Probably why she never dare struck, yelled or attempted to fight him anymore. The girl was resourceful but even on her period, she was no match for him. She dealt with it by either yelling at everyone, but reborn OR by tuning them out with her MP3 player and headset. Unless she was in her period, in which she’d give in and just deal with all the idiots and chaos in the group with a firm discontent. She’d be out of school for a week and two days at most before they returned to their routine of him training her and Tsuna yelling at him that she’d not be the next boss. Landing on the floor and walking towards the bedroom door, contemplating why Tsuna would be playing hooky. Why was she home? The hitman jumped off the windowsill that he stood on while scanning the room. She was home? Normally the girl was at school where he could watch her every move and train her to be the next vongola. Momma was back from the market since the kids then started shouting at Tsuna. Tilting his head at the sound since it just now started up. The sound of music from downstairs made him blink. A pencil marked the page where she had stopped. Her books still in a neat pile next to the unfinished homework. Tsuna’s room was clean and the bed still freshly made from this morning. He wasn't sure what was going but he had a good guess that this meant that mamma had left for the marketplace with Ipin and the annoying cow, Lambo. The normally loud, bustling house was abnormally quiet.
Reborn looked around the quiet room that belong to Tsuna.
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