[That was a sweeping address to everyone in the room, but especially Tsuna. Hibari tilts his chin up and stares at Mukuro with narrowed eyes, seemingly considering something; a subtle tensing of his muscles is all the warning anyone gets before he's on the other side of the bed, right in front of Mukuro (too close, one might say). He doesn't even acknowledge Chrome, who's standing right next to her master.
And there's not a hint of hesitation before he brings his fist up and punches the illusionist right in the nose, putting all of his rather considerable strength behind the punch - there's a nasty crunch which signifies a definite broken nose, maybe even a broken cheekbone.]
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[That was a sweeping address to everyone in the room, but especially Tsuna. Hibari tilts his chin up and stares at Mukuro with narrowed eyes, seemingly considering something; a subtle tensing of his muscles is all the warning anyone gets before he's on the other side of the bed, right in front of Mukuro (too close, one might say). He doesn't even acknowledge Chrome, who's standing right next to her master.
And there's not a hint of hesitation before he brings his fist up and punches the illusionist right in the nose, putting all of his rather considerable strength behind the punch - there's a nasty crunch which signifies a definite broken nose, maybe even a broken cheekbone.]