Twenty-Eight Stars

[canicrynow]

You know, after hearing his name being brought up and then lumped into a larger group in the context of incompetents, clowns, the inexperienced, ne'er-do-wells, power-grabbers and general jokes, a man is liable to start to get a little cranky. Is that okay?! Am I allowed to be kind of angry about this? I'm pulling out anyway, but it would be nice

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[mafiaphobic]

...I d-don't want to be warden, because I'll be dead in ten years!

[canicrynow]

...goodness, that's not a very positive outlook, Tsunayoshi-kun.

[mafiaphobic]

It's not that I want it to be true!

It's that he comes from my future, where it is true!

[canicrynow]

I bet that's sort of uncomfortable.

But you're still alive, now. It's not like you can't do anything to make things different, son! People are willing to change what they do if you just keep on them for long enough and smile a lot.

Ten years is a long time, after all.

[mafiaphobic]

Sort of uncomfortable?! How would you like to know that you're going to die before you're twenty-five?!

O-Or, if I'm not important and no one notices me, maybe no one will kill me!

...not when you're hit by the ten-year bazooka.

[canicrynow]

You've got to view it a little more positively, Tsunayoshi-kun. Would you rather not know, honestly?

...a what?

[mafiaphobic]

It'd rather be able to pretend I wasn't going to die until I'm old and unaffiliated with any deadly groups!

The thing that brought me here! Only, it screwed up, because it was supposed to send me to where Reborn was ten years in the future, and it sent me to this city!