"Why do you want to save us?"

"We almost killed your enemy several times!"

"indeed."

"From the murderous intention you showed to me, it is not worth regretting to die even if you die because of the whole body of the virus."

Giorno's voice was still calm, his eyes were clear as water: "But"

He looked at Fuge and Nalanga with these bright and bright eyes, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"You have also mentioned the name 'Bugalati' before, obviously, you are his companions."

“I need to ask this man for help for some unexplainable reason.”

"but"

Giorno said another one, however:

"Bugalati is not that important in my heart. I will not make a good intention just because of a name."

"It is you who really made me choose to save you."

"To be precise, this guy who plays with the plane has an instinct, an instinct that his body has moved on its own before his brain thinks."

"A guy with this instinct, no matter what his identity or position, he will not be a too bad guy."

“So, it gave me a sense of intuition”

He walked up and slowly stretched out his hand:

"Naranga, Fuge."
Chapter completed!