Things were not going well for Tsuna that day. She was rushing back and forth, first helping Kyoko with the costumes, then rehearsing lines with Kyoko and the boys. It was a massive headache, especially after all she'd done to try and avoid it. The worst part was that she had to act like some kind of mocking assassin (a nod to Mukuro) just to get them to take it seriously. If she was already in a bad mood and depressed before all this (a very poor combination), she was even worse now. The jug of coffee she'd managed to steal was the only thing keeping her calm.
At least her strategy had worked, even if she never thought she'd have to go to such lengths to get them to act halfway decently. If she had to do this for every rehearsal, she would give up and ask Hibari to "bite them to death" every time they messed up. There was no better incentive than that—well, aside from Reborn, but she'd have to negotiate with him for real. Knowing Hibari, she'd only have to offer him a good fight for each day of rehearsal or something similar. They would have to rehearse perfectly if they didn't want to get bitten, and even that was no guarantee. For her own sanity, she hoped she wouldn't have to resort to such extremes.
On the other hand, Tsuna was thankful that whatever Hibari did to the students he knocked out wasn't a brutal beating. At least, it didn't seem like it. But she could never be sure since she was never there to see it. It was just something about "weak herbivores." In any case, as if things weren't bad enough for her self-esteem, Kyoko had, for some inexplicable reason, refused to let her out of her sight, just like her two "best" friends. It was as if they expected her to disappear. Too bad, because that was exactly what Tsuna wanted to do (again), but with their strict surveillance, she was sure to drive them insane if she escaped (again). She mourned for herself, but she loved them so much that she only thought about escaping instead of simply opening a window and flying out like a rocket. Oh, how she wished she could do that.
To top it all off, and as a sad change of pace, Hana had been asking her questions and giving her orders here and there. It was either to keep her busy or because Hana didn't have "monkeys" to do the work and wanted to take advantage of the three people who were there. Still, her behavior seemed strange. What was she thinking when she asked about costumes? First, shouldn't that have been done already, or did Reborn just hand them the script? Second, there were other people more qualified than her. And third, Hana never really spoke to her much until Kyoko told her they were friends, and even then, she didn't change much.
Then again, maybe Hana was just taking advantage of the situation. In normal circumstances, she wouldn't be doing any of this; it just wasn't in her nature. It was best to stay calm and not say anything. Hana must have her reasons for it, like not wanting to deal with idiot monkeys any more than necessary. Besides, she was known for making good decisions, even if her methods were strong and very drastic. For her part, Tsuna couldn't do or say anything. She didn't have that privilege or any good reason or excuse. She wasn't about to invent one and make things worse.
She just had to wait and pray that it would be over soon. It wasn't a good idea for them to spend so much time with her, because it would hurt more than usual if things turned out badly. She couldn't bear to see her family in any more pain than she had already seen. It wasn't fair to them.
"Tsu-kun..." Kyoko called softly, very tempted to hit her on the head. "Come on, don't just stand here."
"Hey, Tsuna, it's lunchtime. You're not planning on staying here, are you?" Yamamoto tried, a nervous smile on his face.
Why were they acting like this? The answer was simple: Tsuna's aura was quite intimidating even if she was only slightly irritated. She had been running around fixing every little thing they asked for, and now they wouldn't let her work in peace. Talking can distract a person, especially when you're waiting for an answer. The response they both received to their attempts was only a bored look. Tsuna sighed and softened her expression a few seconds later.
"It doesn't bother me to be in this place, but if it bothers you, then it's probably better to leave..." she said softly.
"What bothers me is being spun around like a hamster on a wheel to fix every little thing they ask me for, and then having to pretend to be Mukuro on one of his bad days just so they'll act 'decently.' It's boring, and my feet are burning. Don't you guys get tired?"
Her voice sounded very soft to their ears, like a spring breeze. She gave them a slightly tired smile and walked with them toward the roof, apparently amused by the little scene that had just happened. However, none of them could understand what was so funny. That place was not a place for talking, and even less for eating. The gym was big, but with all the things they'd been doing for rehearsals, it felt sinister, lonely, and depressing. It wasn't the most pleasant place to eat or interact comfortably. Unnoticed by them, Tsuna was simply amused by the fact that she didn't have the energy to even frown, much less contradict them. That, and the fact that the place made them uncomfortable. Although maybe the latter was just her. Perhaps her great loneliness and pain made her feel differently, preventing her from caring about such trivial things. Or maybe it was just a habit from only ever being in her office and her room. She didn't want to think about any of that right now. It wasn't a good idea to let her family see her so close to her depression and boredom.
"Well, we've arrived," Tsuna said, mentally grimacing. That was an unnecessary thing to say.
"And, as if it's a surprise: there's no one here," Tsuna said with a sour face, making Yamamoto break out in a cold sweat. Maybe he shouldn't have said that.
"I think you guys had better save the jokes for now..." she warned.
"First, they aren't even funny. Second, I'm not in a good mood. Third, we're not alone. Fourth, they aren't funny. Fifth, Gokudera-san could appear at any time. Sixth, they aren't funny. Seventh... did I already say they aren't funny?"
"Huh?" Yamamoto blinked as the girl just laughed. Those weren't jokes; they were just stating the obvious. "Did something happen?"
Tsuna smiled slightly. It wasn't a common thing for him to ask questions, much less wait for an explanation. She glanced sideways at the ceiling. It wasn't a good idea to anger him, no matter how much she missed it and how much fun it would be to do so. Oh well, she'd just have to play dumb. She smiled foolishly and said: "I don't know."
Her companions fell to the ground, perplexed, then gave her confused looks. Internally, Tsuna was dying of laughter at the scene.
"Ah, the good thing about youth. Only seven years ago, I could have said something like that, and they would have taken it as seriously as an implicit order, knowing that I was referring to someone or something specific. A little mischief wouldn't hurt them, would it? Besides, this is how they pay me for making my morning boring and burning my feet."
"I really don't know..." The naive and innocent face was replaced by an extremely sinister smile, and her eyes shone maliciously. Without realizing it, they both swallowed hard at the horrifying sight. Seeing this, Tsuna smiled even more, then crouched in front of them and spoke as softly as a whisper, with a hint of mockery and amusement. "But I think a little bird could be flying very close..."
She turned away with a wicked grin, chose her spot, and before sitting down, gave them a sinister smile again.
"Very close, in fact."
With that, she gave them one last mocking smile and stuck out her tongue playfully, then sat down. Her amusement disappeared at the thought that the show was over. Her two friends shuddered, not understanding what she was trying to tell them. After all, there were no birds around, not even singing.
Nearby, from above, Hibari raised an eyebrow, very curious about the scene he had just witnessed. He smiled very slightly, a sadistic grin. The Omnivore had a lot of surprises in her, and apparently, that included scaring people by using his name. He should bite her to death for such audacity, but for the moment, he would let it go. On Monday, he had to fight her, whether she wanted to or not, and he wanted a really good fight, so he wouldn't bother her today. She was still "recovering." If she was at 100% on Monday, then it would be worth not biting her to death all week for all the infractions she had committed. It was better to wait and bite her to death 13 times in one go. That would be fun and much more satisfying. He just had to wait for Monday, find the right moment, and finally bite her to death when she was alone. They didn't need an audience of interfering herbivores. Although this Omnivore undoubtedly had to learn her place. No one called him a "little bird."
"Hmph, Dame-Tsuna..." Reborn muttered through gritted teeth. "You've improved..." Maybe that wasn't even the right thing to say. "Feeling your guardian just by taking a step on the ground is a great leap forward, and a great quality..." He frowned. This mystery was bothering him a lot. "But..." Oh yes, there had been a lot of "buts" lately. "Where did you learn it?" It wasn't from him; that was impossible and didn't make any sense, unless it was a Hyper Intuition skill (which at her age was 99.99% unlikely).
If he had to bet, he would bet that his student knew he was being watched from the tree where he stood, easily hidden by its branches. He would even bet his hands that she knew exactly where he was. He was almost totally sure of it if the look she gave him when he entered was any indication. But that wasn't the problem. How and where did she learn it? He was the best hitman in the world. Very few people (they could be counted on one hand) could sense him if he was serious and not playing around. Even when he was playing, not many could notice him until it was too late! There was no logical reason for his "Dame" student to be able to feel his presence. From what he knew and had seen firsthand, she had "learned" it overnight. It was a challenge to surprise her, and she could easily hide as she appeared. It was as if she could feel the presences around her. Did Hyper Intuition have something to do with it? It could be, but he didn't know for sure and doubted it. She was too young and didn't have the necessary experience. Even if he had trained her, she would still lack years of experience and practice!
In addition... it was also a combination of intuition and sound generally, and neither he nor Hibari had made a sound. He, for his part, was too far away to be located so quickly by intuition, even by professionals. He could believe the story that she had been pretending since she was a child, but he wasn't going to swallow that she had been capable of so much all this time, or of having so much power. Not at all. The behavior, yes, but nothing more. Obviously it was Tsuna. Natsu wouldn't be as protective or affectionate with her if she was someone else using some trick. But at the same time, it wasn't the same old Tsuna.
What was she hiding? Whatever it was, it was big, too big, and too dark to see. He had been following her for most of the morning, and she already knew he was there because she greeted him as if it were the most common thing in the world from the top of the lighting rig. This only made him wonder how she got up there, how she managed to be there so nonchalantly without being detected, and how the hell she maintained so much balance and didn't fall. Not to mention, she looked so bored. As far as he knew, Tsuna couldn't do that without falling down or screaming in fear, not to mention he hadn't trained her for that.
To be honest, he wouldn't have realized she was there for at least 10 minutes if Tsuna hadn't greeted him, and apparently, she knew it too if his intuition didn't fail him. At least he got some useful and interesting information from the whole conversation, which he was sure Tsuna was also listening to at the moment. Otherwise, why would she jump from that height, right behind them at the right time? They were more than 6 meters up, and to do it so boringly, quietly, and with the utmost elegance meant years of training and practice that she didn't have, and to top it all off... she was in the middle of a conversation. If he didn't know her (which he was already starting to doubt), he would say that she just wanted to confuse them, but he knew that wasn't the case. Although she wasn't telling the whole truth either; that was obvious. She just said enough to calm them down and let them be. He was almost certain that those words were for him too; he would bet half his money on it. But the best part of it was that no one could understand her actions just like that, and if they took into account that she didn't want to be understood... The only thing left was to wait. She would speak when she was ready. It would be a long wait. A very long one by conventional methods, and he did not like to wait.
However, he could not deny the fact that he was concerned about his student. No matter how much he wanted to, he had come to love her as his own daughter, and he couldn't be prouder of her than he was (omitting the whole "Dame" part, of course). However, he couldn't deny that he felt somewhat lost and sad with her change. But at least he had the consolation (thanks to Leon and his intuition) of knowing and understanding that she only sought the best for everyone, and that when she thought it was convenient, she would say whatever was happening. And that was precisely why he was so worried. How bad would it be that she was hiding it with so much passion and sacrifice? It wasn't something out of the ordinary; it was something very dark and dangerous. He just had to trust and wait, as the rest of the family had resigned themselves to do by now, and investigate on his own. He couldn't make a fuss now. In fact, he had gotten into the matter and was trying to make her stupid friends realize that waiting might be a bad decision... and Tsuna knew it, and she had not liked his interference, but she had not said anything. Either way, he was going to find out what the hell was going on, and he was going to have fun no matter what, although that didn't mean it was all fun.
But heck, this situation was a bit stressful. Many factors indicated that it was Tsuna, but Tsuna was not acting "normal" and was showing skills that were not only achieved with a lot of practice and training but with experience. Time, in other words, which she didn't have. She was just a little girl when it came to those things. She never needed her flames or fighting. And even if she had, to be on par with him in battle, she must have fought with someone ten times worse than Hibari on a daily basis, and considering that said prefect was the most dangerous being in this city under normal circumstances... On the other hand, that idiot Iemitsu knew almost nothing about his daughter, and what he knew was from his wife, and a mother couldn't know exactly everything. He had had little information about Tsuna's past, other than that she was an ordinary student and a total useless. Without a doubt, this Tsuna was not so useless, but... I would have eight eyes on her instead of three from now on.
"Hmph, I don't like this," Tsuna thought to herself, looking at her lunch with reluctance. "There are a lot of people here, and Reborn-san isn't going to help me, and if he does, he will only make things worse than they will be if those fools decide to attack." But she still attacked her food like a lazy person moving a leg. "I must have expected it. After all, the title of the Tenth Vongola is their goal, and for that, they will have to kill me, since I do not intend to give it to anyone." Yes, of course. Giving one of the most powerful mafia families of all to anyone who passes by on the street was a great idea, Tsuna could say that with her eyes closed and being totally sarcastic with a gun to her forehead. An entire family and the best hitman in the world didn't bother to force a 14-year-old girl (useless, good-for-nothing, and without any experience in that world) to be the next boss just to prevent a madman from getting that position, apart from the fact that she was the last available successor.
"I just hope they think this through, because if they attack, it'll be very difficult not to kill them unintentionally," Tsuna thought sarcastically. "There are so many people here, so many chances for someone to get hurt, but what do they care?"
Tsuna almost crushed what was left of her lunch. She was already full, and the presence of assassins had taken away the little hunger she had left. "They were never a good family from the beginning," she thought with pity. "And even less so with their last boss. I know very well—a ruthless boss, but at the same time very stupid." With great effort, she continued chewing. "Don't even think of attacking or showing yourselves, or else I'll tear you to pieces myself if you so much as put a single scratch on my family."
"Tsuna?" she heard, and looked up to find that she was being asked a question she hadn't even heard.
"E-eh?" Tsuna grimaced, embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
"Lack of privacy does that to people."
"Oh, it doesn't matter. We were just asking if you wanted to play volleyball or something for a while," Yamamoto said.
Tsuna groaned internally. Why?
"We still have time, and it's not like we're going to have class anyway..."
"Not with almost everyone passed out," Kyoko said, smiling as if nothing had happened.
Tsuna broke out in a cold sweat and mentally hit a wall. Why?
"What do you say, Tsu-kun? It'll be fun."
"Should I say yes?"
She looked at them carefully, then sighed inwardly. Even if she said no, she would be dragged into the game. It wouldn't do much harm, and maybe she could hit those fools with the ball if they tried anything funny. In short, whatever she did or said, she was doomed to do what they wanted. She would simply have to pretend that she didn't know how to play and didn't like the game. It wouldn't be very difficult; after all, she was supposed to be useless. She could probably even make them laugh a little, since the balls always seemed to chase her. She doubted that had changed, even after years without "playing." She would just have to pretend while keeping an eye on everyone... and avoid an accident.
"…It's okay," she said with all the pain in her soul.
"W-what?" Yamamoto was surprised. She wasn't going to refuse, as she usually did in gym class?
"Haha, great! I'll go get the stuff. We'll have to play outside since the gym is busy." Yamamoto didn't notice anything strange in her answer, ignoring the tone she had used, unintentionally or not.
With that, Yamamoto left for an unknown destination with a giant smile, leaving behind a very surprised Gokudera who had just arrived, a curious Hibari with a raised eyebrow, and a perplexed but very happy Kyoko. Hana arrived with her lunch, wanting company and a good time, looking surprisingly confused.
Tsuna shrugged and went back to finish what was left of her lunch. She quickly cleaned and put everything away, knowing the game could start any second.
"Besides, if I remember correctly, Sasagawa-san should appear in about… five seconds."
"But, Juudaime..."
"Five, four, three..."
"...wasn't it that you didn't like these games?" he asked. She didn't like any sports, really, but she didn't need to say that.
"I'll still have to play," she said.
"Two, one..."
"...Also..."
"Zero."
BLAM! THUMP!
"Yossshhh!" The boxer stopped when he saw he wasn't alone. "Hey, Sawada." He had already greeted his sister that morning. "Octopus Head!"
"What the hell, Lawn Head?!"
"Oh, my gosh, I had forgotten how loud those two are... and how volatile. Let's see..."
"Yo, Oni-san," she said. "I don't have a better plan than this." "Gokudera-kun, could you help Yamamoto?"
"But, Juudaime! That—"
"I don't want to go, and he's going to stay—"
"Juudaime! At once!"
With that, Gokudera flew down the stairs. Tsuna only sighed—a double sigh—when she heard footsteps coming back. Honestly, that plan only lasted five seconds.
"Oni-chan, what are you doing around here?" Kyoko asked, completely ignoring the screaming and the other person's laughter. Tsuna tried to do the same, but it was difficult with the volume.
"Hey, you stupid lawn head!"
From her spot, Tsuna developed a nervous tic in one eye. It wasn't from nervousness, but from irritation and annoyance. Maybe it was because of how calm and lonely she had been in her time, but the screaming was definitely getting on her nerves and giving her a headache. A bothered Tsuna was a bothered Tsuna. It wasn't like before, where she did nothing for fear of being beaten. She was the head of a very powerful family, for crying out loud! She feared almost nothing, and no one wanted to see her upset, for a very good reason.
"...What did you say?!"
"Don't fight, guys..." Were they suicidal, or could they not feel the murderous aura coming from a person who didn't seem like she could kill a fly?
Sadly, no one paid attention, and they continued their "peaceful discussion" at a "moderate" volume. The tic became more prominent, and her deep breaths lost their effect. At that moment, she didn't care if Reborn or even Vongola Primo himself appeared in front of her.
"Could you close your snouts once and for all, you insolent idiots?" They stopped, but it was unclear if it was because of what she said or the killing intent her boss was giving off. They were pinned to the ground, and Tsuna looked ready to kill them on the spot. "Thank you!"
Still irritated with the urge to hit someone, Tsuna sat down again. Out of the great and utter nothingness, Tsuna laughed.
"...Tsuna?" Hana murmured, but what she really meant was: what the hell is wrong with you?
This only made her laugh more. No one knew whether to laugh or brace for a quick death. For Tsuna, the faces she was seeing were too funny not to laugh, but she still wanted to at least shout at them. The faces they exhibited (except Hana and Hibari, of course) were as if they had seen something otherworldly. Maybe some three-horned, earth-swallowing Plutonian? She had no idea and didn't care, but it was so funny that she ended up laughing for at least two minutes.
"What's so funny, to the extreme?" the boxer asked carefully. He didn't want to die, thank you very much.
Tsuna could only continue laughing. What could she tell him? Not much, indeed.
"Oh, nothing. It's just that I missed seeing them fight because I hadn't had that privilege for almost three years. Frankly, I had forgotten how much their screaming bothered me. Maybe I should just say they looked like two rabid monkeys fighting over a banana."
"Nothing, nothing, but if you continue like this, you'll annoy a little bird with the strength of a tiger."
"What?" What the hell was going on here?
"They'll need to learn to pick up on hints, no matter how fun it was to see them like that. Oh well, that can wait."
"It doesn't matter, but I definitely already have a headache from all the screaming," she said. Just remembering it made her want to kill them. "As I said before you started a screaming competition for the grand prize of a free death, I knew that you would come, Oni-san, but I didn't expect to get the time right."
Hana coughed into her palm to hide her laughter. They had brought it on themselves. No one up here was deaf, and Tsuna had apparently grown tired of pretending to be. Poor them. If every time they started screaming, Tsuna got so upset, they wouldn't be able to have any "monkey fights" without fear of being killed or scared by her. Tsuna looked weak and unable to kill a fly, but they would be frightened or killed by her.
"Oh, how did you know I would come here to the extreme?"
"You pass by here on certain days while running, always on the fifteenth round," she replied with a poker face. "What I didn't expect was to get the time right, because every day you go at a different time."
All of them, who were still trying to calm down, fell silent. Tsuna had not finished the sentence because she didn't want those foolish assassins to hear her. Despite everything, she hadn't forgotten about them. Then came the coup de grâce:
"Or at least that's what Reborn told me," she said as if it were the most common thing in the world and loud enough for only them to hear.
The poor boys almost fell over if they hadn't caught something in time. Tsuna smiled slightly, now calm. It was good to know that she hadn't lost her naive touch entirely. It was a good tactic when she was in a pinch, but she didn't expect it to still work after such a long time without practice. The only thing she was totally sure of was that Reborn-san was going to kill her for telling that big lie. She knew it well, just as she realized that he almost dropped his rifle. She didn't think he expected her to have the courage to use his name like that, but she didn't care. She had to give an excuse, and that was the best one. And it wasn't a lie—not quite. Reborn made her learn all about her guardians before she went to Italy, and then being there, one way or another, it was a must to learn those things. The best part was that they never knew, and maybe it was better that way, because if they had, they would be much more terrified of her and her existence in this world. Not that she could blame them; she would also be frightened if a stalker and murderous monster knew so much about her. At least everything that could be said with the five senses, and in her particular case, six, since Hyper Intuition could also be considered a sense like the others, one that not everyone had, but existed.
"What do you think if we go and play?" she asked, trying to stay calm. "There will be six of us if Hana and Oni-san decide to participate."
There were no protests. It took a while for the boys to trust that Tsuna was no longer upset or irritated. Tsuna was scary enough that they didn't want a replay in the short term. The game was simple. The court was prepared, and two groups were formed. Tsuna was in one, and as cruel as it sounds, Kyoko and Yamamoto were with her, since for harmony there had to be a girl on each team, and Kyoko refused to let her out of her sight thanks to what happened in the morning. Yamamoto-san had won by saying that the team needed someone who knew how to play well, to which Gokudera-san had no choice but to shut his mouth (reluctantly) because the rest agreed, knowing very well that Tsuna was not good at sports and Kyoko was not a very skilled player in that game.
The other group consisted of Hana, Gokudera, and Ryohei, where Hana was the leader (although no team needed one) and prevented the others from fighting. It could be said that her drastic methods were very effective and somewhat painful. But none of them learned from her. They just didn't carry out the shouting fights for a person who would surely swallow them alive again.
It was terrifying and even tender to think that such a small, cute, and seemingly weak person would be able to create such a scenario in no time. The best part was that she had held back until her patience ran out. They were fools for not realizing it in time and having to feel the icy, sharp fangs of said creature, which only bit them on one arm and not strongly, figuratively speaking, of course. They didn't want to know what it would be like if she was even more furious or totally out of her mind. Surely, she would leave them curled up in a ball in the corner of the room, trying in vain to hide, or something much worse. Unconsciously, the two boys made a common goal: never to make Tsuna angry if they could help it, and if they couldn't, to run away like a devil's soul out of her attack range.
Hibari frowned slightly. For a moment, the Omnivore had become a carnivore, but only for a moment. If she hadn't stopped those idiot herbivores, he would have bitten them to death hard enough to send them to the hospital for a month. That way, he would have a relatively quiet month without having to hear anything from those four. It was a good idea to stay awake for a while longer. That scene of the "carnivore" cornering its prey was quite funny. The sad thing was that the "carnivore" wasn't serious. They had only bothered her like when you wake up a bear in hibernation. It wasn't the smartest plan in the world. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but that murderous aura and killing intent intimidated him, just a little. The rest of his being was very tempted to jump out from where he was and make her fight him right away.
It was a pity that even if he tried to hurt herbivores, the Omnivore wouldn't take him seriously, and that would only drive him crazy. He'd better keep his promise. He wanted a good fight. If she held back even a hair, it wouldn't be what he wanted, and he was going to know if she did it or not. If she didn't comply... Well, it was pretty obvious what would happen: he would bite her to death. With nothing more to see, the prefect finally decided to take his nap. If they woke him up, he would bite them to death several times in a row.
From his branch, Reborn was ready to commit homicide. His target: a 14-year-old girl who had just declared his death a few minutes ago. To be honest, not even Dino had been so funny as to make an "excuse," and he had had much more valid reasons than this idiot Dame-Tsuna. He had never met a person so brave or idiotic as to use his name in a lie right in front of him, knowing that he was there and hearing every word. But apparently, Tsuna wanted to break the record. In fact, the child was still alive because he could not kill her. She was the last heir. If there was another one, she would already be 300 meters underground and face down in some remote place that not even he himself would know where it was. But no.
Maybe he couldn't kill her (he had to save her for Nono, for no one else), but he could make her suffer, suffer as the poor worm had never suffered before. He would let it be, for now, but when she got home, he would start her hell on earth, all weekend, without rest. He wouldn't put her through it for more days in a row because he needed her functional (not a living dead person) and alive for the other rounds of "training." If the girl believed that she was going to come out "unscathed" for such an action, she was very wrong and would realize it the hard way. Without thinking much, he took out his cell phone and called. He needed to make some arrangements since Leon was disabled for the moment. As he made the call, he pointed his rifle at a certain point among the trees. For now, they would feel his anger. Besides, who sent them to be so obvious? They were crying out to be annihilated.
Tsuna sighed mentally. Everything would go normally if they didn't start screaming. At least they weren't playing soccer, because if they shouted "goal" near her, it didn't guarantee the safety of anyone's face, teeth, or anything, especially if they did it near her ear. This would only be volleyball. There was no reason why they would shout to celebrate, right? Honestly, she didn't even remember how to play. She only remembered soccer (from watching so many games on TV with her family when everything was fine) and baseball (from so many times she played with Yamamoto). Of the others, she only had basic knowledge. She would remember or learn how to play this game, she didn't even need to learn if she was going to play like a useless person (less of a headache). The only bad thing was that she would end up like mashed potatoes from so many balls she was going to receive. They say that nothing is perfect in this life. Tsuna agreed with whoever said it at the time.