I Cieli Vigilanza Su Tutto
Tsuna: Crossroads
"November Fourteenth."
Tsuna stared at Nono.
Timoteo stared back.
Tsuna had long since accepted his future, even embraced it now, but this was hard to come to terms with. It would be strange to be the boss of the Vongola. Thus far, he'd only been followed by his guardians and close friends. Now hundreds would be counting on him.
His inheritance would be on November Fourteenth. A month after his twenty first birthday. A month after his guardians finished their apprenticeships with Nono's.
Tsuna swallowed hard and swiped his tongue across his dry lips. "Alright."