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When Tsuna looked around after the pink smoke dissipated, he didn’t know what to expect.
Even after all these years, Giannini’s experiments with the 10-year Bazooka and their results were unpredictable. And while he was usually skilled enough to evade Lambo’s and Giannini’s shenanigans involving said Bazooka, completely different from his teenaged self, his Hyperintuition had nudged him to just let it hit him this time around.
Considering the fact that he had been in Vongola Mansion when he was hit and now seemed to be in a traditional Japanese Garden, this new version of the Bazooka probably involved space as well as time travel.
Tsuna closed his eyes, concentrating on the warmth of his flames, letting them spread out in a thin layer to check for other flame users nearby. There didn’t seem to be any active ones, but several strong, passive flames. So close to the surface that it would only need a tiny bit of help to bring them forth. The most interesting though were the sky flames. Pure and enchanting, but somewhat weak at the same time. Most likely belonging to a sick or even dying person. And his intuition was telling him to go in that direction.
In order to avoid suspicion by anyone other than the sky he was trying to reach, Tsuna used a small amount of his flames to propel himself onto the roof of a nearby building and silently made his way closer to his target while evading the eyes of anyone else. No matter how clumsy he had been as a child, being taught by the worlds strongest Hitman and having been a Mafia Boss for years now managed to make him capable at sneaking around undetected.
What he found when he made his way into the room of the unknown sky was kind of what he expected, and still Tsuna couldn’t stop his heart from hurting for just a second.
“Who is there? I am quite sure that I wasn’t supposed to be having any guests today. And none of my dear children would come to me without letting anyone know or introducing themselves.”
Huh, so even in such a state he could still feel my presence. Tsuna smiled.
“Excuse me for showing up in your Room without notifying anyone of my presence. My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi and I have found myself on your property without wanting to. I felt your presence, seemingly weakened by sickness, and wanted to see if there was any way I could help. Though that still doesn’t excuse my rude behavior.”
“Oh? People don’t usually find there way onto my property by accident. But I don’t feel any hostility from you, so I will give you the benefit of the doubt. My name is Ubuyashiki Kagaya. But since my ailment is something of a more…supernatural nature I do not expect you to be able to help me.”
Ubuyashiki smiled at Tsuna and sat up slowly.
“That might be true, but maybe another supernatural solution is just what you need. Tell me, Lord Ubuyashiki, have you ever heard of Dying Will flames? I am quite sure that you have a whole court of Sky Flames nearby and if you let me teach you and yours, together we might be able to at least alleviate your pain…”