After flipping off the almost unnoticeable small yellow bird hidden in the trees outside the clubroom, I decided to drag the Bloody Twins, who I'd stuffed in a large potato sack, all the way to Kokuyo Land myself.
"Can you believe they sent both - both - bloody twins after me?" I complained. "Like, who does that? Who just sends two psychotic assassins after an innocent beauty like me?"
"Uh huh, sure," Lindsey said. "Ah, wait a sec-" there was the sound of the phone being put down on a hard surface and the sizzling of greasy food in a pan in the background for few seconds, "There. What were you saying again?"
"I'm sorry, am I bothering you, Luca de Luca? You sound distracted."
"Oh, I'm sorry, please excuse from trying to enjoy the one day I have off by cooking myself a nice, big breakfast," he snarked.
"Are you sassing me, Luca de Luca? Oh my god, you are sassing me. I just took down two internationally wanted assassins and you're worried about your breakfast? That seems a little unfair, don't you think?"
"Not at all," he replied.
"Are you still mad about the haunted house thing?' I said.
"..."
"Oh my god," I realised with dawning glee. "You are still mad about the haunted house thing."
"Shut up, I'm not."
"My, my, Luca de Luca. Did no one ever teach you it's unhealthy to hold onto grudges for so long?"
"I'm hanging up."
"If running away is how you deal with all your problems, then I fear for-"
The dial tone interrupted the very important life lesson I had been about to give to Luca.
Hmph.
I texted him a single word. 'Wimp.'
"You!"
I walked past the guy yelling in the middle of the street, before realising I was the only other person in the area.
"Me?" I pointed to myself, looking back at the blond guy. His eyes drifted to the potato sack I had slung over my shoulder before meeting mine in fierce glare.
"Yes, you! I have come for a rematch," he said, pointing rather rudely right at my face.
"Eh, rematch?" I squinted at him, bringing my free hand up to rub at my chin. "I don't remember ever having a match with you in the first place though?"
"Why, you...! How dare- what's that on your wrist?" he asked abruptly, eyes freezing on my arm.
I looked down at my wrist as well and raised an eyebrow at him. "A bangle? Obviously?"
The blond suddenly paled and I whistled in amazement. His skin was so white that I didn't think it'd be possible for him to get even more pale.
"What about it?"
He started trembling. I tilted my head to the side.
"Hey, you okay? What's wrong? Didn't you come for a 'rematch'-"
He suddenly turned and bolted into a nearly alley.
"-or whatev...er...?"
I blinked after him.
"Well, that was weird," I commented to no one. Hm, come to think of it, he did look a little familiar though...
I peered at the bangle he'd been staring at. I'd gotten this one from... oh. That was why he'd seemed so familiar. He was the Flamepire I'd bitten back in Chapter 32. He must have recognized the bangle I had taken from the jeweled casket before gifting it to Tsuna.
Maybe if he came to challenge me to a rematch again I'd ask him why he was so shocked at the sight of it on my arm. If not, oh well. It probably wasn't that important anyway.
I stood at the gates of Kokuyo Land. Much like Tsuna when he stood in front of them, I also thought back to the time Nana had taken the family out for a fun day at the amusement park. Good times, good times.
Well, this was probably close enough. I tossed the Bloody Twins through the half melted gates (I could still smell the aftereffects of Bianchi's handiwork) and left.
I was a bit sad at not getting to meet Lancia though. He had seemed like a real handsome man, but oh well. There were plenty of other hot guys out there.
As I walked home, I recalled the power Mukuro had used in his fight with Tsuna. Six Paths of Reincarnation, I think it had been called? In the manga, he gained memories from his six past lives, but in the anime, his body had gone through the six paths of Hades.
I flipped open The Book to check.
Blah, blah, monologuing, monologuing, more monologuing, even more monologuing - aha! There it was.
Six paths of Hades it was. Man, this thing sure was handy.
That was probably a good thing. If the experiment the Estraneo Famiglia performed on him had given him memories of his past lives, I would have been compelled to find out if I knew one of his previous incarnations, and that would have led to a hell of a lot of trouble.
Come to think of it, Lindsey and I were the only reincarnators in this world as far as I knew. Were there more? Should I try to find them? Was there actually a grand purpose to me being reborn as the protagonist's twin sister, or was it just the whim of a bored god that I was here?
So many questions, too much effort to find the answers to said questions. For now, I'd just go with the flow and see where that took me.
Omake - On the other side of the camera
"The wall's become a monitor!" Tsuna yelled in shock. "Nee-chan!"
"You bastard! What are you up to?!" Gokudera growled from next to him.
The old man, dressed in a uniform he was a few decades too old for, chuckled and introduced himself as the assassin 'Birds'. Tsuna, focused on the image of his sister diligently working at her desk, barely heard the old man's monologue. It was only when he noticed a blur in the background that he turned his attention back to Birds.
"Hm...? What's that?" Then the blur became a grey-skinned creature humanoid. "Uwah!"
"Finally noticed, have you?" Birds giggled, in a high, reedy way that had him shuddering in disgust.
As another grey-skinned humanoid appeared, Birds informed them that they were the Bloody Twins, serial killers who'd been locked up for a full decade. Tsuna couldn't believe they were even human, with their grotesque movements and mutilated faces.
"My, my, she sure has a lot of hair, doesn't she? Would be a shame if someone were to... set fire to it!"
The lighter appearing in a Bloody Twin's hand left Tsuna no choice but to beg his companions to beat him up. He couldn't believe Reborn was asleep at a time like this. His sister continued working, oblivious to the literally looming threat. His friends' refusals were heartwarming, but now was not the time!
Thank god for Bianchi. But even she had to refuse when told to stab him.
He couldn't let his sister suffer the pain of having acid poured on her though, and yelled for Birds to give him the knife. Bianchi promised to call an ambulance and offered to stab him, but Tsuna knew this was something he had to do himself.
He took one last look at his sister. Tsuna held the knife above his stomach and was just about to plunge it down when suddenly:
"GHIIIII!"
Tsuna gaped as his sister punched one of the twins in the face. The rest of the beatdown was just as quick and brutal. When she was done, she made sure the two weren't going anywhere by breaking their legs with a disdainful look on her face. She flipped her hair over her shoulder, not even out of breath, before she set about cleaning up her spilt tea and righting the rest of the furniture.
She had just beaten up two serial killers and not even broken a sweat. His sister was amazing.
*coughs* so... it sure has been a long time, huh? *dodges shower of rotten vegetable* okay, okay, so hear me out! i just got caught up in life and sorta... lost interest. sorry. but i'm back! for like one chapter! so yay?
anyway, i started writing original stories. you can find me on royalroadl by the name of fishsaysno. i quite like what i've written there, so check it out if you have time, yeah?
as for this fanfiction... avoiding the mafia was my first real foray into writing and sort of a 'gateway drug', so i'm quite fond of it, so rest assured, i'll never truly abandon this story. but updates will be... yeah.
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