Eight - Right, Reunion. Again.

I hope you realised that most of the chapters will start with my, Akakage's, POV.

Yes.

Somehow, we met Seirin.

Yep. Seirin's team people.

And yes, even the coach.

I was almost impressed.

How life is always like this?

Probably.

Like, I believe a year later, Oikawa and Iwaizumi will be here or something.

They probably would. They are on their third years anyway.

Anyway, we met them in Maji Burger. I swear to the gods, Legit great.

They were shocked that I am with the GOM in the same university, as they don't get to have that kind of luck. I told them that I was transferred there, and they were quite impressive with my grades.

Second year in my college. Life isn't that great.

I have to tell Akashi that I don't have a lot of time with him anymore as I do have matters to clear myself, for example, Akatsuki.

So I literally have to go to the TS Headquarters, where everyone is gathering, and try my best to not be frustrated while showing the new person, or my apprentice, around.

Anyway, it was good, until I return to the world and found that Akashi household receives a threat letter. They say the want money or they kidnap Akashi in approximately 3 days...

I was so done.

What the f**k did I do to get THIS?

And so, I went and protect Akashi.

Yes. I will protect him and that's how it's gonna be.

Well, that night made me want to stab myself.

I mean, when you found out that a certain person who needs to be dead within 4 days on the same exact date when the threat letter is found, you wanna find connection.

And I was pissed.

ONE JOB IS ENOUGH, WHY ANOTHER?!

But, as you know, you're client forces you to do these, and the client is the Mafia I work with who is called the Vongola, you need to do this or else a certain Spartan number one Mafia will track you down and you die.

So I have no other choice but to accept.

WHY IS MY LIFE LIKE THIS...

I let out a big sigh as I lay across my room in the space created by me, as in you rip space and time apart and then create a nonexsisting space where you can live in.

Weird, right?

Then again, never was anything logical.

So this is the result.

I am laying in this imaginary, non exsisting space, thinking about bulls**t things, and went to sleep just like that. Before I knew it, it was the next day...

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Apologies for this short chapter.

I really can't write more, but here is the result.

I do not own Hitman Reborn or Haikyuu.

'Til Next Update!

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