Ryuen Kakeru got up from the ground, where he had been lying with his butt in the air. He clamped both hands over it, still in pain.
Reborn's kick had clearly landed.
And it had landed hard...
Before the Battle of the Lightning Guardians began,
Akasaka jumped up to the rooftop like Reborn and returned the Ten-Shot Bazooka to Lambo.
He didn't want the child, who wasn't even five, to die in the crossfire. He would feel at least a little guilty if that happened.
As for what came afterward, like Mahiru's match, Akasaka could borrow it from Lambo again once the Battle of the Lightning Guardians was over.
Borrow it, return it, and borrowing it again would be easy.
He could just give Lambo another lollipop like GG Bond's.
Innocent little Lambo picked his nose and asked Akasaka, "You don't need it anymore?"
Akasaka smiled. "Not for now. You hold on to it. You might need it for this match."
"I'll borrow it again after you're done."
"Okay, then." Lambo finished picking his nose with his pinkie, wiped it on the back of his pants, then took the Ten-Year Bazooka with both hands.
Akasaka's face darkened. He's this unhygienic? How many times has he touched the Ten-Year Bazooka with those hands?
What do I do?
Akasaka suddenly felt like his hands were filthy...
He had touched the Ten-Year Bazooka just now, after all...
Akasaka jumped back down from the fifth floor and returned to Reborn's side.
Reborn noticed his sour expression and asked, "What's wrong? You don't look too good."
Akasaka's eyelid twitched. How could I? If you'd been in my shoes and touched the Ten-Year Bazooka that many times, you'd probably want to hit Lambo too.
No wonder Reborn had liked hitting Lambo so much in the original