"That bastard Byakuran actually dared disrespect the Tenth!" Flames of fury blazed behind Hayato Gokudera. "He needs to be taught a lesson!"
Takeshi Yamamoto, however, said with a cheerful smile, "That Tsuna was actually pretty happy to see Byakuran, wasn't he?" Someone other than himself-anyone would do.
"...My stomach hurts a little. Byakuran..." Tsunayoshi Sawada now understood how Shoichi Irie felt. Even if he could understand his onscreen self's complicated feelings, having Byakuran of all people on the other end still made it a little unbearable.
Shoichi Irie himself had long since clutched his stomach, but a faint worry lingered in his eyes. Byakuran... was dead?
Even though he had always done everything he could to defeat this demon of a man, Shoichi Irie couldn't feel happy now. Perhaps it was because this Byakuran hadn't committed any atrocities.
Shoichi Irie reminded himself that Byakuran was the enemy. He was no longer that college classmate he could laugh and joke with.
The Millefiore, meanwhile, descended into a state of confusion.
Lily refused to believe it. "Impossible! Lord Byakuran is invincible! He can't die!"
Kikyo insisted stubbornly, "Lord Byakuran isn't dead!"
Byakuran Gesso himself showed no extreme reaction. Although he found it a little unbelievable that he had died so easily, he had vaguely anticipated this outcome when he first saw Tsunayoshi Sawada alone.
Of course it was hard to believe. Byakuran Gesso was arrogant enough to consider himself the god of the world, after all. But his pride wouldn't allow others to see how shaken he was inside, so he merely propped his chin on his hand thoughtfully, a cold gleam in his eyes. "So that's possible too? Has Ghost found another use?"
Though his expression didn't show it, the impact on Byakuran Gesso was far greater than he let on.