The ROOT member, who happened to be around during the commotion, looked at Tsuna in silence.
"..."
Despite his emotionless expression, his pupils were shaking.
He had been observing Tsuna for a while and thought the guy was nothing but a training junkie like Guy or Lee.
But seeing how he actually fought, he muttered in disbelief, "This guy... He's actually this strong?"
He knew Tsuna's physical strength wasn't that great compared to those who had mastered Taijutsu to high levels.
But his ability, which, from the ROOT member's point of view, seemed like an earth release, was actually decent!
"No, it's more than decent, but the way he utilizes his ability is absolutely remarkable!"
Tsuna seemed to have a perfect grasp of how to use his 'earth release,' and the way he fought clearly showed his experience.
The ROOT member, now feeling conflicted, muttered to himself, "I have to report this to Danzo-sama..."
He was feeling slightly burdened by the possibility of being assigned to observe Tsuna 24/7 again.
It was exhausting both physically and mentally.
He almost lost his emotionless expression and sighed, silently praying, "I hope Danzo-sama assigns someone else for this."
"Ah my poor chopsticks. It's completely broken..."
Tsuna's casual tone echoed as he examined the slightly bent chopstick before throwing it to the ground.
He turned to look at Kankuro and chuckled, "Your brother must be having a good sleep right now..."
"You bastard! How dare you kill my brother!"
Temari's outraged cry rang out with tears welling up in her eyes as she charged at Tsuna, slamming her giant fan toward his head.
"Well, you know..."
Tsuna's tone remained indifferent as he casually sidestepped her attack, evading her furious swing with ease.
BOOM!
The force of Temari's strike shook the ground, scattering debris as her fan crashed down, cracking the earth beneath it.
"I didn't kill him... yet..."
Tsuna's voice cut through the noise, making Temari's eyes widen in surprise.
She didn't completely believe Tsuna and thought he was full of it, but she hoped he was telling the truth.
However, his next words reignited her anger.
"But if you want me to, I could do you a favor..."
"You bastard! Are you making fun of me!?"
Temari's voice dripped with venom as she glared at Tsuna.
Tsuna chuckled in response. "You're so fiery, I doubt any man would ever approach you with this temper of yours..."
"Y-you bastard...!"
His words only seemed to stoke the flames of her anger.
Still...
Before Temari could continue her move, Tsuna suddenly made his move as he sharply opened his palm and swung it toward the fan.
Temari sneered, "You're attacking my fan? Ridiculous!"
"And who approaches me is none of your concern!" she shouted, preparing her Wind Release jutsu.
But as she opened her fan, she was met with a surprising sight.
[Metal Bending Technique: Metal Manipulation!]
The metal of her fan seemed to bend and twist, losing its shape and functionality.
Her shock was evident as she thought to herself, "...What kind of jutsu is this?"
Realizing her Wind Release couldn't be properly executed, Temari abandoned her fan and decided to use Taijutsu against Tsuna.
"Eh?"
To her surprise, Temari found her feet unmoving.
"...!"
From the corner of her eye, she saw Tsuna's smirking face, which sent a shiver down her spine.
"Those are..."
She looked down at her feet and saw that the chopstick Tsuna had thrown on the ground had morphed into a sleek, metallic cable that tightly wrapped around her feet like a rope.
[Metal Bending Technique: Metal Cables!]
"...!"
Feeling like she was being toyed with, Temari growled angrily at Tsuna, "You fucke--!?"
However...
"Keuhak!"
Before she could voice out her anger, Tsuna's next move silenced her as she felt a sharp pain shoot through her abdomen with brutal force.
Temari saw Tsuna's feet hitting her stomach as she felt the sharp, agonizing pain tear through her, stealing her breath and scattering her thoughts.
"...Y-you..."
Temari's body arched in anguish as she was propelled backward, crashing into the alley wall with a sickening thud.
To make things worse, before she could even properly deal with the pain she felt, Temari found Tsuna already right in front of her like a specter.
"I... w-won't go down... without a fight..."
Temari's thoughts raced as she weakly raised her hands as if trying to defend herself from any follow-up attacks while the pain coursed through her body.
"You what?"
Tsuna coldly spoke, easily grabbing her hands.
With Temari in such a state, he yanked her arms upward, forcing them above her head with his face dangerously close to hers.
Swiftly, he used his Metal Bending on the nearby pole, molding it into cable-like restraints that bound Temari's wrists to the wall.
[Metal Bending Technique: Metal Cables!]
"Do... y-you have no shame?"
Temari let out a pained groan from the tight metal on her wrists as she venomously glared at Tsuna, "You're... hitting a woman right now..."
"Now you're talking about being a woman and such when things are not in your favor..." Tsuna scoffed at these remarks.
His face then turned stony as he continued, "I don't care about such meaningless thing. You can identify as two spirits penguin and I'd still hit you. I'm a man of equality, I hit women the same when they try to kill me..."
"...Mother...fucker..."
Temari spat, which Tsuna just casually shrugged off.
"That guy who took your brother with him..."
Tsuna slowly spoke as he turned to see Kankuro on the ground before turning to Temari, whose eyes seemed to want to drill a hole in his body.
He asked, "He'd come back, right?"
"...Why do you care?"
"I don't care, but you should care, no?"
"..."
"Sigh..." Tsuna scratched his head as he observed Temari's darkening expression.
It looked as though she wished to tear him apart with her bare hands as he continued, "You know I said you could bring that gourd kid with you, and I wouldn't even care before, right?"
"You think I'd believe such nonsense?"
"...You think I want to fight in the first place?"
"Huh?"
Temari blinked in confusion, staring at Tsuna. This time, she honestly asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"..."
Tsuna buried his face in his hand, feeling slightly more speechless.
This conflict could have been avoided if they had just listened to him.
"...I thought only big-breasted women were usually empty up there, but..."
He glanced down at Temari's chest before sighing, "...why does a flat board like you have an empty head as well?"
"Y-you...!"
The heat of embarrassment flooded Temari's cheeks as she felt Tsuna's eyes on her.
Her anger flared up once more, and she snapped, "How dare you look at my chest! You pervert!"
However, Tsuna seemed to ignore her, continuing, "You look the same age as me, but why are you flat though?"
Tsuna was genuinely confused, as most girls in his world were unusually well-developed compared to this world.
He shook his head, totally perplexed by this discovery.
"...You!"
Temari's cheeks burned with a mixture of anger and embarrassment, rendering her momentarily speechless in the face of Tsuna's audacity.
"Whatever, let's not cross paths with each other anymore," Tsuna shrugged his shoulders before closing his eyes for a moment.
When he opened them again, he let out a deep sigh and mumbled, "Ahh, poor me..."
He swiftly left the alleyway, leaving both Temari and Kankuro behind.
Temari looked on in disbelief, muttering to herself, "Does he really not want to fight in the first place?"
Then...
"...It was just a misunderstanding?"
She felt her face flush red at how stupid their situation was right now.
"..."
Tsuna's words about big-breasted women being empty-headed kept ringing in her mind as she realized he might have a point, especially since she wore a minimizer bra for flexibility in her movements.
She was in fact...
...not so flat at all!
However, as she noticed her hands tied above her head, her anger surged back, and she indignantly shouted, "You bastard! At least untie my hands first...!"
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