Trigger: N/A
Warnings: N/A
Important Stuff:
Small OC Cheat Sheet
Spirits:
Zephyr -The wind spirit that Reborn met in the Spirit World.
Kamikawa - The origami spirit that Reborn exchanged information with.
Engetsu - Silver kitsune that Reborn met in the Spirit World. Knows Ayame.
Meishi - A green falcon that lives in the Sawada Household
Farran - the woman who challenged Fon
Ienari's Guardians:
Matsushita Hachirou - Ienari's best friend. Captain of the Judo Club. Lightning Guardian
Akemi Kaori - President of Ienari's fanclub. Black Hair, Purple Eyes. Sun Guardian
Kakusu Hideki - Former student council president, son of politician. Red Rimmed Glasses. Mist Guardian
Koujin Fuun - Ninja assassin. Dark purple hair, crimson eyes. Kunais as weapons. Cloud Guardian
Inmen Hisen - Mochida's cousin. Ienari's crush. Hime-cut black hair and ocean blue eyes. Rain Guardian
Others:
Hibari Koumei - Kyoya's Father. Interpol Agent.
Hibari Yun - Kyoya's Mother. Deceased. Fon's sister.
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Reporting Oddities
Iemitsu frowned at Oregano's report. Nono was acting odd according to her. She couldn't describe how exactly Nono was acting odd, it was just a feeling she got whenever she reported to him. Oregano's instincts though, were top notched. It was why he relied on her so much.
It seemed he would have to return to Italy sooner rather than later.
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Hook Line and Sinker
Sawada Tsunayoshi was interesting. Colonnello crossed his arms as he spotted the older twin walking down the street. It seemed nearly everyone who knew of Tsunayoshi spoke of him highly. Ryohei always had a kind word and a fun story about his little brother. Skull seemed completely attached to Tsuna for no apparent reason. Fon had this soft smile and Reborn…
The most telling was Reborn.
Reborn might not consider it, but Colonnello thought they were friends. It had been a little over a year since Reborn came to Namimori. He was so… different. Sure, on the surface he was the same chaotic, manipulative bastard. But at the same time, there was a visible strain, a weariness and restraint.
It was so strange to visibly see such emotions in Reborn. His poker face was legendary. It still was. But for Colonnello to catch a glimpse of that depth, it spoke of how over his head Reborn must actually be.
Passive. That was a good word. Reborn was being passive. He was waiting instead of trying to manipulate the situation to his advantage.
And somehow Sawada Tsunayoshi was at the heart of that mystery.
"Oh, hello Colonnello," Tsuna greeted him.
"You're a strange one, kora," Colonnello said.
Tsuna smiled a knowing smile, like he knew something that Colonnello didn't. "People do tell me that a lot."
There was a mystery here and Colonnello wanted to find out what it was.
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Making Friends
There was something nice about Tsuna. Skull liked it. He couldn't really describe it. It was a bit like Luce, but not. Even Aria had shades of it. Perhaps it was a Sky thing?
He wasn't smart like Reborn or even a great fighter like Fon. But he did know people and Skull could tell that there was something about Tsuna that told him that he could trust Tsuna. That meant Skull should get to know Tsuna better.
If nothing else, making a friend would be nice.
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Demolition
Mukuro raised an eyebrow at the missing wall in the living room and part of the kitchen. He could see into their neighbor's place, stepping into the mirror image of the same living room and kitchen.
"What is going on?" Mukuro asked.
"I'm not sure," Chrome said, her lips pursed together. "When I woke up, it was like this."
Ayame stepped into the living room (from where, Mukuro didn't know. He honestly stopped trying to keep track of her. It was near impossible), a tool belt hanging from her waist. She twirled a hammer around her hand, safety goggles protecting her eyes.
"Neesan?" Chrome asked. She clenched her purple nightgown, hesitant and unsure.
"Why is the wall missing?" Ken demanded to know.
Ayame blinked at them. "The neighbors moved out," she said slowly as if she was explaining something particularly obvious to them.
"We know. We helped them move the boxes," Lancia said.
"That doesn't explain the wall," Chikusa said, pushing his glasses up his noses.
"I figured I'll expand it so we can all have our own rooms," Ayame said, gesturing to all the open space. "So I knocked down the wall in between the two units."
"Can do you do that?" Chrome asked.
Ayame shrugged. "I own the building. I don't see why not. I'm just no longer going to rent this unit out. We need the space. It has been too cramp. I hope none of you have plans for today."
"Why," Mukuro asked. His eyes narrowed, wondering where she was going with this.
"Because we're going furniture shopping. I also need to know what color to paint your bedroom walls," Ayame said as a matter of fact.
"Just how long do you plan on us staying?" Mukuro asked with a touch of irritation. Why was she going through all this trouble? They were practically her prisoners. What was she gaining out of this?
"You can't move out until you can support yourself," Ayame said. "And I have legal custody over most of you until you're 20. Lancia withstanding of course."
"Can you afford that?" Chrome asked.
"I wouldn't be offering if I couldn't."
Mukuro decided then and there that Ayame was a strange woman.
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Mosca
"Hmm," Spanner said, scratching his head. When he had opened his email, this wasn't what he had been expecting to find.
"What's wrong?" Shoichi said, looking up from his own laptop. It was decided that today would be a quiet day. No active experiments, just emails, paperwork (or homework), and possibly coding.
"Someone bought my Gola Mosca," Spanner said as he reread the email his grandfather had sent him.
"Isn't that a good thing?" Shoichi asked.
"Well yes and no. The Gola Mosca is a very flawed robot. I was originally going to scrap it because of the issues it had. I didn't think anyone would really want a defective piece of robot. It doesn't work well all things considered," Spanner explained. He chewed on his lollipop stick, deep in thought. Why would anyone want it?
"Strange," Shoichi said, coming up behind him to read over his shoulder. "Who bought it?"
Spanner's fingers flew over his keyboard, pulling up forms. "All I got is the buyer's name is Mammon. It sounds familiar, but I can't place where."
"Isn't that… someone from the Varia?" Shoichi said.
Spanner froze before swearing. "We need to tell Ayame."
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Helping Hand
"Need any help?" Dino asked.
Ayame warily looked at him. She was carrying buckets of paint in her hands. Dino waited to see if she would trust him to help her.
"Fine," she relented. "But if you get me dirty I'm throwing you out the nearest window."
Dino grinned, still not fazed by her threats. He took two buckets from her, being careful not to trip and get her dirty (again).
"Why do you need so much paint?" Dino asked, curious. He followed her down the street and towards whatever destination she had in mind.
"I figured it was time to give Mukuro and his gang proper bedrooms," Ayame said plainly.
"That's nice of you," Dino said. "I was surprised that you took them in." That was a bit of understatement. To this day, he still didn't quite understand what exactly had gone down between Tsuna and Mukuro. Not to mention that the Vendice had suddenly stopped pursuing their hunt for him. That had never happened before.
"Hmm, well Tsuna asked-" Well, no surprise there. Tsuna had a bleeding heart. "But mostly I remember what it was like."
Dino blinked. 'Remember what it was like?" There was story in those words that Ayame wasn't explaining.
Ayame gave him a look he couldn't decipher. It was a mix of grief and sorrow, with something deeper still lurking under it. "What it's like to be an outcast. Everyone deserves a safe spot where they can weather the storm we call life."
Dino felt his heart swell. Oh. That was beautiful when she put it like that.
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Cake Session
"The Varia will arriving soon," Hana asked, confirming what Tsuna had told them earlier.
Minus Kyoya who was on his patrols and Chrome and Mukuro who were being dragged around by Ayame, the rest of the group had gathered at Lucky Cat Cafe after school for cake.
Tsuna nodded, glumly cutting through his cake. It seemed not even cake could cheer him up.
"Hahi, are they dangerous?" Haru asked, eyes wide.
"They're Vongola's Assassination Squad. Of course, they're dangerous," Hayato grumbled. "What are we going to do about them?"
"Nothing," Kyoko said. "We shouldn't get involved with them. Their fight is with Ienari."
"Haha, they might be cool to meet though," Takeshi said with a grin.
"Please don't poke the sleeping bear," Tsuna pleaded. He really didn't want to think what could happened if his friends and the Varia collided together. The amount of potential bloodshed involved made his queasy. He could already picture the destruction.
"We should be careful," Ryohei agreed, waving around his fork.
"Everything is happening too fast," Tsuna muttered, focusing on his cake.
Takeshi swung his arm around Tsuna's shoulder. "Don't worry so much Tsuna," he said. "We got your back."
The rest of the group chorused their agreement. Tsuna smiled. A small bundle of joy bloomed in his chest. He had the most amazing friends. "Thanks guys."
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Hyper Intuition and Hyper Dying Will Mode
Ienari growled wrestling control over his Sky Flames. His father had explained to him about Hyper Intuition and Hyper Dying Will Mode; abilities that Ienari had wanted. It was so stupid that he couldn't master it and that whatever reaction he had to Dying Will Bullets (which were supposedly the easiest way to master it) made them too dangerous to use.
But it remained out of his grasp. Iemitsu was disappointed, Ienari could tell and that just pissed him off even more. Hyper Intuition was a trademark of Vongola bosses it seemed and Ienari couldn't even access that. It was like there was a block preventing him and no matter how many times Ienari ran up against it, it refused to move.
Summoning Sky Flames was no longer enough. He wanted more.
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Watching and Waiting
Giotto watched and waited, ever so patiently. His Hyper Intuition sang, humming and guiding him to where he needed to go.
"You're fretting."
Giotto cast a glance backwards, spotting Daemon. It was very rare for Daemon to join them; the guilt and years of separation caused him to wander. Of all of them, Daemon was the only one who wasn't so heavily tied to the Mist Ring, allowing him to travel the world as he saw fit. (Something Giotto knew that Alaude had envious of.)
"You're too soft," Daemon mocked, but Giotto could hear the fondness in his voice.
He couldn't help the small smile that twitched on his lips. Despite how they had parted when they had been alive, Giotto had missed his Mist.
"Where are the others?" Daemon asked.
"Exploring and traveling," Giotto said. "They're taking advantage of their newfound freedom." It was… liberating to be free from the Vongola Rings. Giotto hadn't realized how heavy he had been before this. There hadn't been much cause to leave Italy, but now the entire world was available for them to travel. It was tricky in places where spiritual particles weren't high, but they could cope easily enough.
"How are you Daemon?" Giotto asked.
Daemon waved his hand dismissively.
"Don't be like that," Giotto lightly probed. "I worry about you the most." He did. Daemon was away from them for so long and they had parted on terrible terms when tensions were high and feelings were hurt.
"You don't have to," Daemon said, crossing his arms.
"You don't have to stay away you know," Giotto said. "The others do miss you. Well… perhaps not Alaude, but you always did push his buttons."
"Hmph. It's hardly my fault he's so easy to rile up. Besides, wasn't I being helpful?" Daemon said.
"Of course. And I greatly appreciate the information you brought back. But Daemon," Giotto said.
"What?"
"You can come home."
A myriad of emotions flashed across Daemon's face, a brief moment of vulnerability. Daemon looked away, unable to look Giotto in the eye any more. "You're a fool Giotto," he said, words choking in his throat.
Giotto merely smiled. "Ah, but you're still mines."
Questioning
"This town is a little weird," Colonnello said, watching to see if Fon would have any reaction to his words.
But as always, Fon didn't react, instead calmly (and with a touch of amusement) looked at him. "Is that so?" he said plainly.
Colonnello scowled, eyes narrowing. "Don't play games with me, kora. I get that enough with Reborn." His temper ignited and growing flare of irritation he felt burned under his skin.
Fon shrugged. "What makes you think there's something odd with this town?" he asked. They were sitting on concrete wall, watching their respective students run laps.
"I don't know!" Colonnello shouted in frustration.
That caused Fon to look at him in alarm. "Oh, oh dear," he mumbled. "Colonnello have you been feeling angrier than usual?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Colonnello snapped.
"Everything. It has to do with everything," Fon snapped back. The calmness fled from him, leaving the atmosphere tense and heavy. His eyes took on a sharp danger look, the steel reflected in them.
Colonnello leaned back. Fon was serious. It was rare to see him like this, over something so overtly small. "I guess, kora," he grumbled. "Things have been frustrating."
"We're going to see Ayame after this," Fon said. "Reborn!"
Reborn materialized, leaving his own student behind gasping for air. "What is it Fon?"
"We forgot about the charms," Fon said.
"What charms, kora?" Colonnello asked, scowling. He was out of the loop (again) and he didn't like it. He crossed arms and glared at the two of them.
"Colonnello's temper is getting worse," Fon explained.
"Hey!"
"And I haven't asked Skull if he's feeling angry," Fon continued on, ignoring Colonnello's interjection.
"Skull doesn't get angry," Colonnello said. He didn't think Skull was actually capable of getting angry. Their Cloud was more likely to cry than anything else.
Reborn nodded. "She might turn us down, but if we get Tsuna to ask, Ayame will make more."
Colonnello threw up his hands. He gave up! They weren't making any sense at all.
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Decimo Candidate
Finding Ayame was always easier said than done. As she constantly flittered between homes and places, always ever on the move, one's best bet to finding her was to ask Tsuna. They could check her apartment, but there was no guarantee that she would be there. Dino had an accurate 'Find Ayame' radar, but since she left those confrontations dirty and angry, Tsuna was still the best bet.
(Mostly though, Fon suspected that she did it purposely to messed with them. Specifically, because of Reborn.)
"Tsuna!" Skull jumped into Tsuna's arms. The four of them had released their students for the day and tracked down Tsuna to the nearby market.
Tsuna laughed, setting down the blue Kinga Market basket down to catch Skull. "Hello Skull. What's up?"
"That neesan of yours, Ayame?" Skull said. "Fon said we needed to talk to her."
Fon held up his red charm. "Colonnello is beginning to get angrier."
"Stop making it sound like I have anger issues, kora!"
"And we're hoping she can make one for Colonnello and Skull," Fon finished.
"Sure," Tsuna said, pulling out his phone and firing off a text to Ayame. A response was immediate, chiming a ring. "She said give her an hour and she'll meet you at the park."
"What are the charms for?" Colonnello asked. He gnashed his teeth, glowering.
Tsuna hesitated just for a brief second. To both Colonnello and Skull's surprise, his eyes flashed orange. "I'm not sure if you noticed, but there's something about Namimori that makes intense negative emotions like aggression stronger. The charms are protection against that, because you're… well near the source of it quite often," Tsuna said softly.
"Isn't that Hyper Intuition, kora?" Colonnello asked, surprised.
Tsuna hesitated for another brief moment. "Yes."
"Ienari doesn't have Hyper Intuition," Skull said, looking over at Reborn. "You said he didn't Senpai."
Reborn remain oddly silent.
"In fact, you said he would probably never awaken it. Hyper Intuition is a mark of a Vongola boss," Colonnello said, eyes narrowing. "And if Tsuna here has Hyper Intuition, he has his Flames active as well. Why is Ienari the Decimo Candidate, kora?"
"Because I don't want to be Decimo," Tsuna said firmly. He set Skull back down to the ground before grabbing his basket and heading to the front cashier.
"He doesn't want it," Reborn said finally, drawing Colonnello and Skull's attention back to him. "He doesn't want it so don't push it."
"You would have always pushed it, kora," Colonnello pointed out.
"For anyone else? Yes," Reborn said. "But for Tsuna? No. I respect him too much for that."
Colonnello and Skull stared at him, surprised and feeling the weight of Reborn's words.
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Protections
"Something wrong?" Dino asked. Ayame had stopped and pulled out her phone, frowning at the text in question. He put down his own paintbrush, waiting for her response.
They had been painting for the last hour. Dino had needed the break away from Hisen and had dismissed her early before heading over to help Ayame finish painting the new bedrooms. Chikusa's room was now a soft calming blue color.
"You haven't been feeling large amounts of anger and frustrations have you?" Ayame asked.
No. Yes. Maybe. Not exactly anger per se. Frustration, yes. Between bloodthirsty Hisen and his acknowledgement of his feelings towards Ayame, he was a bit frustrated.
"Not really," Dino said, hedging his words.
Ayame merely raised her eyebrow.
"Hisen is a difficult child," Dino said, opting for the half-truth instead. Reborn always warned him that he was a terrible liar. Dino was a master at telling half-truths, always deflecting.
"You're the one who was tutoring her," Ayame said flatly. She typed a response and placed her phone back into her pocket.
"Are you angry that I'm tutoring her?" Dino tentatively asked. He knew how important Tsuna was to Ayame; knew she didn't care about Ienari and his friends at all; knew how Reborn was treated just because he was Ienari's tutor. It was a difficult spot to be in. Dino would never turn down a request from Reborn. Not to mentioned as he was the Decimo Candidate, it was Ienari that Dino should have been building ties with. But Dino didn't actually like Ienari. He preferred Tsuna's company instead, but duty demanded that he side with Ienari. Frustrating indeed.
"Why would I be?" Ayame asked. She finished cleaning up the paint supplies, resealing the cans and dumping the paintbrushes into a bucket of water.
"Because in a roundabout way I'm helping Ienari?" Dino said.
"That's your choice and beside we need Ienari to win the Ring Battles anyways."
Dino blinked, not quite believing his ears. What…? But why?
Ayame ignored him and pulled out a wooden box from the shelf, opening up the cover. "Come choose a color," she said.
Dino peered into the box, seeing a wide variety of different shades. He was instantly drawn to the gold colored one. "That one."
Ayame blinked her golden eyes at him. "Very well."
"What are these for?" Dino asked, surprised at the soft glow that radiated off the different items in the box as Ayame muttered under her breath.
"Protection charms," Ayame said, once she was done, glow fading. She handed the gold colored charm. "Against many different things, chief is the miasma of aggression that surrounds Namimori."
"What?"
"Ask Reborn."
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Charms
An hour passed by quick enough and Colonnello found himself at the park, meeting Ayame. Dino was with her. He waved, greeting the four of them as Ayame handed the tiny charms to Colonnello and Skull.
"What are these supposed to do?" Colonnello asked.
"Protection against the miasma of aggression that surrounds Namimori," Ayame said. "Other basics included. Don't lose it. I'm not inclined to make another one."
"But…" Dino started.
"I'm definitely not making you another one if you accidentally lose it," Ayame cut him off with a glare.
Colonnello ran his hand over soft fabric of the charm, feeling that bubbling anger that had been boiling under his skin retreat to a dull jab. "Weird," he said. "What's that miasma, kora?"
Ayame merely snort. "Ask Reborn," she said dryly.
Reborn shot her a glare.
"It's Ienari," Tsuna said quietly. Skull and Colonnello looked at the strained smile on Tsuna's face. "Due to his Flames being sealed by Nono as a child, Ienari has accidentally created a miasma of aggression around Namimori. As a result, negative emotions, primarily anger, are reinforced." He looked at Ayame. "But it has been getting better, right?"
Ayame crossed her arms. "As Ienari gains more and more control over his Flames and surprisingly becomes more spiritually balanced, yes it has gotten a bit better. But Namimori will never recovered until Ienari is gone."
"But how is Ienari capable of doing that?" Skull asked, confused.
"Flames of Wrath?" Dino suggested.
"Yin and Yang," Ayame said grumpily. "Out of balanced yang energy."
"I, for one, would love to hear more of that theory," Fon said.
"Please Neesan?" Tsuna asked.
Ayame grumbled. "Fine, fine. I'll give you lot a crash course in Yin and Yang."
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Each Other's Backs
Haru took a deep breath, coaxing those small embers within her into a large and raging fire. She grinned as her Flames flickered to life, spiking out and crystallizing.
"Good job!"
"Hahi! Thank you Tsu-kun," Haru said, beaming. She let the Flames die out. "Need any help with anything?" It was curious that Tsuna had come out to find her. She was deep in the forest to practice her Flames, far from prying eyes and innocent bystanders who may get hurt in the process.
"Just wanted to check in. Kyoko-chan said you were making good progress," Tsuna said.
Haru smiled even harder. That was good to hear. It had been nearly a month and a half since the Triads had come. She flexed her hands. They were tired and sore, singed by the very dangerous Flames she was trying to control. "I'm very motivated," Haru said. "I must get stronger faster after all."
Tsuna blinked. "Why? You can take your time. It isn't a race."
"Because next time, I have to be able to protect I-pin, everyone, especially you Tsu-kun." That was her goal. She never wanted to be that helpless, that useless again. Haru wanted to be able to fight back, to protect.
"What?!"
"Hahi, because we're friends. Everyone came to my rescue. It's only fair that I'm able to do the same. Hana made it sound like it happened often enough, especially around you," Haru said with a nod. At Tsuna's shock and stunned expression, her eyes narrowed and she placed her hands on her hips. "We are friends, right?" Because Tsuna or not, Haru might hit him if he denied it.
"Of course, we are," Tsuna reassured her. "It's only going to get more dangerous and I don't want you to get hurt."
"Hahi, it will be fine," Haru said confidently. "That's why we have each other."
Her words were rewarded with a soft and fond smile from Tsuna. "You're right," Tsuna said. "I've got something important to tell you."
He sat her down on the grassy forest floor and told her a wonderful and fantastical story about twins as different as day and night. Haru listened with rapt attention. Once the story was done, Haru wandered home and collapsed on her bed. She hadn't expected any of that. Even with her boundless creativity, she had a hard time wrapping her mind around it.
"Hahi… this was bigger than I imagined," Haru said to herself. But that was alright. It just meant she had to try harder. For her friends, she would learn to move mountains.
She closed her eyes, dreaming about grassy hills, the sound of sheep and a teenager with ice blue eyes.
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Goodbye
"You're leaving?" Ienari said with a pout.
Iemitsu laughed, his luggage at his feet. "Papa is needed back in Italy." He tousled Ienari's hair.
Ienari simply scowled, fixing his hair. "Don't take so long to come back next time," he said with a huff.
"You'll probably come and see me first," Iemitsu said with a smile. Nono still wanted Ienari to come to Italy for his own protection.
Ienari just scowled harder.
Iemitsu laughed, kissing Nana on the cheek and gave a wave to Tsuna as he exited the house. He got to the front gate when another voice stopped him.
"Leaving so soon?"
Iemitsu turned to look at Reborn. As always, the hitman's face was unreadable. "Yes," Iemitsu said. "Nono is acting not like himself. I must get to the bottom of it before our enemies find out."
Reborn tipped his hat, shadowing his eyes. "I see."
"The Varia are still coming," Iemitsu said with a heavy heart. He wished he could help out Ienari more, but he was sure that Ienari could handle it. "Take care of Ienari."
"Of course."
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Vacation Trip
"What do you say to a trip to the beach this weekend?" Ayame announced.
The entire group of teenagers looked at her. Everyone had come over to her newly renovated apartment to help with the finishing touches. Beds were being set up, boxes being moved and clothes hung.
To her ever displeasure, the five that lived with her, still appeared to be in a state of shock. Apparently, she wasn't being convincing enough to reassure them that she truly meant to give them their own rooms. (Plus, she would like her room back as well.)
"Why?" Tsuna asked, the first to recover.
"We finished the rooms," Ayame said. "Everyone is healthy enough. Summer vacation is going to be starting soon for you lot. We can start it early. A couple missed days won't be an issue."
"All of us?" Lancia asked.
"Of course," Ayame said. Bianchi probably won't be able to come since she was still training Kaori, nor would Nana who wouldn't want to alert Ienari. None of the Arcobaleno would be able to make it either. The younger kids could come if they wanted. But it might be a nice way to start summer vacation.
They certainly had earned it.
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Liger's Approach
Xanxus stared at the town they were approaching. So, this was Namimori. Pathetic. The things he had to do. "Let's kill some fucking trash."
And the Varia have arrived! Colonnello and Skull are getting pulled along, Haru is brought fully into the fold and Dino managed to spend some time with Ayame without making her mad.
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