"How do you know it's your younger brother?"
Prosciutto's golden hair appeared clear in the moonlight. He lowered his head slightly, expressionless, his gaze like a torch, and his tone filled with confidence. His voice, like a sudden clap of thunder, startled Johnson when he abruptly spoke.
He overacted. He originally meant to say 'brother' but had a slip of the tongue (meaning he spoke too fast and said something unintentionally). The main reason for this slip was that Johnson had indeed carefully considered Giorno's matter, and in his heart, he always referred to him as 'my younger brother'.
This was even more foolish than blurting out secrets in a dream.
Johnson Joffrey used the moonlight to hide his panic. He had to find a way to bluff his way through, or he was doomed. The longer the silence, the more suspicious it would become.
Johnson Joffrey had never felt time pass so quickly. He only had a fraction of a second to think; if he exceeded that, the credibility of his words would drop by eighty percent.
"Do you brothers even sense this between yourselves?!" Ghiaccio pondered for a moment before speaking, "Blood relation truly is wondrous."
"Indeed," Johnson chimed in, with a sigh, "Just by blood relation, I know he is my younger brother."
Ghiaccio, you truly are a genius. How many times have I praised you now?!
The others had nothing to say, so they all nodded, marveling at the wonder of blood relations. At this moment, Melone quickly assisted, "No wonder the Captain values relatives so much; blood relations truly are wondrous."
"Enough, Melone!" Prosciutto roared, startling Melone. "Stop talking about these things to me. If we don't get things clear, we might end up with a traitor like Bucciarati's Team. If I tolerate this, it would be irresponsible to the entire team."
"Hey…" Mista said, displeased.
Johnson hid his face in the shadows. His expressionless demeanor, combined with his passively activated villainous charm, made him somewhat unsettling.
Prosciutto was probably too cautious. Unsurprisingly, Melone and Risotto were both suspicious of me. It's just that Melone is different from Prosciutto; he's just a pervert, and a pervert's thinking is naturally incomprehensible. But Prosciutto, as a normal person, is right to be suspicious, after all, no one wants a Mista in their team.
And the current situation absolutely cannot tolerate the existence of a traitor. All members must be thoroughly understood so that they can confidently go and fight the BOSS.
But how can I explain this now?
Johnson Joffrey gently closed his crimson eyes, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and finally, he slowly opened his eyes. His crimson eyes seemed to emit a faint red glow under the moonlight. He slowly spoke, "I don't know about Giorno, but I know he must be my younger brother."
"?!"
"Because I am my father's first son, he must therefore be my younger brother." Johnson Joffrey's half-face was hidden in darkness—
"Because my father's name is Dio Brando, and he is a vampire."
Assassination Team: "!"
"What the hell?!" Ghiaccio said in disbelief, then burst out laughing, "Hahaha, what nonsense is Johnson saying? Is he joking? How can there be vampires in this world? Are you trying to make me die of laughter?"
Johnson: "…"
"You said Dio is your father?" Risotto asked in surprise.
Johnson Joffrey lowered his gaze; it seemed Risotto had already investigated matters concerning Dio, as Johnson Joffrey had initially stated that the person who killed his adoptive father was one of Dio's subordinates.
But that wouldn't stop him from continuing his story.
"Uncle," Johnson Joffrey said calmly, half his face in shadow. His skin was pale, his red eyes gleamed with an evil light, and his golden hair shone brightly.
Of course, everyone present was a villain, but this young boy, Johnson Joffrey, somehow exuded the aura of a young villain.
"This is getting interesting," Melone murmured, licking his lips with a smile. His intelligence was enough to see through everything from the start; Johnson Joffrey was no ordinary child.
He could accurately describe Babyface's ability. Although Ghiaccio trusted Johnson and would tell him everything, during their battle, he still asked Melone—'Tell me Babyface's ability'—even though he had already told Ghiaccio the ability, Ghiaccio simply couldn't remember it.
So the question was, who told him? Also, upon learning of Babyface's tracking ability, he asked if it could track parents and siblings.
At that time, he already knew of Giorno's existence.
"Uncle, the person who killed my adoptive father is indeed my biological father's enemy."
"??" What kind of family drama was this? Everyone, including Prosciutto, was stunned.
"Wait a minute! Are there really vampires in this world?" Formaggio asked, incredulously.
Johnson couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. In this world, there were not only vampires but also subterranean people, aliens, and ghosts.
Johnson Joffrey ignored their gazes and, with the rhythm of a seasoned actor, said, "That man's name is Dio Brando; he is a vampire."
"Born in the nineteenth century, he was defeated and slept at the bottom of the sea for over a hundred years before emerging. He gathered a group of subordinates in Egypt and was later defeated by Kujo Jotaro," Johnson Joffrey said calmly. "I am his son."
"And I awakened my Stand at that time, and my adoptive father was affected as a result."
"Jotaro, I know," Ghiaccio mused, rarely using his brain outside of battle or in boring situations. "It's the invincible Kujo Jotaro. They say Jotaro defeated a devil in Egypt."
Ghiaccio's eyes widened, his face a picture of exaggerated expression. "Don't tell me that devil is your dad?"
It seemed Star Platinum was indeed known worldwide, Johnson thought to himself.
"So, the Dio you told me about the day before yesterday was Dio Brando, that vampire," Risotto looked out at the sea, then said to Johnson Joffrey.
Johnson Joffrey blamed his Dio-father entirely for his adoptive father's death, but Risotto actually knew about Dio.
"Unimaginable," Prosciutto softened his tone. Now that everything was out in the open, there was nothing left to doubt. "That kind of guy actually has a child? Ah, this feeling is even more unbelievable than when I first found out the boss had a daughter."
Ghiaccio's expression became even more dramatic. His mouth slightly agape, he made a surprised sound in his throat and asked, "Then you're a vampire too?"
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One more update. Please let me know if there are any typos.