Ren yawned as she walked down the streets of the market, her mind was filled with creative and gory ways of repaying the other Hibari for letting her sleep over. She had woken up the next morning, only to find herself chained to a dog house in his back yard. A long chain connecting a collar on her neck to the dog house, and she could not remove it until Hibari smashed the chain with his tonfa. Upon asking him about it, he walked away and gave her the orders to patrol Namimori, and to call him upon finding the middle school attackers.

Her stomach let out a loud growl, reminding her that she has yet to have breakfast and lunch. She looked at the stalls around her, only to be surprised as an old man pulled her into a sushi restaurant. She blinked in confusion as the man clapped her on the back and began ordering sushi. Upon seeing her confused look the man laughed and replied, "It is not safe for a young lady to be walking around the area during this time. Especially when you are wearing a Namimori Middle School uniform. You'll be targeted. " Ren blinked in confusion, wondering how the man saw through her costume.

"By the way, your wig is slipping."

She quickly turned and looked at her reflection on the table, fixing her wig and readjusting the jacket to stay on her shoulders. She pulled out a small make up kit and began to fix her face, hiding the purple bruises she got from 'training' yesterday. The male sitting beside her sweatdropped, Young teenagers these days... The chef cleared his throat and set a large platter of sushi before her. She once again looked at the man in confusion. He just grinned and patted her head, "Don't worry. It's on me. Names Sawada Iemitsu."

"Hibari Kyoya," was her automatic reply, but upon thinking about lying to a man who is treating her to lunch she opened her mouth, "Actually, my name is Ren A. Tsukiyomi."

The two chatted for a bit. The man told her embarrassing stories about his only son, a proud look that only fathers could have on his face. Afterwards, he listened intently to Ren's story of being dragged to a stupid convention and forced by her fangirly friend to cosplay as one of her favourite characters. Iemitsu nodded, agreeing with many points that she had made, but the whole time, his mind was on another matter. I wonder how Tsuna's familga is doing... Hmm...this girl in front of me would be a perfect addition to his family! From what I've heard from Reborn, she seems to be the perfect spy. Now I'll just have to train her for a bit, such potential cannot be wasted...I wonder if she'll get along with Basil.

The man suddenly pulled Ren backwards as a needle narrowly missed her face. The two of them looked out the restaurant window and saw a member of the disciplinary committee being attacked. Ren blinked twice before realizing something important.

"Ah! The people Mr. Hibari cosplayer told me to find!"

She stood up and bowed at Iemistu, thanking him for the meal. Then she quickly rushed towards the battle, only to find the attacker leaving. She frowned and quickly dialed Hibari's number.

"Ah, erm. Mr. Hibari Cosplayer, I found the people attacking the students! I'm going to follow them now!"

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"Sto-" started Hibari, only to be cut off as she ended the call. He frowned at the phone, his grip on his tonfas tightening. He really didn't like being woken up from his naps... A slightly feral smirk appeared on his face as he contemplated something. Quickly, he dialed a number into his phone, the smirk on his face growing.

"Find the location of this number or I will bite you to death..."

It seems like the puppy will require more training when she is back.

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"Achoo!" Sneezed Ren. A sudden chill ran down Ren's back and she wondered if anyone was talking about her. She jumped as a hand suddenly patted her on her shoulder. She turned back slowly, only to freeze when she looked up and saw the male with two toned eyes standing in front of her. Not knowing what to do she just stared blankly at the male. He just gave her a questioning look. She looked down and paused as she saw the gun that he held in his hand. Panicking and trying to think of an excuse, she said the first thing that she could think of.

"E-heh-heh-heh. Erm... I'm here to explore?"

The poor cosplayer never knew what hit her.