The people were still frozen that is until a man with a big sword decided to break the silence. "Hey idiot! Let's start the match already. I'm itching to pound you into dust!" the big man said. Apparantly, he was Yamamoto's opponent.

"Haha. Sorry but I have no intention to be pounded into dust though how can youpound someone to dust anyway?" Yamamoto asked as he gave the man a very innocent and confuse look making the man in front of him irritated.

"Whyyou-" the big man seethed. He then turned at the referee, who was looking at them with a bored expression. "Hey! You! Start the damn thing already!" He shouted. He really wanted to bash the newbie's face as soon as possible. He really doesn't know why but somehow seeing the teen's face gave him the urge to pummel it to the ground. Yeah, with just one look, Yamamoto had effectively pissed the man off.

Conrad and Wolfram were now sweating nervously. They knew the man really well. He was, after all, famous as the only man who can evenly match one of the most powerful swordsmen by the name of Adalbert von Grantz. The swordsman name was Alfeo and was rumored tobe one of Adalbert's companions before said man left the kingdom. So it was really reasonable that the duo was to be nervous. If, Yamamoto was tofight withthis guy…

'He's Doom!' the duo thought as theywatch the scene in front of them. It also didn't help much when said idiot had unknowingly made the opponent angry to the point that the man wants to pummel the idiot's face to the ground just because of his idiocy.

As soon as the signal was given, Alfeo, who really wants to end the fight right away with one move, suddenly dashed forward and prepared to strike at the idiotic boy. He swung his sword and tried to slash the teen only for said teen to side step easily and completely avoided the deadly strike aim at him.

"What the-?" was the only thing Alfeo said as he tried to continue to slash his opponent. Unfortunately, everytime he tried to slice the teen, said teen would only sidestep a little and had completely avoided it. What was worse was the smile that was still plastered on the teen's face every time he tried to slice the idiot off. It also didn't help when the teen made it look like that he was lucky that he had avoided the strikes. This really made Alfeo confused as he really didn't know what to make of his opponent. He can't decide whether if the man had skills to dodge all his attack nor was just an extremely lucky bastard that was lucky enough to avoid the attacks. When he saw that the man tripped on his foot while effectively dodging the attack, he chose the latter. Obviously, the man was really lucky to have avoided the attack. Yep, the man was only using his pure luck to avoid it. But it still made himvery furious. How dare the man easily dodged his attacks as if it was nothing‼

"Wow! You're very slow!" Yamamoto simply said as he pointed out at that simple fact making Alfeo very red with anger.

"Brat! You're dead meat!" and with that, he started giving Yamamotoa series of slashes. Left, right, under, in his head-all of these avoided by Yamamoto as he continued to evade all of those. His sickening smile was still in place making the enraged swordsman more furious if that was possible. And the worse part of it all was that he wasn't drawing his weapon. He only carried some kind of wooden sword. Honestly, what good is a wooden sword to him? It's not like it's a dangerous weapon. In fact, it was pretty useless!

"Haha. This is so much fun!" Yamamoto said as he evaded the attacks with precision.

"Hold still you idiot!" Alfeo shouted as he continued with his slashing. He can't believe that all of his attacks were being evaded so easily. He would be fine with it if it was evaded by a more seasoned swordsman but he would never accept the fact that he was being outdone bya mere child. His pride won't allow it. It's even worse that the kid was not fighting back.

"Whywon't you fight back, kid?" Alfeo asked as he stops his attacks to rest a little. He was beginning to tire out with his continuous attacks.

"I just don't feel like it! Anyway, you should really surrender now swordsman-san! You have been already defeated the moment youstop your movement." Yamamoto said in that silent voice. The others around the two didn't hear anything.

"What are you talking about?" Alfeo asked. As he was about to move one step forward towards his opponent, he noticed something wrong. He can't move his body at all. He was completely paralyzed! He then looked at the teen in front of him and glared. "What did you do!" he growled loud enough for only Yamamoto to hear.

"I had hit all your vital nerves whenever you kept attacking. Every time you swing your sword, I used the opportunity to hit your nerves with accuracy. Didn't you notice about you getting tired?" Yamamoto explained.

"How come I didn't notice it?" Alfeo asked.

"It's a secret." Yamamoto said with a cheerful grin. "Anyway," Yamamoto shouted, "you're getting old." He shouted, making sure that every single spectator could hear him.

Alfeo, who was shocked and awe at his skill just a moment ago, became furious again and tried to struggle hard only in vain.

"I am not old, damn it!" Alfeo shouted as he tried to move. Unfortunately, he doesn't have much luck.

"Yes you are! Look at yourself. I can see that you are having cramps already and can't move. I can tell, since my old man complained about it once!" Yamamoto said as he gave Alfeo a goofy grin. "That means I win!"

The crowd stared at the scene in front of them. They had become frozen in shock at the boy's extreme luck. Alfeo was defeated by a teen though it will be not technically a win. More of a default. Yes, that was what the crowd wants to think. Alfeo was defeated because his age has caught up with him. Even though, he was a demon, some signs about aging will show. A cramp was one of them.

"Damn it! I'm not that old! You're- Ouch! My back!" Alfeo screamed as he fell down.

"See! I told you!" Yamamoto said with a grin on his face. He then gave Wolfram and Conrad a victory sign while both stared at him with confusion. Afterall, they were pretty sure that Yamamoto would be defeated. Unfortunately, luck was pretty unpredictable. They didn't know that Alfeo was already showing signs of cramps and it was only unfortunate for him that it occurred when he was in the middle of a fight. It really was a pity. The duo then stared at each other and then back to Yamamoto who was still grinning. How the heck are they gonna explain this to Yuri?

Alfeo kept glaring at the teen. He was pretty sure that he doesn't have a cramp. He is still not that old as well. He is still 1020 years old. He's far from being old! He swear, one day or another, he will uncover every secret that man had. He is not normal and that he was sure.

Yamamoto kept grinning as he walked towards the referee. "Haha. I won referee-san!" he said.

"I see." The referee said in a calm expression. "Anyway, since you are representing something, do you have a flag for your place?" he asked.

Yamamoto grinned wider. Of course he has! Every Vongola especially the guardians were given a flag in case they found a base. He'll just use it. And with that, he went to his bag which was just dumped at the side of the ring and gave the flag to the referee who stared at the flag in front of him. It was still folded so he didn't saw the design. He took it, called someone and gave the flag for tomorrow's opening ceremony. He then turned back to the teen who was still grinning. Seriously, what kind of person grins for a whole day?

"Congratulations, Yamamoto-san. You won the preliminary rounds. Take this necklace for proof that you won it. Come back tomorrow for the opening ceremony!" the referee said.

"Will do, referee-san." And with that, he took the necklace and went to the still frozen duo. Conrad and Wolfram seemto have a hard time digesting the fact that Yamamoto did win. Even if it was by default. It was still a win.

Conrad was the first to break from his stupor and gave Yamamotoa smile even though it was obviously forced. Wolfram followed but unlike what his brother did, he gave the grinning idiot a glare. He still can't believe what had happened but one thing was for sure. Logic doesn't apply to a man named Yamamoto Takeshi.

Vongola HQ

with Decimo

Tsuna has finally finished his papers, he stood up from his chair and started to stretch. He leaned back, then his back suddenly made a loud crack.

"GYaaaaaaah!"

From the pained shout of Decimo, Gokudera and Reborn rushed in. They burst into the room, making a loud bang with the door.

"Juudaime!"

"Tsuna!"

They saw Tsuna on the floor crawling in pain. Tsuna was holding his back with one hand and using the other to crawl to the sofa.

"Juudaime!" Gokudera quickly rushed toward his boss and helped him get on the sofa.

Reborn glared, "Oi, Dame-Tsuna what happened."

Tsuna answered moaning in agony, "My back... Too much paper works... Cramps..Not old."

Reborn sighed in response. Gokudera enthusiastically tried to help, "Don't worry Juudaime! I will get you something for your back!" With that Reborn left to get more espresso and Gokudera left for materials and medical books that would help with Tsuna's current condition.

Tsuna all alone in the continue moan and groan in agony.

"I'm not old... why... why me... I'm not old... not old..."