel Fingers' abilities at first, which resulted in a zipper being cut on his hand.

At some point, without his own awareness, he passively used a new ability he had learned after experiencing the spacetime turbulence, using Tiga's power to eliminate the influence of the Steel Fingers on his hand, restoring his left hand to its original state and removing the zipper.

This demonstrates that Tiga's power is effective against these bizarre and varied mechanisms.

Compared to monsters, enemies like Stands are much easier to deal with. Even though the internal injuries he sustained from Gatanothor were still quite severe after receiving the life force gifted by Gold Experience, which is very strong for humans, he still had no problem dealing with a few Stand users.

"No, this is too..."

Giorno certainly couldn't accept this arrangement and wanted to object, but for some reason, it seemed to be a coincidence, just as he was about to step forward to argue with Daigo, he suddenly slipped and stumbled, accidentally hitting Bucciarati on the side.

Bucciarati was so struck by the punch that his soul left his body, and he didn't even realize what had happened until Daigo walked up and used some kind of ability to bring his soul back.

Bucciarati was completely speechless: "Giorono, you bastard..."

"It was an accident, purely an accident," Giorno said innocently, raising his hand.

At the same time, Giorno felt a scene flash through his mind, as if he had seen the Mandela Effect. He suddenly felt as if he had already punched Bucciarati.

No, that's not right... Rather than saying it's already happened, it's more like I was destined to land this punch on Bucciarati?

This indescribable feeling, almost like destiny, made Giorno frown, but the feeling was fleeting, and Giorno forgot about it in an instant before he could even find a reason to frown.

Feeling like he'd missed something, Giorno looked up and saw Bucciarati with a similar expression to his own.

But when he opened his mouth to say something, he couldn't say anything. He didn't know what he wanted to say, nor did he know what was wrong with Bucciarati's expression. Both his and Bucciarati's expressions had returned to normal.

Daigo also vaguely sensed a slight unease, but he also

All I could do was wonder, "What's wrong with you guys?"

Although it was a low-probability event, it was not impossible, and Giorno's punch to Bucciarati did not cause any adverse consequences, so it was a happy ending for everyone.

So, there's really nothing to delve into here?

The entire objective world seems to be filled with this atmosphere.

A little confused, Giorno sensed something was off, but couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. He temporarily dismissed this fleeting feeling of unease and turned to say, "It's alright. Anyway, I've been wanting to resolve 'Passion' for much longer than you have."

"First come, first served. If you want to expel me from the entire plan, I will never agree to it. Even a stray dog ​​with a broken leg on the roadside will guard its bones, let alone me, Giorno Giovanna. If you insist, then you will be my enemy, Daigo Madoka!"

Upon hearing this, Bucciarati blurted out, "In any case, let's go see my team first before we discuss anything else."

Daigo looked up with a simple and honest expression. What did this have to do with the team? Did Bucciarati want to use his team to help support the change of this country?

Even so, the logic seems a bit off.

But Giorno didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and nodded directly, asking the three of them to go and meet with Bucciarati's team on the spot.

It was as if this was something that absolutely had to be done, something that couldn't be avoided.

Daigo had no choice but to chase after him, and in his heart, a strange sense of disharmony grew stronger and stronger.