Even when bathing, keep the gun out of reach. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is put in a basket with the clothes that have been removed, and the water heater is still working, but the girl doesn't care much about cold water and hot water most of the time. Except for the desperate desire to take a hot bath after returning from the North Pole. The outrageously cold place almost stopped her blood flow completely, the body surface temperature was only in her twenties, and her heart rate was low, and the doctors would definitely think she was dead if she went to the hospital.

Unlike the legendary 'Vampire', she also prefers warm places and sunbathing. Just as she's a human outlier, she's definitely an outlier among the vampires.

Unfastened her braids, unscrewed the faucet, and the cold water hit her fair skin, and the girl couldn't help but sigh. The beginning of it all, the book of "DIO"... Is this something that affects her when she doesn't know it? After all, it is not something she can rely on, but a creation from the second generation of "DIO". According to Sean, this thing was born for 'a certain plan'. But the initiator of everything no longer knows where she has gone, and in the message given to her by the second generation of "DIO", the only thing Dior knows is that she has become a real "eternal" and a unique "monster".

As long as you're under this blue sky, I'll be by your side... When he came back to his senses, Dio realized that he had been stunned for a while. Turn off the faucet, pick up a towel and wipe the water droplets on her body, most of the salutes brought are in the small town of Shevt, in addition to a large number of weapons, Dior even changes his clothes are only the pair of sling pants and shirts that are placed with the weapons that smell of gunsmoke - it's not that she didn't have some clothes ready, it's just that most of them are the more 'feminine' clothes from the time of Connor's departure, and she always feels very twisted to wear them.

Putting the gun pouch in hand, Dior pushed open the bathroom door with a bath towel. I feel like I've been not concentrating much lately, maybe I'm too tired, right? After this time, it's better to rest for a while, why don't you go and find Sixteen Nights, she guesses that she has already arrived in Japan. With that in mind, Dio walked out of the bathroom and walked to the living room in deep thought. The thinking girl didn't notice the frightened acquaintance who had just walked up the stairs, and he was sticking to the wall with a frightened face for fear that Dio would turn his head and shoot him down, and watched Dio come to him, while the girl didn't realize it.

After a while, the girl who had already walked a few steps reacted, and she slowly pulled out the Colt python that had accompanied her for many years from the pouch, slowly turned around, and aimed at him. After the two looked at each other for a long time, the young man swallowed his saliva, his eyes didn't even dare to carry a trace of 'blasphemy', and he said with a trembling voice:

“... Long time no see. ”

"ARE YOU WANTED/DISSATISFIED ENOUGH TO SPY ON YOUR OWN SISTER IN THE BATH, JOJO, HOW DID YOU GET IN?"

Dior's face was calm, and there was no trace of anger or shyness. However, John knew very well that when Dio made such an expression, it proved that she was about to explode, and as long as the blonde girl did not smile, it was extremely dangerous, which meant that she had not lifted her hostility. Just like an old cat, when it comes to something hostile, it will first stare calmly with an almost murderous gaze until the other party makes a move. Of course, it is too docile to describe a cat, she is another feline that is far more vicious than that cute animal.

Just when John thought he would be shot in the next moment, Dio sighed, put away his gun, left him aside, and ran into the bedroom in small steps. John finally breathed a sigh of relief, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, slumped on the ground, and almost died, maybe Dio was in a good mood, so he didn't shoot him down.

In his memory, there was a time when Dio was watching him 'fight in the ring' with the little kids in the town, one of the little kids tried to steal Dior's gun, but was hit in the jaw by Dior with an uppercut punch, a comminuted fracture of the jaw, a concussion and a lot of missing teeth, with the level of medical care at the time, that person could only spend his entire life in bed, and he could only eat liquids, and until now even talking is a problem. It took a lot of effort to deal with this matter, but after all, it was a 'crime' for them to gather a crowd to fight, so there was no big problem.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Sherlock peeked down the stairs, only to see John slumped on the floor, froze for a moment, and then touched his chin and walked up the stairs, "Looks like you don't need to say it, right?

“... Nothing has changed. John replied subconsciously.

After all, it is a figure that does not have much sense of disobedience in men's clothes. Sherlock looked at the 'brother' who collapsed to the ground in fear as the terrible guy of Dio, and she began to wonder how this man had survived so many years under the coercion of Dio, but the playful detective gave the detective a thumbs up, pushed the door and walked into Dio's bedroom without John knowing why.

What followed was a violent gunshot, John trembled, it is conceivable that now Dior must have pulled out his gun without hesitation, and shot accurately from his ear, hand, and foot to shoot all the bullets in succession, and he did not hurt the person who pushed the door in. This is something that often happens when she loses her temper, and John is not worried about Sherlock's life or death. There are a lot of bullet holes on the floor, on the door panel.

"Hey, what's the matter with your scared kitten-like state?" Sherlock didn't seem to be at all intimidated by Dior's 'bluff'.

Sherlock then closed the door with his backhand, leaving John alone and standing outside.

"Don't you know what personal privacy is? Get out of here, I'm not familiar with you. Dior was also 'calm' and took out the bullet from the trunk and reloaded.

"Well, is that John Connor? I think he's a little white-faced, unexpectedly a nice man," Sherlock sat on the bed with a big grin, shaking his head, "Why? don't you change into a nice dress?"

"I THOUGHT YOU KNEW EVERYTHING," DIO STIFFLY PUT HIS SHIRT ON, "YOU SHOULD UNDERSTAND THAT IT DIDN'T COME TO THAT POINT, AND TO ME JOJO WAS JUST "THE ELDEST SON OF THE CONNORS". I'm not interested in the guy who has estrus with his titular sister every day, and besides, you asked him to come up, right?"

"Isn't that interesting? All kinds of unexpected events always bring a different color to life, and I think that's the most important part of life. ”

Doing so is tantamount to perdition, Sherlock took off his deer-hunting hat and buttoned it on the head of Dio, who was changing clothes, and laughed sneeringly. Changing clothes in front of Sherlock was not out of 'trust', but that this person, who symbolized the British detective order, would never have attacked her at such a time.

"You can see that you are a mess of feelings, for some reason you are rejecting your past, you want to start a new life but you don't know how to start, you can't get rid of the shackles of the past, you carry a gun all the time, you are just a poor little girl who is insecure, my dear Dio Connor. Think about it, if it wasn't John Connor but someone else, would you shoot it?"

"It's not an analogy, as long as shooting causes a series of problems and the other person doesn't make any special moves, I won't shoot. So, how do you feel about Watson?"

"Please, my dear servants are married," Sherlock nodded slightly, "of course, I will care about him, and I will be very sad if he dies." ”

Dio threw the deer-hunting hat back to Sherlock and looked at himself in the mirror. It looked so bad, Dior, who had never paid attention to his image, held his mouth and shook his head.

"You're probably right, I need some new clothes - after this incident. ”

"Look, your taste in dress is terrible. ”

"I will return this sentence to you as it is. ”

Two girls who like to smoke and wear shirts and trousers, and whose interests are extremely out-of-the-way, have a wonderful sense of common feeling in some places. These two people are obviously completely incompatible in terms of personality, way of doing things, or values, and it can even be said that in addition to their feelings and way of doing things, other aspects are completely two sides of the coin. Straightforward, frivolous, conceited, seemingly business-like smile without a hint of concern for the people around her, but in fact outspoken about her feelings and facing her fears, she may be the 'one who stands on top of the world'.

After changing her clothes, Dio breathed a sigh of relief, and she hung the gun on her body as usual, and put the dagger away. She looked at Sherlock and asked with great seriousness:

"Do you think you're special?"

"Of course, Britain would be dead without me. Sherlock replied with his pipe in his mouth, cocking his legs without hesitation.

"Have you ever seen a ghost or a demon or anything like that?" Dior asked with a slight smile.

"If you count the raven, then I've seen quite a few. ”

"Are you religious?"

"Anglicanism, isn't that a matter of course?"

"Do you believe that there is anything like a god in the world?"

"Is this a question to ask the Puritans?"

Sure enough, she was a completely different person from herself. The M500 was taken out of the case, and the huge silver firearm flew around Dior's fingertips.

"Let's go, it's time for the mission to begin. ”