Hayato was visibly "huffing" while gently patting down his pants pocket until connecting with an object and finally withdrawing a plastic carton from his pouch.
The conversation from earlier, between Takeshi and himself, about the fresh marks on the "stupid" woman's body somehow deeply irked him.
'That entire family truly irks my nerves.' The silver haired male privately groaned once he removed a tar stick and partially slipped it between his lips. He was then reaching inside of another pocket in order to find his lighter when feeling someone softly tapping his shoulder.
"Tsuna summoned us." Bianchi's voice was heard from behind, which stopped him from lighting the cigarette with the message that the Tenth requested to see them.
The 10th Storm Guardian audibly releases another sigh, drops the cigarette back in the box and returns it to where it originally comes from.
The half-siblings briskly ventured to the private study of Sawada, Tsunayoshi, knocked then entered in when they overheard "Come in" through the door.
"I apologize for the sudden call but this matter is far too important to wait until tomorrow." The brunette was gravely announcing once dropping the paper from in front of his face.
Bianchi and Hayato briefly glanced at each other before they then diverted their sights toward the 10th Vongola Boss.
"Both Reborn and a select few members of the CEDEF will arrive in Japan sometime tomorrow." The young man eventually reveals the reason behind their sudden summon from him.
A neutral and joyful expressions respectively appeared on their faces after they processed the news.
"I would like for you two to handle these arrivals to the best of your abilities." The brunette was genuinely asserting with a small smile on his face after placing the papers in the discard pile.
A "yes sir" dutifully escaped their mouths right before they were dismissed to return back to their previous activities for the night.
Green eyes were glancing over at his sister, who was openly exuding a cheerful disposition when suddenly overhearing, "Maybe I should cook all of Reborn's favorites."
A cringe speedily crept up his spine at the word "cook" and decided to slip away from the woman before he became her personal guinea pig again.
'My stomach would be destroyed for the next mouth if I taste any of her meals.' The silver haired male sickly considers since she would often use him, against his will, as a taster's tester like when they were younger.
His mind was then recalling the boss announcement when privately contemplating, 'But it's not even time for our inspection yet, so why is the CEDEF coming to Japan?'
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"How you holding up?" Kyoko was inquisitively questioning at the sight of the 10th Rain Guardian finally surfacing from within their kitchen. The brunette carefully slid the shoji door along the track to close it behind him and faced her with an unreadable expression on his face.
He was then watching the orange haired woman bowing at the waist before sincerely displaying her appreciation, "Thank you for accompanying me today on my date with Haru-san."
Takeshi was about to speak but she quickly added, "I know that what you saw might have sicken you but I at least want to show her that there are still some good genuine people in the world."
The brunette momentarily thought about the woman's words until he broke his silence, "It is alright Kyoko-san…although I don't fully understand or know about Haru-san's predicament quite yet, I do believe you are doing the right thing."
Tsunayoshi's wife eventually straightens back to her original height, brightly smiles and cheerfully says, "Thanks Takeshi-san" then follows up with a "Good night."
'And Haru-san brings you joy too.' The brunette inwardly asserted while he watched the woman walked down the hallway.
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Katsumi's eyes were frequently scanning their setting while he was following behind his future boss after leaving Miura, Haru with the guards.
"What is your problem?" He abruptly gives the silver haired male the third degree once they were in a private place to chat.
Yui simply paused in the middle of his stride, glanced over his shoulder at the blonde and boldly replied, "Asserting dominance,".
The young man with glasses was shaking his head before firmly asserting, "The way that you're going about Miura-san is plain wrong. She'll never fall for you, if you keep doing the same stupid things over and over again."
His statement earned the full undivided attention of the other male but he firmly stood fast and defended his latest actions, "I know what I'm doing!"
"You said that at the Inheritance Ceremony." The shorter of the two was knowingly countering after recollecting his exact same words after receiving a similar warning.
He visibly rolls his eyes at the statement when he sharply retorts, "So…that means I'm still standing by word, right Kats?"
The young man was rubbing one of his hands across his lower face and inwardly grumbling about the stubbornness from the Ricotta heir.
"I knew you were stubborn but not to the point that it makes you totally blind to Miura's feelings. That girl hates your guts." Katsumi finally revealed his opinion about the pair's relationship based solely on Miura's behavior around him.
A serious expression appears on his face while he vividly illustrates, "The girl constantly flinches whenever you try to touch her. And I know you feel her openly glaring daggers at you whenever you appear in front of her."
"For Kami sake, you have her locked away in a dungeon from the most basic human amenities like a working toilet! The Geisha House is far better than the dungeon." He concluded after he pointed in the direction of the dungeon and Geisha House during his comment.
Yui merely narrowed his sights on the male, defiantly scoffed "I know what I'm doing" and casually walked away from him.
'You have to break a strong spirit first then rebuild them from the bottom, Kats.' The Ricotta heir was privately contemplating with a smirk on his face while heading to his private quarters to retire for the night.
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Lambo physically stifles a yawn with one of his hands as he presently stands outside of a brown six storied building with the kanji "Cram School" alongside the portion where the steps are located.
He then relaxed his shoulders and body since they were just dismissed from their supplemental lessons during the late afternoon.
His eyes were then checking the face of his watch before deeming that he should find an eatery on his way home.
'I-Pin should almost be finished with work.' The Bovine teen inwardly presumed as he headed in the direction of the restaurant known as, Kawahira.
His fingers were rhythmically tapping against his light green bookbag strap while casually traveling along the sidewalk until reaching a lively bustling commercial area.
'If I remember…it should be around her somewhere.' The young man mentally recalled once he bypassed a landmark that signaled he was close by to the restaurant.
However, the sight of a familiar teenager's face easily stood out from the rest. I-Pin was actively engaging with a crow by explaining the samples and flavors that she was passing out to them.
"Yo, I-Pin!" The Bovine shouted once he drew closer, waved one of his hands and patiently waited for her response.
"Is he a friend of yours?" I-Pin was suddenly hearing her boss asking her at the sight of the young man.
"He probably came to walk me home." The Chinese Assassin predicts while she dutifully hands some plastic plates over to customers.
"Isn't that sweet." A gleam of light then reflected off his glasses along with a smirk when he interestedly claimed, "Is he by any chance the legal working age?"
A discernible "yes" voices from the young woman as she politely chats up the customers about their dinner's specials for today.
The older male smirks while he slurps up some noodles, rests his chopsticks in his bowl and easily balances it in one of his hands. He then mysteriously conjured up an apron and said, "Tell him, if he helps he'll get a free meal on me."
"Did you just say free? I'm your man!" Lambo was excitingly agreeing to the proposal after his sensitive hearing was picking up on the magical word "free".
The owner never let his smile fade when he clearly explained his role for the job, "You'll help I-Pin with passing out the free samples. Just remember one plate per person."
"Lambo-san the best at anything!" The young man was boastfully declaring in third person while pointing his thumb at his chest.
Kawahira tosses him the apron which smacks him across the face when he politely welcomes the young man, "Welcome to Kawahira then!"
I-Pin amusingly chuckled as her friend swiftly scrambled to remove and tie the apron around his waist right before she guided him through the steps.
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The sentinels roughly pushed against the woman's back until she haphazardly stumbled inside of the rocky caged jail and strongly slammed the bars back in place to lock her back in.
The rattling of the jail bars were deeply resonating within her while she was tightly squinting her eyes to prevent tears of defeat from falling in front of the demons that were constantly surrounding her.
Her thoughts was soon filled with the clear afternoon blue sky and hot yellow sun that naturally warmed the pores in her skin, the smell of freshly cut grass that tickled her nose and hot delicious food wafted across her nostrils.
She wearily opens her eyes only to behold the visible darkness that currently shrouds her in this cage.
The brunette was carefully treading forward as far as the shackles around her feet were permitting her to advance deeper in the jail.
'At least they gave me a new bucket,' Her inner voice finally took note since there was no longer a strong stench that stained the stony walls of the cell.
'I miss the girls.' Her mind privately wandered to what a regular day would be like for her other than being tossed in the darken dungeon for alleged Insubordination.
The brunette recalled that it was late afternoon when she stepped back on to the Ricotta's family grounds. 'They're probably in full swing mood with its service and the traffic has increased from when they first opened.'
A heavy sigh was escaping her lips while her hands were searching out a smooth flat space for her to lay against the cold damp surface of the rocks.
'At least I would've been able to shower and use the bathroom like a regular person instead of some feral animal.'
Haru vehemently cursed her luck and the people that exploited her for their own selfish purposes.
'I can't wait to escape from here.'
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"And whose pinkie fingers do I need to cut off for your sudden intrusion in my private study? Or better yet, should I have you tossed in the dungeon for trying to use your child as a bargaining chip?" The Ricotta Boss enquiringly directs at the silver haired woman that presently stands in front of his desk.
The woman simply helped herself to a seat on one of the couches, crosses one of her legs at her knee and relaxes against the furniture.
She then rests an elbow on the arm of the sofa, leans against it and proclaims, "Just because you ramp up security…doesn't mean you can stop me from coming and going wherever I want."
The male was gently rubbing his temple after turning to face his wife before finally asking, "Why are you really here Riko?"
Laughter distinctly emits from the woman after she hears the question from her husband and tightly clutches her ribs.
"No wonder we're separated. You didn't even care to check in on me when I was on my assignment so spare the interrogation, you prick." The silver haired woman was irritably accusing after eventually catching her breath from
He rolled his eyes at the woman's blunt response while he quietly murmured, "I should've assigned you to a more permanent station."
"I have heard about Miura-san connections with the Vongola family…" The younger of the two verbally makes known before she purposely adds, "…is Yui even aware of his Spring being so freely handed out without reparations from then?"
This time the Ricotta's boss was intensely glaring at the woman occupying the couch when sternly remarking, "You are no longer considered as a part of this family, therefore you will not be knowledgeable about this particular ordeal."
An expression of ire swiftly surfaced on to her face when she cut her eyes over at the older male and urgently countered, "I helped you build this family, ran the Geisha House and handled the covert operations without a single complaint. How dare you say I am no longer a part of this family?!"
The petite woman was standing to her feet, sashaying over to the desk, leaning in closer to him and declaring, "You know I can easily take that precious little seat of yours with relative ease."
"Don't make false promises behind a veil that you are afraid to come from behind of." Riko calmly threatened before she deliberately wished him "Sweet Dreams, husband."
The older man could only watch his wife lean off of his desk with a smirk and depart from within his private study.
'Of all the times for her to be back home…why now?'