JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 125 I am the Emperor

"No, no... Master... Actually, I am still here, inside your body... The shadow also belongs to your body, but this is to suppress... that old man who is not actually dead... so I will always hide in the shadow..."

The spider's mouth seemed to be not very flexible, and its speech was very incoherent, which left Chen Miaowen helpless. He looked at the spider's eyes at his feet and questioned it.

"So...you were lying to me when you said the old man was dead?"

"No, no... I was afraid you'd worry, Master..."

Jia Zhuzai's intention was simply to make Chen Miaowen happy upon hearing the news of the old man's death, so that he would praise him without reservation.

However, Chen naturally discovered her thoughts.

"So you mean you have to stay in the shadows and keep the old man under control, otherwise I'll be controlled again?"

Yes, yes.

"What does that have to do with the fact that you can speak?"

"Perhaps, perhaps it's because of that black thing... Master, I'm wearing it now... If I don't wear it, the old man might take it away..."

"what?"

Chen Miaowen crouched down, carefully examining the shadow, and asked, seemingly teasing but actually serious, "With so many eyes, how do you wear sunglasses? And why can't I see anything but your eyes?"

"Master... I have ears, I just need to hang this on my ears... that will do, but it won't cover my eyes. As for why you didn't see it, I'm not quite sure..."

The spider's voice grew softer and softer; it knew its eyes were disgusting and didn't want to talk about this serious injury.

"Oh...don't call me master, it feels weird. Just call me Chen."

"No...no."

"Okay, quiet down."

Chen looked at Pu's clones again and found that they were all a bit tired, but that bartender still refused to come down.

"Take it back, I quit."

Chen stamped the still-wet blood on his feet and walked up the stairs.

Meanwhile, the clones fighting in the ship's cabin received orders and vanished instantly. Before disappearing, the original clone said...

"I'm going back now. Now you dare come down, right? If you don't, you're a damn old codger!"

The bartender remained silent, his lips curving into a straight line.

He watched the disappearing clones, resting his chin on his hand in deep thought.

Then he saw the cabin door be turned open, and the complete Chen Miaowen reappeared in front of him.

"Hello there."

"."

The two stared at each other from a distance of more than ten meters, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Chen didn't want to talk to the bartender in the first place, and when he did, it was all nonsense, rambling on and on, and he just wasn't willing to leave the stage.

However, he still had doubts.

Why ask me that kind of question?

"curious."

"Sir, since you're so curious, could you please end this fight? Can't you just stop? I won't chop off your hands or feet; at most, I'll just knock you out. It's negotiable, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry, sir, it's not because I'm afraid, but... I can't get down."

The bartender finally had no choice but to tell the truth, even kicking the invisible barrier with his foot. He had been refusing to say a word before, only laughing.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? If we can't come down, then there'll never be a winner, right? What's the point of the party then?"

"I don't know... I said it was my first time participating, and suddenly the Emperor acknowledged it in my mind... I couldn't participate before because I was protected by this barrier... Maybe, maybe there will be two winners? That's not impossible."

"What throne can be jointly inherited by two people? Do you think there's a position for an empress? Do you think you'll be the empress?"

Chen paused, then stared at the bartender, a look that made him feel somewhat intimidated.

"You're saying that at that moment, the Emperor appeared in your mind? But I didn't see anything..."

"...After all, it's just in my mind."

The bartender turned his head away, seemingly regretting his words.

"Then let's just wait it out. If you can't come down, then don't come down! I need to go out for some fresh air."

Chen never looked down; his head was almost always held high, as if he were looking down at people.

He also stuffed some papers into his nostrils in an attempt to block out the smell of blood before he entered the hatch, but it didn't really work, so the smell of blood was still very strong and he couldn't hold out for long.

"Ugh... the ship's cabin is a battlefield and an apocalypse... it's disgusting."

Chen walked out of the cabin, and closed the cabin door behind him to avoid polluting the air.

His hair was disheveled by the sea breeze, and he forcefully blew the tissue out of his nose.

"Most of this was done by your twisted self, even if you don't admit it... it's still a fact."

Diablo couldn't stand his slump to the core, and his words were even harsher than before.

"And you look like you're dead right now."

"..."

Chen ignored it because he saw the woman sitting on the deck surrounded by a pile of cigarette butts.

"Ah...you're out? That's amazing..."

The woman never looked directly at Chen, because she kept her head up at the sky, just like Chen had before, and probably only caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye.

Add to that the pile of cigarette butts around her, and if it was all her doing, calling her a drug addict wouldn't be an exaggeration; if there were a few bottles of beer nearby to complement the scene, Chen Miaowen could laugh and say, "Look... Boss, that's what a deadbeat looks like."

"Uh... I also think I'm pretty good. I took down the Shadow all by myself. I'm actually a genius."

Chen didn't have much to say about this woman. He should probably thank her for giving him a pair of sunglasses that he had accidentally left between the first and second floors of the stairs, which might help him.

Since there was no hostility and her personality was no longer twisted, Chen sat down next to her as if they were old friends, wanting to chat about everyday things, such as...

Why do you like bartenders?

"Why? Because he's handsome. And why? Don't you like beautiful women?"

Chen paused for a moment, then said, "I don't have anyone I like."

"Then you really are quite pitiful."

That's all for now. Chen had originally wanted to probe Huang's history or abilities by chatting about everyday things... but women are smarter. Her eyelids under her sunglasses didn't even twitch at this inexplicable question. She finished talking in one sentence, and the conversation fell silent.

"well..."

Chen returned to his previous position and used the "pistol" to hold the captain hostage. Then he suddenly realized that the filth under his feet was gone.

"Where's the captain? Was he cleaning up just now?"

"have no idea..."

Suddenly, the ship shook violently, like an earthquake, or rather, a "sea" tremor, similar to the feeling of being hit by a giant whale.

But when Chen looked down at the sea, the wind that had been blowing was gone, let alone the raging waves crashing against the old ship.

"What happened?"

Chen turned around and saw the captain, who had suddenly come this way again, but had taken off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of captivating golden eyes.

However, these golden eyes were different; they didn't shine like a flashlight like that woman's.

Why?

Chen Ziran looked down and found that the woman had also taken off her sunglasses, and her golden eyes were also staring at him, the flashing light stinging Chen's eyes.

Finally, he even noticed that there were people on the other side of the cabin—no, they were human pigs crawling out with their chins on the ground, their tongues sticking out long, with sunglasses hanging from the tip of their tongues…and they also had pairs of golden eyes.

The bartender was the same; he no longer wore a smile after taking off his sunglasses.

...It seems that everyone's golden eyes are different, with varying sizes of light emitted, and some even not emitting any light at all, resembling yellow stickers on the pupils.

But what they had in common was that they both opened their mouths and spoke in the same rough, gruff voices.

"Hello, we are the Emperor."