After the sunset, at the Joestar residence.
Fang Mo was sitting at the dining table with Ah Xue, sharing dinner with the Joestar father and son.
"Never thought that after we parted that day, we wouldn't see each other again until twelve years later."
Sitting at the head of the table, George Joestar's every move was full of a gentle yet dignified demeanor, "Mr. Steve, you really haven't changed at all over these years. Unlike me, my energy isn't what it used to be."
"When you reach middle age, you have no choice but to try soaking wolf berries in your cup," Fang Mo said as he leisurely cut his steak, also responding with a smile, "If you think wolf berries won't do, maybe you can try becoming a JO-level creature?"
"What is that?"
George Joestar looked visibly startled.
"Something like an evil spirit? Or perhaps a demon?" Fang Mo put a piece of beef into his mouth, and it must be said that the Joestar family's chef was quite skilled—the steak was juicy and delicious, perfectly paired with the spicy fragrance of pepper, really making one not want to stop chewing, "In any case... it's a monster that surpasses humans."
"Haha, so many years have passed, and I didn't expect Mr. Steve to still enjoy making jokes."
George Joestar shook his head with a smile, "By the way, Mr. Steve, what brings you back so suddenly this time?"
"I don't really have any business," Fang Mo chewed his meat as he spoke, "Just came back from a simple journey and wanted to say hello to you all, and incidentally see if Jo... Jonathan has any talent for practicing magic."
"Then thank you for taking the trouble, Mr. Steve."
Upon hearing this, George Joestar immediately said thanks, "Jojo, quickly thank Mr. Steve... Huh? Jojo?"
Noticing that his son wasn't responding, George Joestar turned to look at him.
Upon doing so, he found that his son was actually voraciously devouring the steak. Whether it was that the beef was too delicious or the chef was too skilled, all of Jonathan's attention was on the steak. He stuffed three pieces of beef into his mouth in one go, then immediately grabbed the goblet and gulped down the grape juice.
"Jojo, what are you doing?"
George Joestar was stunned when he saw this but quickly regained his composure and shouted sternly, "You have no table manners at all! Can you even be called a gentleman like this?"
After saying this, he directly ordered the butler behind him, "Take away Jojo's tableware; he's not allowed to eat anymore!"
"What? Uh...?"
Jonathan was about to apologize when he heard his father's words and was completely stunned.
"With esteemed guests present, your table manners are so disgraceful. As your father, I'm ashamed of your behavior." George Joestar first waved his hand and then stood up, looking apologetically at Fang Mo. "Mr. Steve, please forgive my poor parenting that has made you laugh."
"Ah, it's fine, we're all family here, no need to be so serious."
Fang Mo waved his hand carelessly, "In my hometown, there's an old saying: a son eats his father out of house and home... It's a blessing that the child can eat. Jojo is in his growing phase, absorbing more nutrients will be good for him."
After saying this, Fang Mo magically pulled out a piece of bread and happily handed it to Jonathan.
"Come, Jojo, eat the bread."
Jonathan was already stunned and subconsciously took the bread.
"Mr. Steve, I understand the principle," George Joestar sighed helplessly, "It's just that Jojo... I hope he grows up to be an upright, kind, and gentlemanly man, so I sometimes discipline him strictly."
"Don't worry, he will grow into the person you hope for."
Fang Mo smiled, "Actually, Jojo is quite sensible, he's just young. Old George, you should also try trusting your child sometimes."
"Alright."
George Joestar sighed and sat back down. "Jojo, aren't you going to thank Mr. Steve?"
"Mr. Steve, thank you."
Jonathan, reminded by his father, came back to his senses. First, he looked gratefully at Fang Mo, and then said to his father, "Um... Father, I'm sorry for my behavior, I'll be careful next time."
"Alright, alright, continue eating."
Fang Mo waved his hand with a smile, not caring about such matters at all. "Speaking of Jojo's magical talent, I plan to test him out after dinner. If there's no problem, he'll probably start spending some time learning magic with me from tomorrow."
"No problem."
George Joestar nodded at first, but then seemed to remember something and showed a somewhat awkward expression. "Um, Mr. Steve..."
"What's the matter?"
Fang Mo looked at him a bit strangely.
"Do you know Mr. Dario Brando?" George Joestar said. "I just received news that Mr. Dario... passed away yesterday."
"Oh, big news indeed."
Hearing this, Fang Mo instantly understood. "So he entrusted his son, Dio Brando, to you?"
"Correct."
George Joestar sighed and said, "I heard that Dario got a large sum of money from somewhere. I was happy for him, but he got addicted to gambling and drinking. He said in the letter that he lost his entire fortune, contracted a severe disease, and his wife also died, so he hoped that I could take in his son Dio until he comes of age."
"Gambling?"
Fang Mo nodded thoughtfully. All he could say was that the power of fate in Jojo is really something. Dario took such a big piece of gold from him and still couldn't escape a fate of illness and death.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Mo could only sigh, "Ah, gambling and addiction really harm people. True happiness is more about... looking at memes on the internet."
"Perhaps Dario had his own reasons," George Joestar's expression was somewhat helpless. "But like you, he also saved my life. As a gentleman, I can't refuse his dying wish."
"Mmm... I see."
Fang Mo understood what the other was trying to say after hearing this.
Based on the current point in time, Dio Brando is estimated to come over in a few days, staying with the Joestar family until he reaches adulthood, as Dario has passed away and George Joestar's son, JoJo, is 12 years old.
About Dio Brando staying with them, George Joestar had actually forgotten. But when Fang Mo mentioned learning magic for the second time, he remembered that his own son went to study magic while Dio, who was staying with them, couldn't study it. Wouldn't that be unfair? George is a genuinely kind gentleman, and he didn't want this to happen.
However, he couldn't ask Fang Mo to teach Dio along with JoJo; his gentlemanly spirit wouldn't allow him to make such a difficult request.
Confirming what Fang Mo had guessed, George Joestar soon took the initiative and said, "Mr. Steve, I have an awkward favor to ask."
"Go on," Fang Mo nodded.
"Asking you to either give up teaching JoJo or to teach Dio along with him would be unfair. I'm too ashamed to ask," George Joestar sincerely said, "But I also don't want to keep this from Dio, so after much thought, I've decided..."
Before George could finish, Fang Mo suddenly laughed.
"Ah, it's just this little thing?"
Fang Mo waved his hand, "I thought you were asking me to come out of retirement to help you unify Europe. This is nothing. I can teach that kid called Dio as well."
"Mr. Steve, please...don't force yourself," George Joestar lowered his head, "If you change your mind because of me, I'd feel extremely guilty."
"Old George, you're overthinking it," Fang Mo comforted him, "Rest assured, teaching both JoJo and Dio would actually make me happy. Two kids competing and growing together is what I'm looking for."
"Is that so?"
After hearing Fang Mo's words, George Joestar finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, thank you so much, Mr. Steve. If there's anything you need, please feel free to ask."
"Something I need... let me think," Fang Mo stroked his chin, "Ah, yes, when is Dio supposed to arrive?"
"Tomorrow morning."
George Joestar said,
"Oh, I see." Fang Mo nodded, "In that case, after dinner let Jojo come with me for a bit. I'll give him a quick physical check-up to see what his talents are like."
"No problem."
George Joestar nodded, then turned to Jonathan and said, "Jojo, did you hear that?"
"I heard, father."
This time Jonathan was smarter and didn't gobble down his food. He promptly nodded and said, "I will cooperate with Mr. Steve..."
After finishing the important discussion, everyone finally started to enjoy their dinner.
After all, it was beef produced by MC, and with the chef's meticulous cooking, even the serious George couldn't stop praising today's steak, thanking Fang Mo for bringing such delicious ingredients.
Before long, dinner was finished.
Fang Mo also gestured to Jonathan, "Jojo, come with me."
"Alright, Mr. Steve."
Jonathan knew that he was going to learn magic, and he was visibly excited. He quickly ran over and asked, "Where are we going?"
"It doesn't matter where, just call your dog over," Fang Mo said.
"Eh?" Jonathan was stunned, "Mr. Steve, are you talking about Danny?"
"Yes, I have something to say to him," Fang Mo said seriously.
"..."
Jonathan paused for a moment, seemingly weighing the truth of the statement, but thinking about how the man in front of him was a mysterious wizard, he finally turned his head and whistled, "Danny!"
Soon, a large dog covered in spots ran over.
To be honest, this dog is not good-looking, and even resembles a pirate dog a bit. Due to being recently frightened by an Ender Dragon, it's a bit timid now and keeps its tail between its legs, not daring to come closer.
However, upon seeing this dog, Fang Mo revealed a pleased smile.
He took a golden apple out from his pocket and slowly squatted down, teasing the dog in front of him, "Zhe zhe zhe..."
"?"
Danny tilted his head, seemingly a bit confused about Fang Mo's intentions.
But the next second, Fang Mo had a thought, and his stand Steve appeared behind Danny, picking up a bone and furiously right-clicking it. Very quickly, a bunch of red hearts appeared over the dog.
"Come, come, come, Danny."
Fang Mo waved to the dog with a smile. Because its affection level was maxed, the dog obediently walked over.
"Come."
Fang Mo put the golden apple on the ground, "Eat this."
"Woof!"
Danny barked once, then sniffed the golden apple. Not knowing what it smelled, it quickly began to gnaw on it, devouring the apple entirely in a blink of an eye.
After eating the apple, Danny's attitude towards Fang Mo became even friendlier, happily sticking out its tongue.
"Good boy."
Fang Mo also happily patted the dog's head, then said, "Remember, we humans are friends of animals and won't harm you. If anyone dares to kick you, then they are your enemy."
"When you encounter an enemy, don't be afraid, just go and bite them."
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