Hello! (Hello! Hello!) Hm?
Korosensei: "Oh, sorry! I left the microphone on…" *Turns it off*
Why was it even on in the first place?
Korosensei: "Well, people have to enjoy their free-time somehow, no?" *Chuckles nervously*
…You sang karaoke again, didn't you?
Karma: "Of course he did~. Here, I even have some pictures of him dressing up as-"
Korosensei: "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, MISTER!?"
Uhm, since this part of the story doesn't tie into canon, he…and everyone else could technically come and go from this place as they please. Without them remembering their experience of course, after all it'd ruin the plot if they were aware of this.
Karma: "Sweet~! This means more opportunities to tease the octopus~."
Korosensei: "What have I done to deserve this…" *Retreats into a corner*
Karma: "Uh…since when was a corner there? Isn't this space like…I don't know, infinite?"
Laws of fanfiction, you'll get used to them. Now, let's get back on track and start with the reviews! Today we got plenty of them here! *Shows 4 envelopes* Now, take your pick!
Karma: "I don't know what this entire business is but consider me in, though not always." *Takes a middle one, 'FictionPWR' printed on its front*
Korosensei: "Trust me Karma, it's better to just go with it and enjoy the comments. Again, some of them have been quite entertaining!" *Grabs the left envelope, 'Zane Alias' printed on it*
Right! They might appeal to you more than you'd think. *Shows the last two ones to the audience marked with 'Reader' and 'Guest' whilst opening them* "Ooh! I can't wait for the next chapter!" Guess you don't have worry about that anymore! And... "This story is amazing!" Thank you! The praise is appreciated. So fret not, dear readers and guests! We're already at your service to provide more entertainment!
Karma: "To think that this loon's actually in charge…"
Korosensei: "At least he provides me with sweats every now and then."
Karma: "Fair enough…at least in your case. Now, it's my turn, hmm? "OK you have no idea right now of how hard it is for me not to shriek. It's REALLY awesome. Absence forgiven!" A certain fan-girl of yours, perhaps~?"
I swear to the god that's forsaken Markus a few times already: If you start teasing everyone around here like this, do it at least when I'm not around.
Karma: "Awww, can't even handle a bit of teasing now, can't we~?"
Grrr…Korosensei, please continue on before I begin to tilt…
Korosensei: "Nurufufufu~! Gladly, my dear author! So…"Using asterisks to show action isn't the greatest. Or-" Uh…the letter suddenly stops there."
Really? Wait; let me see for a second. *Turns the envelope around and reads a bit before frowning* No wonder it stopped there. Zane tried to…pose whilst jumping on a table.
Karma: *Chuckles* "Alright, I have to admit: That is entertaining to hear~!"
If you want to pose professionally, either watch 'JoJo's Bizarre Adventure' or any fan show from Mettaton. Both will help you either way, since- *Poses dramatically* posing can be achieved by anyone!
Karma: *Deadpans* "Again: That guy's writing all of this?"
Korosensei: "I've already come to acceptance with…this fact. So, let's do our disclaimer real fast and get right on with our story!" *Switches instantly into his announcer-costume* "Ladies and gentlemen of this wonderful audience-"
Karma: *Steps before him and interrupts* "Rights go to 'MrFiretank' for both the story and OCs. There, done~!" *Walks off happily*
Korosensei: "WHY KARMA!? JUST WHY!?"
Roll the next Chapter or he'll try to do it again!
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CHAPTER 10 – BLACKOUTS, SAVES AND CLUES
"Are you sure this will work!?"
"Yes. Remember, with my unmatched speed there's almost nothing that I can't solve. Now, do you see a spot fitting for our preparation?"
It was surprising on how fast that teacher had developed a plan…he roughly needed 10 seconds and a very short description of the students' locations to get ready. 'I just hope he knows what he's doing!'
"Y-Yes…just to my left."
"Perfect; now: Give the cloth bag to Taro and step away from him before my students get too close. Meanwhile, let Riley and Samantha do exactly as we told. And remember to keep it natural!"
"Right. Sam, Riley: Your act."
"Got it!" / "You so owe me for this." Whilst sweating bullets in our previous location, Taro took the bag with both of his hands as the other two split up into the individual directions.
Our original idea consisted of getting out of here unspotted. Yet, that went out of the window after realizing just how all of class members (excluding Ritsu) were present. So, to ensure our chances of escape, we needed a distraction first.
And honestly, these two were our best bet at the moment. I'd be too nervous to speak calmly and nobody would take Taro seriously; they'd just stare at his cuteness and that's that.
"Hello there! It's so sweet that we meet again~!" Okay, Riley is going for the first half now. And Samantha…
"Jo, aren't you four friends with Nagisa? I think we haven't even introduced ourselves."
She also filled in her role. Good, I only needed to watch the clock on the wall and wait until a full minute passes before our plan could come into play.
'Alright, she's doing her job as well. Keep for show rolling for one more minute!'
"That's true. I don't think we're already acquainted personally, right?" Desmond Riley was currently playing his first part of their plan. Honestly, it bugged him to know that his best friend dragged him into another catastrophe like this. Though, the blonde couldn't be mad at him for long…it wasn't his fault anyways.
So, being the charming figure of their school, he decided to buy him the required time by sweet-talking the students into his charms.
"Oh, hey Riley! I-I didn't expect you to be here!"
"Ah, Nagisa~! So this was the class you told me about? You seem like a nice bunch, if I'd say to myself."
The short male walked in front of his group while they all stared with varying degrees of interest (or realization in some cases). Nagisa nodded, turning around to see his friend's opinion about his 'intended' request.
"Yeah. W-Would you like to introduce each other?" A chorus of agreement rang behind the petite boy, signalizing Riley his time to shine.
'This will surely take over a minute! Now, do your part Markus! Taro!'
"And what makes you think that we're interested in you?"
"Sheesh, woke up on the wrong side of life today, huh?"
Martha Simmons wasn't one to talk around the bushes. If there was something that bugged her, she'd outright say it. However, it was painfully obvious that neither the daydreamer nor the midget were suitable candidates for the quartet of scary students next to the entrance.
Riley could have been a choice, yet he volunteered on taking the backside, leaving the Goth of their group with a single option left. And the moron before her wasn't doing her nerves any favors.
'Mark seriously owes me for this…'
"WHAT did you say, girly!?"
*SLAP*
"OI! What was THAT for, Hazama!?"
"For not only raising your voice like a buffoon but also for interrupting the sobbing of these scared kids." Samantha didn't realize that the only other girl close to her did her that favor, yet the sudden change in positions and the burning-red hand mark on that guy's face was worth it.
'Well…that's one way to solve things.'
"Excuse that idiot next to me; he's usually so loud that not even the vultures would circle above him…" Putting a hand before her presence without lowering the novel in the other one, she stared with those piercing eyes at her. 'Or even through me?'
"Kirara Hazama. New student from the 'OSTP' and 'friends' with Nagisa Shiota. Yours?"
'A bit…okay, actually a lot on the mysterious side but blunt like I prefer it.'
"The name's Martha Simmons. Though, call me Samantha and I think we're going to get along just fine."
"What do you think about novels?"
"Meh, not a lot of worthy titles. Although, 'The Count of Monte Cristo' was a good one."
"…I agree, we should get along rather well~."
The 3 groans behind the Goth's back were worth it for her.
'49, 50, 51…come on, come on!' Every second felt nerve-wrecking whilst I watched passively onto the clock's metallic hand. 'Just a bit more! 58, 59…60!'
Usually when other people would think about a guy waiting for time to pass until 15:23, they'd simply shrug it off as normal. However, would they have considered something unusual to happen, then they'd have taken my presence a bit more serious.
Luckily, no one noticed me smiling relieved as the world around us suddenly turned dark.
"What the!? What happened!?"
"Why's everything so dark all of a sudden!?"
"Did the mall have a blackout!?"
'Now for your part, Taro...' Of course, my vision was also affected by the sudden change in lighting. Luckily, we had our gaming freak with us who relentlessly stared at the exit and thus wasn't even slightly effected by Korosensei's sabotaging.
Since we were so close to getting through with this, let me tell you our full plan. We only had to eliminate the risk of 3-E finding the 'Assassination Classroom' manga in that damned bag. Only Fuwa was aware of its existence (who was currently distracted by 2 things at once), so we decided to just smuggle the damn thing out before anyone could have noticed.
That's where Korosensei's speed and Taro's 'specialized' vision came into play: We couldn't risk him getting caught on tape somewhere, so we went for the next best thing that could have helped us…
Literally causing a blackout by fiddling around with one of the mall's many fuse boxes. Specifically one located on the roof; not a single security camera included!
Now, then we combined that already unexpected scenario with additional distraction to eliminate any chance of them noticing me or 'Shota'. Can you already guess who's doing that part?
"Everyone! Please calm down! Just listen to my voice and stay calm!" Prince charming…
"Before any of you panic: SHUT IT AND DON'T START RUNNING!" And Miss Goth were the insurance for any other scenarios including the student's turning attention.
Okay, I get it. I'm explaining a lot of technical nonsense to you without getting to the juicy part, huh? Fine. The whole idea behind all of that last-second plotting is getting Taro to sneak past the 3-E quartet and hide that manga either in my home or someplace where no one would even dare looking.
And no, I'm not talking about the trash can. I paid good money for that thing!
'I can't feel another presence close to my legs. That means he's already sneaking his way out! GO TARO!' We didn't have a lot of time to complete this. The emergency fuse would kick in soon (according to the octopus), thus speed was of the essence.
I seriously didn't know how this could go-
"AHH!" *Thud* "UFF!"
…What was that?
"Hey, did someone just trip? Is that person fine?"
He did make it out of here, right?
*PING*
"Ladies and gentlemen! We're glad to announce that our lighting failure is about to be fixed by the mall's staff! The lights will resume their working condition now~!"
…
I seriously hoped that this was a hoax. Since the bright light began blinding me again, I couldn't actually witness the result of our 'master' plan.
"Are you alright?"
"Y-Yeah, just tripped on- AH!"
'WHAT THE-!?'
…
So…guess I didn't include a few factors in my plan, huh?
First off: I miraculously failed to spot the little 'Wet Floor' sign resting on the left side of the hallway. It wasn't actually properly put up like it was supposed to be. No, some dimwit tried to get his shopping cart across a narrow part and actually placed it aside...
Then we got Dwayne Taro, the guy that was supposed to be the spearhead of our operation…laying on the floor, sprawled out limbs and a look of utter shock crossing his features. The bag of…questionable value nowhere to be seen.
Oh, and Itona Horibe stood before his tripped form with- 'WHY DOES HE HAVE OUR BAG!?'
I didn't know if the fact that it was empty really counted anymore. Instead, its contents were thrown…or rather scattered all around the duo. Even with my shock still there, I needed to help him out. FAST.
"Taro! Are you ok!?" Maybe it didn't help our cause if I just attracted the attention of all 3-E members around us... 'Screw that! If I don't get this thing out then we'll put Korosensei AND MYSELF at stake!'
"Wait, let me help." NO! NOW ITONA'S ALSO PICKING THEM UP! HE EVEN LOOKS AT THE COVERS! COMMENCE DISTRACTION!
"H-HOLD ON! I-I'll do it! Don't worry! Let me just have my bag back, please?"
"It's nothing for me. I want to prove being the s- …being helpful anyways, so just let me take care of this mess." 'HE'S STILL GOING ON ABOUT BEING THE STRONGEST!? OH GIVE ME A BREAK!'
I didn't even notice it but my friends seemed to have picked up on my tense…or rather 'breakdown'-like fear, so they actually ran from their positions. Riley and I quickly decided to take one side whilst Taro and Sam quickly got rid of other ones. Even then, the previous 'killer' got his hands on a lot of them due to his unhuman speed. 'The one time I actually feel like Korosensei's training isn't playing in my favor.'
To put it lightly, I skimmed over every manga cover that I could get my hands on. None of the few ones was the dreaded copy. Frustration rose, seeing as none of my friends actually got it as well.
'T-That could o-only mean…'
I dreaded to look at the close teenager between my friends. He was standing there, perfectly frozen with his eyes tilted down in a way that denied me any possibility to see which emotion was there. Though, at this point I was literally done with everything. I mean: Getting thrown under the bus 3 times in less than half an hour sufficed to let everyone enter the mode of not caring about anything.
So, I just recklessly spoke with him.
"Are you alright there? Something interesting caught your sight?"
The tension around us only increased when my friends started to sweat due to anxiety. Even Samantha was paling slightly! Yet I heeded them no mind as I just wanted a response from the short student.
"…"
"…Hello?"
"…It's fine. I apologize for not responding at first. Here." The cloth bag that was thrown at me got almost dropped due to Itona's suddenness. Luckily it bounced off my chest where I could finally grab it. Judging from the look of the regular dressed kid, he was curious…and not shocked?
'Alright, that doesn't make sense anymore!' I practically ripped that thing open to see if this cursed thing was still in there…only to find nothing but the other ones.
…
What.
"Markus! It's getting late! We won't catch the bus for you to get home, remember?"
"Huh?" A hand clasped around my shoulder rather roughly, that being the work of Sam who (still nervously) started pulling me away under a façade of annoyance. She had already dumped the other manga inside the bag beforehand while the other two boys were right behind us.
I heard Riley talking to the surprise guest of this event. 'Just like he always does.'
"We'd like to thank you for helping us out, although you weren't obligated to do so…"
"It was nothing difficult for me. See it as a way of thanking you for helping our friend."
"Alright- Oh my! We didn't even properly introduce each other! Desmond Riley, at your service~!"
"Itona Horibe. New student and part of class 3-E. You were in a hurry, so until next time."
"Right, thank you again Itona. Farewell~!" The hurried steps of our group's tall blonde rang behind me as I finally found the willpower to look behind me. There they all stood; the fictional characters of my favorite anime who are looking for the one person I'm trying to hide.
Even the quartet standing close to the entrance was so confused by the sudden events that they simply ignored our quickened pace, which finally allowed us to move outta here.
To be fair, if Korosensei hadn't appeared last Saturday in my room I'd have never believed them to be the real deal. It was…so sudden. All of this felt so weird…
'I really need a break from this. Preferably in the internet, with my gaming friends and a few headshots in between.'
Finally, after all of this agonizing chaos, fresh wind and rays of the sun crossed my face as we exited the mall in one piece, letting me calm down from all that adrenaline. My friends weren't fairing any better currently…
"I'll just go home, sleep and wish my life to already be over at this point." Samantha didn't show any signs of exhaustion or strain, yet her expression clearly told me of her being mentally done.
"Can someone…" *Yawn* "…carry me home?" Like his actual size, Taro tried to propel himself against Riley's legs. His eyes started to close rapidly and his stature seemed almost sluggish.
And Riley…
"Hmm? What are you all so tired for? That was an exciting day, wasn't it~?"
"…" / "…" / "…"
"G-Guys?"
"…I'm too tired to even attempt hitting you. So consider yourself lucky…"
"She's right. I'd probably maim you for that statement." / "I want to go hoommmeee…"
"Did someone order a lift~?"
Wait, who just- oh, yeah.
Being actually grateful for her sudden presence, I couldn't help but already relax as the familiar white sedan of my mother pulled up next to us. The window was lowered when she came to a stop, her phone in one hand where 'Guest' was shown on its screen.
"Mom? Aren't you supposed to either drive or chat? Not both?"
A lazy eye roll combined with a smirk was her semi-serious response as the unlocked the doors to let us get into our spots (with me taking the passenger seat) whilst finally driving home. Realizing that nobody was at risk anymore, I finally asked her.
"Not to say that we're ungrateful for your arrival. But…"
"How I arrived here? You can thank Korosensei for that one. He called me right after my shift was over and I got here by driving above the speed limit."
"But…won't you get a ticket for that?"
"Ha! Not really!" She just chuckled even while staring at the filled road before us. "The police around this part are even lazier than you kids in school these days~. So there's nothing to worry about."
"Can't disagree with that statement, Miss Halyard." At least Samantha was respectful enough to refer my mom like this.
"Oh, how many have I told you already? Just 'Darcy' is fine! I feel like our grandma if I get called like this!" All of us had to chuckle after that. It was the one line she always used when someone close to us tried to be polite.
"By the way, Korosensei's at home with it. Care to explain what exactly he meant?"
"…I'll tell you later, alright?"
For now, I hoped for Friday to be around soon. I needed the weekend to build off my tension.
…
Wait, I forgot the homework! 'That meant another lesson with Korosensei! Please not today!'
"Kaede."
"Hm, oh hey Itona~! That was so nice of you to help them before!"
"…"
"You actually…wanted to help him, right?"
"…It was only obligatory. Now, you felt it as well, didn't you?"
"Huh? What did I feel?"
"There was more than just that blackout…even with the sudden brightness; I could feel something passing by me…"
"…!? Y-You don't actually mean-!?"
"I'm sure of it. Korosensei…he was there. But why?"
"No clue. Although I hope that we'll soon get a chance."
"We all do. And when it's time…we'll finally kill him."
…
(To be continued…)
(Fire Me): I'M BACK! After dealing with a lot of business involving school, my teeth and a lot of other projects I have returned to give you the Chapter(s) that you've been waiting for! Though, I'd like to keep these notes short and-
Adrianne: *Out of nowhere* "'BATTLE SCENARIO'!"
GAH! AT LEAST GIVE ME A WARNING NEXT TIME!
Adrianne: *Ignores Fire* "Everyone who wants to partake, this is your challenge: Just like Markus and his friends, you'll be stuck in a side hallway between two groups of students you want to avoid at all costs; one of them blocking the exit for an unknown amount of time. The goal is to not get spotted, leave the mall and bring a copy of the 'AC' manga with you just like them. "
*Puts fingers up* "Additionally, there are a bunch of stores to your left and right, filled with lots of wares. However, they're only zoned by glass panels so hiding inside of them is not an option. Plus, risking to leave the bag somewhere would also be a bad option since any of them could find the thing by simply looking, much more recognize it when considering Fuwa."
*Grins* "You get a joker, to your salvation. You can let Korosensei do one thing outside of the mall that doesn't attract the attention of 3-E's students directly at him. Other than that, good luck and happy survival. I look forward to reading your ideas~."
I…guess these are our ending notes. Though, I'm curious on what you can come up with! Good luck and until next time!
The Sir's out!