I'm tired. And this is probably not a good explanation of last chapter at all. So I might have to suck it up and do a part 3. But whatever. Here's me venting again. Me, taking out my problems on the khr fandom (pls send help; im drowning).
When he woke up, it was to Gokudera's watery green eyes, and Yamamoto's pitying look, and Reborn's disappointed expression that he somehow managed to convey without actually moving a single muscle.
They told him what happened.
She had done it for them.
It was a choice, Reborn had said. A choice between you and her own life. She chose you, Tsuna.
And if that didn't make him feel worse, then he didn't know what would.
It was awful, living with the fact that she had taken her own life just because she felt a need to prove her loyalty. Prove it to who? Tsuna certainly hadn't doubted her for even a second. So why? Why did she do something so stupidly brave like that? Why did she have to become another sacrifice?
The deaths were starting to tally up, he realized. He could only sit and wait for the day this life became the death of all of them, because he didn't know how to stop it.
Maybe, maybe if he could just find a way. Find a way to keep everyone safe. To protect them all. No more deaths. No more casualties of this dangerous mafia life.
If only his friends and family were safe.
If only Yuni and Gamma hadn't sacrificed themselves.
If only Bianchi hadn't eaten that damn piece of pie.