Class B-2 chatted excitedly waiting for their class representative and school-idol, Sasagawa Kyoko, to return, with their theme. In the meantime, they continued to conjure their own assumptions as to what they would be doing. And, Like usual, a familiar group of people watched silently in concern as their boss continued to hit his forehead against his desk, muttering about a Satan-spawn ruining his life. Comforting him would have helped no one. Once Reborn is involved it would end in chaos whether it is for their benefit ('nope') or his amusement ('yeah, that sounds more like him').
The door to the classroom opened turning all heads. The anticipation on the student's faces deflated at the sight of Loser-Enma and returned to their previous engagement of theories. The red-head quirked an eyebrow at the odd-reaction; slid the door closed and went over to the group still watching Tsuna.
He had just returned from his one-day trip to Italy and back to settle his Famiglia's affairs officially. The Simone elders allowed him back to the Sawada residence and will take care of the matters of the alliance to the Vongola, Chiavarone, Giglio Nero, and Gesso Families with the promise he would take over the Famiglia once he graduates from High School.
"Umm... Did I miss something?" he asked, stopping Tsuna from any more brain damage (not likely to happen if Reborn's continuous attempts of bashing his head in with a Ten-ton-Leon mallet hasn't done anything to him yet).
"You just missed the Kid-"
"Stop calling Rebor--yama-san, a Kid, you Baseball-idiot!" Hayato cut in annoyingly on the casual call, stumbling over Reborn's alias.
"-announcing the Vongola being the sponsor for our school festival," Takashi laughing halfheartedly and continued to as the bomber started their (one-sided) bickering once his anger rose high above the clouds at being ignored.
"The class representatives will pick out a suggestion from the box and also receive a requirement given by the Vongola," Hana decided to input.
"And Vongola is giving out a prize to the winning class with the most creativity, Desu~" Haru answered excitedly in her usual manner. A few onlooking males go into a love-struck daze caught by the corner of a particular teen's eyes blazing with fury.
~Brief Explanation~
[A week after the Arcobaleno Representative battle, Haru decided to transfer into Namimori to be with everyone. She gained quite a reputation once science class rolled around with their teacher Nezu Dohachiro (Tsuna wondered if the man was stalking him to get revenge for almost being fired).
Within the first ten minutes, she was in a rile of corrections and questioning of his academic credentials. It only got interesting from there, but I will not bore you with the details. Let's just end it with the Principal getting involved and having a replacement teacher afterward.
Immediately, she became another of the male population's school female idols, with Chrome, Hana, and Kyoko. And with a number of idols they had in the school, altogether, they wanted to make a club. It was just unfortunate that the Disciplinary Committee (also fallowing into High School, much to everyone's fear) forbid such crowding. Some brave souls tried but the next day, they were mysteriously beaten, hogtied and left sitting in front of the Disciplinary Committee's door (much to Kyouya's pleasure) with a video recording of the meet. No one tried to make a club again. Too bad it didn't stop the students to use the idols as eye-candy.]
~End Explanation~
Enma nodded slowly as to affirm, but his eyes showed he was still not getting as to why that seemed like a bad thing.
"Since Rebor--yama-sensei said the Vongola would be giving out the prize," Chrome quietly started speaking up only enough for him to hear. "Bossu will have to win the competition."
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Namimori High School Festival
RandomA month of peace after the Acrobaleno curse was broken, Sawada Tsunayoshi and his friends are welcoming their first year of Namimori High School Festival. However, after a calm there is always a storm. Especially when you have a demon-spawn of a Hit...