The lives of the Amami siblings get worse when Shirogane and her troupe reveal a devilish plot to get their fortune once and for all.

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Heartbroken, with a faltering voice and a slap mark on her face, Miu Akamatsu and her brothers go into the kitchen to make their new guardian food. "A-alright... what about w-we make a pizza for them?"



Shuichi tried to remember a recipe, while Miu and Kokichi rumaged across the messy kitchen looking for ingredients.



Using somewhat stale bread as dough, cheese and tomatoes almost to expire and a decent oven temperature, the siblings cooked the best meal they could, and it was a large pizza, enough to fill the bellies of the Shirogane and her troupe.

Meanwhile, at the dining hall:

Shirogane asked her mates how was their day, and when they started talking, Tsumugi went on a rant in how the the orphans were rude and disrespectful with her:





"I GIVE WHAT THEY WANT, A LOVING HOME! AND THEY REFUSE TO DO WHAT THEY WERE TOLD TO DO!!! That's the problem with rich people, they are filthy hypocrites, spoiled brats with no GOOD CHARITABLE NOBLE HEART SUCH AS I!"





"Kukukuku. I enjoy watching destitute rich people, you just-"

"They still have a ways to go, before they get used to you, look at me, it was just me and my stump instead of my arm, and th-"



"Junko thinks they need more despair! Mukuro thinks they need to get physical!"





"Well i th-"

The Amami Siblings arrive with the large pizza, and serve slices to each member's plates. After serving, Shuichi speaks with Tsumugi.

"e-excuse lady shirogane...we have baked pizza for you and your associates." meekly exclaimed Shuichi.

"What is this GARBAGE? I have read Doujinshis better written what ever this piece of slice! I want meat, that is better for my skin."

under his clenched teeth, and under a irritated expression, Shuichi replied: "w-well, i'm sorry ma'am for not making what you desired."

"Do... i detect SARCASM?! I have expressed my views on sarcasm on your sister, didn't i?"



Shirogane proceeded to deliver a mighty slap across his face. With his fists closed and tears running across his face, the last thing he saw, was the blue haired demon, telling to go their bed. Their bed for all 3 of them.

"this... this is not okay." said Kokichi. His siblings were like he never saw before. Miu and Shuichi were shaken in fear, they were living in constant abuse. And on a rickety bed that possibly couldn't fit three people, it seemed unlikely how hope could possibly root on that house, however, Hope was going to rise on a rise on that old house starting from tomorrow...

The Next Morning.

After a troublesome and sorrowful day, the Amami children woke up. When they went downstairs, the blue haired fiend was there, standing with a cheerful smile and wearing a silly helicopter hat.

"I am so~o sorry about yesterday. You know, i have a play scheduled to today at night, and i want to invite you both to it. Shuichi darling, you could play the groom. I don't want to marry Mr. Ryoma, as he is busy guarding... your brother. "



The cheerful smile turned into a psychopathic grin.



"You know... i have your brother Kokichi hidden away on a corner of my house. If you try anything, i will execute him."



Now, enjoy the last remaining hours of the Amami fortune in your hands... hah, hah, hah...also, say hello to Mr. Korekiyo, he will guard you while i am out.

TO BE CONCLUDED IN: "The Salty Start- Act III"!