Reborn had called the ninth, since his student's damned father was not answering.

There were several suspicious things that made his hand tremble, tempting him to lash out at the damned CEDEF informants.

First there was this tranquility that was breathed in Namimori, when there was more chance that it was conquered by the yakuza, then there was the fact that they have not found even the slightest trace of what happened seven years ago.

Last but not least is the name Takeshi that Mamma mentioned, it rang a bell, but he couldn't remember from where, he wasn't stupid when he heard Mamma linking Ugetsu's father with that name, he knew something was wrong. After all he would not be able to forget all the information linked to his students.

- I informed my guards and the agents in charge of information, to check all the files if necessary - silence was present on the line - do you think this person is important?

Reborn knew his friend well enough, he knew something was going through his head - Yes, and what do you think?

Silence again, within seconds he heard his friend sigh.

- My intuition is trying to tell me something that I still can't figure out if it's good or bad.

- Despite your years? - the other side laughed.

- Yeah, I think I'm getting pretty old now. Reborn, you'll have to wait a few days.

The hitman sighed, he already knew - Okay, I'll wait.

The call was cut off and Reborn looked for a moment at his phone. He averted his gaze to the night sky looming overhead, stars beginning to decorate the sky. His gaze darkened briefly, his killer intuition telling him something was going to happen.

The disappearance of the minors was a low blow for the new generation, an anguish for their parents and a mockery for Vongola, how can family members of the next generation disappear when they were supposed to be guarded by the best members of CEDEF?

Before returning to the residence Sawada went to the town hall where several of his students' family records were kept. If they were of any use at this point in the years.


The group that was in the Sawada house was awakened by a loud explosion, Giotto got up with a headache and in a quick alert of his intuition put his hands in front of his face.

When he got a better look at what he had grabbed he saw that it was paper and grimaced, heard a noise and raised his head to see his tutor with Leon transformed into a shotgun.

- You change now, or these bullets will end up in your skull, oh and those papers are for Namimori High School is for you and your guardians to enroll.

Giotto got up to go to change and saw G and Lampo nowhere to be seen.

As he went down to the dining room he saw his two friends sitting in front of the table, Lampo looked like he would fall asleep on it at any moment, and G was already fully awake and groomed, he was the first to greet him when he saw him enter.

After breakfast the trio left the house, finding Ugetsu and Knuckle waiting for them outside.

They greeted each other and started for school.

- Giotto, aren't you forgetting something? - G's question was answered with a simple "huh?

- Oh, right - Giotto took out a small stack of papers and showed them to the group - we have to fill out our data here, to enroll in Namimori High School.

- I think it was better to do it at your place, Giotto.

- Oh... you're right.

- Calm down, we can go to a cafeteria and fill them there - Giotto accepted what Ugetsu proposed.

The group advanced to where Knuckle told them there was one, and when they arrived they stared at the sign.

- I don't remember this being here.

- From what Kyoko told me, it opened a year ago.

When they entered, the sound of the bell was present. Inside the establishment was comfortable, the group advanced to the far table in the corner.

- Let's see, Mm... What shall we start with?

- Maybe because of where we studied.

- So, what do we write at the primary level?

- Well, the name of where we studied I do not remember, but we can put Vongola. After all for some time we studied in the mansion.

-Are you crazy, you idiot, they'll put us in jail with just the name!

- But G, your family is not spared, in your last name is the proof that it is also involved with the mafia.

- and Lampo is not spared either.

- AH damn it! - the teenager tousled his hair in frustration, Giotto watched the whole exchange with a nervous smile.

- G...

- Shut up Giotto, you are saved because your birth name does not belong to the mafia just like the idiot with the sword and the idiot Maximo.

- Don't forget Alaude, G.

- That alone is already a danger, just like Daemon, whose name is its perfect definition.

- We have already deviated from the subject...

- E-Excuse me.

The new voice caused the soul of most to leave their bodies, they quickly turned around to face whoever had intruded, turning out to be a red-haired boy with glasses holding something resembling a notepad.

- Will they ask for something? - The group blinked even as they watched the boy, who became more and more nervous.

- Ah yes, an espresso with croissants - the group looked at Knuckle who had the menu since they don't know when, the boy wrote down the order, Ugetsu looked at the menu card that his friend was holding.

- And a Ristretto for me - now the glances stopped at Ugetsu who looked back at them with a smile - aren't you going to order?

G averted his gaze and folded his arms - tsk, same as the idiot.

The boy paused with the pen still on the paper, confused by the words to which Ugetsu pointed to himself still with a smile making the boy understand.

- the two of us a Cappuccino - with the last thing written down the boy walked away.

- May I know why they asked for that?

- No way are we staying here without at least ordering something, besides I wonder how the Ristretto will taste here - G raised an eyebrow at Ugetsu.

- Since when do you take that? - the rain keeper blinked in confusion.

- eh, well, for four years - seeing the look on his partner's face he continued - Oh come on, G, you've been drinking since you were eight years old and in larger quantities.

G bristled like a cat almost going over to the other side of the table to hit his fellow guardian, being stopped by Giotto who pinned him in place.

- G, if you do anything you can be sure we won't get out of Reborn alive, besides this place has an express, he must already know, you know what that means, don't you? - the nervousness could be heard in Giotto's tone with some drops slipping from his forehead.

The group nodded in unison reassuring Giotto.

- I wonder why menus that we found only in Italy appear here.

- They must be Italians who came to live in Japan, Giotto - the silence made G's eyes widen - what's wrong?

- And if the owners are mobsters - the storm gave him an incredulous look.

- Really, Giotto, don't talk nonsense, please, they are civilians...- the silence that answered him made G open his eyes to look at his friend who had a worried look - wait, your intuition is warning you?

- Something similar.

His friend's half-confirmation caused the group to tense up, G held up his pistol concealed in his pocket.

- Excuse me - there you have it again the waiter causing a heart attack to the tenth generation, for a moment G almost pulls out his gun to point it at him - here is your order.

The teens deflated from the stress, and looked at their order with relief, Giotto looked at the boy ready to ask.

- Excuse me, can I ask you a question? - the boy looked at him confused, but nodded anyway - What's your name?

The harmless question surprised the group and the young man, who ended up blinking.

The boy for a moment hesitated, but at once answered him - Irie, Irie Shoichi.

- I see, nice to meet you Shoichi-kun, I'm Giotto di Vongola - the boy blinked in confusion and tilted his head, Giotto just smiled - This place seems quite new, I don't remember if it was here before.

- Ah, sorry for my clumsiness, it's a last name I hadn't heard before, and yes, this place is new around here, it's barely been open for a year, the owner had said he wanted to see how it was doing once it was open.

- I see, thank you very much.

The boy walked away from them to join his companion at the counter.

- Giotto - the aforementioned felt a shiver - what was that for?

- G, easy, I was testing whether he was mafia.

The three guardians looked sideways at the storm guardian who seemed to want to explode, Ugetsu laughed at the tension in the air.

- Giotto.

- My plan succeeded.

- Giotto.

- As I said

- GIOTTO! - by the shout everyone was silent, G sighed frustrated - you idiot, was your damn plan to tell him that you are a direct relative of the most powerful mafia in the underworld, what would you have done if that brat belonged to the mafia, no matter how strong we are we can't cause a scandal here, who knows what enemies await us if we blow up this cafeteria for a fight.

The argument could be heard all the way to the counter where the boy was standing and he only sighed at the noise.

- What a bad time you are having Irie, I give you my condolences - the named one enlarged a vein and looked at his friend with annoyance.

- Oh shut up, Spinner, we have work to do.

- Sisi, but - Irie's friend pointed to the seated group - what are you doing with them?

Irie turned to look at the group for a moment - nothing, they will have bigger problems later.

- Well - he replied bored.


After more than thirty minutes the group stopped arguing.

- As we have completed the paperwork we have to leave.

- All right, Giotto.

They got up from their seats to pay their bill and left the premises. The duo of friends watched them leave, when they were a little ways away they turned around.

Irie walked over to the phone that was in the room they used for storage, adjacent to the counter, Spinner stood in the door frame as his friend dialed a number.

- Hi, how are you guys? - Irie smiled and Spinner watched the exchange.

- Guessing again that we are together, aren't we? - the interlocutor laughed - we're fine, aren't we?

- Of course, we're fine here too, we just had some inconveniences - the voice was silent for a while - What happened?

- Giotto di Vongola and his guardians have officially arrived in Japan - Shoichi answered seriously.

Silence fell on the other end of the line until a sigh was heard.

- Okay, thanks for letting me know Irie-kun, let me know if anything happens, by the way, send my regards to Spinner-kun, oh and don't try too hard.

- Okay, trust us boss. - He turned around as he ended the call, meeting his friend's curious gaze.

- Do we have a day off? - Irie rolled his eyes at his friend.

- Yes Spinner, yes and Boss sends his regards.


Giotto and his group headed towards the school at a slow pace.

- How do you think we will do? - Ugetsu asked curiously

- If we talk about school for sure fine, if not Reborn kills us.

- Don't worry Giotto, we'll go to the MAXIMUM in high school.

- You came back with your everyday word, you idiot.

- Some broom head problem at MAXIMUM

- What the hell did you say you bastard!

- All I want to do is sleep.

- Come on guys, don't fight, we are all friends.

Giotto watched as Ugetsu futilely tried to calm G and Knuckle's escalating fight.

- Ugetsu, I think you're not making it... Moment.

- What? - snapped G.

- What do we do with Alaude and Daemon, we couldn't write them down?

- Alaude has his means to get in, as does Daemon - Reborn appeared above them with Leon turned into a parachute.

- Alaude and Daemon are already registered in Namimori, only you are missing.

Giotto clutched his head in his hands, he was sure that Reborn would prepare a special training for him.

- What the hell are they doing, they will be late - Giotto raised his head to see his tutor far away from them, he looked at his friends and made a sign to them.

- Let's go before he makes us do any special training.