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"Yo! We're back!" shouts a familiar voice. No way, it's probably just the loneness getting to me. There's no way.

"Ken…" says another familiar voice. I don't believe it…There is absolutely no way…

Letting myself believe for a second, I stand up and shout, "Ken, Chickusa, is that you?" They come into the room. "Ken! Chickusa! How'd you get out?" I ask.

"Don't we always manage to?" asks Ken.

"Good point!" I say happily. "OH! I'm going to go buy some food…and snacks. Do you want to come?" I ask.

"YES!" shouts Ken. Chickusa just nods.


After eating and having some idle chat a girl comes in suddenly. "Who are you and why are you here?" I ask immediately.

"I'm…Chrome Dokuro…Mukuro-sama sent me," she replies. What is this…?


I stare at the purple-haired girl again and feel an odd feeling at the pit of my stomach. No allowing this feeling to show, I say flatly, "Ken, Chickusa, I'm going to take a walk."

"Kasumi…" mumbles Chickusa.

"I'm coming back, it's not like I'm going to do any thing rash," I reply.

"You'd better not get ambushed," warns Ken.

"We're not being targeted. Besides, I can take care of myself; I'm still here, aren't I?" That being said, I walk out of the room.


Replacement. That's the only word that dominates my current thoughts. Why did replace he himself with some one so weak? Suddenly, I bump into someone, causing them to fall with a thud. Blinking, I come back to reality. "Sorry," I say, offering the familiar looking boy some help getting up.

"A-Ah, thanks," replies the boy. "Huh? You're from Kokuyo…?" he asks.

"Yeah. You're from Namimori…Huh? Aren't you Vongola the Tenth?" I reply.

"Ehh? Kokuyo Gang?" he shouts.

"I'm not here to hurt you or anything. Mukuro-sama isn't even in the country and I didn't get any orders," I reply.

"Huh? So why are you here?" he asks, stopping his panic attack.

"Just talking a walk, I didn't realize that I walked so far though," I reply, shrugging.

"How come?" he asks, sounding genuinely concerned.

There aren't too many people like this. Ones that genuinely care for those around them, enemy or not…"I was thinking about something that was troubling me," I admit.


We walked around for a bit, discussing what happened to me since we last saw and the upcoming ring conflict. I find it odd that Mukuro hates the mafia, yet he accepted the position of Mist Guardian. How do I know? Mukuro let me know a few days ago. "Vongola, do you know if there's a way that I could transfer into your school?" I ask suddenly.

"Huh? How come?"

"I don't want to see her so much…" I mutter.

"I guess there should be a way…"


On our way to Vongola the Tenth's school, the Arcobaleno shows up. "Dame-Tsuna, why are you with one of the Kokuyo Gang members?" asks the Arcobaleno, kicking the mafia boss on the head.

"Vongola is… lending me a hand," I reply.

"R-Reborn! Why did you do that?" shouts Vongola the Tenth

"In what?" asks the Arcobaleno, completely ignoring his student.

"Transferring into Namimori," I reply.

"Why?"

"I do not wish to spend so much time with our newest member," I reply flatly.

"Why?"

"Personal reasons. Although, if you really can read minds, then you should know by now that I'm not lying."

"I'll lend you assistance too then, under one condition though."

"Which would be?"

"You help with the ring conflict."

"You have a deal then.