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Chapter three
Harry had been in Namimori Japan for about three days now, gathering information about everything he could find out. Just like the letter Reborn had sent him had suggested he do. And as much as it irritated him to follow something like orders, he just couldn't take someone's word as what was true without doing at least a little research himself to make sure.
So far Harry hadn't met face to face with Reborn yet, even if he was positive said hitman knew he was there. Seeing as there was no way that the hitman in question didn't know he was there; probably knew he was heading into town before he even arrived for that matter. At the same time Harry got the feeling that Reborn was rather amused about the fact they hadn't met up yet.
Despite the fact Harry hadn't met up with Reborn yet, Harry had still managed to find out quite a bit of information. Something that he, got the feeling, he was going to be somehow tested on, at a later date, for some reason.
So, knowing his gut feeling where usually correct Harry took care to get the most accurate information he could while doing so. He wasn't planning on failing any test that Reborn put him through; knowing he wouldn't like the consequences of doing so. Besides Harry, now that he had the choice in it, found that he really didn't like to fail anything; not if he could help it.
One of the bigger bits of information he had managed to find out, being the fact, he had found out who the 'him' that the people around him had been whispering about. Or at least he had heard them speaking about after they had seen the first form he had originally decided to take when it had first arrived in said town.
And a form he had since then changed because he got really irritated about being followed around, rather obviously at that, by a group of teens. Which yes, they were around his age so Harry really shouldn't be calling them teens or making it sound like they were children but honestly, they kind of came off like that to him considering everything he had been through and done himself. So yes, it was kind of irritating being followed around by them for what was basically over something as superficial as what his first form had looked like.
Which had led to Harry not only changing his form to something the complete opposite of the first from he had taken, but also finding out just why they were following him. And by doing that also having the benefit of finding out just who the 'him' the younger part of the town spoke of in hushed whispers really was.
It seemed that the followers he had gotten on his first day, and lost not long afterwards, were followers of the 'him' in question. Something that had amused Harry as everyone seemed to be afraid of this person and usually called him, 'him' or a demon perfect. Which again was something that rather amused Harry and made him just that much more curious about finding out more about this 'him' in question.
But in the end, after a little bit of looking around, Harry had found out who the person, so many people seemed to both fear and respect so much in equal measures, actually was. Not to mention he was able to find the real reason he had been being followed around to begin with.
Though he did have to admit he was a little surprised when he found out that it was all because of a teen that was close to his age; just a year older in fact. Called Kyoya Hibari; or more commonly known as Hibari.
As Harry had learned that when it came to names here, last names were more commonly used than first, with only those the person deemed close to them being able to use the first name; or at least that is what Harry believed was true.
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