Nana felt her composure crack as she watched the hitman, Reborn, take her sons upstairs to talk 'grades' and 'study routines' with them. It took everything in her not to scream, not to slam the door the minute Reborn had shown up, to smile and pretend that she had no idea who he was, why he was here.
She thought ignoring the flyer would give them more time.
She thought they had more time.
'Iemitsu,' she thought bitterly. 'He didn't even come in person to explain.'
How much of an airhead did her husband take her for?
The a soft coo as Meishi landed on her shoulder. The green colored falcon preened Nana's hair slightly and gave a soft chirp.
Nana gave Meishi a watery smile and steeled herself. She could do this. But first thing first.
Glancing upstairs to where Reborn and her sons were still sitting in Ienari's room, Nana slipped out the front door with a cellphone in hand. Quickly she dialed a number. There was someone else who needed to know about Reborn's arrival.
"Reborn showed up today."
On the other side of the phone, Ayame swore.
This was originally how I wanted to start chapter 1 ahaha. I took it out because Reborn noticing the mystery of Namimori was much better.
