[Katekyo Hitman Reborn BG] Morning Smoke

The male lead is set: Mr. Reborn. No Mary Sue, no harem. At the beginning, there was no affection, only a sense of obligation, as if repaying a debt. At first, his elegant smile made her think she had met a noble gentleman. But when he called himself a hitman after the apartment was bombed, she understood the truth. Reality made her realize what she wanted to do. Perhaps at first she only wanted to catch up and close the distance between them. Becoming a hitman made her increasingly adept, and they held each other close even as they pressed guns to one another's backs. "Mr. R, you really underestimate me, don't you? Those two years of training weren't for nothing." Chaoyan steadied herself and met Reborn's deep-set gaze. "Not bad." Reborn's back was also being held at gunpoint by the pistol Chaoyan had snatched from her leg at the last possible moment. "But a gun that isn't cocked is useless, isn't it? I taught you that. So, want to see who's faster?" Reborn said cryptically. Seeing Chaoyan's pupils contract with a hint of nervousness, he leaned even closer. The bond that had never existed in the first place eventually changed with time, even if the nearly perfect, cruel man never showed it on the surface. "Reborn is actually very good to you." Karol wiped away the tears about to fall, careful not to smudge her thick eyelashes. She forced a bitter smile and spoke to Chaoyan. "He never stays for anyone. He's terrifyingly smooth, and he only scolds people he thinks matter." Seeing Chaoyan's disbelief, Karol added, "People who don't matter, Reborn just ignores, or shoots them again."