After recovering from that sordid surprise Solare had planted in his profile for unsuspecting passersby to get a heart attack, Tsuna tapped on the message icon and prayed to God lest he be humiliated further.

It seemed God didn't care much for skeptics, because, the other man had already beaten him to the punch.

Recovered from the blow, have you, kid? Hah. You got quite a nerve.

Okay, that was an actual message. Blanching, Tsuna replied, I have no idea what you mean. By the way, your welcome message was freaking lame.

Is it because you shit your pants?

No, it's because your comebacks stink like that.

Check your pants first, kid. You just might have a case of explosive diarrhea.

Tsuna never regretted his life's decisions more than this very moment. Can we stop this now?

Say 'please'.

Fuck you.

I'm sure you'd love to, but I'm not much into wimpy kids.

Tsuna forcibly disconnected the chat window for the second time that day; steaming, sweating, fuming and blushing furiously at the same time. That man was so…! He pulled at his hair crossly – Tsunayoshi Sawada never got mad at someone.

Okay. He would definitely unfriend Solare the next time.

Totally.

When he looked at his laptop window again, he had to do a double take. An unknown file had somehow bypassed his firewall, anti-virus and anti-malware, and was seconds away from finishing downloading. The name read: Devil's Punishment.

Sweet baby Jesus.

Frantically trying to cancel the download, Tsuna found his screen to be unresponsive to any command. The download finished. Being an auto-run application, it began to work its magic instantly.

Firstly, his screen darkened horror movie-style. Soon, Tsuna began to notice… a sound. Deep breathing? Each passing second it got louder and louder. To his horror, the breathing revealed to be actually moaning – like hardcore pornography moaning. His headphones were freaking useless, and Tsuna could do nothing but clasp his ears shut and pray his mother to not come.

Then the sounds stopped abruptly. His heart pounding, Tsuna neared his laptop hoping the ordeal to be over.

Oh, he was so mistaken.

A woman with mangled features and blood dripping out of her mouth popped out, and shrieked at Tsuna at the top of her lungs, wildly clawing at him as if she would tear the screen open and crawl onto his bed. Tsuna screamed even harder and crashed onto the floor with a tangled comforter, pillows and laptop on top of him. His head hit something hard and everything went dark.

I hate you. Tsuna wrote. He winced as he massaged his sore forehead, which was red and bloated due to a collision with the bedside table. I was out two hours.

Great. You deserved it.

I did not! You were being an ass!

I suggest you to keep your mouth shut unless you want more of my collection to be transferred. I assure you, I won't run out anytime soon.

No, thank you. Tsuna sighed blearily. This man truly enjoyed tormenting innocent teenagers, didn't he? Though, he couldn't deny that the man was very good at rigging things. To create an application so convincing as to fool three premium protection services was no easy task.

Can you tell me how you created that? From a technical point it seemed very well-made. And… Tsuna wriggled his nose as the debugger returned an error. The file had disappeared. And it just vanished.

Probably because you tried to decrypt it. It's designed that way.

That's… incredible. You can actually code too?

Yep.

What exactly do you do, Solare?

Well I do a lot of things. I'm basically a freelancer.

I see. I guess that explains… sorta. Will you tell me how you did that? I'm really interested in programming. I know JavaScript, Python, C++ and PHP.

Solare took a small time to respond. But he didn't disappoint Tsuna.

I suppose I can make an exception this time, kid. He replied.

Though these languages won't let you create that file. I combined several of the languages and added an integration feature. It directly connects to the other user's network and it fools protection software by…

Groaning, Tsuna stretched his sore arms and back. Hours had passed before he knew it. Solare hadn't turned out to be such a bully when he was focusing on teaching programming, and Tsuna had wrapped himself around the other man's fingers, absorbing information like a sponge. However when Tsuna had messed something up and messaged him about it, Solare replied with such insults he wouldn't dare utter. Ever.

But today was probably the most enjoyable day of his life, despite the disastrous circumstances happening initially. Thank you, Solare-san. I really enjoyed it.

Solare sent a smirk emoji in reply. Tsuna smiled. Maybe we could continue some other time?

If I feel like it.

Tsuna's smile got bigger. That's the spirit!

Don't get too comfortable, kiddo.

Yeah, yeah. I get it. You don't have to bold it. Tsuna wrote. Feeling drowsy after so much interaction, he added, It's really late here, Solare-san. I'll have to go now.

Hmm. Okay.

Goodnight! And take care.

His message was seen, but no reply was given. Oh, well. Tsuna sighed in content and switched off his laptop. He climbed down the stairs to grab a quick snack, and wondered about Nana. He hadn't seen or heard her for about two days now…

She was probably sleeping. Tsuna shrugged and went back to his room with a plate of cookies. Munching on the baked goods, his mind swiftly flashed through the data he had learnt today. If only he could study Computer Engineering. Tsuna laughed at the thought. He was too stupid to pass school, let alone enter a good university. He was only good with coding and creating things. Theory would go over his head.

Maybe all of his teachers didn't think he was a crazy mess, Tsuna would fare a little better? Who knew?

Pushing away the negative thoughts, Tsuna closed his eyes and tried to sleep.

He wanted to talk to Solare… again.

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