3rd Point of View.

Unfortunately the walk that Asari offered was postponed until further notice because of Tsuna's pleading not to since it's Giotto-san's health. And that was 3 days ago.

Ever since then, Giotto has been kicking himself for such actions.

He freaking nosebleed because of Tsuna's cute and modest clothes, what a simp.

So here is now, inside his office, finishing his tasks, still pouting when G arrived to retrieve his remaining papers. The red head sighed as he enters.

"Stop moping around, you're killing the atmosphere." G chided. 

"But G, I ruined Tsuna's first walk ever since she arrived." Giotto whined against his mahogany desk. G releases a growl from the back of his neck and slaps the blonde's head resulting in a whine.

"You're talking as if she's a dog. Stop that, you dumbass." G chided.

Giotto whined more and clutches the back of his head, "You didn't have to hit me so hard." he pouted deeply at him and G rolls his eyes, "With how hard your head is, I'm pretty sure a whack like that won't hurt you, you sissy. Now finish the rest of your paperwork before I add mine to the pile."

Leaving with a threat, G heard the satisfying screech of his boss before closing the door.

Infirmary.

Giotto's actions left an impression on Tsuna who is still thinking about his red nose and frantic actions.

"I wonder why he's like that?" Tsuna murmured to herself and in her contemplation, Elena, the maid that she befriended came in with a meek greeting, on her arms are folded clothes and medicine.

"Good morning, Signora Sawada." Elena smiles shyly, Tsuna smiles back, "Good morning." she greeted back.

"I'm here to give your change of clothes and to redress your wounds." Elena informs, showing the Japanese woman the items.

Tsuna looks at it more clearly, the dress is of the same length as the dress she's wearing now, but this dress has more design and the color is similar to that of a tangerine. 

Tsuna nods and removes the blanket of her legs, shifting her hips so that her legs are on the edge of the bed.

Elena panics upon seeing her friend moving, "Please let me help you!" she scurries to her and offered her arm as a stead. "Signor Knuckle has told me to not let you move too much. Please be careful." Elena stares at Tsuna's legs which seem to be trembling under her weight.

"Are your feet okay? Do you still feel painful?"

Tsuna lets out a shaky sigh, "It's better now." she answers shortly. 

Afternoon.

Elena left after retrieving her lunch which was more than usual. And she went back to her book which she finished for the third time this week.

She should've asked Elena for another book.

She lets a pout on her lips and closes the book putting it on the bed with a quiet thud and looks out the window which is thankfully right next to the window, to her right.

She has the prefect view of the beautiful garden, the said landscape is smaller than that in the future but it is still beautiful nonetheless, the numerous flowers were organized beautifully that they effortlessly look like a bunch of magnificent  bouquets.

She suddenly has the urge to take the walk, this time alone.

She experimentally wiggles her legs, trying to feel if there's still pain in her wounds and was relieved to feel almost nothing.

With a small smile, she flings the blanket away from her persona and puts her feet on the carpeted floor. 

She wiggled her toes and stands up for the second time that day. Unlike last time, she stands up without much difficulty, it must have been her heightened immune system working.

After all those torturous years under her spartan tutor, not only that her physique improved, even her body improved drastically, due to her fragile body, her first 10 years since birth was awful, spending one third of her teen life on a bed whether from a flu or from her classmates bullying. It's also partially her fault for procrastinating until the last minute, sleeping at 3 in the morning and waking up late for school or even 12 p.m in the weekends.

On the tender age of 13 years old, she looked like a miserable adult who has 3 separate jobs.

But after Reborn barged in her life with that ridiculously heavy mallet, her life and routine turned for the better.

With the mallet, Reborn forced the poor girl to sleep appropriately and wake up painfully. Whenever she procrastinates, she gets hit with it.

Basically saying, the hammer changed her.

Remembering her tutor, Tsuna's eyes drooped.

'I would do anything to see him again.'

With small feeble steps, Tsuna walks to the door, clutching the door knob tightly until her hand palm turns white.

She plants her forehead against the wood, "They won't get angry if I take a little walk right?"

A memory of Elena wailing flashes in her mind.

"...,no they won't." she nodded to herself and opened the door, peaking her head out to see if anyone is in sight.

Down the hallway? No.

H.I detection? No.

Clear!

Like a spy, she tiptoed out of the room, and sticks her back on the wall, she walks.

The mansion is the same as in the future, maybe smaller too, like the garden, there was a room in front of her room before, but in this time, there isn't one.

Seeing the familiar hallways and landscapes from the window always puts her heart to ease but under her circumstances, seeing them now only made Tsuna's heart throb painfully and it was unbearable.

By now she started walking normally, ignoring the dull throb on her legs, sad eyes trailing over the same designs, same decorations, noticeably new and shiny.

G.

After leaving his boss to his demise, the redhead wandered around the mansion for the umpteenth time, a habit that stayed with him ever since they moved into the mansion.

Also, it's a good way to detect whether there's an intruder or spy.

And in the corner of his eyes, he spots a panicky Elena, head whipping everywhere, as if looking for something-

"Signora Sawada!"

-or someone.

"Elena, what's wrong?"

Said woman skidded to a stop in front of G, hands on her knees and gasps for air, as soon as she regained her breath, she stands up properly, "Signor G, I can't find Signora Sawada everywhere! When I went to visit her room, she wasn't there and I-" a flash of orange caught G's eyes and he followed it instinctively, along with the orange flash, he spots long brown tresses floating.

He sees Tsuna on the lower floor at the other wing of the mansion, probably to the direction of the garden. He puts a hand in front of him and Elena stopped talking, chest heaving and borderline hyperventilating.

"I'll take care of it. Don't tell this to Giotto." Elena remained worried but G's offer made her relax for a bit, "I will. I'm counting on you, Signor G." she scurries away, feeling lighter than before.

G watched as Elena disappears in the corner before going to the direction of Tsuna, posture lax and hands on his pockets.

'She's just as troublesome as my boss, what a pair made in heaven.' G rolls his mirth filled eyes.

A/n: I will occasionally put notes like this once in a while, to say some important thing. Hope you enjoyed this chapter~

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