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Chapter 6

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Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman! Reborn.

Warnings: OC and everyone loves Haru (except maaaaaybe Tsuna. He likes her as friend numbuh one, hahaha!)

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Summary: Seeing memories of someone else from her childhood and up till now, Haru has a chance meeting with a man who is always present inside those moments. Now, the young woman sets off on her own personal journey to reunite two hearts. But what of the girl that the memories they belong to? What of her heart?

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(A/N: I honestly wanted this story to be three chapters. It's not working out that way.)

Later that night, Haru is washing the jacket Angelo gave to her the night before. She's in deep thought now that she knows that truth. Angelo never mentioned Skye specifically after she introduced herself as Sora, but she knows that he misses her. She also knows that after a bit of prying, Angelo is still the Angelo she knows from her memories. He's just older, more tired, sadder, and less happy.

He's never loved anyone else even after Skye's death. He's been alone all this time. This breaks Haru's heart as she waits for the jacket to finish drying. The Vongola laundry room is in the basement. It's still a well furnished place with a golden carpet and white walls. But the softness of the carpet does nothing to hold back the tears which fall from her face. She slides down the wall and places her hands over her tired face. Her heart breaks for the man she knows and the woman she will never get to meet.

"Oh Angelo..." She whimpers.

"What the hell are you doing on the floor?" Growls a deep voice.

"ACK!" Haru jumps, startled, and snaps her head to see Hayato who is looking down at her with a dirty look. Ugh, you've got to be kidding me. With the last face she wants to see, Haru wishes the tears in her eyes away and prays that the jacket would hurry up to dry. "Haru waiting for her clothes to dry." She smiles at him and begins to tap her fingers along her forearm.

Hayato is giving her a suspicious look. She frowns at this. It seemed like he was trying to determine something but she wasn't giving him anything to go off of. Even if I was going to do something, I'd never let him know. Haru takes satisfaction in knowledge. "Hahi, how can Haru assist you Gokudera-san?"

Through pursed lips, Hayato begins to inquire. "That cow told me that he lost you today and when you came back, you were with another man." Deep green eyes are watching Haru's every reaction and she stiffens. She also internally groans because she forgot to tell Lambo to keep his mouth shut. "I don't care who you hang out with, but if you leave, take me or someone else with you."

At this, she gives Hayato a look that screams, I'm so weirded out by you right now. He rolls his green eyes and crouches down towards her so that they're eye leveled. "I mean it, okay?" The seriousness in his eyes catch her attention. She gives him a worried look. "There's a small famiglia on the rise. They don't know about the rings and we prefer it that way."

"H-Hahi..."

"They're small fry, but we don't want to risk anyone getting hurt. If you leave, take me or someone else with you. Like Reborn or Bianchi." The names he's listed off warn Haru that something is amiss among them.

If they were really small fry, he would say someone like Ryohei-niisan or Lambo. "Okay." She nods his head and Hayato gives her a small grin.

"Good. Are you leaving anywhere tomorrow?" He asks her as nicely as he can when with her. Haru nods her head.

"Yes. Haru is returning the jacket to the man who walked her home." Hayato nods his head and gets up. He pulls Haru up along with him.

"I'll go with you." There is no room for argument in his tone.

The brunette gives him a blank look. "EH?"

"Did you not listen to what just I said?" Snaps Hayato as he folds his arm. He gives her The Look. "Pay attention stupid woman!"

Hot anger immediately fills her face. "Shut up Gokudera-san! Don't call Haru a stupid woman!" Just before the two can really get into it, a loud buzz sound goes off and Haru is thankful that the jacket is finally dry. She side steps him and grabs the jacket and immediately dashes for the stairs. "HARU IS GOING OUT TOMORROW BUT NOT WITH YOU!" She yells at him. So far gone, she doesn't see his offended look. Then he calls after her.

"I DIDN'T WANT TO GO WITH YOU ANYWAYS!" He's at the bottom of the stairs and Haru is nearing the top. She spares him an annoyed glance before taking a hand and pulls down below one of her eyes and sticks her tongue out.

"Bleeeeh!"

"Oi..." A tick appears on the silver haired Italian. "You damn woman, GET BACK HERE!" Hayato begins to chase Haru up the stairs but she's ahead and when she gets to the top, she closes the door and locks it. "HEY!" That's Hayato and he starts banging on the door. "YOU DAMN IDIOT! OPEN UP THIS DOOR!" His fists are pounding.

Haru shakes her head and turns before bumping into someone. "Hahi! Sorry!" To her utmost shock, she bumps into Tsuna. The brunette immediately distances herself and hold Angelo's jacket close to her. Some part of her resents Tsuna because he was against her coming to Italy. "Good evening, Tsuna-san." She says with a polite tone. Tsuna grimaces at this but nods and offers a shy smile. Haru is sure not to return it.

"It's okay." Hayato is still shouting behind the door. "You and Hayato-kun still getting along?" He says as he looks over her shoulder. A colorful string of words are leaving Hayato's lips and Haru feels herself smile as she see's Tsuna frown.

"We get along as we always have, Tsuna-san." She begins to walk past the younger man. "Excuse me, Haru has something to do tomorrow so she will be turning in for the night."

"Wait!" His call for her stops Haru in her tracks and she turns back to give him a slight look. "I overheard you're going out tomorrow. Do you have anyone to go with you?" He asks her, pleading just a little bit. She can see in his bright eyes that he wants her to ask him to go with her. But for reason as to why? She doesn't know.

This would be a first. Instead, Haru nods her head. "I do." She shoots him a tiny grin before continuing down the hallway. Haru doesn't look back as she leaves so she doesn't see the way Tsuna's shoulders slump. Tsuna runs a hand through his brown hair and continues down the hallway to unlock the door for his right hand man.

Stiffening, Hayato apologizes if the (future) Tenth heard anything unpleasant. "By the way, which way did that wo-Haru, which way did Haru go?" He corrects his way of addressing that woman in front of Tsuna because he knows of his difficulties he's having towards her. Tsuna shakes his head.

"She's gone off to bed, don't disturb her." He gives Hayato a forced grin before continuing down the hallway. The right hand man stares at the retreating back of his boss and sighs. He runs a tired hand through his silver strands.

How long will they stay like that? Shaking his head, Hayato soon follows Tsuna. "Tenth! Wait up!"

Anyone who saw Haru leaving that morning would have seen someone who looked like she was going on a date. Her hair was done up nicely in a loose bun and the extra strands hanging out were curled just a bit. Haru wore a clean, long maroon skirt that had solid fabric on the inside and an outer portion that you could see through. She was also wearing nude flats with a matching top and had on a cozy, thick, dark green cardigan. She tried to swing out of the mansion before anyone could catch her (coughGokuderacough) and she almost made it too.

Reborn surprised her at the end of the gate.

"Ah, Reborn-chan?" Haru gawked, like a fish out of water, she was was surprised. Reborn was dressed in a baby blue coat, red scarf and white pants. He looked like any cute little kid. He had even ditched the fedora hat for a little red beanie. Under normal circumstances, this would make her squeal but not right now. The bag she had in her hands with Angelo's jacket inside went behind her back out of instinct. She flashed the little boy a smile. "Reborn-chan, how can Haru help you?"

"Are you going anywhere?" Reborn questions instead, ignoring Haru's own. She pouts at him.

"Haru was just going to see a friend." She offered. Reborn smiles at her.

"I'll come with you Haru." He holds out a hand for her to take. "I have matters to deal with in town so I'll accompany you for a bit." Haru, who didn't notice she was stiff, relaxed. She gingerly placed her hand in his and Reborn begun to lead her to the little city in Italy. "What friend are you going to meet that you dressed up so nicely?" Reborn asks.

Haru grins at this and her eyes sparkle. "Do I? Do I really look nice?" Reborn suppresses the urge to raise a brow. Haru was speaking in first person now. "I wasn't sure if this was a good outfit. And it's also a little cold today, desu." Her cheeks grow pink. "I'm glad I look okay."

"Are you going on date?" Reborn can't help but to ask. He hasn't seen Haru this happy...ever. Most probably because she's also never been on a date before.

"Hahi? No, nothing like that." The young woman shakes her head. "This... I... Umm..." Haru blinks. Truthfully, she didn't know why she wanted to dress so nice. Before she knew it, Haru had wanted to impress Angelo and this outfit came to mind. She personally thought it was cute. Then again, Haru could have sworn she was hearing a voice inside her all morning, debating on what to wear. "It's not a date." Is what she ends up telling Reborn.

"Right." His grip on Haru's hands tighten as the enter the small city.

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Haru looks around the little plaza, eyes searching desperately. When she was with Angelo yesterday, he said he would meet with her in the morning. At the same place where he found her. Reborn stood idly by the older woman's side. "It's not good for a woman to wait on a man." He began. Haru winced at that.

"We didn't say when exactly in the morning now that Haru thinks about it." She defended and began to feel silly. Reborn eyed her from below but said nothing against it. Haru shuffled her feet as her hands gripped tighter to the bag she had on her. She is hoping Angelo would come soon but in order not to feel nervous, not to feel embarrassed, she decides to create small talk. "Reborn-chan, what kind of business do you have to deal with today?"

A little smile plays on his lips. "Mafia things, Haru. Mafia things." Haru pauses and the first thing that comes to mind is what Hayato told her last night. Reborn doesn't need to say anything more for her to understand.

He's going to walk around the city to gather information. She sighs at this and places her chin in her hand. It explains why Reborn-chan is dressed as a kid. No one would expect a hitman to be a little seven year old boy. He has more years of experience in this business than Haru would like to think about. "Hahi, Reborn-chan, did you have breakfast yet?" She wants to know and kneels down to his eye level.

"No, why?" Reborn tilts his head and blinks cutely at her.

"You can't do mafia things on an empty stomach." Giggling, Haru lightly pinches Reborn's cheek. "Let's go find some place to get food real quick. I'm sure something is open." She gingerly leads Reborn to a mini stall filled with fruit and freshly baked loafs of bread. Leaving Reborn to the translating, they quickly decide on some freshly made chicken and bacon panini (courtesy of Reborn paying).

The two sit on a bench and take a bite into their sandwich at the same time. "Mmm..." Haru hums with delight. A smile plays on Reborn's lips as he takes another large bite. "This... This is soooo good!" She inspects the panini and groans. "So delicious, desu."

"It is nice." Agrees the little boy and looks at Haru with bright eyes. "Can I play with your phone?"

"Of course." Haru hands Reborn her phone and they continue to eat. They chatter here and there, with Reborn occasionally leaving his eyes from Haru's phone. She's content with it until her heart starts to beat in a strange way. Eh?

"Whew, here you are." A voice from close by calls out of the blue. Haru is quick to react and snaps her head to see Angelo walking towards her. He's dressed in a long gray jacket that's a bit on the thin side, black pants and has a red scarf wrapped around his neck. She feels her heart beat in that unusual fast pace before smiling at him.

"H-Hello Angelo." Haru smiles warmly at him before finishing that last of her panini. She stands from the bench and dusts off imaginary dust particles. "How are you?" She asks English. She doesn't notice the way Reborn has his eyebrows raised in surprised.

Ho ho ho. Reborn smiles before taking one long, scrutinizing look at the older man. He's surprised that he's met the man so fast and tilts his head. Haru doesn't notice this and goes to hug the older man. He returns the hug before patting her head.

"I'm fine. Who is this young man with you?" Angelo asks about Reborn. The small hitman smiles at him kindly, something that doesn't slip by Haru and she frowns a bit at him.

"Everyone calls me Reborn." He says in English. Haru's eyes widened at this with surprise.

Since when did he ever...? She shakes her head and giggles albeit nervously. This is Reborn we're talking about. He probably knows all the languages in the world. Believing this to be true, Haru watches the little boy closely as he interacts with Angelo. Thankfully, she can't detect any ill will from him and grows even more pleased when Reborn begins to bid them farewell. "Do you really have to go?" She questions in Japanese.

Reborn gives Haru a cheeky grin. "Yes," he replies in the same fashion, "I'll see you back at the house later." Haru nods her head and the small boy jumps off the bench and walks away. Angelo gives Haru a worried look.

"Should he not come with us?" He asks. She shakes her head in reply.

"No, he's...different from other little boys. Reborn will be fine." The old Italian man nods his head in understanding before Haru grabs onto his arm. She looks up at him with eyes glistening with excitement.

"Shall we go?" She says.

"Where are we going?" He asks, letting Haru lead the way. She just smiles at him and digs into her pocket. She pulls out a black credit card, courtesy of Lambo from yesterday.

"We can go anywhere you'd like." She promises. With that said, they set off. "Where would you like to go first?"

The first place he thinks to go is Sicily. The other side from where they stay at in Italy, which happens to be Venice. Haru is glad for this because not only is she far away from the Vongola Family for the day, but from a memory she had when she was a little girl, Skye was always fascinated with Sicily and its landmarks. No thanks to Angelo whose parents were born and raised in the large town. They always told Skye stories about their hometown.

The two are traveling up to the ancient, outdoor theater; the Greek Theatre of Syracuse. Haru has been chatting with Angelo about little things, trying to get him to open up about Skye. Try as she might though, she keeps failing and he always seems to cleverly evade her attempts. He's too good at this. She thinks with a frown.

Haru wants to help Angelo. She wants him to understand and to know Skye's feelings before she died. But is coming out to say it the right way to go? She shakes her head at the thought. No, he'll just run away. Knowing this to be true, she smiles as Angelo's eyes seems to brighten a bit just as the landmarks appears in sight. But how to get him to talk to me about Skye? Humming, she tries to think of a way to get him to open up.

At times like these, she wishes that the voice she hears in her heart would help her out. There is a little tug on Haru's sleeve and she looks up at Angelo. "What is it?" She questions. The old gentleman points out ahead and Haru follows his line of vision. Brown eyes widen to great extent to the sight that greets her. "Whoaaa..." The breath in her leaves for a moment as Haru takes in the sight before them.

The ancient ruins was a masterpiece to behold. It is a huge open spot that was carved and etched into the terrain. Going up the stone stairs were tufts of grass peeking from cracks. It left Haru speechless. She could see why Skye has always wanted to go here. A full smile filled her lips and Haru subconsciously grabbed Angelo's hand. "Let's go to the top!" She cheers and begins to drag him along.

"A-Ah, wait!" He calls in vain, trying to keep up with the young woman. Haru doesn't pay him any need as she races to the theater. "I-I don't think we can just go there!" Angelo tries to slow Haru down. All he manages to do though is make her more excited. "S-Sora! Wait!" Angelo's arm feels like they're about to fall off at the force Haru is pulling him at. No matter how he calls her, Haru doesn't pay him any mind and continues ahead.

One look at her face though, his eyes widen. Haru's eyes sparkle so much that it was almost blinding. There was so much awe and joy in her face, she was so full of life that Angelo couldn't find it in him anymore to keep Haru from getting what she wanted. Even though the little Japanese woman didn't look anything alike his beloved, there was something about her that reminded him so much of... Skye. A sad smile crosses his face at the thought.

Before he knows it, he finds himself atop the historical landmark with Haru breathing quickly beside him. The sun has finally begun rising from ahead due to late mornings and Angelo breathes in the cool air.

"Have you been here before?" Haru asks suddenly, with interest.

"It's been a long time." He tells her. "I haven't been here since childhood. Sometimes in the summer, I would visit here with my parents." There's a wistful look in his eyes as he clears his throat. Now, this is news to Haru because as far as she knows, his parents were still alive by the time Skye passed away. This is something she can go off on.

"How come you stopped coming?" She asks and sits down on the dry ground. Haru places the bag next to her and pats the spot next to her, inviting him to sit down. Angelo obliges and takes a seat.

"It's a little hard to come back here." He tells her honestly. Haru's heart suddenly begins to ache.

Angelo... A voice whispers inside of her. Why?

"Why is that?" Haru inquires more. Before Angelo can deter the conversation away, she speaks again. "This is a wonderful spot to share with someone you love, isn't it?" At the words, he freezes. Got you. Haru finds that she doesn't mind that she resorted to such a trick. Taking her eyes off of him, she looks to the rising sun. "Thank you for showing me this place, Angelo." They're honest and sincere words. She means every bit of it. "Even if you didn't mean to."

Angelo says nothing and only nods his head once. Why haven't I been back in a while? Deep in his heart, he knows the truth though. Clenching his fists, the older man gives a deep sigh. Sharing this view with someone you love, huh? He sneaks a peek down at Haru who looks honestly content, just looking at the sun by his side. He imagines her with longer, darker hair and cocoa skin. Her eyes, instead of dark brown, are a warm chocolate color.

I really miss her. He tells himself and turns away from Haru, who is seemingly oblivious to his sadness. Instead, the young Japanese woman waits for Angelo to tell her his truth. She's hoping that it doesn't take long.

Talk to him. Haru hears. Talk more. More and more...

"Umm... I have a question." Haru's mouth opens before she can even have a chance to think. "The friend I'm staying with, I don't think he's ever been here before and well... I'm thinking about confessing to him here before I leave. I'm not sure it's a good idea though because, umm..." The brunette begins to twiddle with her thumbs, feeling shy all of a sudden. She's lying to Angelo and feels uncomfortable now. But I've gotten this far already... Sucking in a deep breath, she continues. "Well, I don't know how to go about it. Can you... Give me any tips?" That is so lame. She tells herself. They are the first words out of her mouth and Haru can't help but berate herself.

Surprisingly, Angelo stares down at Haru with the saddest look she has ever seen. He shows her a rueful smile. "Just don't wait, no matter what." He encourages with a wet laugh. Bringing a hand to ruffle the top of her head, despite her protests, Angelo sighs deeply. "I waited one time and well... In the end, she never really got to hear them."

"Oh..." Is all she can say. Of course, she knows this. Her hearts thumps painfully and the organ itself is squeezing so tightly, Haru has to press a hand against her chest. "What happened to her, if you don't mind me asking?" She tries to pry.

"She died." Angelo whispers and looks up to the brightening sky. "I knew she loved me. She knew I loved her." His voice pitches and Angelo clears his throat to straighten himself out. "I've wanted to tell her ever since I first found out that I loved her. To let her know how I felt about her. But she, she's a slow person when it comes to love." Haru can't help but to agree. "I didn't want to scare her when we were just kids. She's a silly kind of girl, but very kind." Angelo looks at Haru with a spark of mirth.

She can't help but feel a little blush against her cheeks.

"You, although so different, remind me so much of her. I wonder why that is?" They both laugh at this, Haru a little more nervously than she wants to be. Quietness settles between the two and the sun begins to shine over them.

Name... Says a voice in Haru's heart out of the blue.

"What's her name?" Asks Haru. She breathes into her hands for a moment to warm the chill air around them and then steals a glance up to the man. There is a faraway look in his eyes. It's like he's looking at something that isn't there. Or someone. She thinks with a tilt to her head. Angelo doesn't answer right away and it looks like he's struggling a bit to answer. His shoulders shake, as if trying to relieve himself of a heavy secret. Then the corner of his lips begin to twitch.

"Her name is Skye." He answers slowly. Haru see's his body posture relax. "Like your name, it's the same too."

"Ah." She smiles inside her hands. "It's nice." She mumbles to herself but is more than beyond happy that Angelo has finally shared Skye with her. She wants to ask more but doesn't want to push it anymore than that for the time being. Instead, Haru gets up and dusts off any dirt that could be on her skirt and looks to Angelo with a grin. She holds a hand out to him. "Where do you want to go next?"

Tsuna enters the large dining room and is greeted with his Guardians and Kyoko sitting at the table, beginning to eat breakfast. He looks around, everyone evenly spread out. Lambo and I-Pin are near Kyoko and are chatting with her lively. Near the head of the table are his Guardians. Takeshi and talking with Chrome who wears a gentle smile. Meanwhile, Hayato has his hair tied back with reading glasses and is reading an Italian newspaper and Ryohei is munching down on food. Something is amiss with this picture and it's not Kyoya.

"Where is Haru?" He questions while looking at everyone. It's Kyoko who answers.

"She left early this morning. She says she'll be back tonight."

Hayato perks at this. "Tonight? I thought she said that she was only going to deliver a jacket. Why is she taking so long?" He asks. Takeshi grins a bit at this.

"Jealous Gokudera?" The raven haired boy teases with a grin. The Storm Guardian bars his teeth at him and flicks him off. Ryohei, who just finished swallowing, chuckles out loud.

"Don't be, I bet Haru is having an extremely good time right now." The boxer adds. Lambo turns away from Kyoko and joins in the older boys conversation.

"She will. Le ho dato la mia carta nera. (1)"

"Tu cosa?!" Shouts Hayato who gives the little boy a look of irritation. "Sei piccola merda, perché diavolo hai fatto per questo?!" He begins to roll up his newspaper and gives look of promise to Lambo that he will be hit by it. Lambo cowers near Kyoko who tries her best to comfort him.

"Maa, maa. Gokudera, Haru will be fine. I saw Reborn leave with her this morning." Takeshi tries to soothe his best friend's anger. Instead, Hayato turns Takeshi into his next victim. As everyone bickers, Kyoko walks off to the side to call Haru just in case. She also wants to ask her why she didn't tell her the reason she was leaving.

It's not like her to keep secrets from me though. Dialing Haru's number, Kyoko pauses. Am I being nosy? The young woman purses her lips before calling Haru. I'll just ask her where she is, yeah. That's fine, isn't it? Kyoko assures herself while the phone rings.

Ring ring ri-click

"Hello?" Says a young voice over the phone. Kyoko can't help but notice that it is definitely not Haru but...

"R-Reborn-chan?" She questions. "Is that you?"

"It is." Says the little boy who sounds aloof. "What is it?"

"Ahm, is Haru-chan there?" The line goes quiet and she decides to ask again. "Reborn-chan? Is Haru there with you?"

"...about that..."

Meanwhile, Tsuna watches as his guardians bicker with each other. He doesn't know how it got to this, but Hayato and Ryohei are verbally insulting each other, Takeshi is trying to calm the both of them down, Lambo is edging the boys on and Chrome and I-Pin are in their own little world. This sight will never change, will it? He thinks with a defeated sigh and slouches in his chair.

"TSUNA-KUN!" Kyoko shouts as she re-enters the dining room. She stops beside Tsuna, who jumps in his seat from being startled, and looks to Kyoko who's eyes are shining. "No one knows where Haru is!" She tells him.

"She's dropping a jacket off!" Hayato yells from the background and goes back to arguing with Ryohei.

"Reborn was with her but had to leave and he took her phone with her!" Kyoko brings her face closer to Tsuna's and doesn't notice how red his cheeks turn. His blush travels all the way down his neck and spreads to his ears but this doesn't register with Kyoko. "What if something happens to her? We don't know where she is and have no way to contact her." Worry fills the young woman. "Tsuna-kun, we should find her before anything happens to her."

Before Tsuna can ask her to repeat everything she's said, it's I-Pin who points something out. It's not only Haru missing.

"Bianchi-neesan?" She questions. Hayato shivers at the mention but does take a good once glance over the table. He frowns.

"Where is aneki?"

"Where are you taking my precious Haru now? Hmm Mr. Stranger?" Bianchi asks out loud to herself as she follows Haru. Imagine her surprise when Reborn asks her last night to follow Haru for the day. She knows that Reborn has a little boy crush on the brunette. Even if he doesn't want to, no little boy can resist Haru's friendly charm. Bianchi giggles to herself. Kyoko was blessed to attract the men while Haru was cursed to be the infatuation of younger boys.

Bianchi follows Haru and her little friend as they travel up a busy block. She watches the two closely in case the older man does anything strange. Bianchi loves Haru and wouldn't mind tossing him aside the minute he does something to offend her. It's only a matter of time. She thinks with narrowed eyes. Bianchi is dressed in a long, black over coat with white jeans and boots that go up to her knees.

Olive green eyes observe as the man brings Haru to a small little stand with baked goods. He talks to the lady behind the counter and gives something warm and hot to Haru. It's fried ravioli and Bianchi licks her lips. That looks so good. She can feel the hunger suddenly creep up on her and curses for skipping breakfast.

Haru says something to the stranger and then she offers him a piece. The old man leans down to take a bite and Bianchi perks at the dusty pink spots that cover her cheeks. Haru's eyes look dazed and hazy with joy.

...r-really? Bianchi pouts and folds her arms while tilting her head. This is...shocking. The Italian woman purses her lips. Forget about getting rid of the man.

She wants to know why Haru suddenly looks like she's in love with him.

(A/N: Hiiiiiii! Thank you for reading, please leave a review. You guys are motivators for me.)

This chapters translations.

(1) "I gave her my black card."

"You what!? You little shit, why the hell did you do that for!?"