AN: Oh god, I finished typing up the biodata and a new review popped up I'm dying

The world's greatest hitman, Reborn... Frankly, not many know much about him, and I'm not sure if he prefers it that way.

Bearing the body of an infant but the wisdom of a grown adult, Reborn has lived his life as the Strongest Hitman in the World.

He wasn't sure if he should be happy when he received a tutoring job. Well, it was a great deal-this kid was the heir to the Vongola, of all things. The job was in Japan-that was a real distance from Italy.

However, the student in question sounded like a wimp. He sounded like more of a hassle than his previous student, Cavallone Dino. Well, Dino is some kind of a wimp too...

"Looks like it's going to be a long job."

Reborn reached the place ahead of time, so he decided to spend some time watching his target before meeting with him officially.

And well, he was speechless.

First, the kid was a complete useless wimp. He was clumsy and didn't have anything he was particularly strong in. This guy needed a complete makeover.

Then, what came next was a complete turnaround. He'd rushed out-but stopped at the next turning. He seemed to be thinking, his eyes closed as if mediating or calculating.

When his eyes opened, the air around him changed. Something about him was very different from the few seconds before.

Then, he broke off dashing at an inhumane speed. A speed even Reborn would find hard pulling off.

With reflexes that was written nowhere on his profile, he made a swift leap into the school building, landing cleanly on the ground, successfully reaching the school with time to spare.

What the hell was this? This was getting real fun!

"Sawada!"

Reborn had just been busying himself, thinking up ways on how to punish his student in the future if he dared fall asleep in class again. The teacher immediately demanded the brunette answer a question on the board.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's grades, precisely of this subject, were nearly the lowest in class. There was no possibility of him answering that question.

Instead, Tsuna calmly stood up, yawning-he seemed more bored of this than worried over his situation. The way he walked, his hands in his pockets-what was this confident air he was emitting? He walked, not a hint of hesitation in his stance.

He wrote down the answer, nailing every line of the equation to robotic perfection. He yawned again, and went back to his seat, settling back into a comfortable sleeping position-his head resting on the desk and supported by his arms-and snoozed off.

After school, Tsuna went out of the classroom before anyone else. He seemed to be in a rush. He turned sharply at the school gate, then broke off dashing again.

Something seemed to flip a switch in him-he was smiling brightly, almost excited at the fact of going home. The speed he went on wasn't an easy feat, that's for sure.

He reached the Sawada Household in a flash, throwing off his shoes as he literally flew up the steps to his room. He'd emerged a few minutes later, in attire akin to a disguise.

He leaped onto a skateboard, zooming off to who knows where. Reborn never really understood what made him not follow the boy that day.

Reborn had heard the Sawada boy was a peculiar child, but this was out of his expectations.

The longer Reborn stalked the child, the more interesting and mysterious the boy became. Before Reborn knew, a week had passed and Reborn was still too absorbed in watching the boy from the shadows.

He knew, instinctively, the boy would behave less obvious if Reborn made himself a part of the boy's life. Reborn wanted to know more about the boy, but he has to remain professional and recall that he is in the middle of an important mission.

Regretfully, he must do his job.

A mission is, after all, a mission, in the end.

Reborn rang the doorbell.

"Tsu-kun! Could you get the door?"

It sounded like the mother. It seems like the son-his student was to open the door. Reborn was slightly surprised that he was to meet his student so quickly. No, this worked out better than expected. He would meet this guy quickly, and get on to work quickly.

According to the data, this guy doesn't know anything about the Mafia, so Reborn has to start with that.

This might be fun.

All the pieces of this story have been set.

Shall we get started?

Monday, 0.01am

Sawada Tsunayoshi yawned. 27 always works on Sunday nights into Monday morning. No one else wanted to work late into the start of a week, so 27 volunteered in exchange for being able to sleep when Tsuna's having his classes.

He was hacking through the Vongola Famiglia, currently. He's scrolled through the latest information-this particular space he hacked into was the secret line for Vongola's private communication services.

He'd put on headphones, listening to the jumble of a few thousand people talking in different languages at once. On his next computer, with his left hand, he was typing down the main points of each conversation. God knows how he can listen so intently.

With his right hand, he was scrolling through the message boards on a laptop, some that were written in code. 27 guessed they were written in code for quicker typing. He has yet to be able to crack the code, so he occasionally moved his hand from the mouse to a pencil and a notebook beside his laptop.

[LUSTussuria: It's been a long time, 27 dear~3]

[272727: Geh]

[272727: How do you always catch me?]

[PRiNCEphegor: You're too obvious, shishishi]

[ItalySHAKR: Voi, Bel! Quit staring at yo coputer and WORK!]

[272727: Ah, PRiNCE-san, were you waiting for me to show up for a chat? so cute :D]

[PRiNCEphegor: HAH? Are you saying me, the PRiNCE, is cute?]

[272727: Well, PRiNCE-san only loses to Moneymon-san in terms of cuteness]

[Moneymon: Shut up]

[ItalySHAKR: I siad WORK!]

[XXBoss: what are you doing here 27]

[272727: Came to visit~]

[272727: Nah what's the Vongo up to nowadays?]

[LUSTussuria: Nono is thinking of retiring soon...his age caught up to him?]

[PRiNCEphegor: I've heard Reborn went to Japan]

[ItalySHAKR: WERE GOIN TO JAPAN]

[XXBoss: Iemitsu]

[272727: LUST hoo?]

[272727: PRiNCE for what?]

[272727: SHAKR shut off your capslock]

[272727: Boss what about him? o.o]

[LEViLEVi_ENVY: Um, why are we giving a hacker information?]