❦ 𝙇𝙖 𝙋𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 ❦

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˜"*°• La Papessa •°*"˜

In the harbor of Regalo, a blue-haired boy named Nova unsheathed his katana and points it at the smugglers in front of him as he glared at them.

"You've been caught smuggling red-handed." He states while having a serious face.

"The goods will be confiscated and you will be taken into custody."

One of the smugglers grunted in annoyance and threw some dynamite at him. Meanwhile, Libertà was carrying on with his work when he suddenly heard an explosion.

"What was that?" Libertà paused in his tracks, he looked around and spotted a cloud of smoke.

Dante looked away from the piece of paper he was holding, "Looks like some trouble." He answered Libertà.

"I'm gonna check it out!" With that, Libertà stormed off to investigate before Dante tried to protest.

"Hey!"

Dante lets out a sigh of frustration. Nova, on the other hand, continues to fight against the smugglers, one crook lunged his sword at him but the bluenette was quick enough to block it with his katana.

"I'm gonna lend a hand!" Until Libertà decided to interfere and fought off a few of the crooks.

Nova spared the blonde a glance and says, "There's no need for that!" He swings his katana and aims it at his foe. The men kept clashing and swinging their swords.

"You should learn to accept the generosity of others."

"What you're offering is called an unwelcome favour."

Nova and Libertá keeps on bickering with one another until they were at each other's backs. "You're not cute." Libertà says as they were surrounded by crooks.

"I'd prefer you not think that I'm cute." Nova replied.

Suddenly the leader of the smugglers arrives via automobile and attempted to escape along with two of his men.

The bluenette tried to go after them but he was stopped by Libertà, who suggested that they should take the back roads.

Nova only stared at him.

"W-What?"

"Hurry up." The blue-haired boy went on ahead of him. "I know!" Libertà scowled at Nova before going after the latter.

Somewhere in Regalo, a (h/c) haired dame lazily opens a bottle cap, drinks it and tosses it to a nearby trash can.

"This is the worst."

(Y/n) groaned as she forced her legs to walk through the streets of Regalo, with one of her maids, Mariella, accompanying her.

"Honestly, this is getting very old." Sighing she darted her (e/c) eyes around her surroundings to find some sort of entertainment. Mariella smiles at her as though she was quite amusing.

"Sighing is very unladylike, milady."

"I know."

The maid giggled at her master's antics. "Speaking of old, shouldn't we head back already for 'Papa's birthday party?"

(Y/n) hummed at her question as she placed her hands at the back of her head. "You mean the party I organized?" She faces Mariella and gives her a bored look.

"Should we look for lady Felicità and accompany them home then?" (Y/n) thoughts about it for a moment before nodding her head at her maid.

"Yeah sur—"

When all of a sudden, the ground began to shake and the sound of explosives could be heard. Mariella gasped as she clung onto a nearby lamp post.

"Oh dear, what on earth is going on?"

"You can go home first Mariella!"

(Y/n) then rushed out to see what was happening, ignoring her maid's protest.

"Wait— Milady!"

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"And... she's gone."