Upon getting hints from Taiga that this city is periodically no-good, he investigated. Police Files, records, everything.
(Squalo makes the same conclusion when he snooped around much later)
It does not paint a good picture.
"Hey kids, I had a talk with Taiga earlier." he said during dinner. A dinner of what's basically food porn in his eyes.
"What is it?" Haru asked him.
"Do you know that this city tends to blow up every sixty years, plus murders and disappearances?"
"Don't know." said Haru.
"That's news to us," said Naru. "I don't think tousan knows either…"
"He probably didn't." said Reborn, having no clue how WRONG he was. "He quit his job nine years before he came to Fuyuki with his wife five years ago. She was among the casualties of the Shinto Explosion." That was clearly news to the kids by their expressions. "For now, since 1994 marked the sixty year count, the next sixty years would be around 2054. You guys will have your grandkids move out before the periodic shitstorm comes again." he said. "Apparently according to Taiga, her grandfather Raiga lived through two periodic disasters of Gas Explosions, Disappearances and Murders. Age 11 and 71 respectively. Are you going to be fine with that knowledge, knowing your grandchildren and their children will put up with that crap once while you deal with it twice?"
The kids gulped, looking at each other.
"But...we have nowhere else to go," said Naru glumly. "We don't know anyone else either and father left us the house, we can't just leave it…"
"Well for now it's safe to live here but after 55 years you and your families scram to safety. It's always best to have contingency plans than none when you need it most. Make plans A-Z in life, that's my motto." Reborn told the kids.
"Ahh…" the kids stared at him childishly.
That night, Reborn kept watch over the house while filing a report using a Leon-Laptop.
Photos of Naru in various shots taken using Leon, and his observations of the last pure Vongola Child.
Naru is a princess. Literally in regards to personality, mannerisms and choice of wear. Thankfully not spoiled, not bratty, selfish, etc. She's in fact, sweetly-endearing and innocent. However, her brother's cooking can make other cooking seem blander in comparison; nothing short of a first-rate chef can satisfy her now. He may have to ask Haru for home cooking cookbooks for her mother. Well, for his own use too by the way.
School, the next day...
The two siblings attended the same elementary school, Yotsubashi Elementary. He hasn't had a chance to talk to Haru alone yet.
The opportunity came when they came home on the third day, and Naru took to tending to her garden.
He also can forewarn Haru that there will be guests soon.
"Haru," said Reborn, "Can you cook for about nine more people tonight?"
"Eh? What for?" Haru blinked.
"It's about Naru's family," said Reborn.
"Eh? But we're both orphans!" Haru choked out. "If she has family, why did they never come until now?"
"Because we found her recently." said Reborn grimly. "She was kidnapped five years ago after nearly-killing her mother and brought here to be sold to a third-party." Haru took to an ashen pallor. "I'm in fact, here to guard her until the relatives come, but what I know of Kiritsugu is indeed, the truth," he said. "Same line of work, but I know of him through grapevine and intel digging. Never met him personally." he said. "Oh yes, I took to stocking up the pantry while you kids are at school. I also purchased meat since these guys don't like fish much. Work your magical kitchen fingers kid… you have a bright future as a chef getting Michelin Awards in no time flat."
Haru sputtered, embarrassed. "I'm not that good!"
"Oh yeah? Try eating in a diner or a restaurant. Their cooking is bland compared to yours. Kiritsugu has no idea he lucked out adopting a son with prodigious chef skills." Reborn chuckled. "You'll learn the truth about Naru when they come."
'A-are they going to separate us?" Haru asked anxiously. "She's all I have… I promised pops I'd protect her!" he stammered worriedly. "She's my only reason to live."
His desperation in not wanting to be separated from his sister, was abnormal and his eyes alone worried the hitman.
Good guardian attitude but isn't that going too far? Reborn thought. "Haru, what happened? No boy would talk like you do… it feels more than just separation-anxiety."
"... pops…" Haru deflated. 'He likened me to a sword."
"A sword?"
"Since I left the hospital… I felt so empty but at the same time, I desperately wanted something. Something to do. Especially being useful." said Haru. "It ate at me. It gnawed at me." he choked out. "There were times I wanted to scratch my chest and throat out because it's that deep. Pops and I wondered if this was no thanks to that fire that I became what I am now… so he told me that my reason to live will be Naru. Taking care and protecting her until the day we have our own families, that way my new purpose will be my wife and children to shift my needs on. Pops began training me in martial arts by training my body first."Haru didn't dare speak of sorcery. "And months before he died, I learned to use guns. Fujimuras supplied the bullets of course." Haru snorted as Reborn raised an eyebrow. "If Fuji-nee knew she'll have a cow." he chuckled sadly.
"But I was happy. The feeling went away now that I have a purpose. If Naru will be taken from me I don't know what I'd do… that feeling is unbearable… excruciating." Haru grimaced. "I don't want to feel it ever again. I'm Naru's sword and she's my wielder… I can't be without her."
That's one nasty souvenir from trauma. Reborn thought darkly. That's something he wouldn't want to have himself. Poor kid for being tormented with it. He's essentially a Knight with a desperate need for a master. Even worse as she's his Sky so the Guardian Bond amplified those feelings no doubt.
What a problem.