[5:Mists and clouds don't get along]
[-1-]
"Yukimura-san, here!"
"Put it down by my desk, I'll be back in a short while."
After the events of Reborn riddling, Eitou had taken it himself to enjoy his remaining days. Since Reborn seemed so confident that he'll 'find out' eventually, he just accepted the fact that he'll become Tsuna's seductress or something.
That said, seductress is the female form, what's the male form? Seducer?
Eitou got stumped by the question and stopped to think about it seriously.
"-? Yukimura-san?"
He blinked and returned back to reality. Eitou waved off concerned classmates and continued his work.
3-A is preparing for an award ceremony.
3-A was chosen simply because they had the highest academic performance and discipline, being chosen because the school trusted this class enough to lead the award ceremony.On the other hand, it's also because 3-A held the most amounts of students with status (ie: Club leaders, athletes, top students) and coincidentally, they be default is leading the award ceremony.
The broadcast club captain, for example, is his classmate.
"Yukimura-san, do you know where the speaker went?"
Eitou hummed, pointing towards his right. The broadcast captain said his thanks and rushed away.
And for some reason he does not understand, he has been chosen as the leader of the operation.
Eitou neatly piled his documents and walked to the Disclipinary Committee's room.
—Knock.
—Slide.
"Yukimura-san?" Kusakabe blinked at his entrance. He shifted his seat and greeted the senior, "What can I help you with today?"
Eitou smiled gratefully at the greeting, he gestured to the papers in his arm, "Papers. I just need the Disclipinary Committee to agree and we're set."
Kusakabe ooh'ed, he swiveled in his chair and took a pen from a container behind him. It's quite fun to see a pompadour spin around in circle, Eitou concluded.
The vice-in-command read the paper briefly, before signing on the bottom corner, right under all the other captain's sign.
"Here," Kusakabe slid it back towards the gardener. He put the cap on the pen and curiously asked, "That... Did something happen with Hibari-san?"
Eitou hummed, "No? Why?"
The second-year scrunched his face a bit, before giving up, "Nevermind."
Eitou took it as agreement and turned around to leave, "Thanks for your cooperation, I'll excuse myself now."
Kusakabe watches the back of the senior with deep thoughts.
[-2-]
"Set? One, two, three—"
"Good morning to the Headmaster, the —"
—BANG!
"—...?"
Eitou looks up from his script, seeing the equally flustered faces of his fellow comrades. He decisively stopped the rehearsal. It has been three days since the rehearsal started, the pace it's being completed is much faster than what people would expect from teenagers but it's simple expected from a class like 3-A.
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