I wake up early in the morning knowing that today was going to be Tuesday. Tuesday is not a good day. That's what my feelings are telling me anyways. I got up and to open the curtains and the bright sun rays stun in my eyes. Outside was how it was on every other day.

Knock Knock

"Ojou sama, breakfast is ready" said a feminine voice behind the door.

"Okay!" I said. I walk to the door and open it.

"Oh?" I said in surprise. One of the maids, Maria, was standing in front of the door. It's usually Shiro that wakes me up. "Where's Shiro?" I ask.

"He said that he was going to go fishing." She smiles.

"Fishing? But there's no river around here."

"Yes, that's why he went to Africa"

...Africa? Since when did he go to Africa? It's kind of odd to go fishing there.

"I'll be right there, let me just change first." I close the door

I threw my pajamas on the bed and changed into light pink shirt and jeans. I put up my pink hair like I always do; a side ponytail. I was about to go out, but then saw my crimple pajamas on the bed. 'Should I fold them or leave it as it is?' I open the door and left my crimple pajamas in my room.

As I went down to the kitchen with Maria I saw the table set up for breakfast. There at the center of the table was a big octopus. It was taller than me and it looks like it's not cook yet. It waves its eight slimy arms around.

"Gahhh! It's a giant octopus!" I exclaimed

At the other end of the table sat father. He had his arms place on the table and smiling. "Good morning Kiwi!" was the first thing he said when he saw me.

"Dad! There's an octopus on the table! An octopus!" a said loudly while pointing at the monster.

"Ah. That? Shiro was the one who catch that." He said calmly.

"Morning miss. Saru" said Shiro as he appears from the shadow.

"But, but, but, it's not cook!" I said, still shock by the fact that there is an uncooked monster on the table. "And since when did you come back? Maria told me that you went to Africa!" I shift my body so my finger would point at him.

"I did go to Africa. See that octopus? I was the one who caught it. And I came back just before the sun rise." Shiro explain.

"I can see that octopus very clearly!"

Father broke off with laughter. "Hahaha! Oh, Kiwi, you're as lively as always." He calm himself down and said "listen; there's something important I want to tell you."

Shiro bow his head and left before I could say anything to him.

"What is it fathered?" I somehow manage to keep myself calm. I went over to father and pull a chair so I could sit beside him.

"I've told you about the Hikari family right?" he began to look serious.

"Yes you have. And I have met with Sydney Jackson yesterday."

"That's good. Now, pay attention. There is going to be a group of people who's going to bring a box full of important things. A box with the Hikari symbol on it. The group of people is going to give it to you, and your job is to make sure the tenth Hikari boss receive it. Okay?" he reaches his hand to a cup of coffee and took a drink.

"I understand father." I said.

He relaxes, and hit my back for a little encouragement. "You better get going or you're going to be late for school. It's almost eight."

"Wow, already?" I stood up full of surprise. "Then I should get going" I ran to the door way and start to put my shoes on.

"Oh kiwi, I haven't receive much information about that particular group, so be careful with them." father call out.

"Don't need to worry father, I'll be fine." I put on my last shoe and call "Shiro! My backpack!"

Shiro came with my backpack and help me put it on. He also has a backpack on him. He goes to Namimori. A school beside .

As I open the door I look at father. I couldn't see him well because the octopus was mainly in the way. I called to him "Take care father!" I smile. Then I started to run to school. Keeping in mind that I have something important to do. Shiro catch up and ran with me.

"Why are you running with me?" I ask.

"Because Namimori is kind of beside your school" he said cheerfully.

"For some reasons, that really irritates me." I said. I ran a little faster hoping he wouldent catch up, but he did. Then I ran faster, and he ran faster, keeping up with my paste. And before we know it, it felt like a marathon race.