A/N:
Did you know that I have this irrational fear that I may not be able to finish the stories I have been planning to write? It's not that I'm losing my passion. It's more of the fact that I'm discourage since the one I'm currently writing is still... just there. I haven't progressed at all for the past months, and I don't think it's the school load at all. It's like there's this stupid voice in my head that is telling me that I can't possibly write something not related to KHR or something. That I'm unloading the things I should be planning, and not storing them at all. I don't even know why am I in a reading drive these days, and that I'm on a writing slump. Not a writer's block. Just this... stupid thing (my brain) not picking up its slacks. And it really scares me because my original works are in the same situation-unable to be written.
Not that I'm doing a clout to get comments or something-again, not my thing to beg one. I rather you enjoy my works silently as you want or not. Just wanna dump this stupid thoughts here to be processed or something, and say the updates are in the same shape. And I apologize for that.
Anyway, go on. Don't mind me here.
Chapter Thirty
"T-That's it for.. Today's lesson." Koro-sensei bid before walking out of the room.
The class didn't respond, looking deep in their thought as they arranged their things since it was time to go home.
"Haha! He was on pins and needles all day!" Karma remarked after an amused laugh. "Don't you think he's running away because he can't handle being here?"
"But, did Koro-sensei really do it? This crime isn't a joke." Nagisa voiced out while walking towards them.
"Compared to a world explosion, isn't this cute?" Karma joked.
Nagisa blinked. "... Well, I guess."
"If I were a Mach-twenty underwear thief, I wouldn't suddenly leave around these ragged pieces of evidence." Karma reckoned while taking something by the side. "Look, Nagisa-kun. The ball that was in the P.E. storage." It was a basketball wearing a frilly bra. "Like what Tsuna said, if Koro-sensei did something like this, he knows he would be dead to us as a teacher. For the instructor-freak monster, I think losing our trust is something he'd want to avoid as much as being assassinated."
Nagisa smiled softly at the thought. "Yeah. I think so. Eh? Tsuna? What are you writing?" He motioned after seeing the brunet writing words.
"Writing every fact Karma said about Koro-sensei." Tsuna answered and tapped his pen on the notebook on top of the newspaper he took that morning. "I've been thinking about it since morning, and I only made one conclusion,"
"What conclusion?" Kayano queried, curious.
"There's a fake." They all turned to Fuwa who was smiling excitedly before she immediately rattled off her anime-self. "A fake Koro-sensei! The convention of a hero's tale! It's the work of an imposter, the evil villain!"
Tsuna made a thinking face before nodding. "I agree."
"Right?! Right?!" Fuwa exclaimed before she raised a finger to give her point. "The fact that he imitates his body color and laugh means that the culprit is someone who's acquired information on Koro-sensei!"
"Or, he must be someone who was able to interact with Koro-sensei up close and personal." Tsuna added.
"Oh. You have a hunch already, Tsuna?" Nagisa asked, causing Kayano to look at the teal-head.
"Really, Sawada-kun?" Fuwa questioned, eyes wide.
"I have suspects. But we need more clues." He answered. "I want to drive a more concrete result."
"Hm. Well, I'll have Ritsu help us look for clues." Fuwa nodded thoughtfully.
"Sound like a plan." Karma smiled as he stood up from his seat. "Since Tsuna already gave his statement, we have a foundation. At any rate," They watched him take the back of Ryouma's shirt to stop the latter from going out. "if these rumors spread out, and our bounty couldn't stay in town anymore, we'd have nothing to gain. Why don't we beat the hell out of the real culprit on our own and-" He put an arm on Ryouma's shoulder with a smirk. "-have that octopus owe us one?"
"Yeah!" The girls cheered.
Gold eyes turned to the brunet who is putting his things away. "Tsuna?"
"I messaged Hariko-san and Ota-san." He answered as he stood up and nodded. "Let's go then."
Tsuna followed the five out, with Terasaka grumbling of why he was being pulled in their plan. They settled on what time to meet and where. Fuwa told them to wear overall black colors so they can blend in. While Kayano and Fuwa went for the same direction and Ryouma separated from them after two blocks, Karma was able to persuade Tsuna to let him and Nagisa inside his apartment. Nagisa eyed the other with wide eyes while the brunet thought of the pros and cons and what were the snacks available in the apartment.
In the end, he went for Karma's whims and guided the two to his apartment building. He didn't mind Nagisa's stare of the place nor paid any greetings to guard and reception. As long as he knows they're the ones stationed there, he has nothing to worry about.
"Sorry about the room." He apologized while opening the door and coming inside. "The last time I cleaned was before the classes started again."
"He says that, but when you see everything, it's like he doesn't even live here." Karma, who was locking the door, says to Nagisa who was staring from the foyer as Tsuna stepped inside.
"It's fine, Tsuna. No worries." The teal-head assured to the brunet who gently dropped his bag to the side. "You live alone?"
"Since I was seven." He answered, not paying attention as he pulled out slippers from the cabinet by the side and arranged them in front of the two. "Sorry. It's been a while since I had visitors."
"Oh right. It has been what? Three? Four months?" Karma queried aloud as he stepped in, wearing the slippers in process.
"Four months." Tsuna answered as he went inside the kitchen.
"It was the same moment I was able to come here for the first time." The redhead motioned to Nagisa while directing the latter to drop his bag beside his and Tsuna's after doing so. "Tsuna's uncle and his group are a well-known group of assassins. They hunted down Tsuna the night before the Takaoka-sensei day."
"Karma, don't say that name inside my house, or I'll sic you out." Tsuna called out from the kitchen as the two entered.
Nagisa halted from walking, eyes wide. "What?! Why?! And how did you escape?"
"My family is involved in Mafia." Tsuna answered while pulling his ref open and took out a tupperware. "My biological sperm donor is a vice president or some sort of a family. In summary, all of the president's children were killed and my look-a-likes were told to be inheriting the boss title."
Nagisa was guided by Karma to sit. "From what Tsuna explained, his ancestor who was the founding of that mafia family flee here in Japan to hide after one of his friends betrayed them and convinced his ancestor's cousin to take over." The redhead sat down just as Tsuna put two plates of treats on the table. "Since then, the cousin's bloodline had been taking over the position, while his ancestor's bloodline stayed here in Japan."
"It just so happens that the current boss was able to recognize my sperm donor's blood, so he put him in his VP position so he can't claim the boss position. Nagisa, juice or coffee? I have cocoa." The brunet raised a glass.
"Juice is okay, Tsuna. So what happened?" The teal-head queried more, taking some of the treats after Karma did.
"Since I said my look-a-likes were possible inheritors of the boss position, it also means I am legible to take claim as well." Tsuna answered while pouring white milk on a glass.
"Wait," Nagisa tried to process. "Karma-kun said you got hunted four months ago and at the same and first time learned that this is where Tsuna's house, it means your twin tattled you off after our school trip?"
"Ting! Ting! Bingo!" Karma smiled and leaned back to his chair while Tsuna put drinks on the table. "Tsuna said he had been feeling some eyes watching him around the convenient store after three or four weeks of the school trip. And-" He gestured to himself as the brunet sat down too and took a snack. "-since I'm usually with him up until ten in the evening, he got scared that they'll use me as a hostage or a leverage to lure him out, so we kinda ran away from his uncle."
"How did you escape then?" Nagisa asked, still surprised.
"He threatened to kill his own uncle." Karma answered with an amused grin. "It made them stop so we were able to run away. The object he used to threaten him though was the anti-sensei gun."
"But that contains-"
"Pellets. But it looked real enough to be a gun so it was a good scapegoat." Tsuna gave a small smile. "But we're fine now. He's actually helping me stay dead in the eyes of the family, and I gained an uncle who wants to kill my biological family."
Nagisa stared at Tsuna before smiling as well. "I'm happy for you, Tsuna."
"Thank you."
(* Sawada facts no. Forty-five: He has a scary uncle who is a leader of an assassination squad.
* Sawada facts no. Forty-six: His family is involved with mafia.
* Sawada facts no. Forty-seven: He's an heir of a mafia family.)
"Anyway, Tsuna," Both turned to Karma who reached out for his glass. "Who do you suspect? There aren't a lot of possible culprits within our hands."
The brunet took a white-colored snack and stared at it. "I think it's Shiro and Itona."
The two sat straighter at his answer.
"The pieces fit. They know Koro-sensei fears that he'll lose our trust and respect if he does those. They know how Koro-sensei laughs, the way he likes women with big chests and how he moves. And for the record, Koro-sensei doesn't leave goo in his wake, nor will he be caught by anyone when he's stealing it. He could take your knife without you noticing, so why make an amateur mistake by being showy? It means it's them."
Nagisa's brows furrowed a little. "That's true. They interacted pretty close with Koro-sensei and they insist that Itona is his brother. So whatever Koro-sensei does, Itona knows."
"To say that's true, there's only one way to find out." Karma hummed.
Tsuna stood up. "Leave the dishes there. I'll clean it up later. I'll give the clothes we were tasked to wear."
"Eh? But don't we have different sizes?" Nagisa questioned as he and Karma stood up too, to follow the brunet.
"Back when I was ten, I worked as a salesperson." Tsuna shared while they entered his room. "The manager that time was an old woman who was abandoned by her children except for a lady around Irina-sensei's age. They were selling clothing lines. So let's just say the lady gave me a whole box of clothes as a compensation for staying up until she closed up the shop."
"Eh? Why?" The teal-head asked as he watched his classmate kneel beside the bed and pulled out a long big brown box.
"The old woman died due to old age." He answered as he opened the box and pulled out what he needed. "All mediums." He set three folded and still wrapped jackets on the bed and pairs of pants. "I don't have black shirts."
"It's fine. Any dark colors will do." Karma went along while peering over. He reached out and took a red shirt. "I'm taking this."
"Here, Nagisa." Tsuna followed, handing a blue shirt to his classmate. "Check the pant's and waist line. Though I think we have the same size."
The bluenet reluctantly took the clothe. "Is it alright? I mean-"
"It's fine." He assures as he closed the box and pushed it back under the bed. "It's the reason why Karma wanted to go here. He discovered I had a lot of jobs in the past and I mentioned the box. I rather give out the clothes I can't wear than let them stay there. It will be a pain in the bums if I don't."
"Okay." Nagisa nodded, relenting.
"The bathroom is that way, Nagisa-kun." Karma directed to the bluenet who stood up. "I'll change here."
"I'll clean out the dishes." Tsuna bid as he went out. "I'll change after."
"Okay!" Both answered.
Tsuna stored the remaining treats inside the refrigerator before cleaning the plates. He picked up his own glass and drank his warm chocolate drink. He was already halfway when the two entered the kitchen. He stood up and excused himself to get dressed.
He looked over his orange shirt and scrunched his nose. Not that he doesn't like it, but the colors signify elements all the time, back in his counterpart's memories. So wearing orange shirt means he's a sky, and he doesn't really wanna acknowledge that he's a sky. Sighing didn't even help him after his intuition pulled a memory of his conversation with Byakuran and Yuni about his mission. Either way, he pulled on the black jacket and zipped it up.
"Here." Karma said while handing him his glass of remaining chocolate.
"Thanks." He expressed while taking it.
"I already got ours filled with water, so you won't have trouble washing them later." The redhead informed as the brunet gulped the drink. "You're okay?"
"Yeah." He answered before he wrinkled his nose after staring at the redhead's shirt. "I should've bought a lot of black and white shirts."
"Why?" Karma questioned while looking at his shirt. "I look good in it. Even Nagisa-kun looks good in his."
"Hm?" Nagisa hummed after hearing his name. He was rummaging in his bag when Karma said his name. "What's up?"
"Tsuna hates colors now." Karma worded, earning a soft kick on his shin. "Ow."
"I didn't say that." He scowled as he walked for the sink. "I just don't like assigning colors to anyone."
"What of it?" Nagisa pried further.
"I'm going scientific here, but anyway, you know that aura theory?" He said as he put the glass beside the other two and put water in it. "That everyone has aura in them. A philosopher or somewhat scientist said that auras have colors too. Like red is fiery, blue is calm, orange is harmony, etcetera." He waved a hand as he moved towards them. "Don't think about it. It's just me overthinking."
Nagisa stared at him, surprised and amazed. "Wow."
"Tell me about it." Karma chuckled.
Tsuna huffed as he moved for the door. "Let's go already. It's nearing time."
"But really, Tsuna. You're amazing. You're the only one who will remember that." The bluenet praised as they went out.
"When did you even read that?" Karma asked just as Tsuna locked the door.
"Second year in middle school? When they locked me up in the library during the end of class?" He answered, unsure of the memory while putting away his key.
"Oh. That time Nagisa-kun and I were able to see you lodging by the window and let you out after you waved at me?" Karma tried to recall, eyes to the left.
"What? I waved at you?" He repeated, as Nagisa asked, "Tsuna and I met earlier than this?" Then both of them looked at each other, unbelieving of the scenario.
"Yeah. Nagisa-kun and I were outside the building when it happened. We were going home together when I saw you by the window of library, reading this thick book. I called you out to get your attention and you waved at me. When I asked why aren't you out yet, you signed that the door was locked and it's guarded. It was Nagisa-kun who understood your sign actually. So we went to get you out after I beat up those who were guarding the library." Karma narrated. "You two even blushed when Nagisa-kun opened the door on your face. Then you separated ways from us after we exited the campus. You said 'thank you' too."
Tsuna's brows furrowed at the effort of remembering what happened that day as they exited the building. "I can't. Can you, Nagisa?"
The bluenet blushed lightly. "I-I can. Maybe you can remember that time Karma laughed when we both jumped back?"
The brunet shook his head when nothing came up. His intuition won't even help him with how it faintly tics. "Maybe I'll remember if something happens the same way." He sighed.
"It's fine. We know you have selective memory." Karma teased.
Tsuna glared at the redhead as Nagisa laughed. "You're making me sound like I don't care about memories."
"Don't mind Karma-kun, Tsuna." Nagisa placated with a small laugh while prompting him to walk faster to leave the redhead behind. "Let's just go before he starts to recall an embarrassing memory of two of us."
"Nagisa-kun, I'm hurt." Karma dramatically joked and jogged to catch up to them. "But if you say embarrassing memory with the two of you together, I remember-"
"Eh!" Nagisa exclaimed as Tsuna put a hand on the redhead's mouth. "Not a word, Karma-kun."
"It's amazing how the two of you can reach me whenever you're getting embarrassed of something." Karma jabbed.
Tsuna jabbed his elbow to the other's gut literally. It earned a well-deserved groan of pain from the redhead while the bluenet turned to his right to laugh.
They met up with the other three by the convenient store. Fuwa gave the place they need to get in before they set out. They used free-running to get to the destination. Everyone chatted a little, with Karma teasing Ryouma, and Ryouma being easy to rile up. It can't be helped when the other is sensitive of insults. It takes Nagisa's intervention to cut the tension between them. When it escalated a little more, Tsuna took Ryouma and pulled him aside. Karma raised his hands in surrender and apologized sincerely. The delinquent did the same, albeit annoyed. The girls only watched and sighed in amusement.
Nearing the area, they were directed by Fuwa to the side to use a tree as a mean to go over the high wall of the compound. Tsuna landed on the ground after Karma, before Ryouma, and looked around. The place looks lavish with a big three-story building at the center of the place. The place has big yards, bushes and trees that can be good for hiding.
"So Fuwa, what makes you think the real culprit's gonna hit this building next?" Ryouma asked.
"This is a training facility for certain performance pros." Fuwa explained as they started to follow her to somewhere. "During these two weeks, I heard an idol group full of huge breasts is practicing their dance for a new song. That training camp will be over tomorrow." Then they stopped walking and crouched down to be hidden by a bush. Fuwa pointed the laundry lines. "There's no way the real culprit would let the ultimate laundry slip away."
Ryouma blinked and blushed lightly after spotting the object in topic. "I see."
Tsuna patted the teen beside him, "You'll learn, Kid."
"Shut up." The noiret grumbled.
"Ah." They turned to Kayano and Nagisa who blurted that. Teal eyes turned to them. "Koro-sensei is here."
All of them ducked lower. Tsuna looked at Ryouma when the latter made him put on the hood of his jacket.
"What the- Was Koro-sensei thinking the same thing?" Fuwa whispered to them as they spotted their hiding teacher at the opposite bush.
"No." Ryouma denied in an equal whisper. "No matter how you look at it, it looks like he's gonna steal something. Look! He's more excited looking at the underwear than being mad at the real culprit!"
"I can't help but see him as the real culprit!" Fuwa grimaced.
"He's just admiring it." Tsuna objected before looking down when his head tweaked him painfully.
"Hey, the wall over there." Karma directed.
"Eh?" Nagisa uttered. "Someone is coming."
Tsuna looked up to see someone jumping over the wall. It looked like a man with a bulky build, wearing black overalls and a big yellow helmet. It was the real culprit with how fast he moved for the laundry lines and reached out for an upper garment. The moment Koro-sensei took hold of the real culprit. He stood up. His head tweaked him painfully and in haste.
"Tsuna?" Nagisa called out worriedly just as Koro-sensei pulled out the helmet from the culprit.
"They're here." He said while looking around.
"That person..." Kayano remarked, finding the culprit familiar. "Wasn't he... Karasuma-sensei's subordinate? Umm... I think his name was Tsuruta-san."
It didn't even take seconds for the laundry panels to roll up and surround Koro-sensei with white sheets in all sides. All of them stood up in surprise of what was happening.
"He had a debt to his country, so I borrowed Karasuma-sensei's subordinate." They all turned to Shiro who went out from a line of bushes. "I had him lure into this cage of anti-sensei sheets."
"Tsuna." Karma called.
"I know." He answered while eyeing Tsuruta who was crawling away under the white sheets.
"It's the method your students used on the Southern Isle. Before hitting you, we surround you." The man continued just as Itona jumped in from above.
"Itona!" His classmates shouted as assaults from Itona started to get prominent from the sheets.
"First, change the field dramatically, then attack." Shiro elaborated. "It's easier to enclose, rather that to hit. i took the liberty of using your strategy."
"Shi-Shiro!" Ryouma yelled as he came forward. "Was this all your doing?!"
"That's right." The man admitted. "The multiple underwear thefts in town, and planting the underwear and other items around Koro-sensei, was all my doing. Don't blame this man." He motioned to Tsuruta who was sitting on the ground. "For this place— the last part of my plan, I needed a substitute for the role of the underwear thief."
"Sorry." Tsuruta apologized guiltily. "It was orders from someone higher up than Karasuma-san. I didn't want to do it, but I couldn't refuse."
"You should've said something to Karasuma-sensei first then." Tsuna said before hitting the nape of the man.
"Tsuna!"
"Very brazen, Sawada-san, was it? You're the only one who didn't lose his respect for Koro-sensei." Shiro reckoned. "I thought my plan was good. If that monster lost the trust of his students, his movements would be flustered. And so, the false information about the large-breasted idol training camp. He was a fool to jump in, even when it was somewhat unusual."
"You always come up with these shady plans!" Fuwa shouted.
"That's what you call an adult." Shiro shrugged before visibly brightening up. "That's right! You're feeling uneasy because you can't see what's going on inside, right? Allow me to explain my tactics in details." He gestured to the sheets. "Look at the sheets. He's enclosed in a reinforced cloth made of anti-sensei fibers. It's extremely sturdy and it wouldn't break even against a charge from a tank. And I covered its unique smell with the scent of laundry detergent.
"Equipped on Itona's tentacles are gloves with blades made of anti-sensei material. Because there's material mixed in for resistance in a high-speed battle, compared to the knives you guys use, it's not as effective. But, when the two sets of tentacles clash against each other, one side will slowly receive damage. And there's Itona's positioning, he's continuously attacks from above without letting the target escape. With this," The man's eyes flashed as if he already won. "it doesn't look like he can be stopped."
"There's a reason I trust Koro-sensei." He answered as he signed Ryouma to take Tsuruta. The other did. "Other than he's my teacher, he's one of the people who can outsmart people like you." He tilted his head as the other glared, and gave a small smirk. "As you've begrudgingly called him, he's a monster. And you're underestimating that monster."
"It's futile to trust him, Sawada. You'll see your Sensei die today."
He gave a 'pft'. "Believe what you want to believe, Shiro-san. You'll be the one eating his words when this plan of yours fails. Again."
"Yes. Well done, Itona-kun." They all heard Koro-sensei say from the inside, just as the attacks paused. "If it was Sensei from the first semester, I might've been dead right now. But your attack pattern is simple." Shiro turned to the sheets in surprise. "No matter how fast, no matter how powerful, no matter how many strategies your guardian comes up with, no matter how temperamental Sensei may be, by the third time, I can quickly adapt to and see through you."
"Ridiculous." They heard Itona say as the attacks resume. "There's no way."
"Itona-kun, even Sensei learns. Without growing each day, how would I be able to teach my students? Now then, shall we get rid of this pesky cage of cloth? Through my experience from the ultimate defensive form during summer vacation, Sensei has also learned a technique."
"Shit!" Tsuna cursed as he pulled Nagisa and Fuwa who was near him. "Karma! Kayano-san! Ryouma! Hide by the trees!"
"What-"
"Rather than my entire body, I compress just a part of my tentacles. It's a method to produce energy."
"He's gonna blow up!" He shouted as he pulled them away as far as possible.
"Remember this, Itona-kun. For Sensei, assassination is education. The Sensei of the assassination classroom becomes stronger as he teaches."
Tsuna pushed the two at the back of the trees and pulled Ryouma, who was carrying Tsuruta, to one of the trees. It didn't even take a second for a light to suddenly burst from the place they've been. He covered the two as an explosion happened, making strong gust of wind to almost send everything away.
Tsuna clung to the tree in front of him. The big plant almost got pulled up with how strong the energy Koro-sensei was saying. After a minute, the wind slowly became a breeze and he let go, falling beside Tsuruta who was being covered by Ryouma. He sighed, breathed a little while still on his back before he stood up as his classmate did.
"You okay?" Nagisa asked to him as the bluenet and Fuwa, along with Karma and Kayano went out of their hiding places.
"We're fine." Ryouma answered for him.
"There you have it, Shiro-san." Koro-sensei said as he softly settled Itona on the ground. He must have caught the teen after the latter got blasted off to the air from the explosion. "This spot of surprise attack won't work on me anymore. Leave him with Class E and quietly step away. Also, please spread the correct information that I am not the underwear thief."
"And my chest is actually a B!" Kayano adamantly yelled from her position. "B!"
"Not A?" Fuwa asked beside Tsuna, who was silenced by Kayano.
Tsuna's intuition went for Itona who is groaning while gripping his hair in pain.
"It... It hurts." Itona groaned. "My head hurts. My brain is gonna tear open...!"
"I guess the tentacles have begun to eat away at your mind from the shock of your constant losses." Shiro commented as those tentacles started to have bulging nerves, indicating what he was saying. "So this is this child's limit. It seems he can't even carry out my strategies of this level. Itona, maintaining your tentacles in sound health for one month requires energy of three thermal power plants. If you can't produce better results, the organization will stop paying.
"It's not that I don't have feelings towards you," Shiro even tried to explain as he turned around, giving his back to them. "But in order to make use of the next model, I have to give up on you at some point." And he started to walk away. "This is goodbye, Itona. You're own your own."
The six of them gaped at Shiro as Koro-sensei shouted, "Wait! And you call yourself a guardian?!"
Tsuna stared at Itona who is already writhing in pain. "We have to do something." He whispered to himself as he brought down the zipper of his jacket.
"Tsuna?" He heard Nagisa call.
"Quit playing educator, monster." Shiro said, causing the brunet to pause.
"That son of a-"
"All you're capable of doing is destroying everything. I won't forgive you." Shiro said with condemn and looked back to them. To Koro-sensei. "Your very existence. It doesn't matter the sacrifice. All I want is a result with your death." Then he leaped for the wall. "More importantly, is it alright? You left your precious students alone."
"Look out!" Koro-sensei warned as he covered for Ryouma when he was about to get hit by Itona's tentacle.
Tsuna was able to catch Nagisa before they all watched their ghost of a classmate ran away with a scream of pain.
"Itona is different from that creature whose entire body is made up of tentacle." Shiro, the bastard, remarked. "Those who have tentacle cells planted into their human flesh, if they don't receive compatibility treatments every single day, they get tortured by hellish rejection response. The maintenance I ended was his last. There will be intense pain as his tentacles eat away at his mind. An average person will die from madness in about three days." Then he went off.
Tsuna gritted his teeth.
"That bastard." Ryouma cursed as he stood up.
"You ripped the word out of my mouth." He remarked before helping Nagisa up. "Let's get out of here."
"Yeah." Karma seconded as police sirens are heard. "They'll associate us with the explosion."
"I'll search for Itona." Koro-sensei said as he helped Ryouma up.
"Tsuruta-san will contact Karasuma-sensei." Brown eyes slid to the man who is still laying on the ground despite the fact that he's awake. The agent jolted in response to his name. "You should do it now, Tsuruta-san, if you don't want more than a reprimand."
Tsuruta immediately sat and nodded frantically. "Yes!"
"Let's go." Karma called out.
Before climbing the wall, Tsuna gripped his jacket in frustration as he looked back to where Itona's spot was awhile ago. He cursed in his mind and swore with his dying will that he'll make Shiro pay for all the things he said, he did and he made.
He may not be the Vongola Decimo Sawada Tsunayoshi, but they have the same hatred over something. And that's human experimentation.