Mutsumi had finally started accepting the white streak in her hair.
At first, she desperately tried dyeing it over and over again, hoping the silver-white strand would disappear.
But no matter how many times she dyed it, the white always returned.
Eventually, she gave up trying to erase it.
Because strangely… after hearing Tsuna tell her she still looked beautiful despite it, the insecurity she felt toward her hair gradually faded away.
However, people’s jealousy was merciless.
The moment she entered the opening ceremony hall, people immediately stared and whispers spread.
“Look at her…
so beautiful.”
“Dude, I just got a new crush…”
“Oh my gosh, isn’t that the famous top student, Yozakura Mutsumi!?”
Some openly pointed fingers.
“Look at her hair.
Damn bitch, why is it dyed?”
“Is she some kind of attention seeker?”
“Doesn’t that break school rules?”
Others quietly mocked behind her back.
Mutsumi pretended not to notice, but before the ceremony even properly started, a group of female seniors suddenly approached her.
“Hey, can we talk for a second?”
Their smiles felt fake, but Mutsumi had no choice but to follow them because they were her seniors.
The moment they entered the gym storage room…
BANG.
The door slammed shut behind her by one of the seniors.
The atmosphere immediately changed.
The tallest girl stepped forward with crossed arms.
“Yozakura, right?”
“Yes.”
Mutsumi answered calmly.
Another girl narrowed her eyes toward the white streak.
“What’s with your hair?
Trying to stand out?
You know dyed hair breaks school rules, right?”
“Just because you’re rich and the top student, it doesn’t mean you can just bend the rules.”
Another added sinisterly.
Mutsumi lightly touched the white strand on her blue hair.
“It became natural somehow.
The dye doesn’t stay anymore.”
She explained calmly.
The girls exchanged looks before laughing sarcastically.
“Seriously?
That sounds fake.
An elementary student could make better excuse than that.”
“If it doesn’t work, then dye it harder.”
“I already tried.
Nothing worked.”
The tallest girl suddenly smirked.
“Well…”
She slowly pulled out a pair of scissors.
“Maybe we should just fix it ourselves.”
The fluorescent light reflected sharply across the metal blades.
Mutsumi’s body stiffened slightly, but she remained calm and unaffected.
The girl stepped closer.
“Let’s see if you still look pretty without it.”
A cold chill crawled down Mutsumi’s spine as the scissors slowly approached her hair.
The girls’ laughter echoed inside the cramped storage room.
Until—
BANG.
The storage room door suddenly slammed open.
“No wonder Kyoko asked me to find and help you…”
Hearing those words, Mutsumi and the other girls looked at the doorway.
Tsuna stood there.
“You were in here.”
The girls froze.
Tsuna slowly stepped inside.
Usually, his eyes looked awkward and gentle.
But right now, his gaze felt sharp and heavy, like restrained anger barely held together by rationality.
Coupled with that muscular frame, his atmosphere was undeniably intimidating.
Even the tallest girl instinctively stepped back.
“You…”
She stammered nervously.
Tsuna’s eyes landed on the scissors in her hand.
“Leave her alone.”
His voice was low and calm.
Yet somehow, that calmness felt more frightening than shouting.
One girl forced out a nervous laugh.
“Or what?
You’ll stop us?
A mere freshman, show some respect to your senior!”
Tsuna quietly stepped forward.
One step.
Then another.
The pressure inside the room seemed to tighten with every movement.
Months of brutal training had changed more than just his body.
There was now weight behind his presence.
“Senior or not, let me make this simple….”
Tsuna said quietly.
“You leave now…”
His eyes sharpened.
“…Or you’ll regret this for the rest of your school life.”
The girls’ expressions faltered.
Even Mutsumi looked slightly stunned.
The tallest girl tried to keep her composure.
“W-Who do you think you are!?”
Tsuna stopped two meters away from her and quickly grabbed the scissors out of her hand.
“Someone who doesn’t let bullies hurt his friend.”
He pointed toward the door.
“Now leave.”
The girls exchanged uneasy glances.
The scissors somehow looked far more dangerous in Tsuna’s hands than theirs.
“T-This isn’t over!”
The tallest girl barked weakly before retreating.
Her friends quickly followed after her.
The moment the door shut, Mutsumi released a shaky breath.
“…Tsuna.”
Tsuna immediately relaxed.
The sharpness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by his usual awkward gentleness.
“You okay?”
Mutsumi smiled softly.
“…Thank you.”
Tsuna scratched his cheek embarrassedly.
“I told you before, didn’t I?
If something happens, I’ll help.”
Mutsumi stared at him quietly for a moment before lightly laughing.
“…I got it.”
Compared to before, Tsuna really had become more dependable.
Meanwhile, the boy himself was shock and impressed by his own actions.
Wow, was that really me?
I lost my cool for a moment and before I knew it, I was saying such embarrassing things….
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Tsuna’s first day of high school actually went far better than expected.
At least… that was what he thought at first.
The weird Hirukawa-sensei was their homeroom teacher.
As usual, the first day of class was about self-introduction with the homeroom teacher asking more about them.
Tsuna successfully survived his self-introduction without embarrassing himself to death.
But for some reason, Hirukawa-sensei seemed extra harsher to him while asking questions, making the nervous boy more tense than usual.
Weirdly enough, the teacher was especially kind and caring to Mutsumi.
He found it eerie.
There was another problem.
Tsuna looked intimidating now.
Months of training had given him a noticeably broader physique compared to normal first years.
His shoulders were wide.
His posture straight.
Muscles visibly pressed against his uniform whenever he moved.
Combined with his tense expression from overthinking during self-introduction, he unintentionally looked like a delinquent.
Especially because people saw him hanging around Rekka, who already had rumors spreading about being a delinquent.
As a result, most classmates became too intimidated to approach him.
Some girls even gulped nervously whenever he walked by.
Tsuna’s carefully planned school debut had backfired spectacularly.
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After classes ended, Tsuna headed toward the Body Improvement Club gym as usual.
This time, he was genuinely excited.
The moment he entered…
“Everyone!”
The gym bros looked over.
Tsuna smiled proudly.
“I made a new friend!”
“WHAT!?”
The entire gym exploded into chaos.
Goda immediately rushed toward him emotionally.
“Our little brother finally evolved socially!”
“This calls for celebration!”
“Order food!
The gym owner’s paying!”
Goda instantly snapped.
“Wait, I didn’t agree to that—!”
“Don’t be stingy!”
“You just want a cheat day, don’t you!?”
Another senior laughed loudly.
“Fine!
But you and I will split the bill!”
“WAIT WHY AM I INCLUDED!?”
Goda smirked.
“I refuse to suffer alone.”
Somehow, Tsuna found this turn of event familiar…
“Our little brother made a friend!”
“TRULY MANLY GROWTH!”
Tsuna was honestly happy at first.
Not until Goda suddenly clenched his fists passionately.
“To honor this occasion…”
The gym members straightened up seriously.
“…We shall increase today’s training intensity by three times!”
Tsuna froze.
No wonder it felt familiar…
“LET OUR MUSCLES FEEL JOY!”
“BODY IMPROVEMENT CLUB!”
“FIGHT ON!”
At least it’s not my leg day today….
Tsuna kept positive.
By the end of training, Tsuna collapsed flat on the floor like a corpse.
He couldn’t even lift a finger anymore.
“…I saw heaven…”
So this was why it was a reward….
Heaven looked nice and comfy.
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Several days had passed since the new school year began.
As usual, Tsuna was on his way to school, lamenting on how difficult it was to make new friends.
Reborn casually walked along the top of a nearby wall.
“Tsuna.”
“Reborn!?
You were there…”
“I have a new task for you soon.”
Tsuna blinked tiredly.
“…What task?”
But before Reborn could answer, Rekka suddenly appeared beside him energetically.
“Sup, Tsuna.”
He noticed Reborn and froze for a moment.
“…When did you get a baby?”
Rekka slowly looked toward Tsuna in horror.
“Don’t tell me you’re secretly a sinagle father…?”
“Of course not!
Wait, why did you instantly assume I would be a single father?”
“Don’t know.
Just a gut feeling.”
Rekka burst into laughter.
Meanwhile, Reborn calmly tipped his fedora.
“Ciaosu.
I’m Reborn, Tsuna’s home tutor.”
Rekka laughed again.
Haha, this is the most funniest thing I’ve ever heard in my life.”
“Say what you want.
I’ve got no choice too.”
Tsuna was surprisingly not triggered that much.
Although I hate to say it but without Reborn, I wouldn’t have changed this much…
Seeing him look serious, Rekka decided to not tease his friend too much.
Rekka crouched down curiously in front of Reborn.
“I’m Rekka, Tsuna’s friend.
By the way, why are you wearing a suit and a cool fedora?”
“Because I’m in the Mafia.”
Reborn answered casually.
Rekka’s eyes sparkled instantly.
“Cool.”
He pointed proudly at himself.
“I’m actually a Ninja.”
Tsuna stared in disbelief.
“…Why are you two getting along?”
Rekka looked serious.
“Because…”
He stared deeply at Reborn.
“…We are kindred spirits.”
Reborn smirked slightly beneath his fedora.
Tsuna immediately sensed a terrible combination forming.
By the time they reached school, Reborn had already disappeared.
“Wow, I didn’t even notice him leaving…”
Inside the classroom, Rekka leaned closer curiously.
“So seriously… who was that kid?”
Tsuna sighed.
“I’m not even sure… All I know is that Reborn is not anything normal.”
Rekka nodded thoughtfully.
“So an….
alien?”
Tsuna stared at him and unexpectedly laughed.
“…Honestly, maybe.”
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Later during lunch break, Tsuna and Rekka sat together on the rooftop.
Tsuna looked curiously toward Rekka’s fingers.
“So what exactly can your flame do?”
Rekka proudly snapped his fingers.
FWOOSH.
A tiny flame appeared on his finger tips, roughly candle-sized.
Tsuna blinked.
I wonder how different it is from Dying Will Flames…
“…Hey, try to make it grow bigger.”
Rekka concentrated intensely.
The flame wobbled slightly and then completely stopped.
There was a brief silence after the flame stopped growing and deflated instead.
Tsuna slowly looked at him.
“…Don’t tell me that’s the biggest you can go?”
Rekka stayed silent.
Tsuna immediately burst out laughing, holding his stomach dramatically.
“I thought it was amazing but you’re literally just a human lighter!
It can only grow by 2 inches!”
A vein bulged on Rekka’s forehead.
“It’ll grow larger eventually!”
He pointed proudly at himself.
“I train every day!”
His eyes were full of hope.
“…Currently I mainly use it to light fireworks though.”
Tsuna became interested.
“Fireworks?”
Rekka immediately pulled out several small black balls proudly.
“My family owns a fireworks shop.”
He explained while grinning proudly.
“So I use firecrackers as ninja tools.
They’re basically my ninja shuriken.”
Tsuna honestly found Rekka’s obsession with ninjas ridiculous.
But at the same time, he admired how passionate Rekka looked.
“Why are you so obsessed with ninjas anyway?”
Rekka suddenly became serious.
“…Because I feel it in my blood.”
Tsuna blinked.
“Ever since I was little…”
Rekka stared quietly at his own hands.
“I always knew I was meant to be a ninja.”
Tsuna thought it sounded incredibly delusional.
Yet, the conviction in Rekka’s voice was completely genuine.
“That’s why I train every day.”
Tsuna remembered the rumors about him spreading around school.
Rekka constantly got into fights outside the school.
Sooner or later, the infamous disciplinary committee would definitely get a whiff of him.
“…Is that why you fight people?”
Rekka shook his head.
“You don’t understand.”
His expression sharpened slightly.
“I don’t seek trouble, It finds me.”
Tsuna suddenly felt weirdly sympathetic.
After all, his own bad luck constantly dragged him into chaos too.
Rekka looked toward the sky, his gaze distant and lonely.
“I wonder when I’ll finally meet the person worthy of my loyalty…”
Tsuna blinked.
“…What?”
“My master.”
Rekka clenched his fist passionately.
“The one I’ll dedicate my life protecting!”
Tsuna immediately deadpanned.
“Bro.”
He pointed at Rekka.
“Stop acting cool.
You’re literally still a kid.”
“What’s wrong with dreaming!?”
Tsuna laughed helplessly.
This guy’s eighth-grader syndrome was terminal.
The worst part was he actually had superpower.
Tsuna then smiled.
“Instead of training it to become bigger…”
He flexed his arm slightly.
“…Why not just train your muscles larger with me instead?”
Rekka immediately pointed at him angrily.
“SCREW OFF!”
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Extra chapters when we reach 500 pw!