"Is that goldfish actually alive?"

Of course, Terasaka knew that the goldfish was alive and well- he hadn't spend most of his adult life working with one of his best friends who'd happened to have a lot of children to not know something like that- but this goldfish was particularly unsettling because rather than swimming around and occasionally going 'glub' like most goldfish did before dying and floating at the top of the bowl, this one just seemed to sit in the water, perfectly happy to watch him while enclosed in the fishbowl held by its owner, a six year old girl who was currently incredibly offended by his insinuation.

"Don't be silly! Aoi isn't dead, Terry! He's just watching you. He wants to fix motorbikes too when he grows up." Kiyono Yoshida announced, fixing him with a very annoyed gaze. And though he was used to things like this too, he could not help but sweat-drop. Still, 'least she's not calling me 'Terabaka' like that goddamn Karma still insists on calling me.

"Right…."

"Yo, Terasaka, Taisei! Any of you in there?" Maehara's voice distracted Terasaka from the need to think of something more useful to say. Kiyono's odd eyes registered surprise as she gave him an odd look.

"Yeah, I'm in here! "

Maehara appeared almost immediately, with four middle schoolers behind him. One was a boy with a somewhat tousled afro and bright blue eyes, while the other three were girls- two of them were tiny, one of them made even more so by the stripy red-and-orange scarf she had looped around her neck while the other girl was of average height with brown hair and eyes, and a stoic air about her that oddly made him think of Megu, even though this kid looked nothing like her.

"Who're you?" Kiyono asked for him. Maehara laughed, and went over to the worktop to ruffle Kiyono's hair.

"Oh, these guys are just friends of mine; they need some help from Terasaka." Maehara looked down at the fish. "So, how's your little fish?"

"Aoi's watching Terry to learn from him." Kiyono informed him. Maehara grinned at her again.

"Good to know." He moved back to stand next to the four middle schoolers, and that was when Terasaka noticed that they were wearing Kunugigaoka's Junior High uniform. He eased back from his work and frowned at them. He might have been a lout, but, contrary to most assumptions, he was not stupid.

"These kids are Kurahashi's kid's classmates, aren't they?" he asked eventually.

"Yes, that's right." The Megu-like girl answered. Then, she pointed to herself. "I'm one of the class representatives, Eriko Fujisaki. Those three are some of my classmates- Reimiya Kuroyama-san, Hana Aoshima-san and Koujiro Tobe-san."

She pointed first to the girl with the scarf, then the other tiny girl and finished up with the boy as she said these names, indicating who was who quite neatly. Terasaka was also starting to remember other things, such as stuff Isogai had emailed around to all of them who had been in that class. He had not paid any more attention to this than he had any of the other things that Isogai sent (and no matter what anyone said, he did pay attention), but now he was starting to remember.

"So?" he asked. "Whatcha all want, huh?" he wiped his brow a little. Kiyono was silent as she swung her little legs and looked at them. The fish was as unsettlingly calm as usual. No doubt its watching them, too, for some other reason that fishes don't even need. Pah.

"We were wondering if you or Yoshida-san would be willing to help us out with our school festival." Eriko said.

"Your school festival?!" This, he was not expecting. "What are you even doing that would require me?"

"A museum." Hana stated. "A museum designed, about, relating to and supported by current 3E members-us- and former ones too. Like you, Terasaka-san. "

"And…."

"Come now, Terasaka. " Maehara grinned. "You remember what we did for our school festival."

"We did a ramen stall. Muramatsu had a field day with it. So?"

"No, no, try again. What did you and Taisei do specifically?"

Terasaka gave Maehara a dirty look, but he had already been thinking about the times of 30 years ago, so it was hardly a task for him.

"….no, wait, what? Why do we both need to be one of your dogsbodies?! Again!"

"You were both members of 3E, though." Hana said.

"But still, you can't just come and- Maehara! Why the hell-?!"

"W-we don't necessarily mean both of you." Reimiya piped up before he could remonstrate with Maehara. She looked a little timid as she looked him in the eye- she had weird eyes, not as odd as Kiyono's (which had had Taisei and Sumire worried when she was born), but distinctive anyway- and it reminded him a little of what Manami had been like back then, near the beginning.

"I-I mean, we know you both have a business to run and all. But, if one of you c-could lend us your help, we'd be grateful!"

"Yeah, what Reimiya-Chan said!" Koujiro cheerily said, stepping forward. "I'll take up the slack of the other person. I'm pretty strong too."

"I can tell…." Terasaka muttered. He brooded for a moment. Then, he heard someone coming towards the entrance that came from the house. Taisei appeared.

"Kiyono! There you are! The others are having tea, go and join them. Your mum's been looking for you!"

"Daddy, I'm watching Terry argue with Mae and the strangers." Kiyono stated, not bothering to make a move.

"We're not arguing." Terasaka huffed, aware that his protest made it sound as if they had been, which just annoyed him all the more. Taisei ignored him, and turned and registered Maehara and the four middle schoolers. He raised a curious eyebrow.

"Yo, Maehara. Didn't expect you to be here. And who are these guys?"

Eriko introduced the four of them once again, and then Maehara quickly summarised the situation. Taisei frowned and nodded, then frowned again, and then looked at Terasaka.

"I could go." He suggested.

"Ahem, what?"

"Yeah, sure, I could help them. It's just three days after all. You could run things, right? I'm sure Totsuka and Matsuda-kun could pitch in more for that. I'll call in Totsuka for those days, let him take holiday at another time to make up for it."

"Yeah, I suppose so…." Terasaka grudgingly conceded. "Aren't you worried about what Sumire' ll say?"

"Nah, she'll be fine with it once she knows what it's for." He turned to look at Kiyono, still sitting on the worktop. "Kiyono, I told you to go."

"Aww." Kiyono looked down at the ground, and apparently realised that she could not get down without putting the fishbowl to a side. She pouted at this, and Taisei ran a hand through his dreadlocks.

"Here, I'll help you kid. Kiyono-Chan, was it?" Koujiro took the lead, picking up Kiyono and plonking her down neatly, somehow managing to prevent the fish from flying out. He ruffled her hair, then steered her to the door leading to the house and she went off none too happily, but she went all the same.

"Aoi's offended now, Daddy." Was her parting shot just before she was completely out of earshot.

"Ah…I'm sorry about that." Taisei wearily apologised. Maehara laughed.

"It's fine, it's fine. Knows her own mind doesn't she, that one?"

"Yeah, she does. So, anyway, sure, I'll help. You'll probably want the carts, right? For reasons I don't even know, I might even still have them somewhere around. We'd probably need to rebuild them all though. Terasaka, you're definitely helping with that."

"Tch, don't just randomly sign me up for things!" I will though, so yeah.

"Thank you!" Reimiya exclaimed. Hana beamed and Koujiro grinned as he came back to stand with them.

"This really is a big help. " Eriko said more sedately.

"Yeah, sure, no probs. Hinano's kid's in your class, right? And all this was his idea- the project, I mean." Taisei asked.

"Mhm." Eriko said.

"But Hana here came up with the specific museum idea." Maehara proclaimed proudly. This made Terasaka take a closer look at her. A daydreamer, this one.

"Cool." Taisei nodded. "So then, I can just give you a bell to make arrangements about when to come up and stuff, right?"

"That would be best, but take my number too, just in case." Eriko handed Taisei a scrap of paper, which went into one of his many pockets. He sighed a moment, his gaze drifting over to where Kiyono had been sitting, and then fixed Maehara with a look.

"Do you think you could stay back a while? There's something I've been meaning to ask you about…relating to Kiyono actually, and that fish of hers."

"She got it during the summer festival, right? Its name's Aoi if I reca-oh. Oh, right." Maehara let out a long breath.

"Yeah. Sumire and I didn't pay much attention when she talked about how she got the fish, but since she named it 'Aoi' and keeps on mentioning it…"

"I've got to drive these kids back though." Maehara gestured to Eriko, Reimiya, Hana and Koujiro. All four of them now looked confused at the sudden turn in conversation. I don't blame them….I don't even understand that damn squirt, spiriting himself away like that….as if one of us dead and the other locked up wasn't bad enough…..truth be told, I want to know what's going on there too. It doesn't take a freaking genius to guess who Kiyono's 'Mister Blue Person' is based on the context and blah.

"Perhaps you could drop us back at the bottom of the campus instead?" Hana tipped her head as she suggested this.

"It wouldn't be t-too much trouble for us to go from there!" Reimiya agreed. Maehara pursed his lips and regarded his charges.

"Are you sure, guys?"

"Yes." Eriko decided for all of them. Maehara nodded slowly, and then turned back to him.

"To be honest, there's not that much the three of us know in comparison, but if I come back after dropping these guys off to talk about it, will that be okay?"

"Sure." Taisei nodded gratefully. "I'll tell Sumire, she'll want you to stay for dinner."

"Ah, well, I-"

"You know she'll insist."

This made both Maehara and Terasaka laugh, for they both knew this to be true.

"In which case," Maehara grinned. "I won't refuse."

Though Tada had only been to Matsuraiken a few scattered times before, it felt incredibly comfortable entering the small restaurant with Hirigi, Haru and Akira.

"Oh! I might or might not have come here a couple of times before, with my uncle. But I was really, really little, so I don't know." Haru exclaimed.

"Same here. With my parents and sister. But I wasn't quite so little the last time I came." Tada replied wistfully. He looked around at the different patrons sitting and eating, or waiting for their orders while either looking through their phones, reading something or talking to whoever was with them. Some were sat up at the bar, but it wasn't crowded enough to prevent them from going right up to it, so they did so, Tada leading the way.

"Takuya-san!" he called. Muramatsu was currently handing a bowl of ramen to someone at the bar, but turned at his voice. His face scrunched up momentarily, small eyes studying him, but then he blinked and broke out into a smile.

"Tada! It's been a while since I last saw you in here. Of course, you were with your mum that time…..how are you holding up? You and your sister?"

Tada just shrugged awkwardly. Muramatsu smiled again, this time a little strained, and then gestured to the bar.

"Do you want anything to eat, or drink, perhaps? Itona, you're near the menus, grab them one."

"I don't work for you, Muramatsu. Even if your ramen is better than your old man's." The slightly petulant voice said. It belonged to a man in a suit who, rather unusually, had a bandanna around his shocking white hair. Tada recognised him, another of his mother's friends. He had met him a handful of times, the most recent that he could recall being around five years ago when Isogai had made their 3E reunion include children and spouses, and so Itona was not one of his mother's friends that he was especially close to in the way that he was with Kou's parents (for example). Still, I don't think the distinctions matter.

"It's okay, Itona-san." Tada cheerfully said. "I'll come over there. You guys, sit down, okay?"

"Are you not going to ask about the festival then?" Hirigi asked.

"Of course I am. But we may as well eat something, given we delayed a little in getting here."

"It's okay, Kazuma-kun, I don't mind paying for you if that's the issue." Haru warmly offered. Hirigi blushed a little.

"That's not…."

Tada laughed to himself as he went over to grab a couple of menu cards. Itona regarded him curiously with his unusually wide yellow-orange eyes, propping his chin on his hand to regard him.

"You've been pretty busy, haven't you?"

"Uhm, yeah, I guess so. Do you know about it then?"

"With the company I keep here, I can't not know about it. " Itona gestured to the general area that Muramatsu occupied before he sampled the bowl of ramen in front of him.

"Still, it makes sense perfect sense for you to try and get rid of the system." He added a moment later, shrugging. "Don't know why we ourselves didn't manage to do it, the way our class was."

"Uh…."

"Your friends are waiting." Itona said apathetically, absently putting another bit of food in his mouth. Tada blinked, and then smiled at him.

"Yeah, guess you're right about that. See you later."

"Took you long enough." Hirigi said, teasing. Tada sweatdropped as he sat down and passed the menu cards down.

"Was I that long?" he asked. "I mean, seriously? It was just a short conversation!"

Well, if it could be called that. I wonder if he's related to Shiki-sempai…..

"He's just teasing." Akira bluntly stated. "But we've already asked about the museum."

"You did? I should have been the one to…"

"It doesn't matter, Tada-kun!" Haru interjected cheerfully. "It was just the basic request and explanation, and he said yes."

"Oh, alright then." Tada looked down at the menu card. "Well, I guess we could order something and then I'll ask him how we'll do things."

They consulted the menu for a while, and then when Muramatsu came back to the front, he made a beeline straight to them and took their orders before going to attend to someone else. Until their food arrived, Tada, Akira, Hirigi and Haru chatted a while until a young dark-blue haired woman came with their food. Tada didn't recognise her, but then she smiled a smile that was exactly the same as Muramatsu's, and he remembered.

"Oh hey, Taeko-san!"

"Yo back at you." She said. "I hear you're doing a museum thing for your festival and you asked for Dad's help. "

"Yeah, for the recipe and tips about the acorn ramen that his class did for their festival."

"Oh gosh, the acorn ramen." Taeko rolled her eyes conspiratorially. "He's so ridiculously proud of that. You know he has the restaurant review that Yuuji Norita did printed out and stuck on the wall in our kitchen?"

"You know Yuuji Norita?" Akira's eyes regarded Taeko and Tada with interest.

"Nah, nothing like that." Taeko shrugged. "My dad doesn't even know him properly. But apparently he knew some girl in the class and he came in pursuit of them and ended up trying the food and liking it enough to review it on his site and made the crowds come flocking."

"I see." Akira's eyes flickered and she concentrated on her food. A smile ghosted around her lips.

"Anyway, what I was going to say is that when Dad comes to talk to you about how to help, I've already told him it's fine for him to actually trek up and help you to do the actual cooking and stuff- I can handle the restaurant myself for a few days, with the other cooks and stuff. Plus, he'd enjoy it a lot, so yeah. "

"Oh, well, thanks." Tada said uncertainty. He certainly didn't want to inconvenience Muramatsu more than what could be prevented. Taeko let out a hearty chuckle, and then zipped off to collect someone else's empty bowls. The four of them continued chatting until Muramatsu came back. After a bit of back-and-forth, they negotiated that Muramatsu would give them the recipe, and come up a few days before the festival to show them where to specifically find the ingredients that they'd need. He would also come up on the first day to help them set up the cookers and make sure they knew what they were doing with everything, most likely staying the whole day just to be sure. In return, for a couple of days Haru, Hirigi and Akira would come and help in the kitchens on a voluntary basis (which, according to Muramatsu, was a win-win because then the three designated cooks would get to learn the 'way of the ramen' as well). It was an arrangement that seemed fair to Tada, and none of the others had minded at all.

Muramatsu managed to find the recipe surprisingly quickly, and handed it to Haru, whom they'd all agreed beforehand would be in charge of making (or arranging, where applicable) the food for the festival. When they finished their food, Tada called over Muramatsu to pay for the food, but to his surprise, they were turned down.

"This time around, it's on the house. For Kurahashi. And the fact you're finally doing something about 3E." Muramatsu said as he handed Tada the pile of notes. Recognising his mother's maiden name, all he could do for a moment was stare down at his hands, but then he looked up.

"I…uh…thank you." He stuttered. Muramatsu nodded, then went off to respond to a customer query-business as usual, naturally.

"Here, I'll split it back up." Akira took the money from his hands. "Then we can go."

"Ah, thank you!" Tada blinked sleepily. Though Akira had to recount a couple of times, she managed to get the right amount of money given out correctly, and once everyone was ready, and once Tada had called out a goodbye to Itona, they left.

It was a strike of luck for Isogai when the person he was looking for was the one who answered the door of the orphanage when he came calling. Or perhaps not, for he would have managed to reach him anyway, but it was still helpful. I have no idea what I'm even on about….

"Suzuki-kun, hello."

Dark brown eyes stared down at him from a towering height.

"Isogai-san, it's rare to see you at this time."

"Yes, I know. I try not to disrupt mealtimes, but I'm not actually here to see any of the children. I wanted to talk to you?"

"Me?" Suzuki's eyes widened for a moment, then he remembered himself and opened the door wider. "Regardless, come in."

Isogai did so, and just as Suzuki stepped behind him to lock the door, a small gaggle of kids aged around 9 or 10 years old came clattering down the stairs, ready to leave. Suzuki turned and looked at them.

"Ah, are you going now?" he asked them kindly once they were all downstairs, reopening the door wide. One of them, a sweet looking green eyed boy, nodded, but it was a little girl with plum coloured hair in a high ponytail who answered him.

"Yes, we are, Suzuki-san. Suzume-Chan fell asleep. And we need to go home anyway."

"That sounds about right. If Suzume's better tomorrow she'll be coming into school, otherwise you're welcome to visit again after school."

"Thank you!" one of the other boys said. "See you later!"

The children all greeted Isogai despite clearly having no idea who he was, and Isogai beamed happily at them and greeted them in return as they clattered their way out. Suzuki stood on the doorstep and waved as they disappeared, then once they had gone finally shut the door and latched it. Isogai watched the calm and easy manner Suzuki had, and found himself reflecting on the past. I'm proud of how he's managed to make something good out of his life. It's somehow hard to believe how much he has changed.

"I cooked all the meals today, so Murakami's keeping an eye on them over dinner and Kogami is currently putting the babes to sleep." Suzuki explained, referring to the under-sevens currently inhabiting the orphanage. "And Kitamura and Sakakibara are milling around with other things, but I'll be dealing with the rest of the bedtimes, but until then I'm free so perhaps we could just go to the front office and talk."

Isogai nodded.

"Sure. But I think I'd like to go up and see Suzume-Chan. Is she ill?" he definitely hadn't planned or scheduled to see any child in this particular orphanage today, but given the circumstances just a quick check in would probably be appropriate, he thought.

"It's just a cold, but bad enough that we decided it was best to keep her back home today. Those were some of her classmates who just left. They came to see how she was, which was nice. I think it cheered her up a lot. "

"That is nice. Yeah, I'll just pop up a moment." He knew that the other kids had said she was asleep, but she was one of his cases, so he wanted to check. Suzuki knew this, for he nodded calmly.

"Well then, you know where the front office is, so meet me there afterwards."

Isogai nodded, then took to the stairs and went up to where he knew Suzume's room was, grinning at the colourful sign she'd pasted to the front of the door. She had made it a couple of years ago, when he had first been assigned to her, and it was still as bright and as pretty as before. The door itself was partially open, so he carefully poked his head around it and regarded Suzume, who was indeed fast asleep, limbs flung out carelessly under the quilt- exactly like Hoshiko used to-toys strategically arranged around her pillow, one fat teddy bear tucked under her arm. Her thick pale pink hair was fanned out underneath her, and though in the dim light of the evening he could just make out her flushed cheeks, there was a peaceful expression on her face. So, satisfied that the child was okay, he withdrew and headed down to Suzuki.

Suzuki was sitting down in front of the computer on one desk, dealing with some admin or other. Sakakibara, one of the other orphanage workers, was doing something similar at the other, no doubt taking advantage of it being dinner time to do so. When she noticed Isogai, Sakakibara smiled at him before returning straight to what she was doing. Isogai grabbed a spare chair and pulled it up to the desk Suzuki was sitting at. It took Suzuki a few moments, but once he had finished typing a sentenced, he wiped his brow and turned to look at Isogai.

"So, you wanted to ask me about something." Suzuki said. "What is it? Are you thinking of taking on another set of children from here? Don't you have enough to open your own orphanage yourself?"

Isogai laughed and shook his head.

"Our home's only a little like that because Mari and I decided to take in sibling groups. But actually, I wanted to ask you for some help regarding this year's 3E?"

"Huh?" Suzuki's look was blank for a moment, then was incredulous. "You're still doing that? It's been like….20 years? Yeah, 20 years since I was in that school and that dumping yard of a class. That's crazy. Are you really still secretly mentoring 3E students?"

"Yup." Isogai nodded. "Still doing what I can, with Hiroto and Megu too."

"And….you need my help? Why?" Suzuki asked. It's a fair question.

"Well, not me as such, but my class. It's a long shot, but have you heard of anything called 'Ending the End Class'?"

Suzuki frowned again, at the English this time, and began to shake his head when he paused and tipped his head to the side.

"I think….Masaaki came by a few months back-came to visit Yuuri and Sachi. Had a reading week or something from university…I think he mentioned something about it, said he thought it would interest me because he knew I'd been to Kunugigaoka, but I haven't really looked at it. I don't think it could be real though, because well, why would that be allowed? It's probably just a prank. Dunno why Masaaki thought it'd be worth seeing."

Suzuki huffed, a hint of his old belligerence evident in the gesture, but then he caught Isogai's surprised gaze and contemplated him seriously, if he was a bit baffled.

"What? What's wrong, Isogai-san?"

"Of all the responses I'd thought I get I didn't think that would be one of them…." Isogai laughed awkwardly. Part of him wondered what Tada and the others would make of such a reaction, if they had been the ones to approach Suzuki first. They'd be pretty upset, huh?

"I don't get it…Oh shi-yikes!" Suzuki self-censored at the last moment. "Is it real, then? Not a main campus prank? The 3E of this year are actually trying to end the school system?"

"Yes, they really are. And it was all their idea too."

"Well then. Still, that doesn't explain why they'd need me."

"Well, not you specifically, Suzuki-kun. Well, both you specifically and not specifically. Here, let me show you something that'll make it a bit clearer."

Isogai took out one of the handout leaflets that asked for former 3E members to apply to the museum they were holding, and then handed it to Suzuki, once again admiring the design of it as he did so. It's the past meeting the present and working together, and it is so very, very beautiful.

Suzuki took the leaflet, smoothing it out on the table and studying it. As he did so, he ran his hand through his black hair many times, not improving the state of it at all. Eventually, after continual frowns and a little umming and aahing, he looked up.

"Does Yari know about this?"

It was a question both expected and unexpected, and Isogai was floored a moment. Immediately, he thought of Yari Fukui as she had been 20 years ago, frail, newly orphaned, barely out of hospital and sent to 3E essentially because of what she had been through. There was a silence, a long, long one, and Isogai knew that Suzuki thought of the same thing, for Yari and her little sister Nagi had entered the same orphanage they now sat in, the same one Suzuki had lived in for most of his childhood at that time, and because she had become his classmate too, he had started to look over her and Nagi, but mostly Yari. And Isogai strongly suspected that so much of Suzuki's eventual calming down as the year had gradually ended had eventually being because of him always worrying about Yari's welfare. Not that he'd ever admit the extent to which this was.

"I haven't asked her about it, nor do I think she's reached out to the current 3E herself yet. But, I did give Ema a heads up about this, and then she went and contacted 3E herself, so I'd imagine that Yari would know about it soon enough."

"Yeah. Yeah. That's good." Suzuki nodded. "I'll probably give her a call at some point soon. I haven't done so directly for a while. Mostly it's just Uchida who becomes our go-between. Fair enough on Yari's side, but….."

Suzuki let out a huge sigh, and then shrugged.

"So, anyway. This. I guess since this pertains to me having once been in 3E, I'll need to gather things relating to that."

"Just a photo of you then, and one now. If you have any?"

"Well, I might…." Suzuki shrugged again. "And they'll want to know about what I do here and how I ended up deciding to work here, I'm assuming. Are they trying to make me out to be a hero?"

"They're trying to prove that 3E is not the 'End' as it were. So by that logic, yes."

"Well then. Tell your current 3E kids I'll join them. But I don't know if and when I'll be able to come see them in person, let alone find the things they'll probably want to put up in the museum. And tell them about Yari."

"I will." Isogai stifled a chuckle at Suzuki's insistence. "Actually, one of your other classmates from that time has joined the 3E museum, as it were. Remember Oshiro-kun?"

"Uh…I guess?"

Isogai didn't press it.

"Well, I'll probably come back around another time with one of the 3E students, try to catch you at a better time, so that they can do some sort of interview. Or once I've told them about you, you can just email. Either way, if it makes things better for you, once you've gathered suitable photos, I'll collect them when I come to visit one of the children I'm overseeing."

Isogai stood up, and Suzuki did too. As they shook hands, they could hear the children come out of the dining room and start to stream up the stairs. There was the usual chattering, giggling and the sounds of a couple of spats, at which Suzuki sighed.

"I'd better go and see what's happening there." Suzuki said. "I doubt I'll get up there, but I'll make sure I do my bit for this."

"That's brilliant. I'll let myself out. "

"Ah, no, it's alright, I'll let you out, Isogai-san." Sakakibara unexpectedly piped up, standing and crossing the room. Both men nodded at her, and they left the office, Suzuki heading straight to solve the dispute between two 11 year old boys and Sakakibara and Isogai going to the door.

"Isogai-san?"

Just as Sakakibara unlocked the door, Suzuki's voice halted them. Isogai turned to watch him as he looked up from in the middle of gently but firmly restraining a young boy while a little girl tugged anxiously at his sleeve. Other children streamed around them, but Suzuki held Isogai's eyes for a moment before saying what he wanted to say.

"Thank you. For giving me a chance."


Supplementary OCs introduced this chapter:

Sonosuke Suzuki (Belongs to: 3-E Student)

I had a feeling that some of you would appreciate some cameos of Terasaka, Yoshida, Muramatsu and Itona =D. I had a lot of fun with Terasaka's in particular (can you tell, lol?) but Itona was pretty interesting to write too...though, he's kind of a difficult character to get a bead on in the first place, and this is a thirty-years-later version, so...still, I like him a lot anyway, partially because in the anime he is voiced by Megumi Ogata, and she is a great voice actor. Speaking of which, as a matter of curiosity, if you were to give any of the characters in this story a voice actor, who would you cast as which characters? I have been thinking of this lately, and what I've come up with so far is this:

-Hana: Sora Amamiya (or if the utaite F9 voice acted, then her)
-Tada: Ryouta Ohsaka (though for some reason I imagine his singing voice to be like the utaite Soraru)
-Tsukuda: Saori Hayami
-Hiro: Yuka Otsubo(she was Mahiru/Shinya Banba in Akuma no Riddle and Tami in Hanamataya)
-Yamada: Hiromi Igarashi
-Eriko: Chika Anzai
-Akira: Emiri Kato (she was Hajime in Hamatora)
-Kou: Nobuhiko Okamoto (obviously)
-Kuroba: Kaito Ishikawa (he was Tsumugu in Nagi no Asukara)
-Ruko: Maaya Uchida (again, obviously, lol)
-Asami: Mikako Komatsu
-Hasegawa: Hiroshi Kamiya
-Yukiyama: Yuki Kaji
-Jori: Eri Kitamura
-Ayako: Sarah Emi Bridcutt (she was Chika in HaruChika)
-Tomoki: Chinatsu Akasaka (she was Airi in ERASED)
-Kinomoto: Soma Saito( he was Haruta in HaruChika)
-Reimiya: Yui Horie

Admittedly, that isn't much, given the size of the cast and all, but yeah. What do you all think of that? It's really just silly and random musing on my part, but it'd be interesting to hear what you all think regarding voice actors. Of course, feel free to recast those already in the original assassination classroom, as I've done that myself anyway.

But anyway, before this author's note becomes stupidly colossal, I'll just say that, as usual, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please do leave feedback! And see you next time! :)