Remember the intense moment I talked about? And that someone was going to have a jerkass moment?
Well, after some writing and rewriting, I decided to not include it, at least not in this chapter or the one after. Truthfully, it was going to be earlier in the story, but I just couldn't fit it in, that's why this chapter took so long.
Another reason for the delay was Mrs. Isogai's illness. I kept searching for an illness that has coughing up blood as a symptom, and I was going to settle on Cystic fibrosis, but after further reading, I decided against it. So, instead, her poor health would be the result of years of malnutrition + dehydration + sleep deprivation + stress; it's the best thing I could come up with.
They had only been a few seconds into the next episode when a series of violent coughs erupted in the classroom.
"Isogai-san!"
In an instant, Mrs. Maehara was right by her friend's side, Mr. Maehara following soon after.
"Maehara-san!" Ritsu quickly appeared on the screen. "There's medicine in the teacher's staff room."
"What's going on?" Mr. Sugino asked; he and everyone else were watching the three curiously.
The Maeharas ignored them; their main concern was getting the ill woman out of the classroom.
"Is she alright?" Mrs. Kataoka asked worriedly.
"She'll be alright with the proper medication." Ritsu assured, watching as the Maehara couple lead their sickly friend out the door all while contacting Isogai to inform him of the situation.
That wasn't sufficient to prevent the murmurs whispered around. Ritsu frowned worriedly, her scans told her Mrs. Isogai had a lung infection, and she wasn't certain if medication alone would help. She briefly glanced at Mr. Takebayashi, wondering if she should ask him to examine her.
No, Isogai had told her his mother didn't like others knowing about her condition, which is why he tasked Ritsu with monitoring her 24/7, she was meant to check for any warning signs to handle any complications swiftly.
Well, look how that turned out.
Ritsu grimaced at her own mistake, she had been so focused on the episodes and the parents, she had forgotten her other crucial duty. Logic told her to ask the medical experts of the audience to help the woman, but when factoring in Mrs. Isogai's dignity, that decision seemed…difficult to take.
She could ask Isogai if that was alright to do so, but he would most likely refuse. The AI's frown deepened. 'Why is it so hard this time?'
She was designed to make quick decisions, and that had always been the case up until this very moment. She had promised to make sure Mrs. Isogai's condition remained a secret, but by asking the Takebayashis, or even the Okudas for help right here and now, she would be betraying Isogai's trust, all in the name of his mother's health. 'Is it the right choice?'
"Are you okay, Ritsu?" She heard Nagisa's father ask.
The AI looked up at her audience, who were looking at her with either worry or confusion. She took a moment and finally made her decision. 'It has to be the right choice.'
"Takebayashi-san." She turned to the doctor. "Could you please follow them and make sure Isogai-san is alright?"
The man nodded and stood up.
"Is she okay?" Mr. Sugino asked as the doctor left.
"She'll be fine." Ritsu assured. "I'll go with him should he need some assistance."
The got her confused looks.
"Um…how are you gonna do that?" Mrs. Chiba asked. "You don't have a body."
The AI smiled slightly and clarified. "I can transfer myself from one device to another."
"Okay." She said.
"In the meantime, please remain here." She said and left after everyone nodded.
"Here, drink."
Mrs. Maehara quickly handed her friend a glass of water along with the medicine.
Mrs. Isogai tried to keep her coughing under control as she meekly accepted the glass.
"What are you doing here?" Mr. Maehara asked.
The two women looked when they saw Mr. Takebayashi walk inside.
"Ritsu sent me."
"Apologies, Isogai-san."
The four adults' eyes widened at the voice.
"Down here."
Mr. Takebayashi got out his phone and gasped when he saw Ritsu on it. "How did you…?"
"I'll explain later." The AI promised. "For now, please examine her, I'll assist you with my medical applications."
The man frowned. "Medical applications?"
"Your son and I developed medical applications that work just as well as regular, medical equipment." Ritsu then disappeared and showed a number of new apps installed on his device. "CT Scans, EKG machines, Patient Monitors, anything you'll need, we have a program."
The man's brow shot up. 'Kotaro made these?'
"Some apps require plugs, which you will find in the locker."
"Alright." The doctor turned to the Maeharas. "I'll have to ask you two to leave."
The Maeharas nodded and stood outside the staff room.
"Let's go back." Mr. Maehara said.
"No! I'm staying!" The woman said. "I'm going to wait to see if she'll be fine."
Mr. Maehara sighed and nodded. His wife was stubborn, he knew in times like these, it was best not argue with her.
Mrs. Maehara looked down. 'If only I had talked to her sooner.'
She knew Mrs. Isogai was distressed right now, though she was doing a good job of hiding it.
They had only been standing for a few minutes when they heard footsteps echoing their way.
"What's going on?" Mrs. Maehara asked worriedly when she saw Mrs. Takebayashi, Mrs. Fuwa, and the Okudas rush over.
"Ritsu called us." Mrs. Fuwa answered while Mrs. Takebayashi opened the door and walked in.
"Are you also doctors?" Mr. Maehara asked the Okudas.
"Pharmacists." Mr. Okuda answered and followed the others inside.
"We'll let you know what happens after we're done." Mrs. Fuwa gave them a reassuring smile before closing the door.
Mrs. Maehara let out a shaking breath before crouching down and clutching her head.
"She's gonna be fine." Mr. Maehara said, crouching down next to her. "She has five medical experts with her."
The woman nodded and tried to calm herself down.
'This isn't good.' Mr. Takebayashi thought as he read the results of the medical examination on his phone.
"We're here!" Mrs. Takebayashi opened the door and walked in with Mrs. Fuwa.
The man frowned when he saw the Okudas here as well. "Why are you here?"
"I asked them to come." Ritsu's said over the results. "They're both pharmacists, and I need to be sure if there are other medications Isogai-san may need."
The man suppressed a sigh. He wasn't thrilled to be working with them, but if they couldn't help, then fine.
He turned to face the other five, adults. "She has a lung infection; it's not severe, but it needs proper treatment."
They all nodded.
It had been nearly 30 minutes since Ritsu and some of the families left with that woman. Since then, murmurs and speculations about what had happened increased.
Mrs. Kanzaki glanced at her husband, who was talking to Mr. Nakamura. She wanted nothing more than to pull her husband aside and talk with him outside the classroom.
Sadly, Ritsu had told them to remain here, and if they left, they would get curious looks from others, and neither she nor her husband wanted that.
'Maybe before we go to bed.'
They had agreed on sleeping after episode 11, meaning soon. That had to be the perfect moment.
"Hm?" Mr. Maehara picked up his phone when he heard the notification ring.
Ritsu: Watch the episode without us.
The man frowned. He then received another message.
Ritsu: Those inside will watch it later. The sooner we finish watching the memories, the better.
"Ritsu says we should go back and continue watching." He told his wife.
"No!" The woman protested. "I'm staying here, and waiting to see what happens to Isogai-san!"
"Dear," He showed her the messages. "We don't know how long they'll stay with Isogai-san."
"You can go, but I'm staying here." She said stubbornly.
The man sighed. "Listen, waiting and worrying isn't going to do anything good."
"But—"
"Come on." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Let's go watch, calm ourselves down, and hopefully by then, they'll let us see Isogai-san."
Mrs. Maehara reluctantly followed her husband. "They're going to ask questions." She said in a sad, quiet tone, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Leave it to me."
The Maehara walked back in, and were immediately met with a panicked Mrs. Kurahashi.
"How is she?" She asked them. "Is she alright? Will she be fine?"
"She's fine." Mr. Maehara answered since his wife was still drained from all her worrying. "She's asleep now, and the others are watching her."
"What happened to her?" Mr. Mimura asked.
Mrs. Maehara grounded her teeth. 'None of your business!'
Of course she wasn't going to tell him that, not only because it was disrespectful, but also because how can people not ask after what had happened? And if they didn't get answers from them, they will try to get it from Mrs. Isogai once she recovered, and that was the last thing her friend needed at the moment.
Mr. Maehara thought carefully before responding. "It's just a cold, she'll be fine."
Mrs. Akabane raised an eyebrow, clearly dubious. "Five people left because of a cold?"
Why does that bitch have to open her mouth? Mrs. Maehara clenched her fists and tried to calm down.
Luckily, Mr. Maehara already had a response. "Ritsu overreacted; she thought it'd be best if a medical professional was with us, you know, just in case it was something severe. Also," He quickly added before anyone could inquire further. "Ritsu told to go on ahead without them."
He took out his phone ad showed them the messages, not that everyone could see them.
Mrs. Akabane still seemed dubious. "If it's just a cold, then why aren't they back yet?"
God, she hated this woman! And she wanted nothing more than to shove her first down the bitch's throat! Hopefully, that'll shut her up permanently.
"Well," Mr. Maehara paused to think of a good lie. "They're setting a makeshift hospital room, just in case someone else may need medical attention."
Well, it wasn't entirely a lie, he had overheard Mr. Takebayashi order them to take out some medical equipment and necessities from the locker.
But a lie was still a lie, and should anyone here ask the medical team about this, his lie will easily be uncovered. He mentally chided himself for not coming up with another, stronger excuse.
"Okay, then let's continue." Mr. Mimura said.
Everyone turned back to the screen.
Mr. Sugino frowned. "How do you play it?"
Mr. Fuwa hummed and walked closer to the screen and tapped on it, which showed a play button.
"Huh, it's like a giant tablet." Mr. Nakamura commented.
"Alright, let's start." Mr. Fuwa pressed play after the Maeharas took their seats.
"This is bad. This is bad." Isogai shook his head, hands clutching his hair.
"Calm down, buddy." Maehara patted his back reassuringly. "My folks are with her, Takebayashi's dad too."
'And that's the problem.'
One thing his mother despised in the world was pity. He had seen her embarrassment and shame, no matter how skillfully disguised, whenever anyone would mention her situation; a sickly mother of three who lost her husband was one to be pitied. She did not want to be a pity case, so she took on so many jobs, worked herself to the bone, provided her children just to avoid that, and it pained him to see so much burden on his mother's weak shoulders.
Now, her worst nightmare was about to come true. Isogai knew the first thing on his mother's mind would not be her health, but her reputation. People were going to pity her now, and it was all Isogai's fault.
He gritted his teeth. "I shouldn't have agreed to this, I shouldn't!"
"Isogai, please." Kataoka was next to him. "None of this is your fault."
"I should've just told Hazama to keep my mother here." He said without looking up to meet either of his friends' worried gazes. "We could've let her watch our memories alone. We didn't have to send her with them. I should've said that!"
"Isogai, relax." Maehara tried to calm him down. "Don't blame yourself."
"He's right, Isogai-san." Ritsu appeared on Okano's phone. "It's my fault for not paying attention to your mother's health properly." She bowed her head down. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
"How is she?" Kimura asked worriedly.
Ritsu looked down. "She's alright, we tended to her and now she's asleep." She pressed her lips together, wondering if she should tell Isogai what happened prior or not.
"Ritsu?" Yada asked, noticing her action. "Is there more?"
The AI sighed. "Well…Dr. Takebayashi had called in his wife and Mrs. Fuwa for more assistance."
Isogai gasped and looked up. "What happened?"
"She…she has a lung infection." Ritsu then looked up into the shocked, golden eyes. "Isogai-san, I'm sorry, but we're going to need her medical records."
The first scene showed some English writing on the board.
Mr. Nakamura squinted his eyes to read what was written.
"Oh, sexy guy, it's a miracle." Irina spoke in English. "What? Really?"
The class listened to her in silence. Some didn't look that interested.
Mr. Nakamura hummed uncomfortably and turned away.
"Let me guess, inappropriate right?" Mrs. Kimura crossed her arms and glared at the screen.
"I may not be too good in English, but I know 'sexy' shouldn't be used around kids." Mr. Fuwa said.
Mrs. Akabane rolled her eyes. "They're fifteen."
"Still!" Some protested.
"Everyday chit-chat is actually quite simple." she spoke in Japanese. "I'm sure you all know that one person whose conversations mostly consist of "Maji great" or "Maji bad." "Maji" here can be expressed with an old standby "really."
"She's actually teaching." Mr. Chiba said.
"If only it was more appropriate." Mr. Kataoka commented.
"They're not that young." Mr. Akabane whispered to his wife.
She scoffed. "Tell them that."
She then turned to Kimura. "Kimura, you try."
"R-really?" The boy said nervously.
"Nope: Awful. Your L's and R's are a mess." Irina frowned and crossed her fingers. "The pronunciation of L and R doesn't jibe well with Japanese people. I understand what you mean, but it feels wrong."
"Oh...okay." The boy said.
Mr. Okano hummed. "Did we miss an episode or something?"
"Huh?" Mr. Hayami turned to him.
"Look at her," The man gestured to the screen. "She's not being her childish self anymore; she's actually acting like a grown-up!"
There were murmurs of agreement.
"Did something happen off-screen?" Mr. Hara asked.
"Don't run from you incompatibilities—master them!" she told the whole class.
"Wow." Mrs. Kataoka was impressed. "I like this new her."
"I'll be checking your pronunciation regularly from now on," the camera panned to her pink lips. "And if you screw up your L's and R's..." the camera a moved up to her narrowed eyes. "I'll punish you with a French kiss in public."
"..."
"I spoke too soon." The woman said bemusedly.
Mrs. Kimura nodded solemnly "She's still a pedo."
"Did she really kiss them?" Mrs. Hara asked warily.
"Well, she kissed Nagisa-kun." Mr. Yada reminded.
Hiromi's face darkened.
The intro began to play, but Mr. Fuwa fast-forwarded it.
Episode 10: LR Time.
The clock read 4:30 PM.
"Man! Teaching is such a pain." Irina groaned as she tiredly sat down on the chair in the teacher's staff room.
"It is." Mrs. Yada said.
Karasuma looked up from his work. "But the students seem to be talking to you."
She scoffed. "And I'm supposed to be proud of that? I'm an assassin! I'm stuck here while I try to kill that octopus!"
"Has she been trying to?" Mr. Sugino asked. "We haven't seen her do anything since her debut."
"She did try at the assembly." Mr. Kurahashi reminded.
A close-up of her boobs appeared.
Mr. Okajima perked up. 'Hello!'
"And speaking of that octopus…" The camera zoomed out to show a pink Korosensei in traditional clothes standing over her. "He's gazing at my boobs while elegantly sipping tea!" She complained.
That filled up the room with laughter.
Mr. Kanzaki sighed. 'He's a good teacher, but if he could just tone down his perversion.'
"Real-life lessons are drawn from experience—how marvelous!" The octopus simply said.
Mrs. Nakamura chuckled. "He's doing it on purpose!"
"Oh, shut up!" Irina suddenly drew out a knife and tried stabbing him, but he easily evaded her attacks.
"Calm down. That's the kind of target he is." Karasuma stood up.
"Perverted troll." Mr. Muramatsu laughed.
"Shit!" Irina stood up and discarded her knife. "I won't stand for this!"
The two watched her leave.
"She's certainly riled up." Korosensei commented.
"Gee, I wonder why." Mr. Akabane rolled his eyes.
Karasuma turned to give him a pointed look. "All thanks to a certain someone."
The next scene showed Irina deep in thought. 'I don't have to stay cooped up in here like this.'
'But how on earth can I kill that...'
She gasped when a rope was suddenly around her neck and pulled her up.
The parents yelped and jerked back in shock.
She struggled to escape. 'A snare trap? Why?'
"What's going on?!" Mrs. Okajima yelled.
Mrs. Hazama whimpered and covered her eyes.
"A surprise, Irina." A strange man said in a foreign language as he calmly walked forward.
Mr. Sugino paled. "Don't tell me it's another assassin!"
"He's pretty scary." Mrs. Yada was shaking.
The camera revealed his smirking face. "Seeing you play teacher with those children…It was like the setup for a comedy sketch."
Irina's eyes widened as she struggled to breath. "Sir!"
Mrs. Kataoka found herself growing worried for Irina. The same can be said for Mrs. Kimura
"That's gotta hurt." Mr. Kimura unconsciously touched his neck.
Mrs. Kanzaki gulped and looked away.
"What are you doing?" Karasuma asked in English. "That's not very ladylike." He gestured to the ground with his finger.
Mr. Nakamura chuckled slightly. "I think he meant "no way to treat a lady.""
The camera was fixated on the man's sharp gaze. "Don't worry. She knows how to free herself."
Irina cut the rope and dropped to the floor.
Many let out a sigh of relief.
"Had me worried for a second." Mrs. Kimura wiped the sweat from her brow. "And I'm not her biggest fan."
"Hey, who are you?" Karasuma asked. "Do you even understand what I'm saying?"
"His English is better than mine." Mr. Sugaya commented.
"Pardon me. Japanese is just fine," the unknown man replied in Japanese.
"Okay, quick question: why is every foreigner we've seen fluent in Japanese?" Mr. Sugino asked, scratching his head.
"Huh?" Mr. Okano and a number of people turned to him.
"We got Red Eye, the bitch, and this guy, all foreigners and they speak Japanese." The man said.
"Well, they are working in Japan." Mr. Akabane shrugged. "They gotta know the language."
"But it is a weird coincidence." Mr. Yada said.
"Maybe it's an assassin rule to master different languages." Mr. Okajima suggested. "You know, since Professor Bitch teaches them how to master a new langue."
"So assassins have to be multilingual?" Mr. Kataoka raised an eyebrow.
Mrs. Nakamura nudged her husband's arm. "Are you an assassin?" She joked.
The man chuckled. "Well I can kill others with kindness in three different languages."
"I'm not suspicious, I assure you. What if I said I'm the one who worked with your government to bring in Irina Jelavic?"
Karasuma was shocked. 'Lovro the assassin!'
Images showed Lovro as an assassin. 'Once known as a skilled killer, now retired. Makes a fortune training up younger assassins and getting them hired.'
An image of Lovro standing in front of a blood red background with deadly gaze on it appeared.
"Yikes! This guy's no joke!" Mr. Mimura said.
"He's an assassin." Mrs. Hayami said. "Where's the joke?"
'He's proven crucial for Japan's government, lacking any ties to assassins. But why is he here?'
Mr. Okano frowned. "Is he going to teach the kids too?"
"Where is this Korosensei right now?" Lovro asked.
"He went to Shanghai for some almond jelly," Karasuma answered. Korosensei was shown flying over an ocean while eating his almond jelly. "He left half-hour ago, so he should be back soon."
"What is with this guy and his obsession with food?" Mr. Hayami groaned.
"And does he have to go to another country to eat?" Mr. Fuwa asked, sweat dropping.
"Of course!" Mrs. Akabane said. "If you wanna try an exotic dish, you gotta try it in its country of origin."
"Agreed." Mr. Nakamura nodded.
"Ethnic restaurants exist by the way." Mrs. Hayami said flatly.
"It's not the same!" Mrs. Akabane argued.
"Can we just keep watching?" Mrs. Maehara asked irritably. 'The sooner we're done, the sooner I can check on Isogai-san.'
Lovro grinned. "Seems this creature lives up to the hype."
He then turned to Irina was still on the floor. "I'm glad I came-now I have my answer. Irina, take the day off."
"Wait, what?" Mr. Fuwa asked.
"Doesn't the principal have the final say?" Mr. Sugino asked. "You know, since he's her boss now?"
Irina gritted her teeth. "You can't handle this job." She gasped and looked up at her mentor in shock.
"When it comes to undercover jobs, you have no equal. But once your identity has been revealed, you're worthless as an assassin."
"Burn." Mrs. Akabane snickered.
"I know I can do it, sir!" Irina stood up. "I have what it takes!"
Lovro was suddenly behind her and had his thumb on her throat, immobilizing her.
'That was fast!' Karasuma was stunned.
"You got that right!" Mr. Muramatsu said, staring at the screen in shock. "How'd he do that?!"
"Assassin, remember?" Mr. Hazama said.
"I keep forgetting these people are dangerous." Mr. Kataoka said, beads of sweat rolling down his face.
Lovro gripped her arm firmly from behind. "Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Call this your...L and R."
"You're half right, anyway." Korosensei was suddenly in between them, his face both purple and orange.
The parents blanched at his appearance.
He pulled their faces back. Irina was visibly annoyed by this.
Mrs. Akabane snickered at Irina's expression
"What are you doing here, Game show?" Karasuma asked.
Mr. Okajima burst out laughing "Game show?"
"You know what, that should be his name!" Mrs. Nakamura chuckled.
Mr. Kanzaki smiled slightly.
"What a mean nickname! Just call me "Korosensei" already." The octopus said, letting go of the two assassin's faces. Irina glared up at him.
"Come to think of it, we've never heard Karasuma call him by name." Mr. Horibe said.
"Probably to piss him off." Mr. Yoshida said.
"It's you." Lovro observed.
"It's true that, as an assassin, she's hardly to be feared. She's crap." Korosensei stated.
"Burn!" Mrs. Akabane fell on her back.
The entire classroom was engulfed with laughter.
A vein pulsed on Irina's head. "Who's crap?!"
"You." Mrs. Akabane said between laughter.
Mr. Akabane chuckled lightly. "Okay, calm down, already."
The woman finally calmed down and turned to her husband. "I'm gonna die from laughter."
"Okay, I'll buy you flowers."
"But, as an assassin, she's a good fit for this classroom." He continued, much to Irina's surprise.
"Nope!" Mrs. Kimura said. "Send her somewhere else, bye-bye."
"Please."Mrs. Hayami said. "Our kids don't need a pedo around."
"But since we've all met her afterwards, she clearly stayed." Mr. Kanzaki said.
"Thanks for the spoilers, buddy!" Mrs. Akabane shot him a glare, which he gladly reciprocated.
Mrs. Maehara rolled her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. 'Ignore her, pretend she doesn't exist.'
Unfortunately, that was nearly impossible given how loud she was.
Korosensei had his tentacles in an X shape. "Let's hold a kill-off, and you'll see who's the better assassin. This will be between you two."
"The rules are simple: whoever kills Mr. Karasuma wins!"
"Hey wait! Why am I the victim here?!" Karasuma glared.
"Because nobody can kill me, of course!"
"Fast-forward to today: He's dead." Mrs. Mimura remarked dryly.
"No spoilers!" Mrs. Akabane shouted.
"You already know it, for Pete's sake!" Mrs. Maehara snapped.
"Calm down." Mr. Maehara placed a hand on her shoulder.
The woman took a deep breath and calmed herself down. Mr. Maehara watched her warily. He knew his wife was stressed out from Mrs. Isogai's condition, and at this point, she was practically a time bomb ready to set off. He hoped that wouldn't happen for he knew how she was when she was really angry.
"You have all day tomorrow." He handed them two rubber knives held with napkins.
"I see. A sham assassination, eh?" Lovro toyed with the knife a bit and smirked at the agent. "All right. Sounds like a fun diversion." He said before walking away.
Karasuma huffed and walked in the opposite direction. "Suit yourself."
Mrs. Akabane chuckled and rubbed her hands together. "This is gonna be fun."
"So, the bitch wins." Mrs. Hayami said flatly.
Mrs. Akabane paused and slowly turned to her with a murderous glare.
Mrs. Hayami however, wasn't the least bit intimidated because she didn't even bother looking at her.
"Are you trying to stick up for me?" Irina questioned, her voice showing irritation
Korosensei was confused.
"You must think I'd be much easier to handle than any new assassin Mr. Lovro would bring in!" She snapped. "Well, I'll show you! I'll kill Karasuma and you, myself!" She walked away with a vein on her forehead.
"Sheesh, how about some chocolate to calm down." Mr. Terasaka rolled his eyes.
"She and Korosensei seemed to be very insecure." Mrs. Yoshida commented.
Korosensei watched her walk away and placed a tentacle on his chin pensively. He hummed.
The next scene showed Karasuma outside with the class sitting in front of him.
"..And there you have it. Expect some disruptions today, though your classes should remain unaffected. Carry on as you usually would."
Nagisa smiled sympathetically. 'Will Mr. Karasuma ever catch a break?'
"Nope!" Mrs. Okajima said, popping the 'p'.
"I feel bad for him." Mrs. Muramastu shook her head.
"Oh, Mr. Karasuma!"
Everyone turned to see Irina happily bouncing over to them with a sparkly, bright pink aura surrounding her. She was carrying a pink canister.
"Great work today! You must be thirsty! Have a nice cold drink!" She said in a very high pitch tone that contained too much sweetness.
Karasuma and the class looked like they were wondering if she was serious or not.
The parents had the same exact expressions.
"Go on, knock it right back! It's delicious!" she offered with a fake smile.
"Something's in there." Maehara sweat dropped.
"Something's definitely in there." Isogai was also sweat dropping.
"…She's a pro killer, right?" Mr. Kurahashi sweat dropped.
"She's supposed to be." Mr. Okano said, dubious of his own words.
"In the words of the great Korosensei." Mrs. Akabane said dramatically. "She's crap."
"Probably a muscle relaxant." Karasuma guessed. "She'll immobilize, then stab me."
Irina's smile fell as she turned away.
He sighed and narrowed his eyes at her. "Look, I wouldn't even let you get close enough to give it to me."
"I would." Mr. Okajima said, blushing.
Mrs. Okajima rolled up her sleeve.
Irina returned the glare before her fake smile was instantly back. "Oh, hang on! I'll put it here." She put the drink on the ground then purposely fell over. "Owie!" she cried in a really high pitched tone. "Carry me piggyback, Karasuma! Piggyback!"
Everyone sweat dropped, feeling second-hand embarrassment wash over them.
"I can't watch this." Mrs. Terasaka covered her eyes. "This is just too pathetic."
"Even more so when you remember this woman's a pro assassin." Mrs. Yoshida face palmed.
"I will not!" Karasuma growled and walked away.
Lovro, who was observing from the forest, huffed. "Have you no shame, my idiot apprentice?"
"She dresses up inappropriately, she makes out with kids, she flirts with her own boss." Mrs. Hayami said. "So yes, no shame."
Mrs. Nakamura frowned. She agreed with everything but the first part. 'People can dress however they want.'
She wasn't going to say that though; she didn't want to argue now and cause trouble with some strangers.
Mrs. Akabane coughed, grabbing Mrs. Hayami's attention. "People can wear whatever the F they want."
The woman huffed and turned back to the screen. 'Of course she'd say that.'
Mrs. Nakamura eyed Mrs. Akabane. 'I gotta hand it to her, she's bold. I respect that.'
Isogai and Mimura helped her up.
"Professor Bitch…" Isogai said, smiling politely.
"You'd never even fool us with that." Mimura smiled in amusement.
"What do you expect?!" She snapped at him. "There's no natural way to fake-seduce someone you already know!"
A scene showing a man and a hostess at a club.
"A club hostess would be just as awkward If her customer happened to be her father!"
"Do you smoke?" The hostess asked shyly. "Of…course you do, da-I mean, sir!"
"Uh, yeah." The man replied.
"Heh?" Mr. Yada blanched.
Mr. Kanzaki was disgusted.
"Sweet home Alabama." Mr. Nakamura sweat dropped.
"Okay that's would be the definition of awkward." Mrs. Akabane commented.
Mr. Okajima was grossed out. "Glad I don't have a daughter, then."
Mrs. Okajima rolled up her other sleeve.
"This is the same thing!"
"Like we'd know!" The Class yelled.
"Of all the examples she could have given!" Mrs. Hara yelled.
Mrs. Akabane rolled her eyes. "Do you think they're babying their kids too much?"
"Yup." Mr. Akabane said.
Irina narrowed her eyes. 'Uh-oh-I'd better kill him quick. With Lovro's skill, he could take down his target in a split second.'
She pictured Lovro walked through the woods, hands behind his back.
"I really wanna see this guy in action." Mr. Fuwa said.
"He does seem very dangerous." Mr. Kataoka said.
Karasuma walked in the hall next to Korosensei, who was wearing a ninja outfit.
"What do you think? Sometimes, it can be fun being the kill-ee." Korosensei stated playfully.
"Yes, having someone try to kill you is so fun!" Mrs. Mimura said sarcastically.
Karasuma did not share the same views. "Don't be ridiculous. And what if I dodge them both?" He glanced up at the creature.
Korosensei hummed thoughtfully. "Then I'd give you a chance."
"A chance?" Karasuma turned to him.
A timer appeared.
"I'll stay stock-still in front of you for one second, no matter what."
The screen zoomed out to show Korosensei stock-still in front of Karasuma, who had a gun and a knife in each hand.
"Assassinate me all you like."
Mr. Akabane snorted. "He's bluffing."
"Is one second even enough?" Mr. Sugino scratched his head. "Doesn't seem very fair."
"But don't tell those two about it. If they conspire to cut corners, this'll be for nothing." Korosensei said before walking away.
Karasuma seemed interested. "Fine."
The scene faded to black.
The scene opened to the staff room sign.
Karasuma was typing on his laptop while Irina observed him carefully. Korosensei was observing her.
Suddenly, Lovro opened the door, surprising everyone.
"Whoa!" Nagisa's father watched in awe.
Mrs. Akabane was vibrating with excitement.
He run over to Karasuma and aimed to stab him.
"Head on?!" Irina was stunned.
Karasuma promptly grabbed Lovro's wrist and slammed it on the table, knocking the knife out of his grasp. Lovro was shocked.
Karasuma then brought his knee close to the side of Lovro's head.
Mr. Kanzaki's jaw dropped. 'How strong is this man?'
The camera panned onto the discarded knife on the floor. "You may be skilled, but you seem to think it'd be awful easy for an assassin retired from old age to kill someone." Karasuma picked up the knife. "Who'd been in the elite forces until just recently."
Lovro stared at him in disbelief. 'He's tough!'
"Understatement!" Mr. Muramatsu breathed.
Irina had backed away in shock. 'Even Lovro can't kill him! Do I have any hope of doing the deed today?'
Mrs. Akabane sighed. "She does." She glared at Mr. Kanzaki. "Thanks for the spoilers."
The man's eye twitched in anger.
Karasuma then pointed the knife at his colleagues. "I'm sure you know: if you fail to kill me today..."
The other two let out a terrified shriek.
The majority laughed.
"Why are you scared?" she asked the octopus, who had hid behind her.
"You can't lose, Professor Irina! Do your best!" Korosensei pleaded, sweating and shivering from fright.
Karausm walked to the door. "My knife can stab five times in one second." he turned to Korosensei and smirked. "I can't wait."
Korosensei's sweating intensified.
Mrs. Akabane's laughter also intensified.
"That's what he gets for being cocky." Mr. Terasaka smirked.
"Who knew Karasuma was such a troll?" Mr. Nakamura clutched his sides.
Irina noticed that Lovro's wrist was bruised.
"Sir…you hand…"
Mr. Yukimura winced. 'Ouch.'
Mrs. Hazama grimaced and turned away.
Lovro smiled in defeat. "I suppose I can't kill him like this-not today."
Korosensei panicked and was instantly behind the assassin in a cheerleader outfit. "Don't give up! You can do it-yes, you can! Go!"
Mr. Kataoka face palmed.
"The moral of the story is: Don't be stupid, don't be cocky, and don't make deals that'll kill you." Mrs. Kimura said.
"Even if I could nail this, Korosensei, I still couldn't kill you. My experience makes that clear. The same goes for Irina."
Irina frowned and glanced down.
"I see, then you've given up," Korosensei appeared behind Irina and put a tentacle on her shoulder. "But...watch Professor Irina through to the end!" He made a skull and crossbones on his forehead. "Experienced or not, she's killed the most prominent targets!"
Lovro walked to the door and turned back. "Whatever you like." He closed the door.
"You really think I can hit Karasuma with my knife?" Irina sounded unsure.
"Well, since she got to stay…" Mrs. Akabane glared once more at Mr. Kanzaki, who rolled his eyes and didn't bother acknowledging her.
'This woman really needs to grow up.' Mrs. Maehara thought irritably.
Korosensei stood in front of her. "Of course! I don't know what you learned at your teacher's feet…But I know what you've worked so hard on while you've been here. For example..." pulled out a magazine. "This lingerie you ordered yesterday! Now, that's making an effort!"
A pink bra had a circle on it.
"Ooh la la!" Mr. Okajima had stars in his eyes and drool dripping down his mouth.
Mrs. Okajima finally snapped and slammed her fist on his head, instantly knocking him out.
"You octoperv!" She snapped.
"Octoperv indeed." Mr. Hayami said in disgust.
Mr. Kanzaki sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. 'Please tone down the perversion soon.'
The women were livid, expect for Mrs. Akabane, who was admiring the bra. 'I should get one like that.'
"Show them what you can do. Mr. Karasuma, your teacher...and above all, your students."
Irina huffed and looked away.
Mr. Maehara looked down at his phone. He had considered text Ritsu back to tell her about his lies. However, she could be busy with the
It was lunch time. The students were chatting among themselves.
"Hey, check that out, Nagisa." Karma called, looking out the window.
Nagisa saw Karasuma outside, sitting under a tree.
"Yeah, Mr. Karasuma eats lunch out there a lot." Kayano stated.
Karma had an amused smile on his face. "And now one woman draws near…Professor Bitch is going for it!"
Everyone stared at Karma's face, then at Mrs. Akabane, who had the same smile on her face.
"Like mother, like son." Mr. Hazama commented.
"Do you have a moment, Karasuma?" She had a determined look in her eyes.
Mr. Kimura was turned on by the look alone.
"What now?" He looked up at her irritably. "This may be a sham assassination, but I'm done playing around."
"I'm surprised he lasted this long." Mr. Yoshida said.
Lovro and Korosenei watched them from afar.
"She has a knife, I see." Korosensei said
Lovro wasn't impressed. "She must know that won't work on him. What a fool."
Mrs. Kataoka hummed. 'She's a bitch, but she's not stupid.'
"She has a plan." Mr. Kurahashi said.
"Aw, come on, Karasuma," she said in her flirty voice as she took of her jacket to reveal her cleavage.
Some men got nosebleeds.
Mr. Kanzaki turned away. 'Blasted woman!'
Mr. Yada sighed and covered his eyes.
Mrs. Okajima glanced down at her unconscious husband. 'Good thing I knocked him out.'
"I really want to stay here. You know that." His eyes narrowed. "One little poke and it'll be over. I'll give you something in return. The best of the best, like you've never had it before." She tempted.
"Ooooh." Mrs. Akabane smirked. "Boys, this may be a little too hard for you all to handle."
Some of the husbands tensed. The wives turned to glare at her.
"Can you please shut her up?" Mrs. Terasaka told Mr. Akabane.
The man shrugged. "It's her mouth, not mine."
Mrs. Akabane snickered when the women grew even more irritated.
Karasuma looked away. 'So this is how it is. I steal her knife and that's that.'
"All right-kill me. Hit me anywhere you like."
She smirked. "Goody."
The students watched from the window.
"Mr. Lovro, you've seen Professor Irina teach." Lovro turned to the octopus.
A flashback of Irina's class this morning appeared. "Her style focuses on mastering difficult pronunciation first. Language-learning is a cycle of challenges and mastery. Having mastered ten languages, she went on to tackle fearlessly the entirely new position of teacher—and mastered that."
"Do you think such an expert in challenges and mastery has done nothing at all since her arrival?"
"Hm?" Mrs. Hazama frowned. "What has she done?"
Korosensei handed him her bag. Lovro opened it and gasped. "What-?"
"Let me guess, lingerie?" Mrs. Akabane asked sarcastically.
"If so, the guy's even more of a pervert." Mrs. Sugino said.
Irina smirked as she walked behind the tree. "Okay... here I come!"
She pulled a cord that had been attached to her jacket, catching Karasuma off guard. 'A snare trap!'
"When did she…?" Hiromi breathed, eyes widening.
"Oh, she ain't messing around." Mr. Yoshida stated, watching with great interest.
Irina quickly ran back to the man and straddled him, panting heavily.
"She got the better of him!" Okajima exclaimed.
"You go, Professor Bitch!" Maehara cheered.
"Why are they still watching this?" Mrs. Chiba sweat dropped.
"Well, those two are perverts." Mr. Kurahashi said.
"We really need to have a talk with Hiroto." Mr. Maehara whispered to his wife, who nodded.
"In her own way, she's thinking of the skills she needs to kill me, challenging and mastering them like they were a foreign language." The bag had cords and dark gym clothes.
"Oh, not lingerie." Mrs. Kurahashi said.
A flashback showed her practicing with a Korosensei punching bag. "Simply looking in this bag will reveal her unseen efforts."
"So that's what she's been up to." Mr. Kurahashi said.
"She really ain't messing around." Mr. Terasaka was impressed.
"Gotcha!" She brought her knife down to stab, but Karasuma caught it just in time.
"That was close." The man said, focusing on keeping the knife above him.
"This keeps getting interesting." Mr. Nakamura said giddily
"Come on, you bitch, get him." Mrs. Kimura cheered.
"I thought you didn't like her." Mr. Kimura turned to her.
The woman shrugged. "I don't, but I do love a good fight."
Irina gritted her teeth. 'Damn! If this comes down to strength, I'll be out of options! What do I…?'
The students were still watching.
"Karasuma?"
The man looked at her.
Irina had a sad puppy look. "I want to do it. Can I?" She spoke in a soft voice.
A vein pulsed on Karasuma's forehead. "What kind of assassin begs for permission?!"
"I refuse to believe she's a damn pro!" Mr. Terasaka shot his arms in the air.
"I cannot take her seriously anymore." Mr. Horibe sweat dropped.
"I never too k her seriously from the start." Mrs. Okano commented.
Mr. Kanzaki face palmed. His wife patted his shoulder.
"You just don't know when to quit!" Irina doubled in her efforts in stabbing him.
Karasuma sighed and let go of the knife, allowing himself to be stabbed. "That's enough."
Irina gasped in shock.
Mr. Hazama raised an eyebrow. "It actually worked?"
"I'm not going to spend a whole day entertaining a bad quitter."
"I don't blame him." Mr. Haymai said.
"She got him!" Okajima grinned.
"Wow!" Kimura smiled.
"It's Professor Bitch by decision!" Maehara exclaimed.
"Does it even count as a win?" Mrs. Yada cocked her head to the side. "He did quit."
"Yeah, because she made him." Mrs. Akabane said.
'It was only a verbal agreement.' Karasuma thought, looking dejected. 'I doubt he'd just let me kill him given such a ridiculous bet.'
Mr. Kanzaki nodded. "He makes a valid point."
"But Korosensei does keep his promises." Mrs. Kurahashi said. "He agreed not to harm the students after all."
"But those are two different things." Mr. Sugino pointed out.
Irina leaned back and gave a tired sigh. The class clapped.
"There's a woman who'll wholeheartedly challenge and master even the things she's no good at. As her students watch and learn her spirit of challenge each of them will progress in their development as assassins." Korosensei turned to the stunned Lovro. "That's why if you want to kill me, she needs to be here."
"So basically, this whole point of this episode is," Mrs. Yada said. "Like Korosensei, she's a good teacher."
"If only she'd stop kissing minors." Mr. Hayami remarked.
Irina walked back to the building, but then stopped when she saw her mentor. "Sir!"
Lovro regarded her sternly. "What a terrible apprentice…You'd be better off as a teacher. Be sure you kill him, Irina."
Irina gasped and smiled brightly. "Of course, sir!"
"…Was that a compliment?" Mrs. Okano sweat dropped.
The students smiled at her. "I did it!"
'Indecent and arrogant, yet straightforward: Professor Bitch is our E Class English teacher.' Nagisa thought as he watched Irina arrogantly laugh while holding up her knife.
"Bitches never change." Mrs. Kataoka sighed.
Afterwards.
A shiny knight armor was shown.
"Hey! What's with the armor?" Karasuma glared at the octopus.
"In preparation for that one second...just in case." Korosensei answered, beads of sweat running down his face.
That got the audience laughing.
"Damn octopus!" Mr. Mimura chuckled.
"And that's the problem with verbal agreements." Mr. Kanzaki shook his head.
"Korosensei's going to be the death of him." Mr. Maehara chuckled.
Despite her worry and sour mood, Mrs. Maehara managed a small, smile
The laughter awoke Mr. Okajima, who sat up and groaned.
"Ugh…What I miss?" He asked groggily, rubbing his throbbing head.
Mrs. Akabane smirked. "Oh, something interesting."
"Huh?"
"Well…" The woman wore an innocent smile. "Let's just say, the bitch was on top of Karasuma and…" She wiggled her eyebrow. "Bobbies~"
"WHAT?!" Mr. Okajima angrily turned to his wife. "You made me miss such an important moment?!"
The woman ignored him and glared daggers at Mrs. Akabane, before rolling up her sleeves again.
"Ha!" Mrs. Akabane rolled up her own sleeve, showing some muscles.
The scene opened to the old campus.
Korosensei was reading a magazine. Isogai aimed his gun and shot, but the octopus dodged.
"Aren't you in a good mood, Korosensei. Got any afterschool plans?"
Mr. Sugaya chuckled. "Shooting your teacher like it's no big deal."
Mr. Kimura snickered. "Every kid's dream."
"And they're living it." Mrs. Hayami smiled slightly.
"Yes. I'm going to Hawaii to see a movie. It's getting an American premier-I've really looked forward to it." Korosensei kept reading the magazine.
"No way! That's cold" Nakamura said as she walked over with Kataoka.
Korosensei merely laughed. "Mach 20 speed was made for times like this!"
"Well, damn, now I wanna be a giant, Mach 20-moving, pervy octopus." Mrs. Akabane scowled and crossed her arms. "We'd hit a new spot every day and for free!"
"We're rich, why's that a big deal to you?" Mr. Akabane asked her.
"Dude, free travel! And without all the hassle we have to deal with at the airport!" She crossed her arms, and grumbled about late passengers, security, and everything else that had them wait.
Kataoka leaned down to read the tile. "Sonic Ninja?"
Nakamura leaned down next to her. "Oh, yeah that's a superhero flick. Tell us all about it tomorrow!"
"Yes, yes, I will."
Mr. Nakamura had comical tears in his eyes. "Now, I wanna be a giant, Mach 20-moving, pervy octopus."
Mrs. Nakmaura looked at him blankly. "I'm gonna pretend you never said that."
Karma and Nagisa watched them from the back with surprise and great interest. Nagisa was holding the same magazine.
The Akabanes smiled knowingly at one another.
Nagisa's parents were confused.
"Why are they looking at him like that?" Mr. Sugino asked.
After school, the octopus walked outside and got ready. "Well, then, I guess I'll be off."
"Korosensei!"
He glanced back to see Nagisa and Karma behind him.
"Please...take us with you!" Nagisa asked eagerly.
Hiromi was stunned. "No!" She breathed.
Korosensei turned to them. "Oh, you like the franchise, do you?"
Mr. Nakamura beamed. 'I love these kids!'
Nagisa smiled brightly. "Uh-huh! We've been waiting ages for the sequel."
"No." Mrs. Hara said slowly. "Don't do it, don't do it."
Korosensei then turned to Karma. "I didn't expect you to be into superhero movies, Karma."
"I like the director, and he rarely handles comic-book source material." Karma said, playing with a lock of hair.
Mrs. Akabane snorted. "Oh, yeah, not like he begs us to get him some Merch when we go to America, nope!"
"And he definitely doesn't have all the action figures." Mr. Akabane said sarcastically. "Or the DVD of the animated series."
Mr. Nakamura whipped his head to them at light speed. "Which one? The 1995, the 2007 one? The reboot?"
"All of them." Mrs. Akabane answered.
"…" Mr. Nakamura was stunned for a few minutes before saying, "Can I have your kid?"
Mrs. Nakamura was dumbfounded. "We already have a son, you know!"
"But he doesn't like Sonic Ninja!" The man whined.
"You can babysit him the next time we're on vayca." Mrs. Akabane said. "I'm getting tired of my stupid brother complaining to "stop making me raise your spawn."" She said in a mocking tone. "I don't make him, he's the one who goes checking up on him even though the kid can take care of himself." She grumbled. "Stupid uptight brother."
"I'd like to come, too, Nagisa!"
Nagisa pulled out his phone and sweat dropped when he saw Ritsu on the screen, holding up a sign that read: Pardon the intrusion.
"Pardon the intrusion."
The parents were torn between laughing in amusement or wondering if she was serious.
Nagisa was bemused, Karma just kept smiling. "Ritsu...why are you in my phone?"
She put the sign down. "To facilitate information sharing among students, I downloaded my data onto everyone's cellphones." She saluted. "Call me "Mobile Ritsu"!"
"That's actually a good idea." Mr. Okano nodded.
"Kinda creepy, though." Nagisa's father commented, sweat dropping.
"So she can do just about anything, too." The boy mumbled.
He turned his phone to Korosensei. "I'd like to take a little trip with Korosensei at Mach 20. Perhaps my camera images can assist in assassination planning."
Korosensei grinned mischievously. "All right: on the way to the movie," He flipped his robes. "I'll give you all a taste of my speed!"
Nagisa and Karma were inside Korosensei's robes.
Nagisa's father's eyes grew twice in size.
"No, no, no, no." Mrs. Kurahashi shook her head.
Nagisa blanched and had some sweat running down his face . "Hey, Karma? You know, I asked him on a whim...but what have we gotten ourselves into here?"
Karma seemed a little nervous. "Yeah, well...actually, we never considered the safety of it all."
"No surprise there, Mr. Jump off a damn cliff!" Mrs. Akabane huffed. Mr. Akabane opened his mouth to say something, but she quickly said. "Nope! I am not letting it go!"
"I was about to say, with Korosensei, safety is 100% guaranteed, but okay." He stated.
"Yes…." Hiromi said shakingly as she wiped the profound sweat dripping down her face. "Korosensei, safety. Safety, Korosensei." She gave a shaky laugh, looking deranged.
"Is your wife gonna be okay?" Mr. Yukimura asked Nagisa's father, who gave his wife a nervous glance.
The bluenette laughed uneasily. "Yeah…" 'I hope so.'
"I think her brain's fried." Mrs. Mimura commented.
"Not to worry. I'll accelerate gently so no one gets hurt." Korosensei reassured them.
"Okay, that's good." Mrs. Yada nodded. "That's good."
The two boys screamed when Korosensei took off.
"That's not good!" She yelled.
"S-so fast!" Nagisa could only say.
Karma laughed and looked down. "Fantastic! I can see the Pacific Ocean!"
Mrs. Akabane wiped an imaginary tear from her eye. "Our boy is traveling over the pacific ocean at the tender age of 15." She paused and turned to her husband. "Wait, isn't he still 14 in this episode."
"Honey, he was born on Christmas."
Mr. Hazama raised an eyebrow. "The devil was born on Christmas?"
"Sounds like the title of an interesting book." Mr. Fuwa smiled slightly.
"Yeah, for a good scare." Mrs. Hayami commented.
They flew away as the sun began to set.
"Huh? There's really not much sound and wind, is there, sir? Your head is deflecting most of it." Nagisa observed.
"Good observation, Nagisa. The secret's in my skin!" he said.
A cartoon book with Korosenei's hat appeared. It read: Illustration.
"My head is normally soft, but it hardens up at high pressures." Four red arrows hit his head, but they moved past it. "That way, it can stand up to Mach-speed wind pressure.
"Interesting." Mr. Hara said in surprise.
Mr. Yukimura nodded, very intrigued by this creature. 'I really want know how he was created.'
The flashbacks of him and Aguri resurfaced, causing a pang of sadness in his heart. 'I want to know.'
The three students listened carefully. "You have something quite like my skin in your everyday lives, too."
He held up a bottle of water, a bag of cornstarch, and a beaker, much to their surprise.
"First let's take a look at the phenomenon of dilatancy. Mix together water and cornstarch…"
Nagisa's jaw dropped. 'What is this, a lecture? In midflight?!'
"Well, it's Korosensei, what do you expect?" Mr. Hayami asked sarcastically.
"At least they're learning something." Mr. Kanzaki said. 'Even if it was best on the ground!'
"Aren't you going to assassinate him, Karma? I'd think this is your chance." Ritsu asked.
Karma glanced at her. "That's crazy talk, Ritsu. We'd all plop into the Pacific at Mach speed."
The flew past the ocean.
"Karma and common sense in one scene." Mr. Kataoka commented. "Interesting."
"Guess he learned his lesson from the whole cliff thing." Mr. Akabane told his wife.
"Still grounded." She said.
"Korosensei has us right where he wants us. All we can do is listen quietly."
The scene was in Korosensei's view.
The scene cut to Hawaii at night.
"...and that same dilatancy is put to use in the latest bulletproof vests." Korosensei finished as he landed on the beach. "Now you're that much smarter...and the theatre is just below." He placed the two boys down and put on his disguise.
"We made it—all the way to Hawaii, during that lecture!" Nagisa observed their destination.
"They're in Hawaii." Mrs. Okajima said humorlessly. "Illegally."
Hiromi gave a small, crazy laugh. "My son…flown all the way to Hawaii." She lightly slapped herself. "And I didn't know!"
"Hiromi?" Nagisa's father asked worriedly.
"Welp, she's off in the deep end." Mrs. Akabane commented.
"What are your thoughts on your kid taken to another country?" Mrs. Hazama asked her.
Mrs. Akabane shrugged. "Meh, we travel a lot, so it's no big deal."
"Plus, it'll be good experience." Mr. Akabane said. "We haven't taken Karma with us since he started elementary."
"Wait, we've only taken him on like, two trips, right?" Mrs. Akabane asked.
"Three."
The scene cut to inside the theater.
"Whoa! It's cold!" Karma exclaimed.
"Okay, so that makes it four times he's ever traveled." Mrs. Akabane laughed cockily. "Amateur, we've already been around the world!"
Mr. Akabane smiled slightly. "Nah, probably half."
She turned to him. "How many countries do we still have left?"
"About the majority of the Middle East, the Balkans," He counted. "Antarctica."
"The A/C is always on indoors in Hawaii. Bundle up, now." The octopus explained.
"Here." He gave Karma a pink blanket with a light pink smiling heart pattern on it. Karma wasn't amused.
Mrs. Akabane snickered. "We have to get him something pink on our next vacation!"
"Wait hold up." Mrs. Yada turned to them. "How often do you two travel?"
"Uh…pretty much all the time." Mrs. Akabane answered.
Mrs. Hayami raised an eyebrow. "Work or vacation?"
"Both." The couple answered.
"And your kid stays behind?" Mr. Kimura asked.
"Yup." Mrs. Akabane answered.
Many couples turned to glance at one another, then back at the Akabanes.
Mrs. Akabane raised a challenging eyebrow. "What?"
Mrs. Maehara had an surprised look on her face. "You just leave your kid like that?"
The other woman narrowed her eyes. She knew that look and tone well, it was the same one her brother used. 'She's judging me.'
"His uncle checks up on him." Mr. Akabane reminded.
"Plus, he can take care of himself." His wife added, her tone carrying a visible threat inside.
Mrs. Nakamura turned away. She wasn't someone to judge other people's parenting styles, and she certainly didn't want another conflict like what happened with the Okudas and Takebayashis.
Mrs. Kanzaki turned away as well. She thought back to the look Karma gave Mr. Ono. 'Everything makes sense now.'
Everyone turned back to the screen, but the Akabanes knew some people were judging them.
"Don't cause trouble." Mr. Akabane whispered to his wife.
She glanced at him. "No promises."
Ritsu had winter clothes on. "This should be fun. My first time in a theatre!" She beamed excitedly.
Mrs. Hara smiled warmly. "That's so cute."
"But this is America. They won't have Japanese subtitles. Think we can get the gist of it?" Nagisa asked unsurely. He had a pink blanket over him.
Hiromi smiled, remembering the pink dress she had gotten for Nagisa. 'Too bad he won't wear it anymore.'
"You'll be fine. You both have good English grades, and Professor Irina has been working you plenty hard."The octopus assured them."
"Appropriately?" Mrs. Kimura raised a dubious eyebrow.
"Come on," Mr. Kimura said. "We've seen her teach."
"And say she'll punish them with a French kiss."
"Plus if you put my tentacle to your ear."
Two tentacles with tiny Korosensei faces on them appeared before the two boys. They were shocked by their appearances. "I'll explain any unfamiliar words that crop up."
Nagisa put one in his ear while Karma examined the other tentacle before eventually putting on.
"Now do your best—and enjoy the show."
Mrs. Suginno wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Is that…hygienic?"
"It's a little disturbing." Mr. Kataoka commented.
He offered them soda and popcorn. "Here, have some soda and popcorn."
The lights turned off as the movie started.
Mr. Nakamura was vibrating in his seat.
His wife sighed. "You've already seen it."
"I just love Sonic Ninja." The man said giddily.
Mr. Kanzaki blanched. 'Is this the same man I've been turning to for advice?'
Nagisa closed his eyes in excitement. 'Uh-oh-This is pretty great!'
Nagisa's father smiled warmly. "He's having fun."
Hiromi smiled. "Yes….in Hawaii." She slapped herself lightly. "In Hawaii."
The three happily awaited the movie to start.
Sonic Ninja drew out his sword and started slashing.
"Yes!" Mr. Nakamura and wrapped an arm around Mr. Kanzaki, who yelped. "Look at this! This is what I was telling you about!"
"Let go!" Mr. Kanzaki tried to break free from the crazed man.
The wives of the two men turned to each other and back at them.
'A solitary, troubled hero, who must save the world...Kids our age have always admired that character type.' Nagisa thought as he watched the movie.
Mr. Nakamura finally let go of Mr. Kanzaki and let out a manly squeal. "Nagisa's narration makes the whole movie even better!"
Mr. Kanzaki coughed and rubbed his neck.
"Good point." Mr. Hazama said. "The kid was born to be a narrator."
'But what about Korosensei?' He glanced up at Korosensei, who was pink as he watched the movie.
"G…no, H." He muttered.
The movie panned on to the woman's bust.
Mr. Okajima's eyes were instantly glued to the screen.
Mr. Nakamura scowled and turned away, crossing his arms in anger.
'He's more into the heroine.' Nagisa wasn't surprised.
"No surprise there." Mrs. Hayami commented, clearly bored.
"Yup, no surprise." Mr. Okajima drooled. "Just look at those…."
Mrs. Okajima coughed and waved her fist threateningly.
The woman held up her gun as someone approached them from the flames.
Mr. Nakamura breathed and repeated tapped Mr. Kanzaki's shoulder "I love this part!"
The other man growled and slapped his hand away. "Stop that!"
"He's scary." Mrs. Hazama whimpered.
Her husband groaned. "Will you pull yourself together already?"
"You're saying that you would kill me." The villain took off his mask. "Even if you knew who I really was?"
The woman gasped as she lowered her gun. "My brother?"
"Oooh, plot twist." Mrs. Akabane rolled her eyes.
The camera panned to Korosensei, then faded to black.
They were in front of the old campus. It was dark.
"That was great! That cliff-hanger really leaves you wanting more!" Nagisa said happily.
Mrs. Kurahashi cooed. "That smile is just so precious!"
Nagisa's father smiled warmly. 'It really is.'
Hiromi's gaze softened. 'I guess going to Hawaii was…okay.' Her eye twitched, but she kept her composure.
"But making the big boss be the heroine's brother? Pretty clichéd," Karma stated, frowning.
"You got that right!" Mrs. Akabane said.
"But it was a good plot twist!" Mr. Nakamura argued.
"It's been done before." She yawned. "Boring!"
Nagisa frowned. "Oh, uh...yeah..."
Ritsu gazed up at Nagisa from his pocket. "I can predict the series end by analyzing a thousand Hollywood films! Shall I?"
"No!" Mr. Nakamura yelled fearfully.
"No, thanks. You two are real party poopers." Nagisa gave her a small smile.
"Yes, they are!" Mr. Nakamura crossed his arms and turned to Mrs. Akabane. "I changed my mind, you can keep your son!"
She huffed. "Fine!" She snapped her fingers at her husband. "Find me a babysitter, I am not putting up with my stupid brother anymore."
'Then raise your own, damn kid, you stupid woman!' Mrs. Maehara thought bitterly.
"I want your kid now." Mr. Nakamura turned to Nagisa's parents, who blanched.
Korosensei was crying like crazy. "Long-lost siblings! What a cruel fate! Boo hoo hoo!"
Note Card: "Koro sensei's weak point #13: Cries at clichéd scenes."
Mr. Hazama slowly blinked. He unimpressed, unsurprised, and unamused.
"I…have no words for this." Mr. Sugaya sweat dropped.
Mrs. Kurahashi smiled. "I like clichéd scenes."
"Hey, what's with him? I thought he was a big boy." Karma remarked.
"He is what people call, a man-child." Mr. Hazama said dryly.
"He's been like that all the way home." Ritsu told them.
"Thanks for the day, Korosensei!" Nagisa said.
"See you." Karma said.
"Goodbye! Careful on these roads at night." He waved a tentacle. "And write a report on the movie in English by tomorrow."
Nagisa was flabbergasted. "Aw! You're giving us homework?"
"Well, he is a teacher." Mrs. Kataoka shrugged.
"It's a small price to pay for a free trip to Hawaii."
"Doesn't that defeat the purpose of 'free trip'?" Mr. Hayami commented.
"Now that's just mean!" Mrs. Akabane stuck out her tongue at the octopus.
Nagisa's father smiled uncertainly and sweat dropped.
"On the bright side, that's gotta be the coolest homework ever!" Mr. Nakamura beamed. "Like imagine writing a report about your favorite franchise!"
"You'd probably write a hundred pages." Mrs. Nakmaura smiled. "Minimum."
The two boys walked on the streets. Nagisa sighed and Karma turned to him.
"What's up, Nagisa?"
"That was a first. Taking in a lecture over five hours to Hawaii, watching a movie and then coming home." The other boy said.
"You got that right."
"That was a real first." Mr. Sugaya nodded.
'And hopefully the last.' Hiromi forced herself to smile.
"What's more, Korosensei reached a new level of care in keeping you two from harm." A flashback of Korosensei flying with his two students while shielding them from the wind appeared using his tentacles. "I saw him use his tentacles to avoid wind pressure and dust particles." Ritsu stated.
Mr. Yukimura was intrigued.
"What we saw today...that's what Korosensei sees all the time." Nagisa said, to which Karma hummed in agreement. "The more I get to know him, the more I feel like his life is receding from our view."
The parents frowned at this.
"They're growing attached." Mr. Fuwa stated.
Mr. Okano nodded. "And if that's the case, then his death probably wasn't easy on them."
Nagisa's father looked down, remembering his son's tears from the graduation ceremony. Up until now, he had believed they were because Nagisa had been happy because their family was reunited, but now, were they tears of gratitude shed for Korosensei? 'Or both?'
The scene returned to Korosensei.
"Well, I ought to be on my way, too. I'm meeting Mimura at his house for some math tutoring." H took off.
The Mimuras shared a look.
"He came to our house?" The woman asked.
Mr. Mimura shrugged. "Never heard anything."
The scene showed a white-haired boy watching the octopus fly away.
The Horibes gasped once they saw him.
Mr. Terasaka frowned. "Who's that?"
Mrs. Muramatsu squinted her eyes. 'Itona-kun?'
It zoomed out to show him on a tree branch with a figure in black robes standing on the ground.
"Well? Could you follow him with your eyes?" He asked.
The boy nodded.
"Itona?" Mrs. Horibe asked worriedly.
Mr. Muramatsu's eyes widened. "That's Itona?"
The Horibes turned to him in surprise and confusion.
"Good. Then you can kill him."
The camera showed the boy's face.
"My…brother?" He asked quietly.
"What?" The Horibes yelled, completely stunned.
"Korosensei has a brother?!" Mr. Fuwa's eyes widened.
"N-No! He doesn't!" Mr. Horibe said. "I mean, I don't know about his family, but that boy isn't related to him!"
"That's our son, Itona!" Mrs. Horibe said. "He's an only child!"
Mrs. Sugaya frowned. "Then, why did he call Korosensei his brother?"
"And who was that man?" Mr. Kataoka asked.
"I don't know!" Mrs. Horibe shook her head furiously. "I don't know!"
"Yes, your big brother." The camera zoomed in on the man's red eyes. "And starting tomorrow, your teacher."
The scene zoomed slowly onto the crescent moon.
"Now...let's get some payback for that moon, shall we?"
The scene faded to black.
The Horibes were speechless.
"So…this Itona boy is the other assassin?" Mr. Mimura said carefully.
Mrs. Horibe shook her head furiously, unable to conceive what she had just watched.
"I don't understand." Mrs. Muramatsu said. "How do you not know this?"
Mr. Horibe looked down slightly. "We…We've been out of the country for some time, work-related." He quickly added the last part. "During that time, Itona was staying with his uncle."
Mr. Kanzaki frowned. "Could the man in white be his uncle?"
"No, he doesn't even sound like him!" Mr. Horibe said.
"And we would call him to check up on Itona." Mrs. Horibe said, then looked down when she remembered the one call that made her heart nearly stop.
"Okay, this is just weird." Mr. Okano said. "Do we watch the next episode, or wait for Ritsu?"
Mrs. Maehara glanced at her husband, silently asking him if they could check on Mrs. Isogai.
Just then, the door opened and Mrs. Fuwa walked in. The Maeharas quickly stood up.
"Could you please come with me?" She asked them.
The two nodded and left.
"Okay, now what?" Mr. Mimura asked.
"Let's wait a bit." Mrs. Hara suggested.
"You can both see her now."
"Thank you so much." Mrs. Maehara bowed and went inside the staff room, which had now been converted into a hospital ward.
"Um, where's Ristu?" Mr. Maehara asked the nurse.
"She's assisting Dr. Takehbayashi." She answered.
"Okay, could you tell her I need to speak to her?" He asked. "Once she's done, of course."
Mr. Fuwa nodded. "I will. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go speak with Dr. Takebayashi."
The man nodded and watched her go. He finally walked into the staff room, observing its new appearance.
The table and chairs had been moved to the side to make room. There were various medical items present, ranging from needles, medical gloves, and there was even a microscope. The man frowned. 'Did the kids get all these things?'
He noticed the locker was opened, showing more medical supplies. 'Where'd they get all these?'
"Do you need anything?" He heard his wife ask.
The ill woman just smiled. "No, I'm alright."
Mrs. Maehara nodded and gently gripped her friend's hand. "Isogai-san…"
What was she supposed to say? An apology wouldn't cut it, and certainly wouldn't be necessary because the other woman would just dismiss it with a typical reassuring smile.
But Mrs. Maehara knew that right now, her friend was beyond embarrassed, and she wanted nothing more than to disappear.
"She says she's feeling better." Mrs. Fuwa said as she returned to the Home Ec class, where the small, medical team had gathered.
Mr. Takebayashi nodded. "Good."
"These are her nursing records." She handed the man the papers she had been carrying.
"Thank you, Fuwa-san." He accepted the papers. "That'll be all."
The woman bowed and left.
Mr. Takebayshi turned to the Okudas. "You two can also leave." After a brief pause, he added, "Thank you for your help."
Mr. Okuda bowed and smiled slightly. Mrs. Okuda bowed as well, and the two were off.
Mrs. Takebayshi hummed. "I'm glad all is good between us."
The man turned her. "I only accepted their help because I had a, that doesn't mean I like them." He turned back to the paper. "Especially not that woman."
Mrs. Takebayashi sighed and opened up the file that contained Mrs. Isogai's previous medical records, all provided by her son. 'Why is he like this?'
"He's a very good person." Mr. Okuda said, as he walked by his wife's side. "Hopefully, we'll get along now."
The woman scoffed, crossing her arms. "I still don't like him."
The man frowned. "Are you still not over that argument?"
"Of course not!" She stopped and turned to her husband. "How could I be? He yelled at me and accused me of being a horrible parent! I have every right to hate him!" She huffed. "I only worked with him because someone was in need of some medical attention, that doesn't mean everything is all fine and dandy now!"
The man sighed. "Honey, you can't expect everyone to agree with our parenting style."
"It's not that!" She said. "He painted me as a terrible mother in front of so many people! Did he have to do that? No! He could have just kept quiet! And if he really felt the need to state his opinions on how I should raise my own daughter, then why not speak to me privately?! Why embarrass me like that?!"
"I know, I know." Mr. Okuda said. "But please, let's be civil with each other until we're back home. Afterwards, you don't have to see him again."
"Good!"
Okay, let's see:
Mrs. Kanzaki is trying to speak with her husband.
Mr. Kanzaki and Mr. Nakamura have established a friendship.
Mrs. Isogai is dealing with humiliation.
Mrs. Maehara and Mrs. Akabane aren't on the best of terms, and it may get worse.
The Okudas and Takebayashis are sorta getting along?
The Horibes are in for a serious shock next chapter.
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That's pretty much everything in this chapter, there was no room for that intense moment.
Overall, I'm not very satisfied with this chapter, but after agonizing over it, and rewriting the beginning three times, I got frustrated and decided to just post it already and move on with this story already.