Disclaimer: I don't own Eyeshield 21
You guys know the drill. This is my first attempt at anything related to Eyeshield 21, so it'll be short.
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Sena P.O.V.
I was walking around the practice field, when I noticed, something peculiar.
Hiruma was blasting the wall again with a machine gun.
Honestly, I thought, where in the world does he get those guns? He always seemed to have one on him. It piqued a man's curiosity.
And I wanted to know.
Tossing the football I had been carrying in my hands between them, I walked towards Hiruma, who was still blasting the wall.
"Ne, Hiruma-san, where do you get your guns?"
The pointed eared teen only smiled that devil smile as his eyes held an evil gleam.
Change of plans, I DIDN'T want to know.
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A/N: Probably the shortest thing I've ever written in my entire life. Oh well. One-shots can be short.