[When he opens the door, what he'll find is not a pretty scene. The room is messy, like it hasn't been cleaned in a long time. Cobwebs dust the corners, and there are broken pieces of furniture and glass strewn about on the floor.
But the bed is perfectly preserved, and Ino is laying on her back, head leaning off the edge of the bed, holding her journal above her face. She looks unkempt, hair messy and clothes wrinkled, which is a sure sign something is wrong, here.
She completely ignores Tsuna's intrusion into her room in favor of giggling at something in the journal]
Stop! You're horrible, you know that? [The reply from the journal, something from a pre-recorded conversation, makes little sense, but she doesn't seem to care, she just laughs again]
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But the bed is perfectly preserved, and Ino is laying on her back, head leaning off the edge of the bed, holding her journal above her face. She looks unkempt, hair messy and clothes wrinkled, which is a sure sign something is wrong, here.
She completely ignores Tsuna's intrusion into her room in favor of giggling at something in the journal]
Stop! You're horrible, you know that? [The reply from the journal, something from a pre-recorded conversation, makes little sense, but she doesn't seem to care, she just laughs again]