The Mastermind is a Middle School Student (KHR FF)

Would You Die For Me?

(35: I don't care how where or when)

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"You would have been the first in your line to die due to your inability to break a simple illusion."

"I literally just woke up."

Eitou sighed in exasperation. Palms dragging down his reddened cheeks, having been pressed into a firm surface for hours before waking up, as proven by the small indents of wrinkled clothes on the flesh of his chin. "Can't you wait like, 20 minutes before shitting on me?"

Reborn scoffed, standing on the wooden frame of the bed - not Eitou's, quite obvious without blinding pink everywhere in sight. The infant pulled out his flip phone, typing something into the receiver, "The Madam took care of your mess. Now you should take care of yours."

"What mess?" He frowned.

"This."

Reborn pressed a button on his phone.

Immediately, the sound of crashed glasses and muffled groans came from below. A few curses flew out, both Italian and English, and the scuffle of stomping feet spread slowly from the first floor to his current floor. A few beats later, the bedroom door flung open to reveal four dishevelled teens.

Eitou paused.

"Young Master!!!" Julien choked up with unbearable emotion. His doll-like face seems to have been weathered by hardships, his lustrous blonde strands had dulled from stress. It seems his arrogant cousin had met his match here in Namimori. "You're finally awake!!!"

Behind Julien, the face most happy to see him awake, is apparently, Tsuna.

The brunette also teared up upon seeing Eitou's bewildered face. "S-senpai! You're finally awake!!!"

"..." Eitou didn't know whether he should first tell the two to wipe their tears or ask why they're both in maid uniforms.

A firm arm, which was encircled around his waist, pulled away with frustration. A rough, slightly sleepy voice whispered into his ears, "I want to bite them to death."

"Don't bite my cousin," Eitou absentmindedly denied.

Hibari frowned, before asking about the other choice, "... The omnivore?"

"... The omnivore too." He shook his head.

Reborn knocked the wooden leg of the bed with a hammer he probably transformed from Leon. "Alright, now that Yukimura is awake. It's time to determine the winner of the Vongola Style Special Caretaker Competition."

... The what, what and what competition?

The infant pointed his hammer towards the group of four, kindly re-explaining the context to the only out-of-the-loop person here, Eitou.

"The competition aims to prove who has taken care of Namimori better in the absence of the two main rulers of this town. Originally, the participants were to wear nanny uniforms, but due to several protests, I reluctantly changed it to a more sophisticated concept. Maids and butlers."

Tsuna shrieked, "You really didn't have to! By the way, why couldn't we all be butlers!?"

"Shush." Reborn skillfully smacked the top of his newest student's head. "Of course, this is to respect the preference of our Gold guest who prefers wearing elegant dresses. We, the Vongola, are not uncivilised hosts, after all."

Julien frowned, "When I said I didn't want to be a nanny, it did not mean I wanted to be a maid."

"The Maids are tasked with taking over Yukimura's chores. Keeping up with the intelligence of the town's most untouchable caste, promoting morale within the defeated ranks, then banding together with the Butlers to ensure no pests invaded Namimori."