"Lambo-san has an onii-chan?"

Lambo was amused when he heard that fact. People usually see him as a useless little annoying crybaby, never able to be rational and smart, absolutely not hitman material. Well, Lambo, even being five, as ears that can hear their tactless rumors.

-If that is how they see me, so be it.

He wanted to prove himself—he tried—but no one gave him a chance.

He acted like a spoilt brat, because he couldn't do anything else.

His measly five years of life was hidden, suppressed, and turned into a crybaby's life. He had hidden the different, dark side of himself locked up with heavy chains, buried deep inside his heart.

"Yes, you do. He's in Japan. His name is Bovino Lampo."

"Lambo-san wants to meet him!" Lambo cheered gleefully.


-So here he is, in front of a house in Namimori, Japan, alone.

A five year old kid, alone.

"Sawada." The little child noted, "Yeah, it says Sawada."

He took a breath and gave a snotty smirk. He raised his hand and pointed his finger at the tree in the Sawada household. "Lambo-san's gonna climb that tree and find Reborn!"


"Listen Lambo, you're really annoying. I don't care if you're one or two or three, you're damn annoying. Stop clinging to my leg!"

Lampo was really annoyed. He'd left the mansion years ago, and it was on an impulse that he returned here for a light visit. He just had to bump onto his new baby brother, get to know him, and now the infant is too attached and won't let him go!

The green haired male complained, trying to shake the baby off his leg. The baby held on stubbornly, soon bursting into tears. The older male immediately panicked and started trying to soothe the younger.

"Sorry! Awh man, stop crying, Lambo!" the green-haired pleaded, "Uhh, I'll give you grape candy, so please?" he tried.

The baby brightened up, eyes beaming.

Then a voice came from behind the door, "HEY! Lampo! No sweets for Lambo! He's still an infant!"

At that, Lambo started crying again.

Lampo panicked all over again. Then, he noticed. "Wait…" he picked Lambo up gently, "You can understand what we say?"

Lambo started laughing, happy about being picked up.

Lampo sighed, "Guess not." He concluded. He put Lambo down on the floor. "But, stop being so clingy." He started, despite knowing the baby wouldn't understand him. "I'm not supposed to be here. I sneaked out. But now I have to go back or G will punch my brains out." He lectured, "And you can't come with me!"

Lambo started wailing.

"Oh, god! You can understand me after all!" Lampo hit his head for how stupid he was, "Why don't you want me to leave anyway? Like, why do you like me so much?"

Lambo sniffed, then started crying out in—to Lampo's surprise—perfectly fluent Japanese. "Because, no one else plays with Lambo! Onii-chan is the first!"

Lampo held in his surprise, barely. He patted Lambo on the head, "W-" he stuttered, "Why won't they play with you?"

Lambo sniffed again wiping his tears—just having more flow out, "All they do is ignore Lambo! Everyone's older than Lambo, so no one likes me!"

Lampo gulped. His baby brother—the one the mansion servants always said was useless and a pain, could speak fluently, could understand complicated words, and knew—he deduced the reason of the situation around him.

Was he really two years old?

Lampo may never know. But for now, he gave Lambo a gentle smile, "Then, if anyone ignores you again, why don't you say this?" he suggested, "Shout to them these words…" he cleared his throat, standing up and making a cool pose,

"I'm stronger than the lightning!"

After he said that, there was an awkward silence, and he blushed, his face burning into a bright red.

Lambo, on the other hand, laughed. "Mkay!"


"Lambo-san made it up the tree!" he cheered. He spotted Reborn and some spiky-haired male in the room right in front. He took out all his weapons.

"Die, Reborn!"

However, the tree branch he was standing on broke and he fell down. "Gotta. Stay… Calm." He mumbled, holding back tears.

"That's right! Lambo-san's gotta infiltrate the house!" he realized.


"Lampo," Ieyasu called out suddenly. "You should come in."

G and Ugetsu were surprised. They were eating at TakeSushi, having occasionally chatters when he just mentioned someone who wasn't there.

"Woah, how'd you know he was behind the house?" Ugetsu awed.

"You knew and left him out there?" Ieyasu sweatdropped.

Lampo came in from the front door. "What, Yasu-nii?" he asked.

"Lambo's around." Ieyasu sad, popping a piece into his mouth, "Ain't gonna go see him?"

Lampo's eyes were cold. "Nah," he said, "He's annoying."