Family Outing

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A/N: I apologise for the delay! I do my best to stick to the 2-week uploading schedule, but sometimes it is impossible.

[Family Outing]

"Stop it, Dante." Reina complained as she swatted her uncle's hand away before it could make contact on her head again. That man was a nightmare for anyone with styled hair, with the only exception being her father because he had a great glare that could shut anyone up without a single word.

Like the ten times before that she had repeated the words, the hand came back seconds later, slowly and with absolutely no sense of trying to keep things secret. By now, Reina was more or less convinced that Dante was doing it purely to annoy her, because the man always took sadistic pleasure from her annoyance.

"Daddy." Reina whined, knowing that her father hated it whenever anybody whined, most particularly her. "Make Dante stop, or I'm going to whine to you all night."

"Stop it, Dante." Her father's reply was almost instantaneous, repeating the words that she had been chanting the whole while. The effect, however, was miraculous because Reina found her uncle pouting like a little baby, stuffing his hands into his coat pockets as if he didn't know what else to do with them if he wasn't trying to get on her nerves.

"Good boy." Reina could not help but rub salt onto his wounds. While she loved her uncle the way anyone would love the easy-come-easy-go uncle of the family, Reina shared a teasing relationship with him that could easily be mistaken for malice. They were like two children who got enjoyment from seeing each other's suffering not-so-secretly, making each other trip up in front of the parental figure that was her father.

Unfortunately, that analogy put Dante in the same age range as Reina, and not the middle age range that he was supposed to be in along with her father.

"This is not over yet." Dante warned her, trying to look threatening with a glare, but he could not even come close to his twin brother's intensity when it came to dead-eye stares.

"It is for now." Reina answered with a grin, then increased her walking pace to escape from their conversation, catching up with her no-nonsense father who hadn't been bothered to keep his pace slow for the teasing conversation to continue.

"I'm glad that you have the time today to come out with me and Dante, Daddy." Reina started conversationally, keeping her eyes front.

When they first met a few years ago, Reina had had the habit of watching her father's face carefully in the hopes of catching any emotions that might show on his face at her words. Unfortunately, that had gotten her into a few near-accidents and more than a few head bumps when she walked into all sorts of things on the road. Eventually her father had told her to keep her eyes strictly on the road when walking, and it had been an embarrassing thing for a 20 year old to hear those words from her father spoken as if she were a 3 year old who had just learnt to walk.

"I have been busy." He said.

"I know. You are always busy." Reina answered.

"I am only so busy because your uncle-" The standard excuse was coming up, and Reina gave a large sigh to interrupt her father's upcoming justification about how he was always busy trying to erase all the troubles and problems that his twin brother had given them.

"I know, Daddy. I don't blame you." She said.

They were silent for a short while as they took roughly twenty steps in awkward silence, Dante presumably following behind them, distracted with whatever distracted annoying uncles like him.

"I blame myself." Vergil's words were soft and almost inaudible. Sadly for him, Reina had inherited his inhumane abilities, and better-than-human hearing was one of them.

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