She turns and walks into her room, closing the door behind her. She only catches one sentence,
before throwing herself on the bed.
"Friends ... ? I didn't think she considered me as a friend ... it's the first time ... "
It was Sirius's voice, it seems almost sad.
Can't a boss have friends? Aren't his guardians his friends?
Being a boss seems really sad.
At the end, Diamante has slept at the edge of the bed, trying not to be close to the brunette, already
sleeping at the other side of the bed.
The night passed quickly, the sadness and the tiredness forced the Vongola to fall asleep without
complex and worries.
The next day, at around seven in the morning, the six teens find themselves hiding in an alley,
which leads to the road in front of the warehouse.
The shutters are down, there are no signs of any kind and can only rely on the map, which indicates
that point as the stock used by Stanford.
There seems to be no one, after all it has to be a surprise visit, even the cars pass by sporadically,
there is still no one on the street and everything is really quiet.
They should go unnoticed, moving rapidly towards the building and observing the perimeter of the
place, checking that there are no other entrances.
On the back there are two shutters, there are no roads but only a small parking lot with a pair of
vans, they decide to go from there to avoid attracting attention, so try to break the shutters.
Nando incredibly manages to break the iron chains using only his French playing cards, wrapped in
flame of the sky, which melt the iron and give the go-ahead to the opening of the store.The interior is illuminated by a pair of windows at the top, there are packs of soft drinks piled on
top of each other, there seems to be nothing of suspicion, however, decide to double check every
corner of that place.
At least until a figure peeps out from behind the towers of drinks, laughing.
A man in his fifties, blond hair pulled back and grayish eyes, a bit of beard to surround his
malignant expression.
His left arm is made of metal, as well as his legs, he looks like half a robot with some evil goal.
Despite the confused and suspicious expressions of the boys, who are already prepared to fight,
Nozomi is rather immobile and upset, her amber eyes fixed on the enemy, who is now observing
her.
The man grins, almost desiring something while slowly advancing towards the group.
On the other hand, the brunette starts to back away, shaking her head quickly and believing that it's
not possible.