After Transmigrating to Become Lady Skylark - Chapter 19

Chapter 19

As Tetsuya Kusakabe came back to his senses, preparing to answer Dino’s questions one by one, he suddenly saw the other person make a “pause” gesture. Immediately after, one avatar after another appeared next to the video call, and voices joined in sequentially:

“Hmm? Mr. Dino?”

“Hey! Bouncing Horse! You’re not dead yet?”

“Ciao~”

“Mr. Reborn? Are you feeling better? Good morning, Tenth Generation. Why is this video call from Bouncing Horse?”

“Good afternoon, everyone in Vongola.”

…

In just a few minutes, Tetsuya Kusakabe saw the original chat window turn into a video group chat. After Dino enthusiastically greeted everyone, he cleared his throat and announced with a serious face:

“On this sunny day, I’ve gathered you all here to announce a big happy event. My excellent student, Kyoya, has successfully found love and entered the halls of matrimony. Let’s all give him a round of applause!”

Tetsuya Kusakabe: “…”

He didn’t say a word. The Vongola boss and several Guardians were also silent. Suddenly, a childish, mocking snort rang out, “Don’t tell me you’re only finding out now?”

The blond man was silent for two seconds, realizing something was wrong. “What do you mean? Reborn, you guys already knew Kyoya was married? Am I the last one to get the news?”

“Actually, we just found out recently, too…” A gentle, helpless voice joined in. “Just two days before you did.”

“Tsuna, even you—”

Dino gave his junior disciple a look of indignation. He was about to have Kusakabe give the phone to Kyoya to question him about what was going on, but a very loud voice cut in, “Hey! Who’s his wife? I just checked the list of the world’s top five hundred female assassins. Which one is she on the list? What weapon does she use? Is it a sword?”

“That line of thought makes perfect sense! I should have thought of that before!”

“Wait, Squalo, and Sasagawa-senpai, Kyoya’s wife doesn’t have to be a female assassin, right?” In the same frame, a man with short black hair lightly pushed aside a long sword that was almost in his face with a bamboo sword, trying to reason with them with a hint of helplessness.

Hayato Gokudera adjusted his glasses and added thoughtfully, “…Why don’t I have someone send a list of all the age-appropriate women in the Vongola allied families, and we can check through it.”

The speechless Kusakabe: “!”

You’re getting way off track!

Is. Kyoya Hibari’s image as a battle maniac that solid in your minds?!

Before he could speak, Dino found a clue from everyone’s comments. “Huh? So none of you have met Kyoya’s wife?”

“…”

The video chat was finally quiet. Kusakabe breathed a sigh of relief. As the only person who had seen the answer, he could finally give this group a hint.

“Tetsu.”

The phone’s true owner had finished his work at some point. He had changed out of his dark navy yukata and appeared in the corner of the camera in a suit, his tone cold and slightly displeased. “I don’t recall giving you permission for a group gathering.”

“Kyoya,” Reborn said, appearing in the frame in a white protective suit with a yellow pacifier on his chest. “Is it too late to say ‘Happy Married Life’ to you now?”

“It’s fine, little baby.” The man, who had taken the phone back from Tetsuya Kusakabe, looked at Reborn’s screen, his eyes much softer.

“So, Kyoya, who is your wife—”

The voice was cut off.

Kyoya Hibari expressionlessly exited the video group chat.

Namimori Town, at a certain intersection.

A person in a fiery red dress raised a hand to cover her mouth, unable to hold back a sneeze. After taking a wet wipe from Chinatsu, the person walking on the other side of the parasol asked with some concern, “Huh, is Kin-chan’s immunity down because of her period recently? You should take care of yourself so you don’t catch a cold.”

Chinatsu, who was holding the parasol for her, immediately observed her carefully. But Jin Chaoyan waved her hand. “Someone must be thinking about me. It’s okay, my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore. By the way, Miura, do your friends also live in Namimori?”

“Yes, Kyoko also grew up in Namimori. We used to have a ‘weekly dessert day’ in middle school to relax together…” The girl with short black hair raised a hand to adjust the little hair clip in her ear while waiting for the traffic light. “But after we went to university, we could only see each other on holidays—”

The rushing traffic stopped as the traffic light changed.

Haru Miura, who was in mid-sentence, saw a person on the other side of the street and immediately waved happily. Following her gesture, Chaoyan saw a woman with warm-toned long hair and a gentle aura, and a boy in a cow-print casual suit with a lazy vibe standing next to her.

“Kyoko! Hai, Lambo, when did you get back?!”

Haru Miura, who had jogged across the crosswalk, first hugged Kyoko Sasagawa, then looked with great surprise at the boy who had returned at some point.

“Surprise~ I have a school exchange program in Japan next semester…” The boy put down the hand that was idly twirling his bangs, closed one eye, and smiled lazily.

A few steps behind Haru Miura, Chaoyan looked at the three of them in the same frame and couldn’t help but frown. She tugged on her butler’s sleeve and asked, “Chinatsu, don’t they look familiar standing together?”

The butler thought seriously for a moment and shook his head.

But Chaoyan was certain she had seen them before. Before she could remember, they had already crossed the street. Haru Miura happily came to pull her hand and introduce her to her friends.

“Kin-chan, this is my good friend, Kyoko Sasagawa; this is my friend’s younger brother, who studies in Italy. His name is Lambo.”

“Hello,” she greeted them. “My name is Jin Chaoyan.”

The group walked towards the dessert shop, led by Haru Miura, who talked about the new flavors of the season. But when they got to the door, Lambo’s phone rang.

He apologized and stood outside to take the call instead of entering the shop.

Chaoyan walked into the store with the two ladies. When she was politely greeted by a staff member, she still looked back at Lambo, even squinting her eyes.

“What’s wrong, Kin-chan?”

Noticing her expression, Haru Miura leaned over curiously. Kyoko Sasagawa also tilted her head in their direction.

“Your younger brother, I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before?” The more the person she couldn’t remember was in front of her, the more Chaoyan was motivated to fight against her goldfish-like memory.

But at this moment, Kyoko Sasagawa said with a smile, “Actually, I feel like I know Miss Kin, too. If everyone is in Namimori Town, maybe we went to the same school before?”

“Oh? You’re right!”

Haru Miura immediately became excited. “Kin-chan, where did you go to elementary, middle, and high school? Maybe we’re schoolmates!”

Jin Chaoyan: “…”

Good question.

How would I know the original owner’s school history?

She moved her lips, barely remembering the Namimori Middle School that Kusakabe had mentioned. Before she could say it, Lambo came back from outside. The fifteen-year-old foreign boy looked mature and exuded a unique charm that attracted the girls around him.

“Sorry to interrupt—”

“Kyoko-nee, Haru-nee, and Miss Kin, I have something urgent to do. I can’t stay here to eat with you. I need a takeaway.”

Kyoko Sasagawa asked softly with concern, “Eh? Is it something urgent, Lambo?”

“Vong…” Lambo began out of habit, then glanced at Chao-yan and managed to change his words. “My brother’s senior secretly got married, and everyone is very curious about his marital situation. I’m here, so I’m going to help them go and investigate.”

Of course, he was also a little curious about the identity of the Cloud Guardian’s wife.

An assassin? A swordswoman? A Mafia member from another family?

“Then you should hurry. If you want anything, you can text me, and I’ll get it for you.”

“Be careful on your way, Lambo.”

Haru Miura and Kyoko Sasagawa didn’t ask any more questions.

As for Chaoyan, she wasn’t interested in this kind of gossip. She used the school topic as an excuse to get a dessert first and quickly walked towards the cake display case, taking out her phone to go through the private detective’s investigation report—

It was a mistake to only care about the family gossip and count the zeros behind her wealth before.

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