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"…I'm part of the Varia now?" Flan asked, disbelievingly. He didn't want to go through the torturous ways of the Varia at all. Since Belphagor-senpai had threw knives at his head ten years later, and had made him wear that ugly frog hat…who knew what else he would do ten years ago? Of course, he didn't mind it that much, he had a genetic disorder for not feeling anything at all.
"Yessu! Flan, you are going to be one great addition!" Lussuria practically squealed from all the fun and cute outfits he was going to make Flan wear. If he wasn't so busy with his boyfriend, he could've made at least 100, and not 200! Curse complicated relationships!
"…If I don't have to wear the hat, fine." Flan looked slowly out the car window. The green grass and trees passed with each wink. It was weird, Varia was in Italy, correct? But, why pray tell, was he in Namimori?
He had received a letter from Reborn that was sent to his grandmother's house in the mountains. He didn't know that he had lost his memories of the battle that took place in the future, but after some 'nice chat' with Xanxus, he had remembered each detail. Including the wimpy breakfast he last had before Tsuna had defeated the Millefiore.
The letter's message was strange. It included one paragraph, and not much details.
[Come to XXX, Italy. There, someone will take you to a place, you will know who that person is. Have a meeting, remember, and get your butt to Namimori, Japan. Good luck.
~Hitman Reborn]
At first, Flan didn't even want to leave his comfortable mountain home, but his grandmother begged him too. Who would ever disobey their grandmother? Jerks would, and Flan was more or less not a jerk. At least, not yet of course.
(It will continue in the next chapter. Ho ho ho. Shortest chapter YET)