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Jayson paid little mind to Kurai's words but more so her actions. Kurai seemed in fact cruel but her laughter and the way she acted seemed as if she was hiding something. Jayson shared in her own laugh as she saw the girl getting ready to leave. "At least I don't hide behind some fake and pathetic facade of strength. At least I actually give a damn about the people around me who care for me." Jayson was pretty sure Kurai had heard it before she took her leave. Jayson had known she seemed weak but to her so did Kurai. Kurai had the chance to kill her right there while her guard was down monetarily and she didn't. It proved both of their weakness besides so random leader came at her and called her weak she was prepared to hear that often since Jayson was a young female leading a strong long generations worth mafia family.

Kurai's words didn't bother her as now Jayson was certain by her body language and actions proved her susicions of the girl hiding something and that ma just lead to the exact reason why she had come after her. Jayson wasn't sure if Kurai knew but Jayson saw her eyes water and knew that there was a reason for her actions. Jayson didn't care what Kurai's expectations of her were and didn't give quite a damn about her disappointment. She too was weak in a way. Any ruthless and cold-hearted killer as Kurai seemed to want to make herself out to be would've taken the opening Jayson left but Kurai didn't which proves no matter is she wanted to admit it or not something stopped her from doing so. Whether it was plain stupidity or her own skeletons in the closet Jayson wasn't completely sure but she was leaning more towards the ladder.

Right now Jayson had things of more importance than dwelling on some random girl who came to fight her for own reasons when she had just become leader. Whoever she was needed to really sort out who it was she really wanted to take care of because there was no way Jayson had ever sparked anything between the two as she has never even spoken to the girl in her life let alone ever hear anyone utter her name so what did it matter right now? Jayson left the room not bothering nor caring enough to check to see if the leader had left. Jayson went to where she heard the sobbing just moments earlier to see where her mother was lying on the couch in the large living room before Shiro took her out.

Jayson held no emotion on her face seeing specific a news story being told on some channel. Jayson turned her attention to the story and saw that the horrid man that stole her entire childhood walking out of a courthouse with a smug grin plastered on his face as he walked into a limo. Anger arose withing her. That man was freed from prison on the pretense of good behavior and fufilling a good amount of time under the charge of robbing a convience store. The Vongolas could've never pressed charges on the man due to their own history and crimes. So to see him free Jayson was beyond being talked down to be calm. She saw red and all she wanted to do was hear his screams of pain and pleads for mercy like she heard from her sister as he and his croonies beat her to death. Jayson never wished to see his face again but now she had to make the choice of carrying out vengence or letting all of that die.