-Tsuna's POV-
We encountered no interruptions throughout our walk to the building, where the enemy awaits. But right as we are about to head in, a hand clamp onto my shoulder, halting me from entering.
"Why don't we take a break?" Yamamoto suggested.
"This is no time for that!" Gokudera yelled and I can't help but agree with him. I just want to get this over and done with quickly. I don't want to stay here any longer than necessary.
"Good idea Yamamoto. We must be ready to fight when we enter so it's better to rest now." Reborn agreed.
"If Reborn-san say so...." Gokudera mumbled unhappily.
I sighed. 'Well, a few minutes of rest won't hurt...' I give in and went along with it.
We settled on a nearby grass patch and Yamamoto took out the bag that he has been carrying around. Inside were bentos filled with his shop's famous sushi. I almost salivate at the sight of the wonderful treat Yamamoto provided us. And it's for free too!
We started eating happily but not before long my instincts sets off. Right before our eyes, the food Yamamoto brought, along with some of Bianchi's poison cooking, exploded violently.
"What's going on?!" I exclaimed as I stepped away from the food. Food don't happen to explode for no good reason. Well, except if it's made by Bianchi, but that's not the point.
"There's someone here." Bianchi warned and we got ready and alert.
"If you're here, that means you managed to defeat that brainless hairball. I knew it. Ken's down and Kakipii's useless. Can't depend on the boys do any work around here. Oh! Except Mukuro-chan, he's the only man in my eyes."
Our eyes widened at the voice but when we looked around the area, we saw no one.
"Up here dolts."
We looked up and hidden in the tree, a red-haired girl sat there on a branch, wearing the same uniform as the other two. She hopped down the tree with ease and I noticed that she held a clarinet in her hand.
"This just shows that you can't send a boy to do a woman's job." She sighed dramatically and looked at us with an annoyed expression. "Well, I better do some clean up around here otherwise I won't get paid." She giggled. "Oh! I wonder how much Mukuro-chan will pay me if I got rid of you lot?!"
"Hey! Quit blabbering on and on by yourself damn woman! Who the hell are you?!" Gokudera demanded and threw a dynamite at her.
She gracefully hopped away from the dynamite and landed to a safe spot next to it with ease.
"Such lame-ass weapons. And such crude words. That's why uncivilized males like you should all die. In the end, only Mukuro-chan suits me the best." She smiled innocently and proceeded to attack them.
Taking a deep breath, she raise the clarinet to her mouth and blew heavily into it. For a moment, nothing happened and then suddenly, the food beside us exploded again.
"Wahhhh!!" I yelped and fell down onto my butt, the shock of that explosion startled me.
Bianchi only snickered at me for being so uncool while I embarrassingly got up and dusted myself off.
"Let me do this." A person stepped up in front of me and threw an attack at her. To my utter surprise, it was Bianchi who did that.
"You mentioned that money is the most important thing in the world?" She questioned the clarinet girl.
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