Decimo: Tsuna & Lambo
The lightning guardian nodded, but mostly to himself. Mission: Don’t Say a Thing About What You Were Doing, a major success. Not going there again. Lambo sighed as well, eating a few more grapes.
“Geez, you’re asking the wrong person, Young Vongola. I don’t have any idea…
His fingers stopped tapping as he looked over at Tsuna. “Geez, I don’t think there will ever be a time when I don’t want to kill him.” With a few more taps of his digits and a few more grapes popped into his mouth, he finished them.
“Also, there wasn’t a window around. He wasn’t even around when I woke up.” It really felt like he was repeating himself over and over again. “I was in the middle of the street when I came to.” Lambo started to mess with the empty bowl now. “I think someone was trying to call an ambulance, but then I just got up and walked to your school.”
The lightning guardian leaned back some and yawned, watching the bowl roll off the table.
