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As giorno was walking with two bag in his hand full of different kind of things.. he suddenly stops in front of the man. He looks at him and frowns a bit. His vibes was off.

Lorenzo Mancini. He was a slippery man, he managed to escape the purge of all the drug sellers when Giorno came into power by escaping to France for a couple months but now he was back, selling drugs and livings in Naples.

Giorno was in Naples , just walking on the street as he was looking around him. He was buying what Pierrette told him too. Some make-up , some candies... she wanted to have a sleep over and Giorno couldn't say no.

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Lorenzo Mancini. He was a slippery man, he managed to escape the purge of all the drug sellers when Giorno came into power by escaping to France for a couple months but now he was back, selling drugs and livings in Naples.

Giorno was in Naples , just walking on the street as he was looking around him. He was buying what Pierrette told him too. Some make-up , some candies... she wanted to have a sleep over and Giorno couldn't say no.

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"I do trust you. I'm still a bit precocious but , You're okay." After Giorno hears Saburo's worries he looks toward him and smiles. "Don't you worry about that. I know it's hard since you helped us and now you're being hunted down by.. these people.. But they won't do anything as long as I'm here. They're rather scared of me. I already killed all of their friends who were trying to takes me down." He was still walking , looking also around him too.

"Well, isn't that interesting, hm?" Saburo asked as he scrolled through the computer. His gambit had paid off... The old boss was dead, all of La Squadra Esecuzione were dead, his safety guaranteed. "Guess I backed the winning side after all." He shrugged. Ever since their mission to deliver Trish, Team Bucciarati had secret help. Random gifts, usually useful items to their situation or sometimes information they needed. An anonymous angel, likely a Stand User. This help only increased after they betrayed Diavolo, but their identity was a mystery. Those of the people left at Sistemi Informatici had experienced a massive data loss, files were missing. But he could be found, and rewarded... Even if he didn't fight directly, he proved very useful.

It was a quiet day , even if it was rainy one. The sound of the rain on Giorno's umbrella was quit pleasant. The don was walking alone toward what looked like an apartment. Now that he is the Don , Giorno had eyes and ears everywhere and knew almost everything he needed too. But for this one , it was bucciaratti himself who taught him , when he was alive of course. During all their mission , his mission they had help , a lot of useful informations , that helped a lot. He never had the time to thank the person that helped with all of this mess. He knew where he lived. He had to walk all the way to his mansion but , it was not really a problem for him. He don't really have time to go out and walks anyways. As Giorno was in front of the door , he was unsure. Maybe nobody was here anymore , maybe they flew.. or maybe they're just dead. He finally knock at the door and wait for an answer.

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"Hum.. Why do you have garb-.. uh.. this in your pocket..?"

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"Of course I will. You don't really have any money , do you ?"

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"Well then. I guess we should go out and get some.. ice cream sometimes , right ?"

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"Is it a bad thing ?" Giorno smiles as he pinch Pierrette's cheek. This movement was.. unexpected even for Giorno but.. he felt comfortable with Pierrette, like they were related.

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"I don't need to go out ! I'm good here !"

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"Your stand ability.. Well , it's seems to be a very interessant one. I can't wait to know more about it. And about you too. I only know that you were helping us because Bucciaratti told me." Giorno opens his umbrella back and smiles as he invite Saburo to join him under it. "We shall go now then. You can think about it during our little walk to my mansion."

"Well, isn't that interesting, hm?" Saburo asked as he scrolled through the computer. His gambit had paid off... The old boss was dead, all of La Squadra Esecuzione were dead, his safety guaranteed. "Guess I backed the winning side after all." He shrugged. Ever since their mission to deliver Trish, Team Bucciarati had secret help. Random gifts, usually useful items to their situation or sometimes information they needed. An anonymous angel, likely a Stand User. This help only increased after they betrayed Diavolo, but their identity was a mystery. Those of the people left at Sistemi Informatici had experienced a massive data loss, files were missing. But he could be found, and rewarded... Even if he didn't fight directly, he proved very useful.

It was a quiet day , even if it was rainy one. The sound of the rain on Giorno's umbrella was quit pleasant. The don was walking alone toward what looked like an apartment. Now that he is the Don , Giorno had eyes and ears everywhere and knew almost everything he needed too. But for this one , it was bucciaratti himself who taught him , when he was alive of course. During all their mission , his mission they had help , a lot of useful informations , that helped a lot. He never had the time to thank the person that helped with all of this mess. He knew where he lived. He had to walk all the way to his mansion but , it was not really a problem for him. He don't really have time to go out and walks anyways. As Giorno was in front of the door , he was unsure. Maybe nobody was here anymore , maybe they flew.. or maybe they're just dead. He finally knock at the door and wait for an answer.

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"Mhh.. I have some doubt I must say..."

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"You've done a lot of research on this, haven't you?" (From my side blog @speedsterredhead )

Giorno jumps as he heard someone talk behind him. He quickly hides some paper behind his back as he looks at the person who was talking to. "Sorry.. what ? I don't see what you're talking about !"

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"You did the right thing. I think it's even more impressive that you were able to do those things from afar." Giorno smiles as he shakes Saburo's hand. "I would like to thank you. Do you wish for anything ? money ? Or maybe if you don't wish for anything , I would love to have you for dinner at my mansion. It will be safe of course."

"Well, isn't that interesting, hm?" Saburo asked as he scrolled through the computer. His gambit had paid off... The old boss was dead, all of La Squadra Esecuzione were dead, his safety guaranteed. "Guess I backed the winning side after all." He shrugged. Ever since their mission to deliver Trish, Team Bucciarati had secret help. Random gifts, usually useful items to their situation or sometimes information they needed. An anonymous angel, likely a Stand User. This help only increased after they betrayed Diavolo, but their identity was a mystery. Those of the people left at Sistemi Informatici had experienced a massive data loss, files were missing. But he could be found, and rewarded... Even if he didn't fight directly, he proved very useful.

It was a quiet day , even if it was rainy one. The sound of the rain on Giorno's umbrella was quit pleasant. The don was walking alone toward what looked like an apartment. Now that he is the Don , Giorno had eyes and ears everywhere and knew almost everything he needed too. But for this one , it was bucciaratti himself who taught him , when he was alive of course. During all their mission , his mission they had help , a lot of useful informations , that helped a lot. He never had the time to thank the person that helped with all of this mess. He knew where he lived. He had to walk all the way to his mansion but , it was not really a problem for him. He don't really have time to go out and walks anyways. As Giorno was in front of the door , he was unsure. Maybe nobody was here anymore , maybe they flew.. or maybe they're just dead. He finally knock at the door and wait for an answer.

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Giorno sits back on the chair as G.E.R disappear. "Medium ? Do you believe in this things Pierrette ?"

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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Giorno looks at Saburo as he confirm his identity. He smiles again and nods. "Nice to meet you Saburo. I'm Giorno Giovanna , but I'm sure you already know. If I'm here today , it's to thank you. You helped Bucciaratti back then with precious informations. It's also thank to you if we have succeeded. You saved Trish life and defeated Diavolo with us even if you were not with us physically." Giorno hold out his hand to Saburo.

"Well, isn't that interesting, hm?" Saburo asked as he scrolled through the computer. His gambit had paid off... The old boss was dead, all of La Squadra Esecuzione were dead, his safety guaranteed. "Guess I backed the winning side after all." He shrugged. Ever since their mission to deliver Trish, Team Bucciarati had secret help. Random gifts, usually useful items to their situation or sometimes information they needed. An anonymous angel, likely a Stand User. This help only increased after they betrayed Diavolo, but their identity was a mystery. Those of the people left at Sistemi Informatici had experienced a massive data loss, files were missing. But he could be found, and rewarded... Even if he didn't fight directly, he proved very useful.

It was a quiet day , even if it was rainy one. The sound of the rain on Giorno's umbrella was quit pleasant. The don was walking alone toward what looked like an apartment. Now that he is the Don , Giorno had eyes and ears everywhere and knew almost everything he needed too. But for this one , it was bucciaratti himself who taught him , when he was alive of course. During all their mission , his mission they had help , a lot of useful informations , that helped a lot. He never had the time to thank the person that helped with all of this mess. He knew where he lived. He had to walk all the way to his mansion but , it was not really a problem for him. He don't really have time to go out and walks anyways. As Giorno was in front of the door , he was unsure. Maybe nobody was here anymore , maybe they flew.. or maybe they're just dead. He finally knock at the door and wait for an answer.

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Giorno suddenly realize that , Pierrette couldn't see G.E.R. "Oh. It's nothing don't worry.. but please don't do that again.. or do it a bit more gently , okay ?"

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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"... Why did you just takes a bit out of me !?" Giorno looks at Pierrette as G.E.R was still staring at her.

When it's finally the morning , Giorno walks toward Pierrette's room. Even if he wanted her to leave as quickly as possible.. he asked the person who was cooking his meal to make a break fast for her too. He knocks at the door. "Miss Boulanger , break fast is ready , you should go to the living room.."

The clown girl was on the floor sleeping underneath the piles of pillows and blankets she move there the night before

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As the door opens in front of him , Giorno gently close his umbrella. He was not going to enter but.. it consider that it was some sort of respect to talk with someone without something over his head. "No need to apologize. In fact , I'm the one who's sorry for coming here without any invitation." Giorno looks at the boy , not a single hint of judgement or anything in his eyes , he was just standing here.. neutral. "Are you the man who goes by the name of Saburo ?" As he didn't wanted to come off too rude , he add a little.. smile with his words.

"Well, isn't that interesting, hm?" Saburo asked as he scrolled through the computer. His gambit had paid off... The old boss was dead, all of La Squadra Esecuzione were dead, his safety guaranteed. "Guess I backed the winning side after all." He shrugged. Ever since their mission to deliver Trish, Team Bucciarati had secret help. Random gifts, usually useful items to their situation or sometimes information they needed. An anonymous angel, likely a Stand User. This help only increased after they betrayed Diavolo, but their identity was a mystery. Those of the people left at Sistemi Informatici had experienced a massive data loss, files were missing. But he could be found, and rewarded... Even if he didn't fight directly, he proved very useful.

It was a quiet day , even if it was rainy one. The sound of the rain on Giorno's umbrella was quit pleasant. The don was walking alone toward what looked like an apartment. Now that he is the Don , Giorno had eyes and ears everywhere and knew almost everything he needed too. But for this one , it was bucciaratti himself who taught him , when he was alive of course. During all their mission , his mission they had help , a lot of useful informations , that helped a lot. He never had the time to thank the person that helped with all of this mess. He knew where he lived. He had to walk all the way to his mansion but , it was not really a problem for him. He don't really have time to go out and walks anyways. As Giorno was in front of the door , he was unsure. Maybe nobody was here anymore , maybe they flew.. or maybe they're just dead. He finally knock at the door and wait for an answer.