Dio’s Kick Helped Castrate Himself

Eight o’clock the next morning.

Fang Mo strolled leisurely to the Joestar residence, carrying a cup of ginger tea.

Jonathan Joestar had been waiting at the entrance for quite some time. He was not only waiting for Fang Mo, but also for the soon-to-arrive Dio Brando.

"Ah, Master."

Upon seeing Fang Mo, Jonathan took the initiative to greet him. "Good morning, Master. Why did you and Sister A Xue leave early last night?"

"Kids shouldn’t keep asking about grown-up matters. Ask too much, and you won’t grow taller."

Fang Mo took a sip of steaming ginger tea and said flatly, "You’re still too young to understand these things. You and Erina will understand when you’re older."

"What?"

Jonathan froze. Who was this Erina his master had mentioned?

"Has Dio arrived?"

Fang Mo could not be bothered to explain. Some things were not suitable to discuss on this website, so he simply changed the subject. "Didn’t your dad say he was coming this morning?"

"He should be here soon, right?"

Jonathan truly was innocent, and his attention was easily diverted. "Oh, right, Master. I easily finished all the tasks you assigned last night. How’s my talent for magic?"

"Hmm… about that…"

Fang Mo pondered for a moment.

To be honest, he had not watched Jonathan run at all last night. While this guy had been sprinting around the track, Fang Mo had been sprinting too. Still, he had to put on the air of a reclusive master. "More or less. As far as physical fitness goes, you barely pass."

"Ah? Only barely?"

Jonathan looked a little dejected. "I thought I would do really well…"

"Do you think magic is that easy to learn?"

Fang Mo rolled his eyes at Jonathan. "Magic means using the power of demons to manipulate the laws of nature. Once you learn it, you stand against science itself. How can you endure that without a strong body? If someone ties you to a post and burns you at the stake, you’ll just burn to death. Would that still make you a mage? No, that would make you ashes…"

"But even a strong body wouldn’t survive that, would it?"

Jonathan could not help saying.

"Look at you…"

Fang Mo had just been about to mock him when the sound of a carriage suddenly came from nearby.

The two looked over and saw a coachman driving a carriage straight toward the Joestar residence. With a pull of the reins, the carriage soon stopped in front of them.

Without a word, Fang Mo took out a bottle of invisibility potion and drank it.

"Master, it looks like Dio is here."

Jonathan had not noticed what Fang Mo was doing. When he turned around, he was completely dumbfounded. "Huh? Where did my master go?"

And at that moment.

Someone kicked open the carriage door.

Jonathan instinctively looked up, only for a suitcase to fly out of the carriage and slam onto the ground with a bang.

Soon afterward, a handsome young man in a dark blue suit jumped out. He landed in an exceptionally dashing pose, crouching slightly to absorb the impact before straightening up and sweeping his sharp gaze across everything around him.

Jonathan Joestar curiously observed the young man before him.

The other boy was about the same age and height as he was. Unlike Jonathan’s blue hair, however, this boy had dazzling blond hair and wine-red eyes. His features carried a certain heroic edge, and his skin was fair. Though he gave off an unapproachable aura, he was unexpectedly handsome.

As Jonathan observed him, he seemed to be observing Jonathan as well.

However, his expression did not seem very friendly. Though the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Jonathan somehow felt it was mockery rather than a friendly smile.

After thinking about it, Jonathan decided to greet him first, like a gentleman.

"You’re Dio Brando, right?"

Jonathan asked warmly.

"That’s right." Dio put both hands in his pockets and stared at Jonathan with an aggressive gaze. "Then you must be Jonathan Joestar, correct?"

"Everyone calls me JoJo. Please take care of me from now on."

Jonathan said with a smile.

"Woof!"

At that moment, a dog barked from nearby. Both boys were drawn by the sound and turned to look, only to see Danny the hound happily wagging his tail as he ran toward them.

"Haha, Danny."

Jonathan happily crouched down, wanting to play with his beloved dog. He also introduced him to Dio. "Let me introduce him. He’s my beloved dog, Danny. Don’t worry, Danny never bites people."

"Tch…"

However, Dio looked at the approaching Danny with a disgusted, contemptuous expression.

The next second, before Jonathan could react, Dio suddenly moved. Just as Danny pounced over, Dio forcefully raised his foot and kicked him in the head.

Dio was wearing tall leather boots. The instant that kick landed, Danny let out a howl.

"Woof… aargh!?"

"What are you doing!?" Jonathan was stunned as well. He immediately clenched his fists in anger. "You bastard… I won’t forgive you!"

But before Jonathan could do anything.

Danny, who had been kicked away, suddenly got back up from the ground.

Dio’s heavy kick seemed not to have hurt him at all. Danny shook his head, then looked at Dio in the distance as though he had suddenly remembered something.

The next second, the aura around his entire body changed.

"Grr… roar…"

Danny lowered his front legs slightly and revealed a vicious expression. His loose skin suddenly swelled, vaguely revealing steel-hard muscles beneath it, along with veins bulging like exposed tendons.

"Hm?"

Dio had only been paying attention to Jonathan, but the dog’s transformation made him wary. "What is wrong with this dog…"

Before he could finish, Danny had already shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Dio hurriedly kicked again, but Danny was like a mad bull now, completely fearless. He actually took the kick head-on, then charged beneath Dio, pushed off forcefully with his hind legs, and lunged straight at Dio’s crotch. His saliva-covered jaws opened, revealing two rows of gleaming, Sharp teeth.

Then came a crunch.

Dio’s expression changed several times in an instant.

First came shock and disbelief. Then, as the pain spread, he let out a scream.

"You… you dare bite me, Dio! You filthy, disgusting mongrel, dirtier than runny horse manure soaked in a stinking mud pit for two days! Aaaahhh!!!" Dio Brando’s little Dio had been viciously bitten. He could not help howling, and the excruciating pain made it impossible for him even to stand. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

But Danny was still biting him.

So when Dio fell to the ground, he only tore at his own wound.

"Ah! Let go! I damn told you to let go already! Aaaahhh!!!"

Dio screamed again and began wildly punching Danny over and over. He even tried to jab out the dog’s eyes with his fingernails.

But when Danny saw this, the ferocity in his heart was stirred as well.

He used a dog’s innate ultimate technique.

Like a puppy shaking a slipper, Danny suddenly began whipping his head desperately from side to side. His bull-like strength continuously tore at Dio’s flesh and nerves, instantly turning his attacks into sobs. Tears and snot streamed down his face from the pain. "Help… help me! Someone, hurry and save me! I’m going to be bitten to death by a dog, you bastard! Aaaahhh!!!"

"…"

Jonathan, standing nearby, was completely dumbfounded.

Since when had his beloved dog become this fierce?

Was this even a dog? It was practically a cougar.

But while Jonathan was spacing out, Danny coordinated his front paws and neck for one powerful tear. With a ripping sound, he tore off a large, bloody chunk of flesh.

"What!?"

Jonathan was terrified at the sight. This really was on par with a cougar. He hurriedly shouted, "Danny! You… you need to stop!"

"Roar?"

Hearing his master’s voice, Danny turned to look at him.

Danny looked at Dio, who was rolling his eyes and crying rivers of tears and snot after being bitten by him, on the verge of passing out. After thinking for a moment, he spat out what was in his mouth, wagged his tail happily as he returned to Jonathan’s feet, and obediently sat down.

"Dio… Dio… are you alright?"

Jonathan was clearly panicking now. The amount of blood Dio had lost was frightening. "Hang in there. I’ll find a doctor for you right away."

"You… all of you… bastards…"

Dio was already in such agony, yet he still gritted his teeth. Crying, he glared hatefully at Jonathan. "I… won’t forgive you…"

"Roar!"

Before Dio could finish speaking, Danny bared his teeth again.

"!!!"

Dio was instantly terrified and kept trying to back away. His once neat, clean suit was now covered in mud and blood, leaving him in an utterly miserable state.

Just then, the residence’s front door was suddenly pulled open.

"What happened!?"

George Joestar and the butler hurried over, immediately spotting Dio’s miserable state. To be honest, they froze for a moment, then their expressions instantly turned extremely ugly. "This is… JoJo! What happened!?"

"Father, Dio suddenly kicked Dan…"

"Mr. Joestar!"

Before Jonathan could explain, Dio acted as though he had seen his savior. He immediately began crying and screaming miserably. "The dog! That dog! JoJo’s dog suddenly pounced on me and bit me! Save me, Mr. Joestar!!!"