A Hitwoman's Blossom Viewing (A KHR Fanfiction)

Target Sixteen

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Target Twenty Eight

Tuesday passed by in a blink of an eye. A bit too fast in Hanami's liking, she feels like time is fucking with her right now.

Kyoya mastered Italian basics and Hanami is proud then suggested that he should learn more complex languages. Which he did, once the lesson with Hayato is done, he left in haste.

Surprisingly, Italian was way easier than English for Tsuna. When someone asked how. He just shrugged, confused as well.

"It's like my mind already know the words? I don't get it either."

Hayato was beyond proud to his boss.

Hanami thinks it was because he's a descendant of Primo, who's an Italian.

On the other hand, Takeshi was learning English in flying colors! He praised Chrome for being a good teacher that she made him blush. Mukuro was being hold off for he wont kill Takeshi because of jealousy.

Mukuro is getting more better in charming Hanami's illusions. So that's a good thing.

Also, Reborn came back that day to tell them that Irie and Spanner will create the needed gadgets. Which made Hanami sigh in relief, basic language is one thing but a full on conversation can be tiring.

And so, Wednesday came and this day, Hanami will be teaching them how to dance.

That's why they are at a rented ballroom of a hotel in Namimori Center.

Hanami created the illusion dome around them as the flame trails down, making the ballroom walls disappear showing a full-blown ball with foreign people around them in suits and dresses.

A quartet band at the stage, playing a soft waltz song as a few partners sway in the middle.

Tsuna gasped, looking around him and accidentally bumping into a tall Italian man, who raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for an apology.

He panicked then stammered out, "M-Mi dispiace!"

The man smiled and nodded, leaving him.

"This is amazing, Hanami!" Takeshi praised, standing at the side as the people passed by him.

Tsuna nodded at him, surprised that he created a one-sided conversation with an illusion. "They have their own consciousness?" He asked her.

Hanami smiled, nodding. "Every people here has my same consciousness." She said, waving at a lady glancing at her.

Chrome was at awe too, mostly speechless as she looked at the well-made illusion around her. It was so realistic. The people's faces different from each other, the smallest differences can be seen. The architecture as if it was really made from concrete.

"This looks so realistic." Hayato whispered as a busty woman approached him, flirting with him through her eyes.

He blushed, shaking his head. "Non sto cercando un partner, scusa." He told the lady, who pouted but left him alone.

(I'm not looking for a partner, sorry.)

"Even Gokudera is popular here, huh!" Takeshi exclaimed, laughing a bit forced.

Hayato clicked his tongue. "This is why I hate parties." He muttered.

"This isn't her full potential yet," Mukuro hummed as he watched Chrome gets hit on by a man. His eye twitched. "Make the man stop or I'll cut his head off." He threatened.