Trial Of Yoshimune

Chapter 24 Truth

Reborn tapped his fingers against the wooden table, clearly bothered by what had happened, irritated by not having the answers. His dark eyes stared forward, unblinking, at the people who hadn't reacted to the red haired man taking away Tsuna, who had taken a step back upon seeing him. Accepted what had happened. Reborn couldn't understand why they hadn't done anything although their bond with Tsuna was strong. And it bothered him.

"That man, is now wanted by the mafia, his head has been given a high price of fifty billion. If you know anything about him, speak. We must get the Decimo back"

The silence fell over them like a suffocating pillow. The Namimorians looked at each other, clearly uncomfortable. A voice with a steel like tint spoke.

"You aren't capable of killing him. Nobody is. And even if there was someone, the death of that carnivore would bring ruin to the town", the usually silent Hibari Kyoya was the first one to speak, his voice carrying over to the ears of the bewildered mafia. Xanxus' eyes narrowed at the claim, someone unkillable? How preposterous. The tanned man with a scarred face wasn't able to say anything more as the demon of Namimori swept in middle of the room, his jacket flowing behind him like a cloak. His grey eyes stared intensively at each person, who was gathered, including Sawada Nana, who was slumped over the table like a broken doll. Eyes seeing nothing.

"Yoshimune-dono will not harm the young carnivore, he has given an oath for that, but he won't be returning him to his parent either", the older teen continued, making Iemitsu look at him his brows furrowed. "Don't you mean parents?" he asked weakly, not understanding what was meant. Kyoya scoffed at the reaction, turning to look at Nana, who still wasn't reacting to things happening around her. "I grew up on the shrine, Yoshimune-dono, the carnivore, was always there to talk with me. Treat me like a normal person. And he told me stories. True stories, he hates lying", the grey eyes that peered from behind raven hair, in which the sun light was dancing, moved to lock themselves with Iemitsu's, "He told me once that recently, a woman came to the shrine and prayed of him to grant her a child to carry the name of her husband as they hadn't been able to have a child no matter how many times they'd tried". Iemitsu froze to his spot, eyes wild as they dashed towards his wife.
"He said to me that he couldn't help them with the problem, he couldn't help them because the man was nearly sterile and it'd take one in a million for him to have a child. So Yoshimune assumed the form of the man himself and gifted the woman with his child".

Verde slammed his hands onto the table, his usually mellow and tame personality not being able to work with this information. "But Tsunayoshi has identical flame construction to Iemitsu's! His DNA is similar to Iemitsu's! THE DNA CLEARLY STATES THAT-" "The herbivore and the carnivore have similar set of genes, similar enough to be mistaken, different enough to not make them related", Kyoya looked away at this point, "Or at least not very close relation".

The green haired man-infant sat down, his cheeks burning and haw glenched, which the raven gracefully ignored. "Yoshimune-dono has once before conceived a child with a mortal, and that child was known as Ieyasu, but that happened during 18th century, so that man has most likely passed away a long time ago", Kyoya sat back down and gave a look towards the other Namimorians, his cold eyes even more distant than usual. "I am the son of the priest of the Yoshimune Shrine and next in line to assume that mantle, I am also descended from the younger sister of Yoshimune, who gave broth to two sons who'd carry her legacy as the priest, Todoroki and Hibari. Herbivore, you'll be the one to tell them the legend. I am tired".

Yamamoto blinked as his brain was still trying to register what he'd heard and get over the fact that Hibari of all people had given a long speech like that, giving such a great amount of exposition. He shook his head quickly in order to get his mind back on track before he started his task.