You are a washing machine for humanity

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[After weeks of Tsuna insisting that everyone needed a vacation, Mukuro had finally relented. He'd go somewhere, on one condition: they went by themselves. Tsuna could take everyone else to an onsen if he wanted to, but Mukuro had no intention of hanging around with the rest of the Vongola for days. So when they had time, the two of them had traveled out to a beach resort.

Thus, here Mukuro is, completely out of place in swim trunks, sitting in a slatted chair with sunglasses on, his hair loose and all over the place, and drinking a pina colada, all in the shade of a giant umbrella. He knows perfectly well how unusual and even odd this is for him, and he doesn't care. It's relaxing and right now the beach is empty.]