Chapter 11: Chrysanthemum (Fidelity)

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(O.D.D.- A huge thanks to OfCloves-san for beta-reading this chapter!  Please enjoy! (^o^)/)

"Nii-shan! Nii-shan! What'sh thish?"

Bandaged hands gently took--what appeared to be--a book from a ravenet child.

"Hm? Otouto, this is an EXTREME Bible!"

"Bu--Ba-Ba--Bibel?"

Bright, loud laughter.

"N-No, Otouto. Bai-bull. Try to say it like that."

"Bibel."

"Bai-bull."

"Bibel!"

"Pffft--! Alright. We'll try again later. Where's our EXTREME Imouto?"

"Onii-chan~!"

A small ginger leaped onto a young, silver-haired teen.

"Gah! Imouto! That was an EXTREME scare!"

"Heehee! Shorry Onii-chan!"

Honey-brown eyes slowly opened.

A ravenet sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes as he yawned slightly.

"Onii-chan~! Breakfast is ready!"

The said teen perked up and slid out of bed, grinning widely as he briefly rubbed his nose scar.

"Be down in a sec to the MAXIMUM, Kyoko!"

<<(Sawada Household)>>

Alba sipped his morning coffee as he read the Namimori Newspaper.

His sunset-orange eyes paused on one headline.

NAMIMORI-CHUU STUDENT BADLY INJURED

The brunet narrowed his gaze as he set his mug of coffee down; his eyes quickly scanned through the contents.

'....'Broken arm'.... 'lacerations on the chest'.'

There was a picture.

Alba grimaced at the poor student. He recognized the uniform but not the face.

His orange irises blinked in surprise when he saw something on the student's chest in the picture.

A card.

An ace of spades....

....

'.....Could this be...?'

"Whatcha readin'?"

Alba jumped slightly in his seat, reflexively rolled up the newspaper into a makeshift weapon, shot up onto his feet, spun around, and, raising his 'weapon'...!

....

Alba made a disgruntled expression and slowly signed towards the other.

*Reborn.*

The said hitman smirked.

"Did I scare you?" The brunet threw the newspaper at Reborn's face. But of course, the ravenet caught it before it could hit him. "Did I?"

Alba merely made a noise of displeasure as he picked up his coffee again, taking a small sip.

Reborn raised an eyebrow and looked at the newspaper in his hands; he opened up to the page he saw Alba reading just now.

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