This is shonen levels of sci-fi anime so Peter can strap in for a good time. They are if nothing ridiculously overpowered teenagers with good hearts.
He brings the box to the flames, chuckling when Peter moves back, the flames go in and he turns the box toward the other boy. Kojiro shoots out in a swirl of rain flames, taking to the sky the sparrow dives around Peter's head playfully, not a spark will hurt him, those flames are as harmless as Yamamoto wants them to be and he has no resolve or intention to hurt the other.
Jiro appears before him in the same rush, flames lighting his ears, battle geared, and holding three short swords, hilts only. Yamamoto stances then, he is fluid, clearly having down these moves a hundred times over to learn them he sweeps into his second stance, turning the bamboo to steal and using the pushing to lift the sand, Kojiro and the water he drew with his sword turning small particles into targets that are coming in at least a group of sixty or more from the sky.
"Jiro!" The dog flips those swords and Yamamoto grips the three hilts in his free hand as the sparrow goes above the target, raining blue flames over each one in a neutralizing effect. As he draws his Shigure Kintoke back Yamamoto slides into his fourth defensive stance. Flames come from the three short swords and he shoots into the air, undeniably fast as he takes out each of those sandballs with his flames or sword, not missing one as they all come to scatter to the ground like a harmless rainstorm.
The sparrow flits around his head as Yamamoto grins down at Peter "Pretty cool, huh? That's only two stances, it's the style my old man taught me, nothing can beat it." He is proud of his sword style and that he can combine his Vongola attributes with it.
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He brings the box to the flames, chuckling when Peter moves back, the flames go in and he turns the box toward the other boy. Kojiro shoots out in a swirl of rain flames, taking to the sky the sparrow dives around Peter's head playfully, not a spark will hurt him, those flames are as harmless as Yamamoto wants them to be and he has no resolve or intention to hurt the other.
Jiro appears before him in the same rush, flames lighting his ears, battle geared, and holding three short swords, hilts only. Yamamoto stances then, he is fluid, clearly having down these moves a hundred times over to learn them he sweeps into his second stance, turning the bamboo to steal and using the pushing to lift the sand, Kojiro and the water he drew with his sword turning small particles into targets that are coming in at least a group of sixty or more from the sky.
"Jiro!" The dog flips those swords and Yamamoto grips the three hilts in his free hand as the sparrow goes above the target, raining blue flames over each one in a neutralizing effect. As he draws his Shigure Kintoke back Yamamoto slides into his fourth defensive stance. Flames come from the three short swords and he shoots into the air, undeniably fast as he takes out each of those sandballs with his flames or sword, not missing one as they all come to scatter to the ground like a harmless rainstorm.
The sparrow flits around his head as Yamamoto grins down at Peter "Pretty cool, huh? That's only two stances, it's the style my old man taught me, nothing can beat it." He is proud of his sword style and that he can combine his Vongola attributes with it.