I'm going to be honest, I started this like two Sundays ago but couldn't continue because I was busy. I really underestimated the amount of time I'd have to work on my chapters in comparison with coursework. I've really fallen behind most of my school work, so that will be taking top priority. There's also the fact I was pretty depressed about failing my road test for my license and I've been trying to contact family and friends back home because of Hurricane Maria. I'm sorry to say but I won't be able to update once a week like I hoped to do (not like I was doing that anyway). I won't be abandoning this story as it'll be a disservice to all of you. So I'll be updating when I have the time.
I'm also sorry again for another short chapter. Hopefully, I'll be able to write longer chapters soon. I'm still in the awkward stage of writing the beginning of a story.
Edit: asdfghjkl; Goddamn line breaks didn't show up
Akane felt her brow twitch once in irritation and then again in exasperation for the situation at hand. Currently it was second period, history, and usually, the class was filled with monotone droning from teachers who glossed over key subjects. Akane didn't think that aspect of teaching changed just because this was the E Class. Of course, there were exceptions. Teachers who lived and breathed history. When the subject of war and bloodshed came up
When your teacher is a god damn octopus Akane lightly squeezed the bridge of her nose at the thought of the migraine she was going to have.
The school day started as it normally did for her. She woke up, sighed in relief that it would be a good day when her knee didn't act up, dressed and then headed out. The only deviation from the norm was that Takehiko had stayed over and so walked with her. but that wasn't uncommon with them, and that she was now in class E. The mountain gave her a bit of trouble but she made it and continued to keep her conversation with Takehiko all the way to class.
"I look forward to you killing me!"
Akane held back the groan she felt building up in her throat. The situation was ridiculous in every sense of the word. Not only was their teacher a yellow octopus, who threw a fit when one of the students - Izaki, who Akane was quite surprised to see here - quipped that he wasn't from earth, but they were tasked with killing him. This type of plot was only found in over the top cartoons or anime. Then there was the morality of the situation. They had to kill their teacher. The government expected a class of students to perform the job of assassinating their teacher. Granted he blew up the moon and his resemblance was inhuman, it didn't change the fact that they were still taking sentient life. That's what Akane had a problem with and she's sure other students had this same problem as well. She thought back to what Karasuma-sensei had said.
"I'm reluctant to admit that he's too fast and quick-witted for our government, however, he's agreed to be confined here which gives us many opportunities to assassinate him. Believe me, if we didn't have to get you kids involved then you wouldn't be here. We have no choice, or rather no other options, in getting rid of this thing. If you should complete this task, there's a reward of 50 billion yen."
Akane's thoughts stuttered to a halt as it always did since hearing the amount of money they would get if the stupid assassination was completed. Of course, thirty billion was for the previous E class, but that still left their class with 20 billion yen. That was a lot of money on the line for getting rid of a planet busting monster.
That's right Akane narrowed her eyes at the octopus who was drawing himself in Emperor clothing This guy blew up the moon
Yet here he was acting like the typical lovable, dorky character that most people fell in love. Questions rose faster than she could try to find an answer to them. If he was such a danger, why would the octopus compromise? Why Class E in particular? Why were they trusting the fate of the earth to a bunch of children? What kind of mastermind was their teacher that he seemed to be able to manipulate the government?
"Sensei!" Akane snapped from her thoughts when one of the students, a girl with a light brown complexion in the front row, stopped their teacher in his teachings.
"Sorachi-san do you have a question?" Akane noticed that his face was now a combination of green and yellow stripes again.
"You said your name was Koro-sensei right?" Waiting for the teacher's nod of confirmation, Kuruko continued "Is your name a pun on the word Korosenai?"
"As a matter of fact Sorachi-"
"Way to be lame teach" Riku yawned, one arm laid across his desk and the other propping up his face. Akane wasn't even surprised that he was demoted to E Class.
"How rude of you Kurashiki-kun" The octopus was now whipping his limbs around in offense. Somehow his black beady eyes were narrowed in indignation "It's a distinguishing name!"
Riku snorted "Distinguishing? Please, you seem like the type to name yourself 'Prince of the Fateful Eternal Wind' or some shit like that"
"..."
"Wait you actually named yourself that?" The kid one seat to Akane's left snickered. Solato Her mind supplied to her. After all, she couldn't possibly forget the boy who walked into class, loudly declared his name for all to hear and then flipped his hair as he sauntered to his seat.
"Wow, you really are lame" Riku sighed, then turned towards the window, "I think I'm going to tune you out now"
Our teacher plans to destroy the earth like he did to the moon. He is also smart enough to manipulate the government to his will Akane watched the octopus wiggle his limbs intensely as he cried and pleaded for the students to see him as cool. This is my life now
"I'm seriously pumped for this class now" Akihito raised a brow at his classmate as he rummaged his bag for his bento. The lunch period had begun and everyone had spirited off into little groups or stayed by themselves, whether they stayed in the classroom or left for outside.
"Even after all that happened?" Kuruko turned to him with a smile on her face at his question.
"It's like everything is happening straight from a fantasy manga" Kuruko explained pulling a bag of sweets out of nowhere "We have the OP protagonist and then the side characters"
"Wouldn't we be protagonists if that's the case," Kuruko blinked at him "This whole situation revolves around us succeeding to murder our teacher after all"
Akihito watched her think as he finally pulled off the cover on his lunch box revealing an organised serving of vegetables, rice and grilled steak with small cuts of takanotsume spread around the dishes.
"If we're the protagonists, then we're definitely going to pull this off" She finally answered him "It'd be pretty unfilling if we didn't finish our mission"
"I would find your casual discussion of our teacher's assassination disturbing if I could find myself caring about it" Akihito turned towards Riku who had perched himself on Kuruko's desk.
"Aren't you going to participate?" He shook his head at her question.
Akihito snorted "I didn't think you'd care for ethics and moral to find anything wrong with this"
"Oh, I have no qualms with assassinating our teacher" Riku leaned back on Kuruko's desk and smirked at her when she glared up at him, "I'm just not going to participate, seems boring"
"You find the fact that we're tasked to murder our teacher boring" Another voice joined their conversation.
It was Jacko. From what Akihito heard and what little he's seen of the brunet, he could semi-accurately say that he was an attention seeker. Loud and disruptive, he seemed to like garnering people's attention. Though besides that stunt this morning, he hadn't tried anything yet.
"What can I say, such brutish behaviour doesn't appeal to me" Riku sighed painfully.
"That is bullshit and you know it"
"You do know you have a reputation of beating up that poor council member right?"
Akihito rolled his eyes at the boy's mock gasp when Jacko and Kuruko called out his lies. "But really when Karma said we'd have an interesting year in 3 E, I didn't think he'd mean this"
The others sans Riku looked at him incredulously, both speaking at the same time "You met one of the 3 E alumni?"
Akihito nodded his head. After stumbling on Karma and Riku torturing their council president, the red-headed boy had given them some cryptic advice.
"If you have any problems you can ask me for help" Karma gave them a sharp tooth grin "Or maybe Tako-sensei will have Ritsu help you? She did devote herself to the class"
Back then Akihito had thought tako was a nickname for their teacher and not the fact that they were an actual octopus. Also who the hell is Ritsu?
"Yeah, he's a pretty cool dude" Riku smirked at the others "A man after my own heart"
"Of course you'd say that, you're his fanboy" Jacko and Kuruko chuckled at his wording while Riku glared at him.
"I'm not a fanboy"
"Sure keep telling yourself that" Akihito waved off his words and focused back on his lunch.
"You're asking for beating friend" Ah he's getting annoyed now
"Wow, are you so socially starved that you see me as a friend?" Riku's eyebrows were twitching erratically now.
"Fucking piece of-"
"Oh Izaki-kun, your lunch looks so good!" Kuruko looked at him with stars in her eyes
"Don't interrupt m-"
"Ah really? It's pretty basic" Akihito fixed his glasses on his nose "And please call me Akihito"
"Are you ignoring me right n-! Oi, don't laugh at me Solato"
Two rows down, Satomi sat at her desk eyeing her lunch of only rice with slight distaste. It took her most of yesterday to achieve an edible portion to take with her and even then there was no taste to accompany it. She didn't try to cook anything else in fear of messing up more than she already did. Why did she even try cooking when she knows she's bad it? She should've just bought something on her way here, preferably something more gourmet and-
Satomi froze, another scoop of rice inches from her mouth.
Ah that's right Satomi placed the chopstick down and sighed I don't have that type of lifestyle anymore
"Yikes, that's a sorry looking meal" Satomi jolted out of her thoughts and looked at the girl who talked. She sat to the right of the desk in front of her and was staring at her meal. Satomi felt her cheeks blossom in embarrassment.
"I know rice alone can't be good for you" The raven-haired girl continued on, not noticing how red Satomi's cheeks were becoming. "But geez, your organization-"
"Yukiji, you're being rude" a muffled voice came from the person in front of her. Their head was on the desk and Satomi was pretty sure he was trying to sleep.
"No I'm not!" The one Satomi now knew as Yukiji exclaimed "Look at it Reiji"
Satomi wanted a hole to swallow her right now - her or the girl - as the boy is known as Reiji let out a long groan and reluctantly turned to face her desk. She blinked when she felt like she recognized his face.
"Oh," Reiji raised a brow "It's microwave dinner girl"
"Now who's being rude" Yukiji mocked glared at her friend as Satomi wondered how deeper she could fall into the pit of embarrassment she was in.
"Ah sorry," He didn't sound sorry, in fact, Satomi thought his tone was pretty listless "Oshiro Satomi right?"
"Yes, how do yo- oh" Satomi paused as she finally remembered the boy who helped her that one time during the summer.
"Enough about that, look at her lunch" Yukiji interjected almost in exasperation.
Reiji did as she said and Satomi was almost tempted to cover up her pitiful attempt at cooking just to salvage the remaining one percent of her dignity that was left. The boy, however, merely glanced at her lunch before rolling his eyes and settling Yukiji with a bored look.
"Can you do better?" The raven-haired looked scandalized at Reiji's accusation.
"After all I've made for you, this is how you betray me?" Satomi startled when Yukiji turned to her in disbelief "Can you believe this lazy bum?"
Reiji ignored both of them in favour to laying his back on his desk, pulling his black beanie over his eyes.
"Oi! Reiji" Satomi watched as Yukiji continuously poked the boy in his side in hopes of a reaction then turn towards her. "So…"
Whatever she said next Satomi was sure to embarrass her even more.
It was the last period of the day, maths, with only thirty minutes of class left. Koro-sensei glanced at his students. It was given that a few of them weren't able to get over the morning's events in order to pay attention to class. He was mostly reviewing the first semester so they had nothing much to worry about. Koro-sensei took pride in being a teacher and while he may regret the crimes of his past life, he also took pride in the subtler abilities he developed as an assassin. Similar to Nagisa's ability to sense emotional wavelength - his being much more refined than his former student - the octopus could tell that most of his class was uncomfortable with him and his circumstances and decided that he needed to address it.
When he stopped explaining the equations he had on the board, he could see that most of the students' attention snapped back to him - Riku continued to stare out the window, Reiji was asleep at his desk and Yuuta was very clearly ignoring him - and warily eyed him.
"Now students, I understand that our situation may be hard to grapple with," Koro-sensei glanced around "You all seem to be handling it as well as you can but let me say this…" He let silence reign for a bit "I may be your target but I'm your teacher first-
I'm here to make sure that you grow as individuals and find your place in the world. It may not seem like it but middle school is a defining moment in your lives and as your teacher, it is my personal job to help and push you to be the best that you can. You may think of me as your assassination target first but I think of myself as your instructor first"
Silence reigned for a few minutes before it was broken by a girl in the front row with long black hair that seemed to have a blue tint in it.
"But we eventually have to kill you don't we?" She tugged on her fringe, something Korosensei had narrowed down as a sign of irritation.
Korosensei liked to think he gave a sardonic smile despite his inability to do so at her question. "You don't have to Shibata Kaviya-san"
"But we do, if what Karasuma-sensei told us is true" Another girl, a Takahashi Azusa, chimed as she frowned at him.
"Karasuma told my first students the exact same thing but I'm still here aren't I?" She seemed to ponder his answer while Kaviya took over again.
"Your previous class?" She bit her lips in thought "How did they take the news of having to kill you?"
Korosensei gave a nasal laugh of excitement "My precious students came at me with a healthy dose of bloodlust-"
"Well isn't that disturbing" Kuruko elbowed Riku for his comment
"-However, if you want to know their personal feelings it'd be best to ask them wouldn't it?"
"But they failed, didn't they?And they had a full three semesters to our two," The redhead at the front spoke up "if they couldn't do it how are you so sure we can?"
"Excellent question, Aihara-kun" Korosensei reached into his robe and pulled out a notebook from nowhere "A student of mine was really diligent in keeping notes of my weaknesses, there are also writings of the classes assassination attempts, how they succeeded, why they failed and many other observations about me, and they requested I give it to you"
He seemed to have gotten all their attention now, except Reiji who was still asleep, and their eyes all trained on the book
"But-"
"Of course there's a catch" Akihito snorted.
"I want you to find out four observations about me by the end of the week before I give this to you" He waved the book around as he grinned at each student "Are you all up for it?"
"Well today was quite eventful" Irina stood near the window as she watched the students disperse for the day. "What do you think of them?"
Karasuma looked up from his documents and regarded his coworker for a moment "I do not know them quite well to form any judgments on them"
Irina rolled her eyes "You must have formed an idea on some of them already"
"I have no need for preconceived notions" Karasuma went back to his laptop "I will form opinions when I have the time to properly instruct them."
The door to the teacher's lounge opened as the octopus walked in, roll book in hand (er? tentacle?) "That's a harsh thing to say Karasuma-sensei and I'd thought you grew softer with the graduation of Nagisa-kun and our other students"
"So what was the holdup octopus?"
"Bitch-sensei, why do you never use my name?"
She ignored him and continued to look out the window as the last of the kids disappeared into the trees. "So we're still going on with this whole operation huh?"
Korosensei avoided her eyes as he spoke again "It's the only way"
A tense silence descended the room before it was broken my papers shuffling and Karasuma clearing his throat. "It seems we'll have a new student next week."
That caught their attention "Oh really?"
"No specifics at the moment, we'll get more information later down the week. In the meanwhile, I need to get started on a training regimen for PE"
"I'm praying for the students' souls." Irina shook her head in mock sorrow while Korosensei's body shook in laughter.
"Quite contrary," Karasuma resolved to ignore them "Most of the students in average or good shape. Few seem to be above so it won't be such a hass-"
"Oi, octopus why are you crying on me?!" Irina jumped away from the teacher who leaking from his eyes, face scrunched up in disgust.
"No reason" Korosensei stood there, face white as yellow liquid spilled from dead fish eyes that looked like they'd seen too much horror already "Just came to the realization that most of the students are from A class and might be Karmas in the making"
And there we go with that awkward ass ending! I couldn't find anything to replace it. I'm sorry.
