Tsuna blinked several times, watching Sara gently tap on a wall. He thought the cockroach might have vision problems because what he was witnessing reminded him of those TV scenes where pigeons crashed into glass. The worst part was that Sara wasn't hitting glass; her behavior was more deliberate. Tsuna's eyes widened, and his posture changed as if he had been slapped.
And that's exactly how he felt: magically slapped by what had just happened in front of him. His expression turned bitter, and before he knew it, he had entered Hyper Dying Will Mode, his fist engulfed in flames and ready to pierce the poor (or perhaps not-so-poor) wall. What had happened was simple enough, a common occurrence if you knew Reborn or any good mobster in the art of espionage. A small door, the perfect size for a baby, opened. A comfortable chair and desk slid out, along with a magically freshly brewed cup of coffee, if the steam was any indication.
Whether she wanted to be followed or simply wanted to escape the human's sudden wrath, Sara disappeared through the secret passageway. Tsuna restrained himself just in time, stopping his fist from hitting the wall. He shouldn't have been surprised, but honestly... he never expected this in the girls' locker rooms! Well, at least it wasn't in any of the bathrooms, though he wouldn't be surprised now. He wasn't going to check unless he had to. It was one thing to be caught in the girls' locker rooms during class hours, when no one was there; it was quite another to be caught in one of the girls' bathrooms, regardless of the time. However, considering that Reborn was a person with a lot of power, ego, and narcissism—and was obviously a "cute" baby to all communities unless he disguised himself—the world's best hitman would face no more serious consequences than a brief scolding if he were ever caught, and that would only happen when hell froze over.
A sudden click jolted him out of his thoughts, just in time to see a door open. The Tenth Vongola was internally grateful that all this was hidden by clothes, otherwise it would be highly suspicious... more than it was in itself. He saw Sara come out of the other door and enter the new one. Without thinking twice, he followed her. Once inside, the door closed and everything started moving... downwards. An elevator. It made a lot of sense, though he had truly suspected more hidden doors.
"Wow..." It wasn't a "wow" of surprise, but of indifference mixed with "why don't you surprise me?"
The place was ultra-modern, with advanced technology and many other things that made it look futuristic to any normal person, but it was a disaster. It looked like a hurricane had paid a visit, followed by a nuclear bomb and then a stampede of rhinos. Okay, no, he was exaggerating. There were a few craters, things thrown around, and a little bit of trash everywhere, as if there had been some kind of meeting with people who were either very volatile or very crazy. It didn't matter to him who was there.
What really mattered to Tsuna was the first impression all this gave him: there had been a meeting with Reborn and probably all the Guardians (except him) and maybe others he didn't know. The feeling that the meeting had been to talk about him was not helping, but pouring gasoline on a burning fire. He was going to burn something, besides his forehead, for obvious reasons, after reviewing all this... but first...
"Spanner..." he called, staring at Sara, who was flying close to him calmly, despite the murderous intent that would make any normal animal flee in terror. "Why all this?"
The cockroach lingered in the air for a few moments before coming closer and lower, causing Tsuna to hold out his hand. Sara landed peacefully in his open palm. Then, in an extraterrestrial style, stereo horns came out of the insect's sides, and a hologram emerged from Sara's eyes. Spanner put a lollipop in his mouth—apparently he had finished the previous one—and said lazily but with some astonishment:
"How did you know it was me and not—"
"One, in Sara's two appearances, there were no unfortunate failures. Two, Sara is a professional cockroach. And three... what other crazy mechanic/scientist would use a cockroach and even put horns on it?" Tsuna didn't even blink while saying this, but in his mind he added: And let's not count the strange, super-intelligent behavior of the insect, the fact that it has only appeared to me alone, and apparently understands everything I say and happens, and incidentally the fact that it guided me to a secret room... Yes, nothing strange, completely normal.
Spanner stared at him for almost a minute without saying anything, then shrugged.
"Touche." What else could he say? He was right. "I thought you'd be scared, or at least disgusted. Plus, it's flexible." Flexible to get into any corner and spy, obviously.
"I'd first step on it to get scared." In fact... most likely, he would have hit or kicked it, perhaps even burned it, depending on the situation and his mood. "Anyway, as I said before, why is this?"
"Oya Oya, impatient?" Annoying, rather, very annoying. "Even here, you hear the rumors that you're not as weak and pious as you used to be overnight, and as they say, curiosity killed the cat..."
Spanner wouldn't tell anyone, but... this Tsuna scared him a little, but most of all, he found him curious and fun. The little he had seen, firsthand at least, had been like seeing a new Tsuna, confirming to him that the rumors he had heard here and there were not as exaggerated as they sounded. Reborn and most of the Vongolas hadn't helped much; they had only... made things more interesting, if he was allowed to say so. After this, he had to collect his earnings from the others. Poor Giannini was undoubtedly the one who was going to suffer the most, something he was going to enjoy to the fullest.
"Ah." It was a simple answer, something that made Spanner turn his head a little to the side in curiosity. Yes, this Tsuna was much more interesting by the minute. "Does Reborn know you're here, or is this an incredibly crazy, sadistic, and bizarre plan that he created with an important but simple goal, and you are his guinea pig that he may crush and insult countless times before he finds inner peace?"
Despite showing almost no change in expression, Spanner swallowed heavily. Heavens, someone got up on the wrong foot this morning, the mechanic thought in amazement. Good thing "Sara" was replaceable, and speaking of which...
"No idea. I just know I'm on my own." The fact that all this was on his own initiative didn't mean that Reborn wasn't involved in some way. "Why Sara?"
"Almost every video game character I know by that name is useful, but incredibly insulting." It's not like I've found a lot of Saras either... And frankly it's a random name that came out of my head when I was half-asleep...
"I see..." Better not to ask, really. I would ignore indirect insults... for now. "Anyway, I thought you'd be interested in seeing this information..." That it could cause a natural disaster for all I knew. "Ah, Sho-chan should show up at your house today or tomorrow with other friends; that's all. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to fine-tune my latest project." With that said, the hologram died, the stereo horns disappeared, and the cockroach gently went to a control panel and pressed some buttons.
And out of nowhere, one of the multiple screens that decorated the room lit up. He was so focused on the video that Tsuna didn't notice when or how Sara left the place. The only thing Tsuna knew at that moment was one thing: someone or something was going to burn... to the extreme.
"Ma Ma, calm down, Gokudera. No one is saying that Tsuna is being possessed—"
"Shut up, you rowing idiot—Blam!"
"EXTREME!" Crash!
On the other side of the room, Chrome and Hibari watched as the room began to look like a battlefield. Chrome just looked a little nervous, mostly nervous for the baby sitting quietly at the table, obviously counting down the seconds before doing something drastic to the kids who were destroying everything. Hibari, for his part, was only being a good kid because Reborn had promised him a good fight if, and only if, he didn't bite anyone to death in that room. Therefore, once the meeting was over, the three herbivores were going to be bitten to death several times...
"Very well, guys, you better sit down..." The words didn't do anything; the murderous aura did.
Once everyone was seated and silent thanks to the murderous aura, Reborn took several sips of his precious coffee, and finally he said:
"As everyone should know by now, we are here at this very moment to talk about Dame-Tsuna." If it wasn't for the fact that he had to clear everything up and make sure every person in the room was on the same page as him, Reborn would have skipped that boring part. "As you may know, Dame-Tsuna has been behaving a little weird lately..."
"He's not Juudaime!" He just couldn't be; his boss would never try to kill anyone...
After presenting the facts, observations, comments, and some jokes about how perhaps they were dealing with a lost twin brother never mentioned before, an alien or shape-shifting monster, an identity disorder, bipolarity, some brain chip, mind manipulation, demonic possession, some alien and/or mafia technology, some power they did not know within the mafia, dark magic, or some witchcraft on Yamamoto's part to try to smooth over the situation (and failing epically), the following conclusion was finally reached:
"In my opinion, this seems to be something more related to time." Strangely, this was said by Hibari.
"Hmph, it may well have something to do with the bazooka or an occurrence in the future..." Reborn wouldn't deny it; it was a high possibility that he didn't want to think about. "But that doesn't seem to be the case..."
"Ma Ma, in any case, we need evidence that we don't have..." We only knew that there was something that was not right, but nothing that would put a sign that would say: "here it is."
"Exactly, to the EXTREME!"
"Are they stupid or what?"
"Gokudera is known, but we can't just go and kill him, torture him, or who knows what happened to the real Tsuna..."
"Don't treat me like an idiot, idiot!"
"Ma Ma, don't be angry..."
After another fight, more bombshells, pointless arguments, and who knows what else, Chrome stopped everything with a simple question:
"Why don't we just ask the boss?" He was the one who knew everything, and even if he didn't say it the first time, sooner or later he'd let his tongue loose.
"...I think it's a good plan..." Reborn murmured with a somewhat dark smile.
Tsuna didn't bother to watch the video anymore. Why the hell would Reborn record all this? It wasn't for blackmail, obviously. Sparks and smoke appeared at the controls almost a minute later, thanks to a slight blow that Tsuna gave him in irritation. If the video wasn't the cause of the "rumors," then it certainly helped, and too much. And for that very reason, Spanner was curious enough to create a very friendly cockroach and come and see and throw this in his face. If Reborn had nothing to do with this... it would be a miracle. Elsewhere...
"...I don't think he was very prudent, Spanner-san..." Irie confessed, feeling the beginning of a stomachache. Why didn't he even tell him that he was going to do such a crazy thing? "Now God only knows what he will do..."
"No, I don't think it will do anything but destroy a building or something; the Tenth has always been very calm," the other boy explained lazily through the screen, almost bored.
Irie sighed deeply in defeat. Spanner wouldn't care if Tsuna destroyed the city, was an exhibitionist, or anything strange that shouldn't happen; he just wanted to know what Tsuna would do with that information. But he did care! This Tsuna wasn't as unpredictable as it seemed, but for goodness sake, he was almost certain that it would make quite a mess because of the rage it would get, and frankly, he couldn't blame it. He would also get like this if they joked about him like that, even if the jokes were just so as not to fear the worst. Besides, Tsuna must have been quite scared inside, and... what better than to use the other emotion he carried on him to hide it?
Future Tsuna or not, he was still Tsuna, and therefore no matter how different he was (which was not much, in his humble opinion), inside he would still be the Tsuna that everyone knew: a shy, kind-hearted, fearful, cowardly boy, but above all, a very overprotective being with whom he considered family. In short, he could act differently, do crazy things, and many other things, but none of that would change that inside, he was that shy, fearful, and overprotective kid to which they were accustomed. And for this very reason, he was not so much worried about Tsuna as he was about Tsuna. Tsuna would never hurt them, at least not on purpose.
But that didn't mean they weren't going to hurt him, which should have happened a few times by now, taking into account how everyone is confused and trying to put together a puzzle that was missing many pieces. However, with everything they knew... it was best to remain somewhat neutral. Although Tsuna was not an enemy, they did not know what he was doing at this time, why, how, or the consequences. Although he was honest with himself... what he wanted to know most was the story of this Tsuna, and he was sure that by knowing that, everything else would answer itself.
"Sho-chan, marshmallow?" Irie blinked several times before grimacing.
"No thanks, Bya-kun." His stomach already had the beginnings of a stomachache; eating would only make things worse.
"Eto, Spanner-san..." Everyone looked at the other person, who was between nervous, excited, and worried. "Was Tsuna-san okay?"
"Very good, in my opinion, a little thinner than normal." He replied almost bored, taking out another lollipop and putting it in his mouth. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a project to finish." With that said, the screen went black.
"Ugh..." If Spanner saw him thinner than normal through a camera, then live and direct it would be more noticeable. Well, wasn't it that everything on television looked fatter?
A couple of marshmallows, cookies, tea, and lattes eased the worries, or at least treated them. On the terrace of the school...
"And Tsuna?" Yamamoto asked after more than 10 minutes talking/arguing with Gokudera, who stopped in the middle of a sentence.
"JUUDAIME!" Yamamoto broke out in a cold sweat. Maybe he shouldn't have reminded him of his absence.
Although it was quite strange, Tsuna had promised to meet with them. What had happened to him? Everything was too quiet to think of a fight, but for all they knew, there could still be one, maybe even a kidnapping (something they doubted was possible for several reasons). And frankly, he didn't want to think badly of Tsuna, but he didn't know what to think either, so it was best to just ignore everything... for the moment, and then ask Tsuna a thousand and one questions as soon as he appeared.
"Maybe he's in the cafeteria buying something..." None of them wanted to tell the girl that it wasn't very likely.
"Ma Ma, why not—uhhh..." A shiver ran through him from top to bottom, and apparently, he was not the only one because everyone was suddenly silent.
Not a grain of sand moved for at least one minute. The three of them only knew, without any apparent logical explanation, that a great tragedy had happened somewhere. They had goosebumps, and they felt cold despite the heat. The three of them had the feeling that they were to blame for something. For what? Very good question. In the gym:
"EXTRE—wow..." A pause. "EXTREME CHILL!" And with that, the boxer continued to annihilate the poor sandbag, ignoring the terror that his body had suddenly received.
In an unknown place:
"Ugh..." Chrome decided to sit down after the chill. For some reason, he felt scared, very afraid. "Guys, I'm going to rest for a while..." If I could.
"Tsk, just don't bother, woman." Ken replied from the other room; from the tone, he must have been losing in the poker game.
In a hallway of the school:
"Lord?" I've never seen Hibari shudder like that... I had never seen him shudder, to be honest.
"Kusakabe, find Sawada Tsunayoshi and bring him to my office," he said without emotion.
"Right away, sir!" He immediately went out to carry out the order, silently wondering what the poor boy had done this time.
Hibari narrowed his eyes and continued on his way. Maybe he didn't feel the sudden fear he felt, maybe he didn't understand why he felt as if something very bad had happened, but he had one thing very clear: if Tsuna wasn't involved in some way, directly or indirectly, it would be an event with 99.99% rarity.
In an unknown place and time...
"Ciaauuussuu~" Who the hell was bothering him at this hour? Reborn thought as he took a sip of his precious coffee and then turned the page of a newspaper.
"Reborn, by chance of life's coincidences, didn't you send to hell three parks, half a forest, an abandoned building, and half a road?" A more or less controlled voice asked, but with extreme irritation and anger barely concealed.
"No, it was surely Tsuna." Reborn stopped at the name of the name. What the hell happened to his student now to make him do all that? "But I have to confirm. What happened with luxury and details, Lal?"
Almost nothing had happened, Reborn thought sarcastically half an hour later, looking at the smoke, fire, and debris. It looked as if someone had detonated a minefield completely and then poured gasoline on the fire. Lal was not exaggerating when she said that he had sent these areas to hell. It was going to be a pain to repair all this and give the explanations that he did not yet have, but he could intuit the main reason for all this if it was really Tsuna: anger and perhaps even frustration. The question he had above all others was: why?
A few hours earlier, after Tsuna left the girls' locker room, returned to normal, bought a pacifier, and went out to the street to walk to clear his head, Tsuna found something that ended up taking him out of his mind. That something was momentary, because if it had been physical, Tsuna would surely have torn it to pieces right there, regardless of the consequences of his actions. That something was...
"The fight between good, evil, and stupidity returns, in the same world full of hopeless laziness and idiots, and now with new improvements in bizarre powers and for no apparent reason..." What Tsuna saw on the TV screen was his day with the Varia, or rather, clips of it. "All in: The Lazy, The Demented Gunslinger, and The Dysfunctional Family."
In less than an hour, the parks had fallen thanks to the deep anger of the Tenth Vongola. He wasn't going to find Reborn and kill him simply because it wasn't worth the big mess he'd get into if he did. Once was… not acceptable, but passable. But twice?
"This place hasn't changed a bit. How boring..." Byakuran complained, devouring his fifth bag of marshmallows for the afternoon. The others present just broke out in a cold sweat. Had he been here before? As far as they knew, no, at least not in this dimension.
"I just want to get there now and see Tsuna-san." A smile could be heard in that sentence.
"And what about us?" Irie half-complained. Did he forget about them? "Besides, you're the sneak."
"The end justifies the means," was the immediate response, but neither Irie nor Byakuran could hide their nervous smiles.
"You know you could have always asked. No one would have said no..." Not them, at least.
"I know, but..." He made a rather nervous gesture. "It's just that—WHAT THE HELL?!"
Faced with the sudden change in expression and tone—which was practically an alarming scream—Byakuran choked on one of his beloved marshmallows, Irie grabbed his stomach, and the driver slammed on the brakes, producing a loud squeal. Irie followed the other boy's gaze apprehensively, and his stomach ached greatly at what he saw as Byakuran struggled to breathe.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! You almost killed me!" He complained after saving his own life, and then followed their gaze... "Oh..." was the only thing he could say.
Fire, fire and more fire, a beautiful fire and a lot of smoke... in various places, with people running around that Byakuran didn't even bother to recognize. However, the impression went a little when there was a sudden explosion nearby and the beginning of a new giant bonfire. At the same time that another explosion happened right in front of his eyes with no apparent cause, Byakuran couldn't help but think, "At least things became interesting..."
"Leo-tan, new stop: the forest on fire!" he ordered, as happy as a child at Christmas opening his presents.
"What?!" yelled the first to see everything, now looking at Byakuran as if he had lost his mind.
"Are you crazy?" He grabbed his stomach more. "What do you think we are going to see there? It could be bombs—"
"Believe me, you'll thank me..." Because I'd trade boring for fun. "Also, aren't you curious? Unless there's someone wanting to kill Tsuna-chan and this half-madman, I don't think a simple terrorist is here, in Namimori of all places, so..."
The two boys blinked, and then nodded slowly, coming to the same conclusion as the marshmallow king: if a person was causing all this, they must be after Tsuna, and if they found him... they would get even in a big way. No one messed with their friend and got away with it. And maybe it wouldn't just be them... only God knew how Hibari would react to seeing this catastrophe in his beloved city. The ride was tedious, because every 15 seconds or so someone ran by, screaming right next to the window, not to mention the traffic that had not been there before because it was not nearby. And to make things less enjoyable, there was a man of about 40 years old with a camera signing the news... with them in front of the camera.
"Thank God that they can't see us..." Black windows, black on the outside, one of the best ideas for privacy (and sadly kidnapping too) in a car that there can be.
"He should be signing the fire, not our car." The other two agreed, though he wasn't more interested in their marshmallows than what they were talking about.
After a few hellish minutes of waiting, they had finally reached as close as possible to the area of the explosions... the rest had to be on foot. Irie clutched his stomach more when he saw the marks on the ground and on the trees. You could call him crazy for saying this, but...
"Is it me, or does this look like an enraged ogre passed by here?"
"And then a horde of people with torches and rakes followed?"
"And then the national air force passed by and dropped bombs?" Byakuran said, continuing the game, laughing even though the scene in front of them was scary.
Irie swallowed and almost fell to the ground. Oh, the nerves... What the hell could you get there? Anything! And that was why he was so distressed, worried, nervous, and with severe stomach pain. Most likely, if they found something, it would be a person, probably a lunatic and very powerful or with many toys (weapons) to do all this. The only person with that ability that came to mind was Reborn, but... as far as he knew, Reborn wasn't that destructive... at least not in front of normal people.
"Ahhggggrrrrrrrrrr!" The three of them stopped and looked at each other.
Slowly, Irie managed to make her mouth work to say:
"It's your fault if we die." The other boy nodded hurriedly to show his agreement.
"Ah, Sho-chan, no one is going to die..." He said, complaining with a smile, but inside he was also a little nervous... But he was almost 100% sure who was causing all this now.
Internally, the king of the marshmallows ran a hand over his forehead before the looks they were giving him. What a distrust that was... If he was right, the only way they could get out dead was if they were confused or caught by surprise by the cause of all this, which was very unlikely to happen, so they were safe... theoretically speaking. The expressions of distrust changed completely to one that clearly said: "Impossible, it can't be... it just can't be!" when he heard a very familiar voice...
"Stupid, idiot, miserable, selfish, sadistic Spartan, imbecile, unhappy, manipulative, narcissistic..." An explosion. "Reborn!"
A cold wind passed between the three boys, followed by a plastic bag.
"It's always the same!" Crash! "But this is too much!" Blam!, Crash! "Not only the pleasure of making my life miserable and so on!, no, of course not!" Crash!
Now a newspaper passed by.
"Now you also have to humiliate me worldwide more than once without even giving me a warning!" Kaboom! "You didn't even think about me wanting my pay and my rights as a narcissistic wretched lead actor...?" What followed was not a juvenile event combined with multiple explosions.
A trash can rolled in front of them before scorching...
"Ah..." Byakuran reacted. "I was right." But that didn't prepare him to see or hear what was happening together in front of his eyes.
"How is it that you were right?"
Tsuna chose that moment to knock down a tree and pulverize it with blows before kicking a half-melted pole and beating it with sticks as well, along with:
"Why do I always have to be the one publicly humiliated in the countless ways that people prefer and who can't say a peep?!, or even get angry?!"
"It's just..."
"Like no one thinks that I am a human being too and I can get angry and I can also hurt!"
"...there is a parallel dimension..."
"But no! I'm just a useless good-for-nothing for anyone! Someone who can't even hurt a fly and who has to put up with everything with a stupid smile on his face!"
"...to this where..."
"How I wish I could make life squares for everyone, especially you Reborn!"
"...Tsu-chan was disturbed so much that..."
"Do this, Dame-Tsuna!, don't ask, Dame-Tsuna!, I did it because I wanted it, Dame-Tsuna!, shut up, Dame-Tsuna!, did you say something?!, ahggggrr!"
"...he went mad and set the school on fire..."
"I'm tired already! What the hell do I have to do to be even half respected?!"
"...and half the city until it calmed down..."
"They are all unhappy!"
"...Since then, she has had severe anger management problems..."
"Stupid narcissist who has nothing better to do than make my life miserable..."
"...although it wasn't exactly his fault..."
"I'm the Tenth Vongola and they don't even respect me for that..."
"...So much time bottling up anger and other emotions because..."
"You'd better at least use my acting rights because if not..."
"...the Reborn of that world believed that he should learn that first..."
"And I want my payment too! It's going to be all or nothing..."
"...No wonder all of that exploded, literally..."
But none of the explanations towards better things, did not even calm them down... even if Tsuna was mumbling now, he was still destroying everything he touched to ashes... Yes, the three of them were frightened by the display of anger...
"...Who wants to be the brave one...?"
Neither of the other two boys answered; they had grown roots of fear, and their mouths were not cooperating very well. It's not like Byakuran was better. He might not be afraid of Tsuna, but anyone would be extremely intimidated by such a display of anger and intent to kill that would make any normal person crawl into their pants before running in terror or passing out on the spot...
"Unhappy..." Tsuna stopped abruptly and was ready to take very painful actions to whoever was there and dared to touch him, but...
"Isn't it assumed that e-in that state-or these will be-re-re-re-n?" He honestly didn't know how he had even been able to move...
Tsuna blinked several times and dropped the poor almost totally black pole he had been slamming on the ground, and turned to see who it was without being able to believe his ears.
"Kozato-san?" it escaped unintentionally, making the other boy look at him confused despite the obvious fear. He quickly corrected: "Emma-kun, I'm glad to see you!"
The change in attitude was so radical that Emma was unable to do anything but stare at him. Tsuna smiled, embarrassed, and scratched nervously behind the back of his neck... how humiliating...
"Although I wish it wasn't in these conditions..." It was simply too embarrassing... and to think that she was going to take it out on him for even daring to touch him... Sure, he didn't even know what that was when that happened, but still...
"If I may know..." Without that intention to kill 9999%, everything was much, much easier. "What makes you so upset? Ah right, Bya-san, Shoichi-san!"
Tsuna couldn't help but blush with embarrassment, despite being in his Hyper Dying Will Mode, at the faces of his other two friends as they approached... and use poor Emma as a shield.
"How brave..." I murmur tiredly, for once I don't try to have fun or half make fun of anyone. It's just that Reborn made another movie with me without even telling me anything! It's one thing to humiliate me publicly at school or in the city!
The three of them blinked. They had thought that this movie... it had the OK of all those who participated. In fact, it was so good that they had believed that it had been many rehearsals to reach the perfect one.
"But Tsu-chan, those movies are great and they've even been there—ouch!"
Irie innocently looked away, making Tsuna break out in a cold sweat...
"Honestly, they are very good. We had thought that you had made some agreement with your grandfather and that..." He trailed off when he saw his angry face again. Oh, oh...
"I didn't even know there was another one until two or three hours ago..." he hissed before patting his forehead... "They're going to hear me. Not only do I want my acting rights, but I want my pay too... And a well-deserved apology!"
Well, Tsuna had every right to complain... None of them would like to be in a movie without even knowing it, no matter how good it was. Although it would undoubtedly explain why Tsuna's lightning had destroyed several parts of the city without thinking twice and beyond recognition as well...
"What do you think if we go for something to eat? We need something good for dinner and..." Byakuran was going to joke about the following, but certain little people beat him:
"You have to tell us everything we missed!"
Thanks to years of "practice," Tsuna managed to maintain his balance in the face of the two semi-hugs... Out of nowhere, his brain clicked twice...
"Shoichi-san, what about your stomachache?" he asked almost curiously, returning to normal. "It's not that it bothers me or anything, but I think it's strange that you don't have it after..." I am sorry...
And he had to remind him. How bad Tsuna could be sometimes...
"And Emma-kun... where are your—"
"Don't call them." Emma stopped him by putting a hand on his mouth, very nervous.
"He escaped from them." The other boy summarized, taking a bag of marshmallows from the great and magnificent nothingness.
Tsuna broke out in a cold sweat internally, imagining the mess those people would be making at that very moment... they would make his look like child's play...