"Fuwa-san said you wanted to speak with me?"
Mr. Maehara nodded. "Listen, Ritsu, I have a favor to ask."
"Yes?"
"I told everyone that Isogai-san had a cold, some of them were suspicious because of how many people got involved." He said. "I told them you overreacted, so if they ask you, could you tell them that?"
Ritsu nodded. "I will."
The man smiled gratefully. "Thank you, and sorry about that."
The girl smiled politely and looked down. "It's fine. In fact, I'd say it's true. I know Isogai-san doesn't want anyone knowing about her situation, I just thought I'd be best if there was a doctor present." She clarified. "And I wanted the Okudas to make sure if the medicines were enough or if she needed something else."
Mr. Maehara nodded. "You did the right thing."
Ritsu looked up at him hopefully. "Will Isogai-san….forgive me?"
"Of course."
True, the woman was most likely upset by what had happened to her, probably scared others will pity her now, but Mr. Maehara knew she would be understanding of Ritsu's actions.
"One more thing." He said. "When they asked about why the doctors hadn't come back, I told them they were preparing a hospital room in case something like that happens again."
Ritsu hummed. "Well, we did convert the staff room into a hospital room."
"But what if they ask the doctors?"
"I'll try to convince them to say that without revealing Isogai-san's condition or how it came to be."
Mr. Maehara let out a sigh or relief. "Thank you so much, Ritsu, you have no idea how much this means for us and Isogai-san in particular."
Ritsu nodded, feeling proud of herself for helping them.
Because the medical team were "still preparing the staff room", the rest of the parents continued watching.
Karasuma was typing on his laptop. The scene showed his laptop screen, which had an email displayed.
"To: T. Karasuma
Subject: Message from Special Service HQ
Your second transfer student will arrive on 6/15. This is our long awaited favorite. No need for detailed discussions in advance; comply with his attendant's wishes."
The Horibes glanced at one another worriedly.
The camera focused on "This is our long awaited favorite."
"I don't like this." Mrs. Yada whispered to her husband. "I have a bad feeling about this."
"It'll be fine." The patted her back, but there was a hint of worry in his voice.
Karasuma remained silent for a few moments before replying with "Understood."
Mrs. Horibe knitted her hands together in fear.
Episode 11: Transfer Student time/2nd Period
The scene showed the outside of the old campus. It was raining heavily.
"All right, class, time for homeroom." Korosensei's head was almost three times larger. ''Please take your seats.''
The class sweat dropped at his state.
"What. The. Heck?" Mr. Okano had look that was a mixture of bemusement and disbelief.
"I don't wanna know." Mr. Chiba said simply.
"That's... big." Nagisa commented.
A beeping sound came from Ritsu as she examined him. "Korosensei, your head is approximately 33 percent larger. Please explain.''
"Yes, explain more unexplainable things."Mrs. Hayami commented.
"Ah, it's soaked up all this moisture, thanks to the high humidity." Korosensei said in a heavy voice.
Note Card: "Korosensei's Weak Point #14:Prone to dampness"
There was a collection of sighs.
"Part of me feels like these weakness are fake." Mrs. Terasaka said. "How could a super-creature have so many ridiculous weakness?"
"Maybe it's like some balance." Mr. Nakamura suggested. "Like, in exchange for Mach 20 and super-powerful tentacles, he also gets these weaknesses."
"Sounds ridiculous, but given what we've seen so far," Mr. Hazama shrugged. "Well, anything's plausible."
He squeezed the side of his face to get the water out.
"Like uncooked rice!" Okajima said.
"It is." Mr. Muramatsu nodded.
The drop fell into a bucket filled with water.
"Now, then…" His head and voice were back to normal. "Mr. Karasuma tells me another transfer student is coming."
"Yeah, well, probably another assassin." Maehara said.
"Probably another assassin." Mrs. Kataoka sighed. "I really hate how it feels…normal for me to hear that."
"Yeah." Her husband agreed.
"I got into a little trouble taking Ritsu too lightly last time." He pointed at Ritsu. "I won't make that mistake again."
Ritsu giggled at the memory.
"It'll work out in the end." Mr. Fuwa said." Just like with Ritsu."
"Hopefully." Mrs. Horibe whispered to her husband, who just placed his hand on top of hers as a form of comfort.
"He'll be fine." He smiled. "He's alive, right? He's with us."
The woman nodded, but she was still shaking lightly.
Korosensei grinned and rubbed his tentacles together. "In any case, it'll be nice for you to have someone else on your side."
"Hey, Ritsu, have you heard anything?" Hara asked. "You know, as a fellow transfer student?"
The Horibes listened closely.
Mrs. Muramatsu watched them warily.
"Yes, a little." She replied. "Originally, he and I were to be introduced together.''
An image of Ritsu shooting appeared. There was dark music playing in the background.
Mrs. Hazama yelped.
Others were also scared.
"I would handle long-range attacks, and he, close-range combat.'' Korosensei was sliced and fell down, revealing a scary looking monster in the dark. ''Together, we'd drive Korosensei into a corner."
"Close range?" Mr. Horibe furrowed his eyebrows.
Mrs. Horibe squeezed her hands so tightly, they turned white.
The class listened. "But... those orders were cancelled for two reasons.''
''Huh... what were they?'' Hara asked.
"One, his adjustment took longer than expected."
'Adjustments?' Mr. Horibe grew nervous.
"And two... I lack the capacity to provide him support." She was no longer smiling "As an assassin, I am overwhelmingly inferior to him."
Korosensei looked down, clearly unnerved.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait." Mr. Yoshida gulped. "That kid is….is stronger than Ritsu!"
"Okay, is this is getting really creepy." Mrs. Akabane said. "Who the hell is this kid?"
Mr. Horibe placed a hand on top of his wife's shaking one. She looked up at him fearfully.
"He'll be fine." He assured her. "He
The class was also unnerved. 'This is coming from Ritsu, who blew off Koro-sensei's finger. What kind of monster is this guy?' Nagisa wondered.
'He's not a monster.' Mrs. Horibe wiped her brow. 'He's my son.'
The students tensed when they heard the door open.
The next scene showed the white-robed man's feet. Korosensei and the students watched him warily.
"Okay." Mrs. Chiba said warily.
Mrs. Muramatsu watched carefully. 'Where's Itona-kun?'
The man was silent. The students were still nervous.
"What's with that outfit?" Kataoka asked warily.
"Is that the new kid?" Okano asked.
"He's too tall to be a kid." Mr. Mimura said.
Mr. Hazama shrugged. "Some people are really tall, you'd think they're older."
The man raised an index finger, then smoke came out from his hands, and revealed a pigeon.
The students gasped.
Mrs. Hazama yelped. Her husband just rolled his eyes.
He laughed wholeheartedly. "Sorry! Didn't mean to frighten you.'' He let go of the bird. "I'm not the new kid-I'm his guardian. You can call me…"Shiro""
Mr. Horibe frowned. "Guardian?"
"That can't be his uncle." Mrs. Horibe shook her head.
"Does he have other relatives?" Mrs. Muramatsu asked.
"No." Mrs. Horibe looked down. 'Who is this man? How is he Itona's guardian? What about his unc—"
The woman's eyes widened. 'Unless—"
Kayano and Nagisa smiled apprehensively. "Some guy all in white comes in doing tricks? That'd spook anyone!" Kayano said.
"Not the best first impression." Mr. Hayami said.
"Yeah, not just Korosensei, eith—"Nagisa began to say and turned to his teacher, who was in his liquid form on the roof, sweating and wearing a blank expression.
The parents had no words.
"Korosensei, you scaredy-cat!" Mimura chided.
"He's spooked enough to use his liquefy trick!" Sugaya exclaimed.
Note Card: "Korosensei Weak Point #15:Falls for rumors"
He gave them a sheepish grin and tried to explain himself. "Well, Ritsu was telling all those scary stories!"
"Has ever seen himself when he's pitch black?" Mrs. Akabane rolled her eyes.
"N-nice to meet you, Mr. Shiro. And where is our new student?" He asked hesitantly as he stood in front of Shiro in his original form.
"A pleasure, Korosensei." Shiro greeted well. "He's a rather... unique child, in personality and otherwise. I'll introduce him myself."
"He is." Mrs. Muramatsu smiled at the Horibes, hoping to calm them down. "He's such a sweet boy."
She was successful as the Horibes smiled at her.
Karasuma walked over and peered from the window.
'He's awfully evasive.' Nagisa watched Shiro walk.
Shiro glanced at him. Kayano, who had also been regarding him, averted her gaze.
Nagisa's parents grew worried.
"Yes?" Korosensei asked him.
Shiro turned to him. "Oh, just... you've got good kids here. I'm sure he'll fit right in.'' Shiro turned to the door. ''Now to introduce him: Hey, Itona! Come on in.''
They all turned to the door, bracing themselves for their new classmate.
The parents watched carefully and nervously.
Mr. Horibe was sweating. "Ito-"
They gasped when the wall was suddenly smashed and Itona causally came in and took his seat between Terasaka and Karma.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Mr. Okajima jerked back in shock.
The Horibes had their jaws hung open. Mrs. Horibe tried to speak, but no words were coming out of her mouth.
"H-How did he…? W-What did he….?" Mr. Okano struggled to speak.
Even the Akabanes were speechless.
"I won." He said emotionlessly. "I've proved that I'm stronger than that classroom wall." His eyes were tinted with red.
"Uh…." Was all Mr. Chiba could say.
The Horibes could not tear their gazes from their son's eyes.
"Use the damn door!" The class yelled, freaking out.
"That's their reaction!" Mr. Mimura yelled in disbelief. "Some kid just broke down a wall for Pete's sake!"
"I-Ito….Ito…na." Mrs. Horibe could only point a shaking finger at the screen.
"That's all that matters…that's all." He mumbled.
"What is talking about?" Mr. Kataoka asked.
The class sweat dropped at him.
"Gah, we've got us another handful!" Someone whispered.
"You can said that again." Mr. Nakamura said, sweating lightly.
"Even Korosensei doesn't know how to react!" Nagisa stated as the class turned to him
"He's not smiling... not serious..." Isogai said.
Korosensei's expression was indescribable.
"What's with that half-assed expression?!" Maehara asked irritably.
"That's his reaction?" Mr. Sugino sweat dropped.
"Itona Horibe. Please, call him Itona." Shiro said.
Mr. Horibe was starting to sweat. 'Who is this man?!'
Mrs. Horibe was recalling that horrifying phone call.
Nagisa was stunned. 'A white-clad guardian and a transfer student who's impossible to read. We're in for some extra-stormy weather.' He glanced at Itona, whose expression remained neutral.
"Say, Itona, something's been bugging me…" Karma asked, not at all wary. Outside, it was still raining." You came in from outside right? Empty handed? It's raining buckets out there, yet there's not a drop of rain on you."
"That's….right." Mr. Terasaka said.
"I don't like this." Mr. Okajima sweated profoundly. "This isn't good."
Itona turned to him. He noticed that the entire class was looking at him.
Itona stood up and walked over to Karma. "You might be the strongest one in this class. But don't fret,'' he placed a hand on Karma's hair and rubbed it. "You're weaker than me, so I won't kill you." He removed his hand.
"Um…personal space, please?" Mrs. Kimura said.
"He's a little creepy." Mrs. Hayami remarked.
Mr. Kataoka scoffed. "A little?"
Karma turned away, frowning. He rubbed his hair.
"I only want to kill those who could be stronger than me." He walked over to Korosensei, who was eating a candy bar Shiro had offered him. "And in this classroom, Korosensei, that's you."
Korosensei grinned smugly. "Who's strong and who's weak? That's how you pick your fights, Itona? If it's a trial of strength, you and I aren't even in the same dimension."
"Oh!" Mrs. Akabane slapped her hands together. "Savage sensei!" She made the mic drop gesture.
"Could you please be serious?" Mrs. Kataoka narrowed her eyes. "We have some kid who claims to be Korosensei's brother and broke down a freaking wall!"
The woman glared at her. "I'm trying to light up the mood!"
"Sure, we are." Itona pulled out the same candy bar. Kanzaki watched him warily in the background.
Mr. Kanzaki focused on his daughter. He didn't like that she was close to this dangerous boy.
"After all," He walked closer to the octopus. "We're brother by blood."
The class blanched.
There was the letter B on Korosensei'd forehead.
There was a series of images that followed. The first was of baby Korosensei and Itona, followed by them as famous brothers in Anime. "B-B-B-B-B-B—"
"Brothers!" The class yelled.
"Now that's a reaction!" Mr. Fuwa said.
Mr. Chiba looked confused. "Were the anime pictures really necessary?"
"They're a little funny." Mrs. Chiba chuckled slightly.
"Itona ripped the wrapper off. "Loser dies, big brother." He said with the piece of wrapper still in his mouth.
Korosensei was nervous.
"Siblings have no need for cheap tricks. I will kill you and prove my strength. We face off after school-here, in this classroom." With that, he left with Shiro.
"Where the heck is he going?" Mr. Mimura asked. "He just go here, through a damn wall!"
"I…" Mr. Horibe looked down when he heard his wife speaking.
The woman met his gaze. "Do you…do remember that phone call?"
"The man's eyes widened.
The class was silent for a few seconds, before they began freaking out.
"Now hang on, sir! What's with this "brother" stuff?!'' Nakamura yelled.
"Humans and octopuses are nothing alike!" Okajima said.
"No! No, no, no!" Kororsensei held his tentacles up. "I haven't the foggiest! I was born and raised an only child!"
An image of an elementary-age Korosensei appeared. "When I asked my folks for a little brother, things got really awkward!"
The camera zoomed out to show his "parents"
"Wait-you have parents?!" Maehara asked in disbelief.
"You gotta be kidding me!" Mr. Kimura groaned.
The scene cut to the staff room.
Shiro was reading Shonen jump and laughed.
Irina and Karasuma watched him intently.
'Are they really siblings? Or is this a tactic to shake him up?' Karasuma wondered.
"Definitely the latter." Mr. Terasaka said, glancing at the Horibes.
Shiro noticed their stares and placed the manga down. "Sorry to startle you, Mr. Karasuma. That boy is the toppest of top secret. It wasn't unreasonable for you to be in the dark here."
"You really think…?" Mr. Horibe asked his wife quietly.
"It's the only explanation." She said.
The scene showed the outside of the old campus. "But I assure you: he is indeed Korosensei's brother."Itona was eating a chocolate bar. "And after school, that will become extremely evident."
The rest of the class stared at him while having lunch.
"He sure is packin' in the sweets at a healthy pace." Maehara commented.
Itona's desk had tons of sweets on it.
The Horibes forgot their worrying momentarily and blanched at the sight.
"He got Korosensei's sweet tooth."
"And his opaque expression." Isogai added.
Korosensei also had a ton of sweet on his desk. 'That brothers thing sure has everyone comparing the two of us.Now, I'm all antsy. I'll cheer myself up by looking at the girly magazine I bought today.' He out a magazine titled "Weekly Young Jump ": 'Ah, now this is for grown-up tastes!'
Mrs. Kimura rolled her eyes. "Typical."
Mr. Kanzaki face palmed.
Itona was reading the same magazine, much to the class's shock.
"The hell?!" Mr. Fuwa yelled.
The Horibes' eyes widened in disbelief and their jaws were close to the ground.
"They even like the same big boobs! His credibility just skyrocketed!" Okajiama cried in disbelief.
"You think so, Okajima?" Nagisa asked.
"Oh yeah!" He turned to Nagisa, holding up the exact mag. "We boob men are all brothers!"
"Three brothers now?!" Nagisa sweat dropped.
Mrs. Okajima face palmed over and over again, not caring if it was going to leave a mark.
"This kid is unbelievable." Mr. Hayami said.
"Facts, Taiga!" Mr. Okajima pulled out the same magazine. "Boob men, unite!"
"You had that with you the entire time?!" Mrs. Okajima snapped.
"If they really are brothers... then why wouldn't Korosensei know?" Kayano asked.
Fuwa hummed. "I bet it went like this:"
Mr. Fuwa sighed. 'Here we go.'
A drawing of octopus knights appeared.
"Your highness, the enemy army is upon us!" One octopus was keeling down.
The scene shifted to Princes, Itona and Korosensei.
"Then I have no choice! My sons! You alone must live!" The king said.
"Go on ahead, my brother! Once we're over this bridge, we'll have escaped!" They were on the bridge. Korosensei had his sword drawn out.
Korosensei was hit by two arrows and fell off the bridge.
"My brother! Brotherrr!" Itona cried, trying to save him.
"Never mind me-go! My brother... go forth and live!" Korosensei told him.
Everyone sweat dropped.
"…What the hell did I just watch?" Mrs. Mimura said.
The family portrait appeared.
"And once grown, they began their destined battle without realizing they were brothers!" Fuwa finished.
"Okay, but why's the little brother human?" Kayano asked.
"Um, like... a mutation?" Fuwa suggested.
Mr. Nakamura chuckled slightly. "Imagine that."
The Horibes glanced at one another; both were wearing looks of bemusement and disbelief.
"You haven't explained the core issue here! You gotta dig deeper on your characterizations there, Fuwa." Kayano said. "And your plot needs more work!"
Nagisa observed Itona.
"I'll admit, it's a good draft." Mr. Hazama remarked.
"Yeah, if you exclude the whole brothers destined to fight crappy cliché." Mrs. Akabane said.
"It could work." Mr. Nakamura objected. "You just a need a good motive for them to fight."
Mr. Akabane raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"
The other man hummed. "Like, what if Prince Koro finds himself stranded on enemy territory, so he hides his true identity and manages to earn the king's trust."
"Let me guess," Mr. Hazama cut him off. "Meanwhile, Prince Itona leads his own kingdom and in the future they battle?"
"Booooriiiing!" Mrs. Akabane said.
"No! What if Prince Koro is planning to assassinate the king? But first he has to earn his trust. Years later, he returns secretly to his kingdom and reunites with his brother."
"They collaborate to overthrow the king." Mr. Akabane rubbed his chin.
"Still boring." His wife said. "And don't tell me you're gonna have him have second thoughts or something like that."
"No, they're gonna succeed and merge the kingdoms together—"
"We're going off topic here!" Mr. Terasaka yelled at them.
"Also, our son is not a prince." Mr. Horibe said, slightly irritated. "And he's not Korosensei's brother."
Mr. Hazama stared at him. "You sure you never had an octopus kid before?"
"This is a real story with real background, not a fairytale!"
"More realism!"
"In this class?" Mr. Kimura snorted.
Itona looked up briefly from his magazine, then carried on reading.
The screen faded to black.
The bell rang. It was still raining.
The classroom had been converted into a battle arena. The desks were made as barriers. E Class watched Korosensei and Itona, who stood on opposite sides.
Everyone tensed.
"They're…they're really going to fight?" Mrs. Horibe said worriedly.
Mrs. Muramatsu turned to her with a reassuring smile. "Itona-kun is safe, right? That means he'll be fine?"
"And Korosensei would never hurt a student." Mr. Horibe added, easing more of his wife's worry.
Mrs. Maehara glanced at them. 'Still, it must be terrifying to see this.'
Itona removed his scarf and jacket. Korosensei looked nervous.
"A disk-ring?" Irina asked.
"Yep. Like a real match." Karasuma said." I've never known anyone to go about an assassination like this."
"Well, they're just kids." Mrs. Kimura commented.
"You must be sick of plain old assassinations, Korosensei. Shall we lay down a rule here?" Shiro suggested. "How about... stepping foot out of the ring means death on the spot. What do you think?"
Mr. Yoshida was unnerved. "This guy isn't playing around."
"I really wanna who he is." Mr. Terasaka said.
"What the-? Like the loser's gonna uphold that rule." Sugino stated.
"No, breaking a rule that we were all witness to would hurt our trust in him as a teacher." Karma said. "That kind of restriction works especially well with him."
Mr. Hazama frowned. "Does he know Korosensei personally?"
Mr. Fuwa shrugged. "Maybe he read a report on him or something."
Korosensei glanced up at them. "All right. I accept your rule. However, Itona, hurting the spectators is also a loss."
"Start on my signal." Shiro held up his hand. assassination... "
The students and teachers were nervous.
Mrs. Horibe took a deep breath.
The rest watched anxiously.
"…begin!" He brought his hand down.
Instantly, one of Korosnesei's tentacles was chopped off.
"HUH?!" Mr. Okajima's eyes widened.
They all watched in shock and horror as the tentacle fell on the floor.
"How did that happen?!" Mr. Muramatsu cried in shock. "They just started!"
The Horibes shared a stunned look.
Mr. Mimura was sweating. "Oh, boy…"
'Our eyes were all pinned to one spot—' Nagisa thought, just as shocked as his classmates. 'and it wasn't our teacher's shorn-off arm.'
"Itona…" Mr. Horibe breathed.
"Close your eyes." Mr. Hazama told his wife. "I feel like what we're about to see isn't pretty."
The woman quickly complied.
"It can't be..." Korosensei glanced at Itona, who had tentacles on his head, in shock. "Tentacles?!"
The students were all shocked.
"T-T-T-T-" Mr. Okajima pointed at the screen, shaking furiously.
Mrs. Muramatsu turned to the Horibes who were beyond shocked. They were staring at the screen in shock, terror, worry, disbelief, and anxiety. Their faces were pale, and their eyes were ready to burst from their sockets at any moment.
"Itona's hair-" Nagisa breathed, unable to conceive what he was seeing. "it's tentacles!"
"TENTACLES!" Mr. Okajima finally yelled.
"But where?!" Mr. Kimura yelled. "How?! Why?!"
Mrs. Horibe's breathing began to hitch.
Karma smiled slightly once he realized it. 'Oh, so that's how he stayed dry empty-handed in that rain: he can bat away the drops with his tentacles.'
"Where?"
Nagisa gasped at the dark tone of his teacher.
Korosensei was pitch black, eyes red and veins on pulsing on his head. "Where did you get those-those tentacles!"
Mr. Nakamura paled and gulped. "He's mad."
"Understatement." Mr. Kanzaki said, looking very unnerved.
Mrs. Hazama gulped.
"We are not obligated to tell you that, Korosensei. But this ought to have convinced you:" Itona stared intently at him. "You have different parents, different upbringings, but still, you are brothers."
"So….adopted?" Mrs. Akabane said, ignoring the tense atmosphere in the room.
Little did she know, that simple word only intensified the Horibes' inner turmoil.
Korosensei growled, eyes glowing red. "My, what a scary face you're making. Did you perhaps remember something unpleasant?" Shiro taunted.
Korosensei's flashback from episode one appeared briefly.
Mr. Yukimura gasped softly.
"The kid was…experimented on?" Mr. Fuwa said slowly.
"No." Mrs. Horibe shook. "No, no, no, no."
"It would appear…you and I will need to have a little talk." Korosensei regenerated his lost tentacle.
"But we can't. You'll be dead." Shiro raised his hand to show a bracelet.
The bracelet emitted a bright purple-white light. Korosensei yelped.
Mrs. Kanzaki's eyes widened. "What is that?"
"Exposure to this pressure ray at close range triggers dilatant behavior in your cells." Shiro explained.
Itona attacked maliciously.
Hiromi yelped and held her husband's hand.
Mr. Horibe was paralyzed by the scene, he didn't notice that his wife was hyperventilating.
"Your whole body stiffens instantly. We know it all-all of your weak points." Shiro held up a thumbs-down.
"Seriously, who is this guy?" Mr. Sugaya asked.
"He's definitely connected to Korosensei." Mr. Chiba said. "There's no other explanation."
The students watched in fear as Itona's deadly attacks continued.
Mrs. Horibe's hyperventilation intensified.
"Did he get him?" Muramatsu asked warily.
"No—look up!" Terasaka said.
Korosensei was attached to the roof, panting and sweating as he stared down. His old skin was below him.
Mrs. Yada grew worried. "He's already drained?"
"It'll be fine." Mr. Okano said. "Remember, he wasn't killed until March."
'Still.' Mr. Maehara thought.
"You've shed your skin." Shiro noted. "That's right-you had that trick up your sleeve. But, Korosensei, we also know there's a weak spot there, too."
Itona's tentacles knocked him back down. "Molting expends more energy than it would seem. Therefore, the speed you're so proud of drops immediately afterward."
"Wait, what?" Mrs. Okano jerked up in surprise.
Mr. Akabane grimaced. "He's in big trouble now."
"Korosensei's Weak Point #16:Right after molting" was written on screen.
Itona attacked. "And you've grown back the arm that Itona took in his first surprise attack. That uses up quite a bit of stamina as well."
"Korosensei's Weak Point #17:Right after regeneration"
Mr. Kanzaki frowned. 'This man knows so much about him.'
Shiro's form was covered in shadows, his eyes glowing. "By my calculations, you should be evenly matched physically about now."
"Korosensei's Weak Point #2:Has an unusually short fuse"
''Your use of tentacles depends greatly on your mental state. Given the shock of being damaged by an unexpected tentacle, it's plain to see who's in the lead now."
Korosenei struggled to evade Itona's attacks.
Mrs. Horibe couldn't take it anymore.
"Furthermore, he has the support of his devoted guardian."
"Korosensei's Weak Point #18:Hardens upon exposure to a special beam"
"Honey!"
Everyone turned around to see Mr. Horibe holding his unconscious wife.
"Crap!" Mr. Mimura's eyes widened.
"Is she okay?" Mrs. Muramatsu rushed over, as did the rest until they were all surrounding the Horibes.
"She's out cold, what kinda question is that?!" Mrs. Akabane snapped
"Take her to the staff room!" Mr. Maehara yelled. "The medical team should be there!"
Mr. Horibe nodded and gently picked up his wife. People stepped out of the way to let him pass and leave the classroom.
Mrs. Yada placed a hand on her chest and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God there are doctors with us."
"Yeah." Mrs. Muramatsu nodded and clamed herself down.
"What now?"Mr. Okano spoke.
Mrs. Hayami pressed her lips together. "I don't think we should let her finish this episode."
"You got that right!" Mrs. Akabane said.
Mrs. Muramatsu frowned. "But this is her son; she would want to know what happens afterwards."
"She just passed out!" Mrs. Okajima said. "We'll just tell her what happens; this is the last episode before we got to bed."
Mrs. Chiba nodded. "Good idea."
"Do you think she'll handle it, though?" Mr. Hara asked. "What if she passes out again?"
The women glanced at one another uncertainly.
"We'll just take her to the doctors again." Mrs. Akabane said casually.
"Yeah, sure, just take her to the doctors." Mrs. Maehara said sarcastically.
Mrs. Akabane glared. "Well, what else do we do?"
"We should take her mental state into account." Mrs. Kanzaki said. "What if what we're about to see next is too much for her?"
"Then what? We lie?" Mrs. Sugaya asked.
"Then things might not make sense in the next episodes." Hiromi pointed out.
"Just tell her what happened without all the gory details." Mr. Akabane suggested.
The women glanced at each other again.
"What about the husband?" Mr. Okano asked. "What if he won't be able to take it?"
"Well, he didn't pass out, so that's a good sign." Mr. Hazama said.
"You know what? Let's just hope they don't ask." Mr. Mimura said.
Mrs. Hayami scoffed. "Sure, they're definitely not going to ask about what happened to their son after he fought his teacher with tentacles."
"Can we just continue watching?" Mr. Kimura asked. "Let's hope what happens afterwards isn't…worse."
"Shouldn't we wait?" Mrs. Kurahashi asked. "What if they come back?"
"I don't think they will." Mrs. Okajima glanced at the door.
Meanwhile:
"What happened?!"
"She passed out!" Mr. Horibe answered, face displaying panic.
Mr. Takebayashi gestured to one of the mattresses they had placed in the staff room. He was thankful to have listened to Ritsu's advice of turning this place into a medical room.
"Set her down."
Mr. Horibe complied and gently laid his wife down.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He turned to Mr. Horibe who nodded and left.
"Do you need my assistance?" Ritsu asked.
"No." The doctor said, his gaze not leaving the woman.
Ritsu nodded and traveled to Mr. Horibe's phone. "Horibe-san, what happened?"
"Huh?" The man took out his phone and looked at her. "Oh, it's you." He sighed. "We saw Itona's….tentacles." He grimaced when he remembered the scene. "And…she passed out."
Ritsu lowered her head guiltily. "I apologize; I didn't think this would happen."
"It's alright." The man assured her. "Tell me something."
"Yes?" Ritsu looked up at him.
"What happens afterwards?" He asked her. "Tell me now, what happens to Itona, and not just after this episode, I want to know everything that happened this year." He looked at her pleadingly. "Please, Ritsu, I don't want to wait, and I won't tell the others." He sighed. "I just want to know what happened to my son."
Ritsu nodded. "Alright, but first: Will you be staying here or returning to the classroom?"
"Of course I'm staying here." He answered. "My wife's unconscious and…" He paused and sighed. "I…I don't want to see what happens next, I'm...I'm too scared to." He closed his eyes. "Just knowing what'll happen'll be enough."
Ritsu regarded him for a few moments before nodding.
The classroom was deathly silent.
This time, no one bothered to chat or do anything really, not after what happened.
The screen had been paused on Itona mid-attack. The longer Mrs. Muramatsu stared at it, the harder it became to believe that this was the sweet boy who frequently visited their ramen shop.
Suddenly, Ritsu appeared on screen, garnering everyone's attention.
"How are they?" Mrs. Kurahashi was the first to ask.
"They'll be alright." The AI assured, but her dejected tone worried the parents. "In the meantime, continue watching, the Horibes won't be coming back."
The parents nodded.
"I'll also be leaving." With that, the digital girl was gone, Itona's image appearing again.
For a while, no one moved to play the episode, they were unable to tear their gazes away from the boy's image.
Nagisa's father sighed. "Let's just get this over with."
"Yeah." Mr. Fuwa went press play. "I can't wait to get some shut eye."
"Same here." Mr. Okajima said dully.
Shiro used the beam again. Itona quickly jumped. Kayano gasped when he attacked at rapid speed, chopping off Korosensei's lower tentacles. The students gasped in shock.
Everyone winced.
Korosensei collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
Shiro laughed. "Now you'll have to grow back your legs, too. That'll drop your stamina even further, making you easier to kill."
"Things aren't looking too good for him." Mr. Kataoka said uneasily.
"What a relief." Itona stepped forward. "Brother, I'm stronger than you."
'He's got Korosensei on the ropes. If they kill him... they'll save the world!' Nagisa watched the battle with fear.
"Yippy." Mrs. Akabane twirled her finger.
Nagisa pulled his knife out of his vest. 'And yet... why am I so disappointed?'
"Are they already attached?" Mr. Okanno asked quietly.
Itona stepped closer to the octopus.
'Zeroing in on weak point after weak point like they know the cards he's holding.' A flashback showed Korosensei eating Kurahashi's cake, while Nagisa took notes. 'But honestly? We wanted to find those out for ourselves. And we wanted to kill him!'
Nagisa's parents looked at one another unsurely.
Korosensei grew his legs.
"Your legs have regenerated, I see." Shiro noted. "Now, can you withstand the next onslaught?"
"He should." Mrs. Akabane said quietly.
Mr. Akabane noticed that there was worry in his wife's voice.
Korosensei panted before straightening up "I've never been run so ragged before. At first this seemed like a straightforward face-off, but it's all been carefully calculated.'' He cracked his knuckles. "There's a lot I want to ask you two, but if I don't win this first, there'll be no talking for me." He stared at Itona as he stepped closer.
"You still think you can win?'' Shiro asked. "Ah, the howling of the losing dog-or octopus."
Mr. Nakamura was unimpressed. "Really?"
"And I thought my brother's jokes were laughable." Mrs. Akabane said before laughing at her own joke and receiving an unimpressed look from nearly everybody.
"Mr. Shiro, there's one thing you forgot to take into account." Korosensei pointed a tentacle.
"There is not. My methods are impeccable. Kill him."
Itona jumped into the air, striking Korosensei non-stop, causing a strange, white goo to fly in the air while the students watched in shock.
Itona gasped when he noticed the goo.
"And…that is?" Mr. fuwa blanched.
''What's this?'' Korosensei waved a tissue. ''I seem to have stepped in something you dropped.''
There were various rubber knives littering the floor.
Everyone blanched.
"…Where they there the whole time?" Mr. Sugino blanched.
Nagisa then realized his hands were empty. 'When did he... ?'
A flashback showed Korosensei taking the knives, covering them with tissues, then stepping on them and sending the tissues flying and exposing Itona to the knives.
Mr. Kurahashi's eyes widened. "Smart."
Mrs. Akabane smiled. "Finally! Korosensei time!"
Mrs. Muramatsu watched nervously, hoping Itona wouldn't get hurt.
Itona's tentacles were destroyed. Korosensei quickly trapped him in his old skin and lifting him up.
Mr. Okajima laughed at the way Itona was being carried.
"If our tentacles are the same, then these anti-me knives will work the same too. And the loss of a tentacle unnerves us both. But I'm a little craftier than you.'' He threw Itona outside the classroom through the windows.
"Huh!" Mr. Yoshida's jaw hung open.
"Is he crazy?!" Mr. Kimura yelled.
Mrs. Muramatsu looked like she was ready to pass out.
"You should be unharmed, wrapped in my old skin like that. But your feet are outside the ring."
Mrs. Kurahashi sighed in relief.
"I forgot about that." Mr. Hara said as he recovered from the shock.
"Did he have to throw him out the window, though?" Mr. Maehara asked, slightly angry at the octopus.
"We're definitely not telling the mother about this." Mrs. Kimura said.
"Agreed!" The all said.
Itona removed the skin, eyes wide.
"I win. According to the rules, that means you die. You can't kill me anymore." Korosensei said smugly, green strips on his face.
"So it's over?" Mrs. Kanzaki asked hopefully.
"Finally." Mrs. Hazama wiped her brow.
Itona grew angry, giving his eyes a terrifying look.
Mrs. Hazama paled.
"It's not over, is it?" Mr. Hayami asked warily.
"If you want to live, stay and learn with everyone in this class, something that can't be that easily measured by crunching numbers. That would be the experience gap."
The students watched him. "I've lived a little longer than you, and come to know a little more. I became a teacher because I wanted to pass that on to you all." Korosensei pointed at his head. "If you don't take my experience from me here in this classroom, you'll never be able to beat me.''
Viens were pulsing across Itona's face. "I won't? I..." He angrily opened his eyes, which were now black and red. "I'm weak?!"
Hiromi and Mrs. Hazama let out ear-piercing screams, nearly shattering the ears of everyone present.
"For crying out loud!" Mr. Mimura yelled, desperately trying to block the screams.
"Just gag them!" Mrs. Akabane yelled, gritting her teeth.
The husbands of the two women covered their mouths, much to everyone's relief.
"You two," Mrs. Kataoka pointed at them. "Are not allowed to watch anymore!"
"Second it!" Mr. Mimura called.
"Here here!" Mr. Okajima agreed.
"It's a good thing the mother isn't here." Mrs. Hayami commented. "Imagine if she saw those eyes."
"She'd probably be in a coma." Mr. Suugaya said.
"Uh-oh. Itona absolutely despises studying. And lecturing a child who hates to study could unleash genocide!" Shiro said as Itona's tentacles grew, this time black.
"Black tentacles?!'' Nakamura exclaimed.
"How many colors do they come in?!" Mrs. Mimura said in horror.
"Oh, crap! He's gone off the deep end!" Maehara said as he watched in shock and worry.
Itona lifted his head up, revealing his blood red eyes. "I'm strong. These tentacles made me stronger than all the rest. All the rest…!"
"What is this kid's deal with strength?!" Mr. Terasaka yelled.
Korosensei took a step back as Itona leaped into the air and into the classroom. He was about to attack again, but then Shiro shot a dart at him that rendered him into unconsciousness.
A number of people gasped.
Everyone was looking at him.
"Apologies, Korosensei. It seems this boy wasn't yet mentally prepared for school." There was hidden gun in Shiro's sleeve. "I know it's his first day and all... but he'll be taking a little break."
Shiro walked over and picked up Itona, swinging him over his shoulder.
"Wait!" Korosensei objected. "I can't just let that student go-I'm his teacher!"
"Yeah!" Mrs. Akabane said. "Keep him away from the white dude!"
"I shall look after him until he graduates!" Shiro turned to him. "And, Mr. Shiro... I have so very much to ask you." Korosensei's form was covered in shadows.
"Like who the hell is he?" Mr. Muramastu commented.
"Yeah, no. We're leaving." Shiro simply answered as he walked past Korosensei. "Or would you stop us by force?"
Korosensei turned around and placed a tentacle on Shiro's shoulder, but it melted.
"Huh?" Mr. Sugino's eyes widened.
"Anti-sensei fibers. You literally can't touch me. " Shiro explained, wiping off tentacle remains from his shoulder.
"This guy's crazy prepared." Mrs. Okano stated. "I really wanna know who he is."
"What if..." Mr. Nakamura began. "What if he's one of the scientists responsible for creating Korosesnei?"
Mr. Kanzaki nodded. "Given how much he knows, that's highly plausible."
Mr. Yukimura looked down in thought.
"Don't worry; he'll be back before long, Korosensei. After all, March is just around the corner. I'll take on the task of tutoring him at home." With that, Shiro was gone.
Mr. Yoshida frowned. "He's gonna let him go?"
"Well, he can't touch him." Mr. Terasaka said.
"Still," Mrs. Muramatsu said. "He has Itona-kun."
Shiro walked away from the old campus, but the paused and turned to look back, where Korosensei was looking at him from the broken window.
"His personality will keep him from escaping that school before Earth's destruction. And that class! How amusing.'' He continued walking as rain began to pour. "So unpredictable-like the sky today, raining off and on."
The scene faded to black.
"I don't like this guy." Mrs. Okana said warily. "He's as terrifying as the principal."
"At least the principal wouldn't experiment on kids." Mr. Hayami's gaze darkened.
"But he has no problem letting his students kill their teacher." Mrs. Kataoka stated. "I see your point, though."
In the classroom, Korosensei had his face hidden in embarrassment. "Oh, how mortifying!''
They all groaned.
"Now what?" Mrs. Okajima face palmed.
"Calling it now: It's going to be stupid." Mrs. Yada remarked dryly.
"What's with Korosensei?'' Kataoka asked as she and her classmates rearranged the seats and tables back into their original positions.
''Dunno. He's been like that for a while now." Okano said, staring at Korosensei.
"I'm ashamed to have been involved in such a serious development! If anything, I'm more about comic relief!" He exclaimed.
Everyone face palmed.
"That's his deal?!" Mr. Sugaya face palmed over and over again.
Mrs. Akabane rubbed her chin, and hummed. "He's right; he's a comic relief for 99% of the time."
"So you do know! You sure got good and mad." Hazama said.
Her terrifying face appeared on screen.
Everyone yelped, except for Mrs. Hazama, who screamed.
Mr. Hazama glared at her. "For crying out loud, that's our daughter!" He pointed at the screen. "And she has your face!"
"My face isn't terrifying!" The woman retorted, giving the man a glare of her own.
"But she does look scary." Mr. Mimura whispered to his wife.
"Don't say that!" Se reprimanded.
"Where did you get those-those tentacles?!"" She repeated in a scary, low voice.
Korosensei shrieked. "Oh, please don't say that, Hazama! Just hearing the words again makes me want to run for the hills!"
"So he's scared of himself." Mrs. Sugino sweat dropped. "Does that count as a weak point?"
"Well, yeah. I mean half his weaknesses aren't even real weakness." Mr. Fuwa commented.
The students stood around him as he once again, hid his face. "I'm the evasive airhead type! That's my selling point! Showing my serious side will just ruin my type!"
Note Card: "Korosensei's Weak Point #19:Embarrassed when recovering after a serious scene"
"Close." Mrs. Sugino nodded.
"Kinda ticks me off, breaking down your character type." Sugino said.
"So embarrassing!"
"Boo hoo!" Mrs. Akabane said. "He's already back to his damn character type, so suck it up, ya dumb octopus!"
"Still, that was quite a surprise. Who'd think that Itona boy had tentacles?" Irina said.
"No one." Mr. Hazama commented.
"C'mon, Korosensei, tell us! How are you linked to those two?"
"Yes! Finally!" Mrs. Nakamura exclaimed.
"You've always dodged questions about your true form..."
"But seeing that really gets us thinking."
"Yeah! We're your students, aren't we? Don't we have the right to know our teacher better?" Kataoka asked.
"Then I suppose I'll have to tell you the truth. And the truth is... "
He parents leaned in, eager to know about his past.
"I'm an artificial lifeform!'' Korosensei shouted with a wide grin.
The class was silent.
"…"
"I hate him." Mrs. Hayami said, glaring slightly at the screen. "I hate him so much right now."
"Ditto." Mrs. Kimura said.
"Well, yeah." Okano said.
"And?" Nakamura prompted.
"Way to underract! Don't you find that a shocking confession?!"
"Shocking my ass!" Mrs. Akabane took off her shoe and waved it threateningly at the screen.
Mr. Nakamura clenched his head. "I wanna know his backstory!"
The students stared at him blankly.
"Well, like, no natural-born octopus can move at Mach 20!" Okajima stated.
"No natural-born octopus is perverted either." Mrs. Okajima added.
"And if you're not an alien, that's about the only explanation left." Hara said.
Itona and Korosensei were shown standing in front of headshot lines. The former was holding the number 1107 while the latter had number 56.
"And if Itona said he was your younger brother, he must've been created after you were."
''Too sharp for me! What formidable kids!'' Korosensei commented, face white in shock and fear.
"So sharp." Mrs. Okano rolled her eyes.
"Just kill him already." Mr. Kataoka pinched the bridge of his nose.
"We want to know what happened after that, Korosensei. Why did you get so angry when you saw Itona's tentacles? Why were you created, and what were your thoughts in coming here?" Nagisa asked.
Mr. Fuwa snorted. "What is he, a reporter?"
"I think he has what it takes." Mr. Kurahashi said.
Korosensei was silent for a few moments as the class waited patiently for his reply.
"Unfortunately, it'd be pointless to tell you about that now." He waved a tentacle and then put it down.
"Oh, come on!" Mr. Okajima yelled in frustration.
"If I destroy the Earth, everything you want to know will be so much like dust in the wind." His grin widened slightly, unnerving the students.
Mr. Akabane rolled his eyes."He's just being a troll."
"Yeah, comic relief characters aren't scary." His wife agreed.
"On the other hand, if you save Earth, you'll have plenty of opportunities to learn the truth." His face was shown on screen. "If you want to know more, you realize there's only one thing to do: Kill me."
"Um…how will they learn everything if he's dead?" Mr. Sugino asked, sweat dropping.
"Don't question the wise words of the comic relief." Mrs. Akabane stated dramatically.
''Assassin and target. Those are the ties that bind us together."
"If you're looking for answers in me, you can only ask them through assassination."
"Well, that just great." Mr. Hayami said dryly.
Karasuma was outside and walked away.
"If there are no questions, we're doe for the day. See you tomorrow.'' Korosensei opened the door.
"Oh, how mortifying…" the word "embarrassed" appeared around him.
Everyone sighed and sweat dropped at the octopus' actions.
'We are killers. We search for answers with knife and gun.Our target is our teacher. His own life is our question.'
"Narrator Nagisa strikes again." Mr. Fuwa chuckled.
"I have to write that sentence down." Mr. Hazama said in determination, taking out a notebook and a pen and instantly started writing. "We are killers…."
"Oh I wish I could just disappear!'' Korosensei's had his head down.
"Wait till March." Mrs. Hayami remarked dryly.
Karasuma was on his phone. "Yes, the students are unhurt. Make preparations for repairs."
"Huh?" Mr. Terasaka raised an eyebrow "The government will be paying for repairs?"
Mr. Muramatsu shrugged. "Not like the school will."
"Mr. Karasuma!'"
Karasuma turned to see the students. "What brings you here-and so many of you?"
"Um... can you teach us more assassination skills?" Isogai asked on behalf the class.
"Wait, what?" Mr. Chiba asked.
Karasuma was surprised "More than you already know?"
"We always figured somebody would wind up killing Korosensei, like it didn't have to do with us." Yada said
"Yeah, and when we saw Itona, we realized... we don't want it to be just anyone. We want to kill him ourselves." Maehara continued
A target was aimed at a silhouette of Korosensei, silhouettes of students were beside him.
"If they bring in another tough assassin, we'll lose track of what all our hard work has been for." Mimura spoke.
"So in the time we have left, we want to kill our teacher the best we can." Kataoka said.
"We want to kill him and find the answers for ourselves." Isogai said.
The parents listened quietly and intently, their faces displaying surprise and...some pride.
Karasuma smirked. 'What a change in attitude. Excellent.'
Mr. Nakamura nodded, still surprised. "For the first time since landing in E Class, they have a purpose." He thought back to his daughter's improving grades throughout the year and smiled. 'So that's why.'
"Alright. Interested students can stay after class for extra training. Extra, tougher training."
"Yes, sir."
"Yeah,
"Let's start with some climbing on our new rope.'' Karasuma smirked evilly, gesturing to the tree.
"That's rough!"
Everyone laughed.
"That troll!" Mrs. Nakamura snickered.
"Who's the bigger troll, Karasuma or Korosensei?" Mr. Mimura chuckled.
"Definitely Karasuma!" Mrs. Akabane said. "Korosensei's got nothing on him!"
From another tree, Korosenei watched them climb while reading and drinking.
'Class 3-E at Kunugigaoka Junior High is the assassination classroom. The rain'll let up; another day, another class bell rings.'
"Next!" The screen faded to black.
Mrs. Maehara sighed. 'Finally.'
"Okay, bed time." Mrs. Hara stood up.
Everyone followed her lead and walked out of the classroom.
The first half is finally done!
I'm going to be putting this story on hold, not indefinitely of course, I just want some time write the rest of the chapters.
Also, one more thing: I'm thinking of writing some chapters without any reactions, just the parents interacting with each other and stuff, maybe the kids will appear, kinda like the Interludes from "School Watches Assassination Classroom". Would you like that, or would you want theses things to happen in the same chapter as the reactions? I haven't decided yet, so I'd love to hear your thoughts.
Now, when will I continue this story? I'm not sure if I'll start before Feb 12, but we'll see, I don't want to rush myself.
Until then, tell me what you think so far.