If Chikusa was anybody but himself, a devoted member of the Kokuyo Gang and Mukuro's forever, his damp shoulder would've been prime blackmail material. The great Vongola Mist guardian, Rokudo Mukuro, a drooler. As it happened though, Chikusa was as aforementioned: devoted and eternally loyal. This news would not even reach Ken's ears.

Oh. O-- oh no. No no n---

ACHOO

He managed to stop his body from violently jumping, but the noise and movement of his shoulders was still there. He winced inwardly.