You were just chilling with your team in a restaurant. Nice food, easy chatter, Fugo being very close to taking one of Narancia's eyes out with a fork while he tutored him... Just a typical day.

"What? Are you kidding me!? There are four slices of cake again! This has to be a joke! Who's fooling with me here?" Mista complained and looked at everyone with a frown, pointing at the remaining pieces of strawberry cake angrily.

"Just take one already and stop complaining if you want to eat cake." Abbacchio replied with a scoff.

"Hell no! How many times do I have to say it? Bad things happen when a four is involved! You're just making me the one having to choose so I get the bad luck! Which one of you is playing with me, huh!?" Mista retorted, only growing more annoyed. Giorno stood up silently, moving to take one of the slices instead.

"There, problem solved." Giorno commented calmly, sitting down and starting to eat the sweet like nothing, making Mista just look at him dumbfoundedly before speaking up once again. "What are you doing, Giorno? Now you'll be the one with bad luck!" Giorno merely shrugged.

"C'mon, Mista, let it be already. Surely nothing will happen to Giorno just because he ate a piece of cake." Bucciarati spoke up, making Mista huff yet ultimately shut up.