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Turosan looked at him as he passed out again. Shion, it wasn't name he was familiar with, which wasn't a very good start. Regardless, that wasn't of any concern right now. Right now he had to focus on getting this man to the Nurse. He entered the nurses office and went straight for the beds ignoring the typical words of "Oh dear, what happened?" from the nurse. He helped him up, and laid him on the bed before he sighed and walked towards the nurse.
"The boy appears to be suffering from mental exhaustion, quickly becomes conscious, then unconscious just as quickly. See what you can do for him, I have to go back to class." Turosan said before walking off, apparently not taking no for an answer.
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That's when all of the Kokuyo gang could hear it, that same cry of agony that Sora heard, seemed to have gained a wider range, but wasn't quite strong enough to be heard from someone inside the school like Ami and the rest. They would then see something rocketed into the air from the city's center in a pillar of blue flames. It looks about the size of a flea at such a long range. Then it just disappeared into a black portal. ...Well, at least it's assume to be, since it looks more like a thin line of black where they're standing. Another black portal opened up right above the Kokuyo group, and dropped just what it was that rocketed into the sky, a decapitated head, still having the eyes open and mouth gaping open as if it didn't finish screaming before the decapitation. Whatever caused that scream, the look in his dead eyes can tell that it was horrifying, as well as inhumanly painful.
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"What part of keeping a low profile did you not understand?" An old man's voice said to a girl's communicator. The girl's blade, black skin-tight pants, open naval, and armored black breast plate covered in blood, some even got to her cheeks and her short blue hair.
"Hey, if you wanted to get stealth and subtlety you should have asked someone else to observe the town. Don't whine to me about your bad strategy choices, old man." The girl said, licking the blood off her cheek.
"The main objective of assassination is to kill without anyone noticing who killer is, you should know very well how to be invisible." The old man said.
"The main objective of assassination is only to kill, and ensure the employer doesn't get known. Stealth is only an afterthought when you don't want to get caught, but doesn't mean getting caught can't be part of the plan. How about you actually study it before you go and tell me how to do my job, you old bastard?" The girl screamed out.
"That's enough, from both of you. This matters not. Our cease-fire was for Vongola, and Vongola only, anybody else is an unfortunate accident caused by our men. That cease-fire is about to end soon enough. Once Sora Sawada dies, his child will be the boss of Vongola, we shall make our move. White-Light will not tolerate failure, but remember, we only need to defeat them. Death is optional, but they don't have to die. However, until we do this, our presence must be not known. So no more killing, Casada. Understand." Another, more mature woman said.
".....Whatever." Casada said, agitated by this.
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"Not quite the request I expected, yet the request I certainly predicted. Very well, I promise you their safety, but not their unharm. They can handle themselves, but perhaps not enough. They will face tests of hardships before they are ready for their battles, and for that I shall promise to do them for better or for worse. Rest assured in your place of rest and eternal slumber whether it is true or not, she will be worthy of taking your throne or die trying, but not yet, she has much to learn and sadly, little time to learn it, even more so and less so due to your neglect to teach her. So I shall call upon the one person who can teach her at the most crucial of times. Your throne, and your family shall be assured. For now, ....Rest easy sire. You have earned permission for your final rest. Be at peace, knowing the Vongola and the world shall be as they are, and shall be as they were years ago. For one final time, Arrivederci." The Jest said. With that, the shadow faded away, his laughter echoed through the room.
