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[in_thefamily]

Hello children~! My name is Sawada Nana, and I've been hired as the camp mother by the director. I want to do a good job getting to know you all, so I thought we could start with talking over cookies and milk. I know everyone likes different things, so I made a few different kinds for you to choose from. By the way, does anyone know what kind of

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[artist_of_anger]

... Sawada?

[in_thefamily]

Yes, that's right. My--! That's a very good costume you've got on!

[artist_of_anger]

... Uh, yeah. It's for a...

You wouldn't happen to know a kid named Sawada Tsunayoshi?

[in_thefamily]

Oh yes, that's my son. Are you a friend of his? I don't remember meeting you before . . .

[artist_of_anger]

Uh, no! I'm just a guy who works here really. Iii think that.

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Option 1: Take her, his mother, to the drafty cave where her son is living with a ton of other kids and neighbours to jet-skate powered delinquents.

->Option 2: LIE YOUR ASS OFF DRAG OUT UNTIL TSUNA CAN BE FOUND AND WARNED.

Option 3: Kill them all and bathe in a fountain of theirbl- oh you're not even considering me, WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER IF YOU'RE JUST GONNA KEE-*

I've heard the name before, that's all! We got a lotta japanese kids in here, think Sawada's a pretty common name?

[in_thefamily]

It might be, but Haru-chan just told me he's here too . . . And so are quite a few more children from home!

[artist_of_anger]

Oh oh, right. Haru, Tsuna's friend, right? Well you two should probably talk things over, I'll see if I can't find Tsuna.

[in_thefamily]

Yes, she's always visiting the house when we're at home. Thank you very much!

[artist_of_anger]

... Mmm. No reason.

[in_thefamily]

Hm . . . I don't think I've gotten your name yet.

[artist_of_anger]

Oh, yeah. It's Jak, just Jak. Pleasure to meet you... mrs Sawada, right?