11 mai - L'étrange demande de deux jours
C'était la fin de la journée scolaire. Les clubs étaient lâchés, la semaine était en train de mourir avec le week-end prochain, et par la fenêtre d'une salle de classe vide au troisième étage, Ayumu Tomoe regardait ses pairs et un fichier de sous-classes hors de la cour de l'école secondaire Namimori. En tirant son regard vers le balai, il continua tranquillement à se bourdonner et à balayer les détritus laissés par l'agitation des étudiants au cours de la journée.
Peu de temps après le troisième verset de son chant de travail, il entendit le bouton de la porte tourner et s'arrêter, se reposant les mains sur le bout de la poignée du balai comme si c'était le sommet d'une épée que la porte s'ouvrait. "Ah, je me demandais quand vous vous montreriez", a remarqué le jeune avec le long, cheveux noirs et l'expresison détendu, jetant un coup d'œil latéral aux deux figures - un cosplayer kitsune avec quelqu'un qui était soit un nain ou un bébé. Non, certainement un bébé, il avait une sucette rouge - à la porte de la salle de classe vide. "Désolé d'avoir été si difficile à trouver, après tout ce que je fais autour beaucoup, ha," un sourire amusé joué aux bords de ses lèvres, plus correctement vu maintenant qu'il s'est tourné pour s'adresser correctement au duo étrange dans la porte.
-- Si jouaient à part, commença Ayumu, se penchant vers l'avant et reposant son menton sur ses doigts. "Je suppose que vous n'êtes pas du département de théâtre de l'université?" il a demandé rhétoriquement son expression se tournant d'amusement à mused. « Ne pouvez-vous pas dire que je suis trop surpris; avez-vous vu leurs valeurs de production? » il a ri, se taisant après un moment ou deux. "Mais, ah, qu'est-ce qu'il y a avec tout, euh..." son expression tourné de l'amusement à être muselé alors qu'il a incliné sa tête vers le côté, et fait des cercles avec sa main, "...kitsune-shota chose combo que vous avez en cours?" Ses yeux se rétrécissaient alors, se concentrant avec insistance sur la femme à queue de renard. "... Attendez... Je te jure, tu ressembles à quelqu'un que je connais », a-t-il commenté, l'image d'un certain usurpateur de comité de discipline aux cheveux blancs qui vient immédiatement à l'esprit, « Juste ne peut pas mettre ma langue dessus... »
"Gah, oublie ça," ayumu agité à la main, debout droit et reposant son balai contre un bureau, "Qui êtes-vous, et pourquoi avez-vous besoin de moi de toute façon?"
Peculiarly, les deux compagnons partageaient un regard et le bébé de tous les gens était celui qui s'avançait pour parler. « Mon nom est Fon, et c'est Shiso, » a-t-il commencé avec élégance et éloquence comme un sage plutôt qu'un bébé, « et nous sommes ici parce que vous, Ayumu Tomoe, avez été choisi comme candidat pour le rôle de Gardien au 13e patron d'une puissante famille mafia, la Vongola. Bien sûr, vous avez la possibilité de refuser si vous le souhaitez, mais je vous exhorte à prendre les 48 prochaines heures pour considérer l'offre. Cependant, il se peut que vous ne disiez à personne, pas même à vos amis ou à votre famille, ce que nous vous avons demandé. »
Cela dit, la pièce est entrée dans un silence pensif, brisé seulement par le commentaire d'Ayumu beaucoup de longs moments plus tard. "Tu sais, si c'était juste une question, ne pourrais-tu pas juste m'envoyer un texto ou m'envoyer un mail ou quelque chose?" Il a fait remarquer. « Non pas que cette configuration que vous avez ici soit mauvaise ou quelque chose; c'est très remarquablement approprié », a rapidement ajouté Ayumu, se détournant des deux pour regarder par la fenêtre. "Je veux dire regarde! Vous avez un bel éclairage, un fond de coucher de soleil avec une belle vue, une bonne acoustique... » Il a commencé à revenir aux deux, « De plus, vous m'avez attrapé à un très bon moment. En fait...
Ils étaient partis.
"... Bien sûr, je pense que j'y réfléchirai..." il murmura, s'emparant du balai et continuant à balayer ce qui restait du désordre de cette classe.

13 mai - Rassemblement des Gardiens
Deux jours plus tard, Ayumu y pensait encore. Il n'arrivait pas à enrouler la tête autour de l'idée que quelqu'un l'avait choisi pour rejoindre une famille mafia. Une famille de mafias qui, a-t-il noté, ne sonnait rien comme les films de mafia ou les pièces qu'il avait regardées ou auxquelles il avait participé, respectivement. Quoi qu'il en soit, Shiso et Fon avaient certainement commencé à s'intéresser de plus en plus au concept et à en faire preuve de curiosité. Ses recherches n'ont pas trouvé beaucoup de bonnes pistes autres que quelques vieux articles de nouvelles dans une langue qu'il ne pouvait pas lire, et des photos de palourdes.
C'était peut-être de la farce. C'est ce qu'il pensait avant de monter sur les marches du toit de l'école, mais quand un nombre croissant de personnes - dont beaucoup étaient au courant - ont commencé à se pointer, il a commencé à douter de cette idée. Surtout compte tenu de l'aptitude physique des gens qu'il connaissait qui s'était rassemblé. Pourtant, il n'avait pas beaucoup idée de ce qu'il faisait ici; il n'était ni sportif, ni particulièrement violent ou robuste. Mais il était trop tard pour regretter, il était déjà là. D'ailleurs, il pouvait toujours le considérer comme une extension à son bassin d'emplois potentiels. Après tout, il a l'air très bien dans un costume s'il l'a dit lui-même.
Ce n'est qu'un moment après que tout le monde est arrivé que la porte du toit a enfin commencé à s'ouvrir une fois de plus. Alors que l'attente du patron était assez longue à considérer qu'il aurait dû obtenir le même temps que tout le monde, ce n'était pas nécessairement gênant. Ayumu avait quelques théories sur le pourquoi. Peut-être était-il en retard à la mode, ou avait-il regardé et prévu de venir en dernier ; Ayumu pouvait respecter un gars qui pensait comme ça.
Naturellement, il a été très surpris d'apprendre qui le patron derrière ce bouton tournant était en fait: Yoshiaki Sugihara, joueur délinquant résident et conscrit occasionnel de service communautaire. 'Hmm, peut-être que je viens juste d'être conscrit de vengeance,' Ayumu pensa avant que le bébé mentionne que Yoshiaki avait une décision de lui-même à prendre, ce qui n'était apparemment pas la décision de les virer sur le principe si la réponse de Yoshiaki était quelque chose à passer.
Intéressant. Le patron ne savait même pas qu'il était le patron. Comme ils sont monomythes.» Après la réponse de Yoshiaki, les deux recruteurs ont commencé à expliquer ce qui allait se passer. C'est-à-dire, le camping. Ayumu n'a jamais vraiment été un fan du camping; il n'avait même jamais campé une fois dans sa vie, donc cela allait être une nouvelle expérience d'au moins deux façons. Honnêtement, il s'attendait à quelque chose de plus comme le racket ou une sorte d'autres comportements louches, donc il a été agréablement surpris par le résultat. Quoi qu'il en soit, il y avait un détail criant qui se distinguait après que cette explication ait été donnée:
Le silence.
Maintenant, on ne peut pas avoir ça, n'est-ce pas?
-- Eh bien! Ayumu a serré les mains ensemble alors qu'il commençait à faire sa déclaration, « Cela semble être la fin de cela. Qui veut monter les magasins et obtenir des biens par des moyens totalement légaux?" Il a souligné la dernière partie, parce que c'était important. Je ne voudrais pas qu'il y ait d'étranges malentendus, après tout. "Je vais aller au centre commercial chercher des trucs. N'importe qui qui veut me rejoindre peut aller là-bas."
Name: Ayumu Tomoe
Aliases: Class Rep, Namimori Jack of All Trades
Age: 17
Gender: Best Girl but a Guy Male
Appearance:






Combat Data
Faction: Vongola Famiglia
Position: Mist Guardian Candidate
Flame: Mist
Equipment: Ayumu carries nothing out of the ordinary.
Fighting Style: At its core Ayumu’s combat style is built on nothing but theatricality and deception. With no combat training and no outstanding physical attributes, Ayumu only has his wiles and pragmatism by which to defeat his opponents. This isn’t to say that he prioritizes winning at all costs, though. While he would much rather like to win than lose, he ultimately prioritizes his survival over everything. That said, rather than being a threat in direct combat, Ayumu’s true talent lies in supporting his allies both directly and indirectly, whether that be through manipulating information or creating openings to exploit.
Techniques:Blank Slate - A technique that purges the mind of distractions in order to put the user in a mental state more suitable for focusing upon a specific intent. Though ineffective at dispelling illusions outright, it still makes it easier to maintain one's grip on reality.Special Characteristics:Faceless False Fake - A lie to the self that becomes truth to the world. A kind of extreme method acting that achieves flawless performance. It is this foundation by which Ayumu's reputation as an actor is built upon. Using information on a given role, it is possible for him to assume that identity with nigh-perfect accuracy. While it doesn't cover physical characteristics like appearance and voice or mnemonic characteristics like experience and training, essentially all that makes an individual who they are is replicated. It would not be a stretch to say that with the right disguise, it would be possible to play any role perfectly.
Personal Data
Background: Ayumu was born in Tokyo to a pair of pretty normal parents, for a given value of normal that is. At any rate, the members of his immediate family lack any sort of association with the criminal underworld and are more or less just regular Japanese civilians. His parents separated when he was in elementary school as a result of irreconcilable differences compounded with his father’s company going bankrupt and depriving him of a means of supporting the family. Ever since then, Ayumu’s lived in Namimori with his mother.
His relationship with his debt-ridden father is still very amicable, even if his mother doesn’t let them see each other outside of significant milestones in Ayumu’s life (although that doesn’t mean he hasn’t taken the train to Tokyo under the false pretenses on more than one occasion). On the other hand, Ayumu’s relationship with his mother is rather strained. She is a borderline-psychotic control freak who’d want nothing more than to micromanage her child’s lifestyle, and in a rather unsurprising turn of events, has turned Ayumu’s home life into not much more than a veritable bureaucratic nightmare full of rules and regulations that vary from the mundane to the completely bizarre. Nevertheless, it could be said she’s succeeded in her intentions; it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that everything that makes Ayumu ‘Ayumu’ is all this woman’s fault. Even his feminine appearance is a result of his mother’s desire to make him look less like the husband she can’t stand and more like herself so she could more easily live vicariously through him. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, Ayumu's sense of familial loyalty renders his ability to dissent rather low. More importantly however, living under such a domineering person has instilled a strong desire to be the one in control of himself rather than the one being controlled.
He took up drama at the behest of his mother, but soon came to realize that he was both really, really good at it and that, since his mother fully supported his decision to continue acting, it was an excellent way to maintain the illusion of control for both sides. As a result of his skills, he has become the Namimori High School Drama Club’s most valuable performer, but while acting is something he enjoys and a safe outlet where he can feel like everything’s fine. That aside, over the years Ayumu has managed to maintain a healthy, completely average life at school. He's maintained a reputation as a helpful, reliable 'jack of all trades' type as a result of his attempts at avoiding having to go home by staying behind at school helping people clean, organize events, orient new students, or whatever the need may be. He's mostly given the jobs that are too tedious or too much effort for the usual individuals, and typically volunteers for whatever's left just to fill his schedule. Similarly, he has taken up the role of representative for his class. But despite his rather cushy and respectable lot in life, he’s still very disappointed with his current state of affairs. After all, the deadline for the rest of his life rapidly approaches, and with no idea what he wants from his future, he feels as if he’s losing more and more control as each day passes.
Personality: If there's one thing everyone can agree on when it comes to Ayumu, it's that he's very sociable. He is very easily capable of initiating conversation with strangers and has a good enough feel for people to know when he's overstepped his bounds. Though he is most definitely acts the part of a emotional, good-natured, easygoing sort of person, his outward demeanor as a whole can be somewhat troublesome to deal with, especially for the uninitiated. Nowhere is this more evident than in the way he speaks. Even to strangers and superiors, his tone is one that walks the fine line between necessary cordiality and overly casual familiarity. Though he is fully aware of what contemporary etiquette expects of him, the way he speaks make it seem as if he's only making enough of a token effort not to be seen as outright impolite by peers. Along with this is an almost annoying confidence in his own talents and a propensity towards saying and doing things he doesn't necessarily mean in order to provoke a reaction and as acting as the devil's advocate. To a lesser extent, he's prone to occasional bouts of melodrama and being overly preoccupied with aesthetics. Still, while his outward nature can be somewhat disagreeable, his intent is rarely malicious, and while he does enjoy building himself up, he has no desire to take anybody down. Furthermore, despite his troublesome tendencies, he's actually very responsible; he works hard and takes his duties as seriously as he can, even if his hubris sometimes gets the better of him and he neglects to properly prepare. Still, he's very persistent and likes making good on his mistakes or incomplete work rather than forgetting about it and hoping everyone else forgets about it too. He's also the type to be tight-lipped about most things, which is fortunate for those whose secrets he's keeping but less fortunate for those who want to gossip. And despite what his troublesome attitude may suggest, he leans towards lawfulness and likes when things are kept nice and orderly. Similarly, he favors, though not always associates with, people who are good to others and is actually an optimist despite what his tendency to poke fun at the unlikeliness of ideal events coming to pass may push one to believe. Overall, one might be inclined to consider him to be someone who is brimming with infectious self-confidence.
Ayumu himself desires to be like that. Unfortunately, at his core he's really not nearly as self-assured as he makes himself out to be despite what his bravado might imply. It wouldn't be wrong to say that the crux of his personality centers around a desire for control, but that's part of the problem. The idea of irrelevance, of being forced to support something he doesn't agree with, of having no say in his future both utterly terrifies and angers him, though that anger is self-directed more often than not. It's an all-consuming fear that permeates his very being. He struggles to maintain constant control of his own situation, and when that is lost or when he perceives that that is lost, a cavernous blankness overtakes him. As a result, he's developed a bad habit of using 'completely dissociate with my situation and pretend everything is fine' as his coping mechanism of choice, and when it finally hits him, he learns his lesson too well and too quickly. Unsurprisingly, you can get a better read of him as a person when he's on the reacting side of a situation in spite of, or perhaps because of, his usual role as the initiator. He's still rather calm and gentle though - control begins with the self, after all - so that's mostly relatively speaking. Considering his fixation on self-control and autonomy, it may be odd that he doesn't have many complaints about taking control from others. Contradictory and hypocritical perhaps, but humans are rarely in synchronicity with their ideals.
Relationships:Sachiko Kanno - Misunderstood "Mentorship"
This odd pair first met when Sachiko transferred to Namimori. Ayumu, like usual, volunteered to be the one to orient her and acclimate her to the school setting. To say that Ayumu's interactions with Sachiko are odd would be an understatement. While the girl does all in her power to avoid him, Ayumu can't stand being unable to fulfill his perceived duty to the girl. As a result, he's become very persistent in trying to get through to the reticent young lady. Unfortunately for Ayumu, she does manage successfully avoid him most of the day. They do often have lunch together though, and their conversations are about as one-sided as one would expect.
Hisaki Kawaguchi
Yoshiaki Sugihara - Casual Acquaintance
Ayumu's interactions with Yoshi began one fateful day. A day where one man did battle for justice, and was then assigned to community service as punishment. Luckily (Unluckily?) our delinquent hero was directed to seek out Ayumu for instructions and support. With the vast dichotomy between their personalities, their interactions were expectedly very unprofessional and involved lots of flustered yelling, useless small talk, and low-key interrogation. They don't really talk much outside of the rare occasions their duties/punishments align.
Yuki Volkov

Miscellaneous Data
Nationality: Japanese
Birthdate: October 22
Blood Type: B
Height: 175cm
Weight: 60kg
Likes: Cheesy icebreakers, fish dishes that aren't mackerel
Dislikes: Musicals, the length of his hair
Hobbies: Housekeeping, people watching
Talents: Delegation, playing cards, surprisingly good at tying knots
Family: Tamanone Tomoe née Fujino (Mother); Daisuke Tomoe (Father); Suzume Tomoe (Younger Half Sister)
Character Theme: M12+13
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