[Katekyo Hitman Reborn! First Generation] Funeral Song

Joy slowly crumbles

Sorrow gradually fades away

The dying words come to an end

Now fading away in the fire, vanishing into darkness...

"Funeral Pyre Song"

Comrades, remember to come back in March and watch the little sprout keep shaking its leaves (chin in hand).

The first time I saw him, he was killing someone for the first time. The target was his lover.

The last time I saw him, he was facing a pitch-black gun barrel all alone.

Anna.

What you do is up to you. Leave or follow him, either is fine. As long as you won't regret it.

This is a heartwarming romance fanfic. It is set in Sicily before World War II, during the purge of the mafia (How is that heartwarming?!).

Although this is a super spicy hot milk with plenty of iron and poison, it's perfectly safe to drink (So how is it safe?!).

Announcement in tiny print for a reason:

This story is nearing its end. It is currently planned to finish at Chapter 51, with two bonus chapters.

The next mafia story will be a collaborative fic with XXX, XX, and XXXX, taking liberties with Gintama. Little Sprout Nine is tentatively planning to go for Hijikata. XXX is tentatively planning to go for Katsura. XX is tentatively planning to go for Kamui. XXXX is tentatively planning to flirt, hahaha. We're one person short, and then it'll be Joy 4... (The names are all crossed out because the big shots are putting Little Sprout Nine under a mountain of pressure.)

P.S. The Gintama mafia story is tentatively scheduled to appear in March. Stay tuned.

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