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"So, where are we headed now?" Milim asked Kiriko who is eating the dorayaki one after another. If she were, to be honest, Kiriko simply let her feet lead her anywhere. She really doesn't want to go to school. Not that she needs it, but the Vongola Family offers all of their minor-aged members a full and advanced education, with specialized subjects such as martial arts. It is a required requirement for the family members, that is why attending classes in a normal school bores her. 

It is not just her though, Milim as well. 

The two decided to hang out in one of the branches in a tree, near them are a bunch of men, who they conclude as gang members. Explaining their pompadour and such. 

"Can I have some dorayaki?" 

"No." 

"Eh?! But you gave that guy half of yours!" 

"That's just me feeling guilty." 

"Since when did you felt guilty?" 

Their eyes landed on the group of gangsters who are all cheering, with two people in the very middle. 

"A fight?"

Milim on my side cheerfully claps her hand, "Yes! A show!" Kiriko simply did not pay attention and focused on eating the dorayaki.

"Greetings to all gentlemen who have gathered here! The competitors today are just as it said in the email! We have Kojima from Sakura Mid!–"

"Yeah~!"

"Don't 'yeah' us you dumbass!"

"Don't get carried away, baldy!"

"If you lose I'll make you go home in your underwear!"

"— and Yamamoto from Mizo Mid!"

"Die, you long-haired bastard!"

"Don't piss your pants, you shit!"

"Woah! Is this some sort of an underground fight?" Milim asked in a cheery tone, obviously excited about the kiddie fight she is watching.

"I think it is in a gang-cyclophedia," Kiriko answered in a bored tone.

"Hahaha! It isn't even comparable in the underground fights we watched back in Italy!"

Kiriko sighs, "That is definitely a deathmatch, Milim. Besides, these bunch of goons just wanted some punches and kicks. They do not deal with guns and knives."

Milim just shrugged and continued watching.

"The odds are 4 to 6 slightly in Kojima's favor."

"Give it your all, Yamada!"

"It's Yamamoto!"

"I bet 500 yen on ya!"

"If ya lose, I'll be bankrupt! Don't ya dare to lose, dumbass!"

Kiriko is enjoying her dorayaki while Milim is having a bet inside of her head when a loud shout stopped the match.

"WAIT—!!"

Eyes turned to the guy who dared to stop a gang fight. This also made Kiriko look in the direction where the voice is coming from.

A blonde boy with a beat-up face. 

"The heck are you doing?!"

"Who's this guy?" 

"2nd year should just shut the hell up!" 

Milim's face is starting to frown. She is eagerly waiting for the fight but then it was interfered by someone, not only that blonde guy stalled it, the others are not really making it fast by reacting. 

"Tsk, this is why it is considered as a kiddie fight." Kiriko simply watches, unlike her friend who is now snorting, she finds it interesting to have some spice. 

"Well, ain't it boring to watch the same type of match every single time? Don't cha want to watch something more interesting?" said the blonde guy, "F-for example..." he continued slightly stuttering. 

"Who the hell are you? Don't get in our way!" 

With a smirk, the courageous blonde finished his words, "King versus slave."

Milim who is earlier bored is now getting excited, "Kind of cocky, huh. What'd you think, Kiri-chan?" Kiriko shrugged but a different thing is running on her mind. There is something about this guy that makes her feel different. Her intuition is trained by her own brother, as an independent unit of Vongola, they are expected to have sharp senses that not only rely on fights but also turn on unconsciously. 

"Kiyomasa-senpai, fight me one-on-one." 

Milim cheered, "Wahahaha! Isn't he bold, huh. Better give me a good show." 

The fight started, and it is obvious how one-sided the match is. However, the crowd is liking it.  Kiriko noticed a guy in the back with a worried and hesitant expression on his face. With his left hand on his pocket, she noticed that it is a foldable knife. 

Is he his friend?  Kiriko thought. If he is, his anger is understandable, but his method is not. He must've forgotten that he is still a minor and the fact that he might not get away with it.  

"Eh?" Milim reacted when the crowd became silent. 

It is becoming an endurance match. 

His friends are making him stop. But he refused and remain stubborn. Mumbling about words the crowd couldn't comprehend. 

"Bring me the bat!" 

Milim face soured, "What a douchebag. It's a one-on-one match, dumbass!" 

"Hurry up and bring me the bat you shits!" 

"Oi, Kiyomasa." 

Kiriko's eyes trace the direction where the voice is coming. There she saw the very familiar tall guy with a shaved head, and a dragon tattoo on his temple. 

"He seems familiar?" Milim only said. 

The newcomer casually walk directly towards the the 'Kiyomasa' guy.

"You're creeping the crowd." 

He is walking like he owns the whole place. With his head looking straightly. 

"Why are you getting so worked up? You're the host here." 

Kiriko overheard the responses under the tree they are sitting on. As she suspected earlier in the store. He is indeed part of a gang. Looks like it is a pretty famous one. 

"A Vice? Just like 'ya, Kiri-chan!" 

Kiriko didn't hear what her pink-headed friend said. Her gaze focused on the guy who whined about dorayaki's walking behind the blonde-braided one. What's up with blondes? Why do they all have blonde hair? Why don't they choose a unique color like this girl beside her? 

"Ryuuji Ken!" eh? Ryuuji Ken, is that his name? Kiriko asked herself when she heard the name from the crowd. 

"Hey, Hey, Kenchin." the dorayaki guy called the braided-blonde, "Hah? Don't call me by that nickname at a place like this," he answered. But the dorayaki guy smiled, "All of my dorayaki is gone" he told him. 

Kiriko confirmed one thing. This guy is seriously a dorayaki addict. And was that the dorayaki she handed him earlier?--- well, secretly but it is still the same thing. How fast is he eating those? She barely finished half of it. 

"What's up with that guy?" 

"He can't read the atmosphere at all." 

Everyone bow their heads to the newcomers. 

"Good work!", "Good work!" The dorayaki guy started walking towards the scene. 

"Good work, President!" President? 

Milim smacked Kiriko's back, which hurts by the way considering that she didn't handle her strength. 

He simply walks without caring about the audience.

"Sano-kun! I am Akaishi from the 3rd Special Attack Unit!" a guy tried to introduce himself, with a little hope for their president to notice him. But his attempt failed when the dorayaki guy did not even give him a glance. 

"You're in the way. Mikey ain't talking to a guy he's not interested in." the braided blonde said and the guy apologized. 

"Good work." the 'Kiyomasa' guy lowly said and was greeted with a kick in the gut by the braided blonde. 

"Kiyomasa, since when did you become so important? You're seriously greeting the president with that shallow bow?" 

"I-I understand." the guy who was kicked in the gut answered. 

The dorayaki guy, whose braided blonde is called Mikey continues his way towards the beaten blonde one. With his jacket being swayed by the air and a few strands of his hair. 

"What's your name?" 'Mikey' asked, "Ha-hanagaki Takemichi..." the guy answered. 

"I see... Takemicchi." 

"Ehh? Takemicchi?" 

"That's what Mikey said, so that's what is right, Takemicchi." 

"Eh?" the only response the one who is now branded as 'Takemicchi' said. 'Mikey' grabbed his head, "Are you seriously a middle schooler?" he questioned. A silence filled the whole surroundings then 'Mikey' announced, "Takemicchi, you're now my buddy, okay?" 

"Eh?" a repetitive response. 

Mikey now heads towards Kiyomasa. Kiriko watches in interest while Milim for excitement. She is definitely waiting for some action. 

"Are you the host?" 

"Ah, yes," he answered back. 

The next scenes made Kiriko grin a little. Mikey smiled and kicked the guy straight to his chin with a linear kick. Kiriko applauds his flawless kick. Then Mikey grabs the guy's hair before he could fall from the impact, "Who the heck are you?" then Mikey continually punches the poor guy's face. He then let it fall to the ground and put his feet on his battered face.  

"Well then, Let's go home Kenchin." he turns around to the braided blonde who he calls 'Kenchin' with a smile and a bit of splashed blood on his face, "Underground fights are stupid. Don't do things that ruin the name of Toman." he started walking away. 

"Takemicchi, see ya later." then he turn around to say this to his 'newfound' buddy and also glance over the tree the two girls are watching from the back. Kiriko flinched but her expression remained unbothered. She saw Mikey smirking before turning around once again and now heading towards their bikes. 

"Don't just stand there. Go away already." the braided blonde said shooing the crowd. 

Kiriko smirked, "He noticed us, huh." she admit that that dorayaki guy called Mikey is exceptional. He has a charisma that draws people to join him. 

"Psh, that's it? Man! I want more" Milim whined when her excitement did not receive the satisfaction it needed. Kiriko noticed that her dorayaki is also gone. She already finished eating while watching the whole scene. She has decided to go now. 

"Let's go back now, Milim." 

"I agree. I want to do some throwing after that kiddie fight. Hmph!" 

The two flawlessly, and unnoticed jump down from the branch and walk away from the place. With the two blondes running on her head. A smirk appeared on her lips. 

Will we meet again? 

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