When the Bovino Family heard that Reborn was in a special mission from the Vongola's Ninth boss and it was in Japan, they organized a plan so Lambo could follow after Reborn.
-... murder this person? - Asked the kid wearing a cow costume, eating something that no one gave him with great pleasure. He didn't really understand what was being asked of him.
The kid was eating octopus croquettes and onigiri. It was not the first time the kid showed up with things that weren't common in Italy. But since he used the Ten Year Bazooka every now and then, and came back with things that... Well, more warnings from the Vongola's Tenth boss there couldn't be. The Teddy bear the kid carried everywhere didn't help the situation.
- Yes, that's all. - The Bovino Family had already sent a letter to Reborn and the Ninth. The last thing they wanted was a misunderstanding. - You leave tomorrow's morning. - The man ended nervously.
Reborn hasn't answered back, but the Ninth did. The Ninth was curious and he didn't seem to have taken their letter seriously. But, at least, the Ninth had assured them that Reborn will keep an eye on Lambo. In any case, if Lambo wasn't taken by the Vongola, he was already at the age to start going on little missions for the family.
If the future Vongola's Tenth boss had something to say, then he better say it as soon as possible. They didn't want a problem with who would one day be the tenth boss of Vongola. They already had more than enough warnings to know that the Tenth had marked Lambo as his. Any time the kid came back from the future he had a mark. And let's not mention his future counterpart, who wore an undoubtedly very known ring.
- I am going to tell the mister that I got my first mission! - With a big smile, the kid took out the Ten Year Bazooka from his hair before any of them could stop him and pink smoke surrounded the room. - Mister! Mister! Lambo-sama just got his first killing mission! - Stupid smoke that didn't let him see anything!
Silence and a somewhat tense smile was what greeted him when the smoke dispersed. There were a lot of people, wow.
- Excuse me for a bit. - And most of them didn't look very friendly... - Hayato, could you take over? I won't be long. - The silver haired man nodded immediately, getting up and exchanging places with the kind mister, who.was coming to him at a fast pace.
The kid didn't say anything at being taken and then placed on the shoulders of the man. He loved it, it made him feel very tall. He didn't say a thing even when the kind mister got out of that room, feeling so many eyes on them even though the silver haired man was talking and showing some things on some kind of electronic whiteboard.
- Did you say your first killing mission? - Thanks to the warm and playful voice he forgot everything else.
- Yeah! Lambo-sama was chosen to kill Reborn! - Though, honestly: - I have no idea who he is, but he must be a bad guy! - A very, very bad guy. Otherwise Lambo-sama wouldn't need to kill kim, would he?
- Oh? Then it must be very important... - Of course it is! The kind man is very smart, he got it at once! - Then let me give you something for good luck. It is not like you need it, of course...
- Of course not! Lambo-sama is the best! - There was no doubt about it. Even so: - Lambo-sama will accept anything from you. - Because it was from him, obviously.
- Is that so? - There was a note of good humor on it. - Well then, here you go. - He blinked several times at the odd blank paper offered. It was... a card? - Don't lose it. If you show it to Reborn, he will tremble in fear~ - A very contagious laugh came out. It was very short, sadly.
- Reborn won't know what hit him! - He barely took the card when smoke was everywhere. He wouldn't know if it was luck or ability that he was left almost touching the floor in what seemed to be just a blink. - Look! I have a secret weapon!
Lambo didn't understand why so many faces lost color. He also didn't notice some hidden people looking from their hideouts. All thanks to a card, waved like a greeting, with a big smile. What Lambo didn't know or couldn't see was the symbol of Vongola, nor the sky flames that it showed. It was, maybe, one of the purest sky flames they have seen in their lives.
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Jumping Through Time (translated)
أدب الهواةThere must be a reason why Lambo uses the ten years bazooka so much, especially when he is scared or in trouble. After all, wouldn't it make more sense for a child to look for the person who they feel the most safe with?
