[Reborn!] Namimori, Call Me Hibari!

Perhaps he was simply naive, or perhaps it was fate. As soon as he became conscious, he chose to follow the man with grayish-gold hair, leaving his home behind.

And so a hundred years passed.

He saw the customs of many lands and encountered all kinds of people. But at the end of the journey, the man died, unable to withstand the passage of time.

In those final moments, he received his complete name.

Our years are engraved on the ring. When we meet again, we will already be separated by life and death.

You called me:

"Ten Lives Cloud Guardian"

I called you:

"Mr. Arnold"