Remilia's day couldn't have started worse than it already was. She woke up to the sound of her sister whining about the breakfast, tripped over thin air a couple of times, got milk spilled on her skirt so she had to change it and the toaster somehow fell on her face. Great, right? Once Remilia got everything fixed, she grabbed her bag, kissed her sister goodbye and slipped out of her house, hoping the day wouldn't come worse. Well, this day was actually good compared to the last week. She sighed and shook her head, not wanting to remind herself of what Reborn said to her and the rest of the guys. Supposedly, she was one of Ai's guardians; more precisely, the Storm Guardian of the Undecima. Yes, Remilia knew what and who the Guardians were (with half of her life resolving around the Mafia, why wouldn't she know?), but to realize she was one of Ai's Guardians was a major shock to her. Remilia quickly shook her head and sighed slightly. "Snap out of it, Remi, now's not the right time to think about this..."
































