"Terence."
The man so called thus reacted with a bow. Dio had returned from a night out in Cairo and not alone. Standing behind him was a younger man with red hair his current expression vacant.
"A new friend my lord?" Terence pronounced the word with emphasis.
"Yes. Show Kakyoin here to a spare room where he can spend the night. Tomorrow you can start making arrangements for his arrival in Japan," ordered Dio beginning to walk past Terence. "He will be the first, and hopefully the only one, to confront the Joestars."
"As you wish, my lord," concluded Terence with a smile. He dropped it as his blue eyes skimmed over Kakyoin taking in the details of his physical attributes. Kakyoin himself did not react being newly brainwashed it would take a while before he properly came to his senses. For now it was as if he was a doll. Yes. A doll, thought Terence a smile returning to his face.
He led Kakyoin deeper into the mansion where there were many vacant rooms. When he was settled Terence went to attend to his other affairs that came with being the butler. It would be the start of his obsession with creating the perfect puppet. Only weeks later would the object of his obsession be firmly in his grasp.
