Disclaimer: I do not own Assassination Classroom.
XVI.
They all stared at me. Hard.
As if they had never seen me, even the people in suits and the yellow something stared at me. I guess my greeting wasn't appreciated.
Slightly awkward, I rubbed my neck.
''What?'' I had just thrown something at our supposed teacher. Was it that unusual?
'Yes, it was,' said my voice of reason.
'Shut up.' I thought. Great, I was starting to talk to myself.
Somehow startled out of his reverie, one black haired man in suit took out a knife and stabbed the yellow blob, that stood before us... or he seemed to. The octopus-like creature dodged the killing attempt on his life and moved in front of me.
This all happened in a second. Surprised by his sudden appearance before me, I let out a scream and shoved my chair back.
''Nurufufufufu... young lady, I must say, it isn't nice to throw a pencil at someone, who just introduced himself.'' He held said pencil in his tentacle, nicely polished and sharpened, and offered it to me with a bright grin.
Hesitantly, I took the writing utensil out of his grasp and looked at it.
''… Yes, I'm very sorry.'', I replied automatically. ''Thank you for giving it back.''
The grin seemed to widen.
''You are welcome.'' And he moved back to the front.
I observed my pencil and noticed a small, yellow octopus sticker on the top of it. My expression flattened.
A few minutes of silence filled the room and then the same guy, who took out his knife, cleared his throat.
''Now, after our... interesting interruption, I would like to inform you of something.'', he seemed serious, despite that, what just happened.''First of all, my name is Karasuma and I'm from the ministry of defense. What you are going to hear now is all classified government information, so don't tell anyone.''
He looked into our eyes.
''Now cutting straight to the point. I want you to kill this monster!'' He pointed at the grinning face beside him. The so-called monster wiggled merrily his tentacles.
My classmates looked at him with disbelieving expressions. I just held my hand before my eyes. This wasn't happening, was it?
Mimura, a plain kid with orange-brown hair in a bowl cut and green eyes, asked that what we all were thinking.
''Er... What? So that weird guy is an alien, who came and wants to destroy the earth? Are you sure this isn't a joke?''
At his words the just mentioned alien threw a fit.
''How rude! I was raised and born on earth, you know?'' A thick vein pulsed on his forehead, which was turning into a red colour.
The class sweatdropped.
Red for anger, I guessed, as I was feeling same as my classmates. Was he fucking serious?
''I'm not in the position to tell you any specifics, but everything he told you was true.'', Karasuma explained. ''This creature, who blew up a part of the moon, will also destroy the earth next year in March.''
He paused to take in our reactions.
''The world leaders are the only people, who know about this. And before the world is going to break out in a mass panic, they are taking considerable measures to kill him behind the scenes. In other words...''
He let his hand slip into his suit, where he had previously put the knife back.
''...an assassination.'' And swung the knife at our supposed teacher again.
The same thing as before happened, the targeted one dodged the attack. The speed of the yellow guy was so vast, that air whipped us around the guys in the front row.
Despite Karasuma's fast movements and his unrelenting pursue, he didn't get him. In fact his eyebrows were trimmed...
''Now!'', he shouted. ''You can see, that he's incredibly fast. We weren't able to kill him and for some reasons he likes trimming eyebrows of those, that are attacking him. Meticulously even!''
He sounded frustrated. The poor man, he probably had to deal with this quite a while already.
''He's so powerful, that he is able to erase more than 70% of the moon in seconds. On top of that he can move at the speed of mach 20. In other words, if he would seriously run away and able to live on till next year, he will obliterate the earth and there'd be nothing we could do against it.''
They stopped moving and the yellow guy packed away the trimming set he had taken out.
''This all sounds quite hopeless, doesn't it? But don't worry, I made a deal with the government. It would be no fun if I would run away the whole time and the military hopelessly trying to kill me, so I proposed my condition.'' He set a tentacle on Karasuma's shoulder. ''I don't really want to be killed, but if I became the teacher of class 3-E of this illustrious school, you students are welcome to try and kill me.''
My classmates looked as if they had no words for this. To be honest I didn't either.
''We don't have that much of a choice.'' The ticked off Karasuma said. ''We don't know his goal, but the government reluctantly agreed. On the condition, that he is absolutely not allowed to hurt you, he will be your teacher for the following year.''
I frowned. What about Yukimura-sensei? What would happen to her?
''The advantages are twofold. For one we will know where he is, able to observe to him. The other important reason is, that you are able to kill him with 30 people from a point-blank range.''
It seemed convincing enough and if that wasn't already a shocker...
''The reward for a successful assassination is 10 billion yen.''
Another silence of disbelief. It seemed, that we were going to be run over by surprises today.
''It's only natural. Killing him equals to saving the earth. Luckily for you, this guy is looking down on you.'' Green stripes appeared on the grinning face. ''When his skin gains green stripes, it means that he's mocking you. Use that advantage.''
I felt as if I had to write this all down somewhere. Otherwise I would only think this is a dream gone wrong. Well, I had the pencil. I just had to take out my notice book.
''It's only natural. There is no way for you to kill me when the government couldn't. You don't even have those fighter-jets, they sent after me. You know, I gave them a waxing in mid-air.'' That face was grinning mockingly at us.
''What's with all this cleaning fetish?'', someone shouted into the class.
Well spoken.
''It's all on you. Find all the cracks in his defense, exploit them and use them against him. We will provide you the weaponry needed for this. Knives and BB's only dangerous to him and harmless for you.''
Carts with guns and knives were put into the room.
''It goes without saying that this must be kept secrets from your family and friends. The clock is ticking. If the earth disappears, there will be nowhere to run.''
Our new teacher rubbed his tentacles.
''That should cover about all of it. Now everyone, let's spend this finally year in a meaningful fashion.''
The weapons were distributed and our new teacher started the lesson. This year was going to be exciting.
The next day was spend with half hearted assassination attempts. We didn't really know how to use the weaponry, despite the introduction we were given.
I myself shot plenty of BB bullets. I noticed my long-range aim was absolute crap. When my target was more than 20 meters away I couldn't even scratch it. Just lovely, I was such a good assassin.
Our new sensei was... eccentric. There was no other word for him. We didn't know the whys and hows, but he seemed hellbend on being our teacher, even his lessons were fairly good.
I sat down later with Nagisa, who had now a new hair-style, and jotted down notes with him. And embarrassingly, he found more out than me.
When the weekend finally began, I was left in a daze. Those whole days felt just like some dream. I went home with at least five weird, elatic knives, a gun with tons of BB bullets and a load of weird, weird information. Our teacher had even given us special glasses so that we wouldn't shoot ourselves into the eye!
I spent a good chunk of the weekend just sitting on my bed, alternating between some kind of hysterial mood and planning for deadly pranks. Planning took the load of my mind and when I couldn't stand it anymore I spaced out.
This was happening... I was apparently really in some kind of manga universe and going to kill my teacher.
Freaking weird, all of this and I had expected this shit.
How insane had I been, when I wanted to be in some kind of adventure? I'm sure my 14-year-old self would have been ecstatic.
Now... I had the life experience of 40 years, even if I obviously didn't get to live it normally.
I couldn't really say, that I was a 40-year-old woman in a teen's body. I didn't really mentally mature a lot. I simply hadn't been able to. Everyone around me was younger than I had been in the end of my former life and it didn't give me the opportunity to grow mentally. I had to say I was a mix between a normal college student and a slightly weird teenager.
It was hard to differentiate between those two. The line had vanished already a long time ago.
I was getting distracted, I noticed.
Back to the main problem... Or was it even a problem? Didn't I say, that I would live this life now matter what? Was such a small thing going to sway my decision? Admittedly, it wasn't a small thing, but I would only have to kill our teacher. I would be able to live on then.
Still... it left me a bit unsettled. So many questions were left open.
Why did he even requested to be 3-E's teacher? Where did he come from? Our new teacher had said, he was raised on earth, was he some result of human experimenting? What happened to our old teacher? Why wasn't she mentioned anywhere?
I was aware, that a lot of these answers would get me into trouble with the government. Ignorance is bliss, as someone said once.
And for the most part this phrase rang true.
...
Aww, just hell. Screw this. I wasn't going to be thinking more about this anymore. It would only cause me headaches.
Actually my new plan was causing me headache. I needed a lot of wire, really a lot and I didn't know if wire would actually cut him. It wasn't really intended to cut him, but it would be a fine advantage if it did. Maybe I could melt some BBs into the form I wanted.
... Should I really risk that?
Probably not, I would only ruin our kitchen and after the fiasco with the chemistry laboratory I really didn't want to play with fire again.
But still... it looked so tempting...
I shook my head, not now. If I did, it would be in school with someone supervising.
I would really not do the same mistake twice. I wouldn't be able to live that down actually.
Suddenly jumping out off my bed I decided to take a stroll. Maybe I could go to the next bookstore and look for something new.
I took my purse and paused. The bracelet, that Karma had given me sat innocently on my bedside table. I hadn't worn it lately. On a whim I put it on with the gun and the bullets I had received in class. Maybe I would practice.
At the door frame I stopped once again. I had to tell my mother.
''Kaa-san! I'm going out.''
''Come back before dinner! We're having sushi today.'', she shouted back from the living room.
''Got it!''
At first I just walked mindlessly around with nothing to do. I couldn't really decide whether I should buy some new books today or not. I still had a few at home, but at my usual pace they wouldn't last long. Still I knew, that I wouldn't be spending so much time on this anymore. Assassination took up a lot of time.
In the end the decision was taken from me. When I went to the convenience store, I saw a familiar yellow figure.
The octopus-like creature was wearing a black wig, gloves and a fake nose. He definitely didn't look human, but you probably wouldn't accuse him of being a monster in this get-up.
Carefully looking around, I thought about my next action. He would notice if I shot at him, but I could probably test his reactions to the wire.
Nobody was here to my luck and the cashier had gone into the storage to stock up some snacks.
As quickly as I could, I set up a net of wire at the end of the passage of shelves and planted several plates with BBs on the boards, where the food was put on. If I yanked at the wire, that was connected to the plates, the bullets would drop on the floor and not allow him to touch the ground.
The idea sucked, I knew that, but I wanted to know if this thin wire would be able to cut him. I would be using the BBs as a distraction and let him run into the net of razor-sharp strings. At the speed of 20 mach there would be for sure some damage.
I put myself so that I stood in front of the entrance and looked again. He was still there.
''Sensei?'' The person looked up from his place.
''Kitani-kun?'' Wow, it was really him. I had known it, but this disguise looked weird.
''… You look weird.''
''Kitani-kun, you really shouldn't judge someone because of their appearance.'' He huffed lightly.
''Yes, I know. But seeing my sensei in this get-up, is quite shocking.''
''Nurufufufufu, do you like it? Sensei put extra effort into this.'' His expression took a light pink hue.
''It's just weird, sensei. Could you actually help me?'' I put on my best innocent expression, which was actually a smile. I could bullshit other adults, so why not my sensei?
''Yes, I'd love to, Kitani-kun. What do you need help with?'' Success.
''There is a pack of snacks on the higher shelf, but it's a bit heavier and I can't fully reach it. Could you get it down for me?'' I pointed at the shelves beside me.
Well, my reasoning was actually true. I really couldn't reach it. I was just about 1,58 m tall and sensei simply towered above all of us.
I missed my old height. About 12 cm...
''Yes, I'll help you.'' He grinned at me.
''Thank you.''
His face was still in a slight pink colour and I let him enter the passage first. Did he not notice the wire or was he entertaining me?
The moment he went inside, I took out the gun and aimed loosely at him. A second after that I pulled the wire, connected to the plates of BBs and let the balls fall free.
Sensei reacted with his usual counter of dodging the bullet, but noticed the ground only a few milliseconds later. One tentacle touched the material and... melted? It was somehow getting fluid.
Not wanting him to flee I shot the bullets around his frame and over his head, so that he would only be able to run in the opposite direction.
My target continued dodging and my bullets were getting low. I had only brought a load of them with me and had used them for the ones on the shelves already.
The ground was now almost fully covered in the BBs, and hopefully he wouldn't be able to dodge anymore.
I aimed at his body now, while moving forward slightly.
'Come on! Run already!' I was getting impatient.
When he didn't do anything besides evading my bullets, I grabbed the closest thing and hurled it towards him. It was a bag of sweets.
To my astonishment two tentacles shot forward on the risk of getting shot and snatched the projectile out of the air. Seeing a chance, I directed my aim to his limps and grazed one on the side. Half of the wounded tentacle fell off, but he secured the bag and moved away.
... Into the direction of my net.
The only thing I saw was him vanishing, and I fired at the only escape route. There was a swirl of something yellow, and suddenly a big part of the wires fell to the ground.
Shit, he removed it.
I stopped my firing and watched him disappearing behind the corner.
I was disappointed. Of course he could have disarmed it. Why hadn't I thought of that?
Something touched me on the head. On instinct I spun around, fully alerted to the possible threat and was about to-
It was sensei.
A red face greeted my vision. Ah, he was angry.
''Kitani-kun, don't involve civillian places into your mission.'', he scolded me. ''Your intention may have been harmless to them, but it doesn't change the fact that you could have hurt somebody.''
I nodded dumbly. His cut of limp had already regenerated and was currently waving in front of my face.
The tentacle! I turned around.
Behind me I saw the cut off piece, that had been adorning sensei's body just a moment ago.
''You have... a high regeneration speed.''
''Yes, I have.'', he answered. ''But please watch out next time, that nobody is going to be in danger. You are lucky, that this store was empty.''
I looked at him, feeling slightly guilty.
''I'm very sorry, sensei. I have not been thinking about the other people here.'', I apologized. ''I didn't even get the results, I wanted.''
Standing there frustrated, I didn't notice the tentacle hovering over my head. I clenched and unclenched my fists, trying to quell the irritation of being reprimanded. Of course I had watched out for bystanders. I wouldn't have done anything if I hadn't been sure.
But he was right. Someone could have walked in and get into the midst of the gunfire. I hadn't been very thoughtful of this. I slowly released the tension from my body.
Something settled on my shoulder.
''Despite that I must say it was a very good plan. I didn't notice, that you were acting until you took out your gun.'' His face had taken his normal default smile again. ''But you weren't really planning to kill me, were you? There was too little blood-lust for that.''
I smiled wryly.
''No not really. I just wanted to know whether my wire could cut you or not. But you destroyed the net.''
''Still, you were able to get a direct hit.'' He patted my head. ''Well done, Kitani-kun.''
How cute, he was trying to reassure me.
''Thank you, sensei.'' I was trying to sound sincere. From his look I could tell, I wasn't really successful.
''I'm really grateful to you, sensei. I just feel very responsible for my actions. I'm old enough to judge that what I do, but that just now was reckless. I won't do something like this again.''
He stared at me for a while and then chuckled.
''I understand. Let's clean this up before someone notices.''
''Yes, and sensei?''
''Yes, Kitani-kun?'', he answered.
''First please call me by my given name and second, really? You sacrificed a tentacle for a bag of sweets?''
Somehow, he got all sheepish.
''It was a worthy investment, Sayori-san. Now clean up or I will let you do this alone.'', he threatened.
I gave him a lazy salute. How petty.
My way back was just as eventful.
When I was just going back, I saw a wisp of red. In the corner of my vision I noticed a street fight and someone very familiar was fighting alone against six people. God knew, how he pissed them off again.
Not even considering not helping, I jumped in and punched the closest guy's jaw.
The people around me paused for a moment. I could feel the disbelieving stare of my dear childhood friend, but didn't look at him and just continued knocked out the lights of the people around me.
When the other guys were finally on the ground, I looked the first time at Karma.
'He didn't change a lot.'
I kept just watching him, content with checking his injuries visually.
''Are you okay?'', he asked me.
''Yeah, nothing serious.'' Only a few bruises. ''Only one more week, I can't wait.''
He nodded solemnly. A tense silence invaded the conversation.
''You know what?'', I started. ''I've thought a lot about, that what you said. You asked me why I cared. My answer is because you are important to me. Because I would do almost everything for you. Because I'd hate to do nothing, while you are in obvious trouble. I can't explain everything into words. I just know, that I will never give you up.''
I glanced at him.
His mouth was set into a tense line.
''I'm going home. See you.''
Somehow I could think clearer now. I was definitely not giving up this life. This meant sensei was going to be history.
The week passed just normally.
On wednesday the class decided to have a point-blank shooting at the roll call time. I didn't even have any time to set up a trap or form some kind of plan, since everyone was already preparing their guns and riffles and waited for our teacher.
He came through the door at the speed of sound. Everybody was already wearing the BB-proof glasses, so that we wouldn't shoot ourselves into the eyes.
''Good morning students!'' The whole class was tensing up. ''We'll start homeroom now. Whoever is on day duty issue your command.''
Nagisa licked his lips.
''S... Stand!'' Chairs screeched.
''At attention!'' Sounds of clicking guns.
''Bow!'' And the gunfire started.
Just like every time sensei began to dodge our attacks and moved at such a high speed that after images began to appear. I tried to analyze his pattern.
Right, left, left, forward, right, backwards... shit, which one is real now?
Deciding to abonden my initial plan, I just shot.
''Once again, good morning.'' He opened the attendance book. ''Alright, seeing you are still firing, I will take attendance. Isogai-kun.''
''…!'' Over the noise of the shooting you weren't able to hear him.
''I'm sorry, but we are in midst of a gunfire. Could you please speak louder?''
''H-here!''
''Okajima-kun.''
''Here!''
''Okano-kun.''
''Here!''
And the roll call went on. We weren't able to hit him at least once.
''No absences today. How wonderful! Sensei is very pleased.'' On his face appeared a circle sign.
The whole class was looking exhausted from the firing. Clear despair was painting their faces. It was very discouraging, when you couldn't hit the target with 30 people.
''What a shame.'', our teacher went on. ''There were not direct hits today either. Tactics, which depend on numbers, lack individual thought. Your gaze, the direction of your guns, the movement of your fingers. Each and every one are far too simplistic. You have to try and think outside the box.''
I was ignoring his speech now. This plan hadn't been very well planned nor had they put a lot of effort into it. I didn't know how to do it, but for this assassination we all needed to work together. And at least for now, that was hard. Class E wasn't really a unity. They were just students jumbled together from delinquents to the ones with a unfortunate situation, and just didn't know to work with each other.
It would probably work when we knew each other better, but for now it seemed impossible.
Loud protests and shouts shook me out of my thinking progress. I looked up. Sensei had a gun in his hand and aimed at one of his tentacel
''I told you, didn't I? These bullets are harmless to all of you, but...'' He pulled the trigger.
He blasted his limp off.
The severed part of the limp struggled on the ground and yellow fluids coloured the floor.
Yellow blood, I jotted down in my notebook.
My classmates screamed.
''Sensei's cells can be destroyed just like tofu.'' The tentacle regenerated itself. ''Ah, of course, if I have a few seconds they'll regenerate. Still, it's dangerous if you get any into your eyes, so it's the best not to fire indoors except for the purpose of killing me.''
His face turned into a mocking green.
''That's it, should you be able to kill me before graduation.''
Exactly after that the school bell rang.
''Let's tidy up the gun barrels and bullets. Class is starting.'' Cleaning utensils appeared out of his back, his tentacles holding them up.
Sighing tiredly, the whole class began to take out brooms and swept the floor.
Class was ordinary. As ordinary as it could be with someone, who wanted to destroy the world. His looks and personality probably didn't help one bit.
When the school bell rang to lunch, sensei opened the window.
''It's lunchtime~ Sensei's going to China to grab a bite of mapo tofu.'' Ten minutes, my mind supplied helpfully. He was going to be there in ten minutes. ''You have my phone number. If anyone is feeling particularly blood-thirsty today, feel free to call me.''
And he took off with a strong gust of wind.
''He's going at mach 20, so... er...'', Isogai, our class representative began.
''It'd be about 10 minutes to Sichuan province, the home of mapo.'', a female said. I was sure that her name was Hara.
Another guy took the word. He was called Maehara. Last time I spoke to him he had tried to flirt with me. The poor guy had epically failed, especially when I only realized it when he was gone.
''I'm sure not even a missile could knock that sort of thing from the sky.''
''Plus, that octopus is even grading tests while flying at the speed of sound.''
''Seriously!?''
''Yup, he sorta praised mine with an illustration.'', Isogai answered sheepishly.
''By the way, isn't he surprisingly good at teaching?''
''I know!'' Kurahashi, a more petite girl of the class shouted. ''When I stayed later in school to assassinate him, I took the opportunity to learn arithmetic from him. I'm going to kill the next pop quiz.''
''… But, well, y'know...'' Mimura's expression was hopeless. ''We're class E after all. Even if we try our best, there is just no helping it. It's just ironic, that we're raising out grades to the world's end.''
And with those phrases spoken the whole class went into a silence of gloom.
''You are talking bullshit.'', I told them and went out of the room.
Children, especially teenagers were such a fickle thing. During this time of their life they were starting to change and figure out how the world worked for them. It was difficult between the stress of school and your own life, even without the weight of the world hanging on your shoulders.
I went to my usual spot and ate lunch. From the distance I could see Nagisa, talking to Terasaka, my fellow last row placed.
I decided to ignore them, which I probably shouldn't have.
Lunch ended. Our last period for the day would be Japanese, which I didn't look really forward to. I wasn't particularly good at it.
''Let's try writing tanka poems based on a theme. Please end it with 'tentacles' in the last seven syllables.'' I let my head fall onto the table and groaned. How much I hated poetry. Germany had been the same. Why did every culture favor it so much?
''Once you have written one, bring it to me. I will for proper grammar and see if you were able to express tentacles in a beautiful way. Here is a example:
As if lured by the storm,
the blossom are strewn about
white upon the garden floor
Yet, all this whiteness is not snow.
Rather, it is tentacles,
which spring forth and grow.
You aren't allowed to go home until you finished.''
Just great, it just had to be this. Grumbling, I tried to think of something. The others seemed to agree with me. They protested and shuffled, so that a bit of noise arouse.
A hand shot up.
''Sensei, I've got a question.'' It was Kayano.
''… Er, yes Kayano?'' His reaction came late. His face was pink again. I noted it down as his 'careless' face. It was the same one as in the convenience store.
''It's a bit late to ask you this, but how should we call you to differentiate you from other teachers?''
Ah, yes she was right.
''A name... huh? I don't really have a name to give people to call me. How all of you come up with one, if you don't mind. But focus on the task now.''
'''kay, sensei.''
''I will take a short break while you work.''
His face turned slightly pink again.
Huh, it would be actually a good time to attack him in this state. I would use that.
Nagisa stood up.
''Ah...'' Sensei snapped out of his daze. ''It seems, that the muse favors Nagisa today.''
A knife was hidden behind the bluenet's worksheet. Oh, he was trying to kill sensei. Silently I wished him good luck. My friend was walking slowly towards our teacher. He did a very good job, nobody would suspect an attack from him this way.
At the corner of my vision I saw Terasaka smirking. I frowned.
When Nagisa stood before sensei, he took out the knife and swung it at his target. He was blocked. A tentacle wrapped a tissue around the material and removed it from the blue head's grasp.
''What did I say about thinking outside the box?'', sensei remarked, but before he could say anything else Nagisa slung his arm around his body.
The yellow creature's face contorted in shock.
Beside me I saw Terasaka pushing a detonator. Something exploded there, where Nagisa stood.
Between the screams and shouts of the class, Terasaka, Yoshida and Muramatsu cheered.
''Yes! We did it.''
''The 10 billion are ours!''
''Nice job. There's no way this guy could have expected a suicide bomb attack.''
''Terasak-''
I grabbed the guy by his shirt collar and lifted him up. My muscles trembled, but I didn't care.
''What did you do with him?'', I asked deceivingly calm. I was oozing out killing instinct I noted.
He stared somewhat scared at me, but then scowled.
''I used a toy hand grenade. Filled with those useless BBs and gunpowder to give it a kick.''
I paused a moment.
''So just gave your classmate a grenade to complete a kamikaze mission?'' I glared at him.
''Yes, so what? It isn't enough to kill a human. With the money I could buy him the treatment.''
''You are fucking disgusting.''
I threw him at the wall and moved to Nagisa. Hopefully he wasn't hurt to badly. I pulled out my phone fully intending to call an ambulance, when I saw something surrounding the body on the ground.
Curious I knelt down and inspected it.
It was some kind of membrane and Nagisa wasn't hurt.
''Thank goodness.'', I breathed out and helped the knocked down bluenet out of the stuff.
''By the way, I shed my skin once a month.'' Something spoke in the corner of the ceiling. ''I used it to protect your classmate from the blast. To make it short, it's a special skill, which can be used once a month.''
Sensei normally so cheerful yellow face, was now in a pitch black. His face was contorted into an ugly grimace and the air was humming from his anger.
He was furious, beyond furious.
''Terasaka. Yoshida. Muramatsu. I assume you didn't see this coming. I'm even going to take a step further and say, you were the ones, planning this.''
Even his voice simmered in anger.
''No...''
''We didn't!''
''NO! Nagisa went and planned all of this on his own.''
The treatening presence vanished. Only to appear a few seconds later with his arms full of name plates. Our names plates to be exact.
The whole class stared.
''Due my agreement with the government, I'm not allowed to harm any of you. But...'' He let the name plates drop. Terasaka and his friends followed soon after. ''If you use this kind of reckless method a second time... I don't know what will happen to anyone, who isn't you.''
No... He was not... He couldn't do that! My mind went on overdrive. He was threatening them. I couldn't let him... My parents, Karma... I wasn't able to formulate anything against him.
''Your friends and family... no, maybe I will eliminate every single one on earth except for you.'' Every fiber of my body told me to move, but I was frozen on the spot.
Silence, a painful silence reigned our classroom. We all understood what he meant. We couldn't run, it was impossible.
''Wh-what the hell are you! You are a real pain in the ass.'' Terasaka whole body was shaking. ''Suddenly you come with this whole 'I'm going to blow up the planet' and ''Try to assassinate me.' and all. What wrong with using an irritating killing method on an irritating guy?!''
And suddenly the pressure disappeared. Instead of the pitch black face, there was now a circle on sensei's head.
''Irritating? No, the idea was brilliant.'' He reached out to Nagisa's head. ''Especially Nagisa. You get a perfect score on keeping the movements of your body natural, until the moment you closed in. You attacked me at a magnificent opportunity.'' His face gained to circles.
''However!'' He turned to Terasaka with an X. ''Terasaka-kun and the other held no regards for Nagisa's well-being. Students like that don't have the right to kill me.''
Terasaka slumped at the wall.
''And you, Sayori-kun!'' I jumped at the voice, a stern face greeted me. ''I am aware, that you were angry, but you shouldn't resort to violence.''
I slowly breathed out. The worst was over.
Now sensei turned to the class.
''Let's have an assassination, that will make people smile and puff out their chest in pride. Each and everyone of you can do that. You are assassins with hidden strength. This is your advice from your sensei, as a target.''
A pause.
''...Now then, here is a question for you, Nagisa-kun. Sensei doesn't have the slightest intention of being killed, because after enjoying my time with you all until march, I will blow up the earth. If you don't want that, what will you do?''
Nagisa clenched his fist and said confidently.
''Before that happens, we'll kill sensei.''
Green stripes again.
''In that case, try doing it right now. Those who will be able to kill me can go home for today.''
He sat down and began to clean the name plates. Suddenly Kayano began to shout.
''An unkillable... sensei. Korosenai sensei... Ah, your name. How about Koro-sensei?''
''Good job, Kayano-kun. I like that name. From now on call me Koro-sensei!''
Needless to say we didn't kill Koro-sensei either today.
This is a monster... I seriously wrote too much... ~6000 words! It's about 5 am here, I'm tired.
Vacations finally began! I can sleep in now and probably can write a bit more. I have to give my laptop to my uncle for maintenance next week, so I'm probably going to bring out one more chapter.
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Wish you nice dreams *yawn*
-Yuki
