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The reason to stay behind and out of sight for so long as tactical, the same reason he sent the False Funeral Wreaths out to wreak havoc. Byakuran wanted to observe the Vongola's strength… and maybe to let them improve their strength, so that it would be more entertaining to crush them in the end. Byakuran had needed to draw out and expose his Shou-chan… and it had given him time to play around with Mukuro-kun. But now…
Byakuran smiled and popped another marshmallow into his mouth. He felt like a kid in a candy store. The leather coat fit him snugly, warmly, different from the bulky White Spell outfit. Not that Byakuran hadn't liked that outfit, but it was murder to get blood out of. Not that Byakuran couldn't just order a new set. But now Byakuran was clothed appropriately to fight at the front lines.
And he was going to have so much fun… Byakuran hoped that Sawada Tsunayoshi was just as adorable in person as he was over surveillance. Crushing that soft jaw, listening to his breath wheeze between bruised lips, and watching the light go out of his big, brown eyes would be…
Very, very sweet.
Byakuran smiled and popped another marshmallow into his mouth. He felt like a kid in a candy store. The leather coat fit him snugly, warmly, different from the bulky White Spell outfit. Not that Byakuran hadn't liked that outfit, but it was murder to get blood out of. Not that Byakuran couldn't just order a new set. But now Byakuran was clothed appropriately to fight at the front lines.
And he was going to have so much fun… Byakuran hoped that Sawada Tsunayoshi was just as adorable in person as he was over surveillance. Crushing that soft jaw, listening to his breath wheeze between bruised lips, and watching the light go out of his big, brown eyes would be…
Very, very sweet.