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I'm sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.

The class was nearing their destination of the top floor of the building and was right now in the process of getting rid of the third and hopefully the last henchman of whoever was responsible for poisoning their classmates. The entire class was silent as they were all hidden behind the seat, not wanting to get spotted by the a man who had just walked onto the stage.

"Fifteen. No wait, sixthteen total." The man on stage thought to himself, trying to decude in his mind with how many targets he was dealing with right now as he proceeded to stare at the seats in front him, "And young, mid-teens or there about. You can tell by their breathing. Everyone not laid up with the virus is here."

Knowing there was one way he could ensure himself on the amount of students he was dealing with right now, he fired his gun at the light above the stage, making it crack into pieces. The students yelped in shock, letting the assassin know where they were located which was exactly he hoped for when he fired his gun.

"FYI, this room is completely sound proof." The assassin informed the students smugly, "You'll all be Swiss Cheese long before anyone comes to the rescue." He twirled his gun, "Come on, we all know you ain't got the grips for homicide. Surrender like good little boys and girls and we'll go see the..."

Before he could finish what he was saying, a bullet flied right past him,, missing him by inches and hit the wall behind him. He looked around himself, taken by suprise by it as he tried to figure out from which side of the room the bullet came from.

"Dammit." Rinka internally cursed, hiding herself out of his sight, "I was aiming for his gun!"

"What the hell?" The assassin thought to himself in shock, "They've got live ammo? That's the sound of one of our boy's M60's. These aren't just junior high kids, they're trained assassins." He held up a remote in his left hand pressed a button, "Delicious." The bright stage lights were turned on a second later, illuminating the room, making some of the students cover their eyes at it's brightness as the assassin threw the remote on the ground, "This is shaping up to be a job I can really sink my teeth into."

"I can't see." Nagisa covered his eyes to protect them from the sudden light.

"I know, right?" David agreed with him, "It's too bright."

Chiba frowned, looking the his seat carefully, "Those backlights are blinding."

The assassin chuckled before aiming his pistol at one seat, "This is gonna be like a four-star killing cook free for all."

He pulled the trigger and his pistol fired, the bullet flying through the gap between the seats and flying inches away from Rinka's head. Rinka gasped as she barely dodge the bullet, letting out a deep breath after making sure she was entirely hidden behind the seat this time.

"How'd he fire through such a small gap?" She asked herself in her head.

"I never forget an enemy's position once they've fired." The assassin smirked proudly, "I acquired that trick in the army. Think of it as battlefield synesthesia." He put the barrel of his pistol in his mouth, "I can echo-locate the source of hostile gun fire with pinpoint accuracy and check my own gun by taste."

David narrowed his eyes in confusion at the assassing on the stage, "Why is this guy putting his gun in his mouth?"

The unknown man put his pistol out of his mouth a second later and continued, "...I know there's one more stolen firearm out there."

"Stand by, Hayami. Hold your position." Koro-sensei's voice echoed through the room as Rinka narrowed her eyes with a serious expression on her face, "Wise decision not to fire, Chiba. Well played." Chiba gasped slightly at the praise he received from his teacher, "Our opponent doesn't have a lock on you yet. Hang tight and wait for my signal. I'll keep an eye on him and tell you when to shoot."

The assassin looked around the room in an attempt to spot the source of the voice, "Where is that coming from?"

He set his eyes on the seat in front of him when Koro-sensei's signature laughters rang throughout the room. Not wasting any time, the assassin opened fire at the Koro-sensei's ball, but it was no use.

"You in the front row." The assassin replaced the ammo in his gun in the blink of an eye, "Don't stare at me!"

"A seasoned marksmen against adolescent assassins. Our modest advantage will, I think, be quite enough." Koro-sensei grinned widely, continuing to laugh, "Okay, Kimura, run five seats to your left." Kimura's reaction was instant and moved five seats to his left as the assassin took his eyes off Koro-sensei and looked to where he saw him running, "Terasaka, and Yoshida, dash three seats to either side." Yoshida and Terasaka did as they were told as the assassin watched the entire thing, trying to follow their movements, "We've made a blind spot. Kayano, two rows forward and through the gap. Go!" The girl in questio grunted and moved from her hiding spot, "Karma and Fuwa, move eight seats right. Isogai, five seats left."

"Idiot." The assassin insulted Koro-sensei in his mind, "He's shuffling them all up. Big mistake, now I know their positions and their names." A grin spread over his face, "Straight to my memory, pal."

"Alternate naming scheme!" Koro-sensei screamed, letting his students know about the change of tactic as the assassin's eyes widened in shock, "Student twelve, move right and continue prepping. Students four, five and twenty seven train your camera on the target from between the seats." The assassin looked around himself, trying to find some sort of pattern, "Use Ritsu to keep Chiba apprised of his movements on stage."

Kataoka, Okano and David stuck their phones into the gap between the seats as Ritsu made a fake camera with her hands while the assassin continued to look around himself, growing more nervous with each passing second.

"Ponytail, shift your position to the front left." Koro-sensei continued to order his students around, "Motorcycle fan, you as well. Two seats down. The student who checked out Takebayashi's favourite maid cafe, only to discover he kind of liked it, discombobulate the target by kicking up a racket!"

"You ray bastard!" Terasaka exclaimed in anger, hitting the back of his seat, "That's nobody's business but mine. How'd you even know?"

The assassin looked around himself in confusion, "Who's who? Where are they? I can't..."

"Alright, Chiba." Koro-sensei grinned wickedly, "The moment of truth is upon us." Chiba curled up behind a seat and clutched his weapon, "Get your bearings my boy. When I give the command, fire at will."

"Crap." The assassin thought to himself in alarm, "Where is he?"

"Hayami, you're on follow up as needed." Koro-sensei continued as Rinka was as nervous as Chiba was right now, "Focus on blocking the enemy's evasive manoeuvres. Now, a word of advice to our cool-headed sharpshooters who flubbed the assassination attempt earlier today." Chiba gasped quietly, staring at his gun as Rinka looked to where Koro-sensei was right now, "Don't let one failure overshadow the skills you've worked so hard to cultivate. The best of us fall short of our abilities from time to time. You maintain a facade of stoic nonchalance. But feel burdened by the confidence your classmates place in you all the same. Few guess at your inner anguish but it's there, just beneath the surface."

Rinka and Chiba looked down at the floor as they proceeded to listen to everything their teacher had to say to them, both of them recalling the memories of how their parents were reacting to their grades.

"You're not alone in this." Koro-sensei told them softly, "You give it a brave face, but you needn't bear the pressure on your own. If you miss the shot there's a fallback strategy; we'll play hot potato with the gun and continue shuffling everyone until our foe has no idea where the next shot will come from. The reason that strategy will work is because everyone here has tasted the agony of defeat. Yes, there's pressure. But your classmates are in the same boat. Learn to take solace in that."

"Thanks for the pep talk." The assassin thought to himself, a smirk spreading over his face, "Gave me time to get my bearings and work out a counter strategy. Everybody's moved except student twelve, and I have a pretty good idea where they are." He narrowed his eyes in on one seat in one of the back rows, "They're all breathing heavy though. Like they're nervous, cooking something up. Meh, doesn't matter. The second someone pops their little head up they die."

"Okie dokie." Koro-sensei cheered, "Here we go."

The assassin's smirk grew wider as he licked the barrel of his gun, "Oh yes, the flavour. I am one with my gun."

"Student twelve!" Koro-sensei yelled, "Stand and fire now!"

A student popped out from behind the seat with their gun aimed the assassin. Unfortunely, the older man was quicker and fired his gun at him. The bullet hit the student which began to fall down to the ground. Before the assassin could celebrate his victory, he noticed there was something off about this student. It was when he noticed that it was a decoy instead of a real student.

"A decoy!" He thought to himself in shock.

"...That's where you want to aim!" Ritsu told Chiba confidently as Chiba jumped out from behind his seat.

"You've got it." Chiba fired his gun and jumped back.

The assassin on the stage remained where he stood, excepting to feel some kind of pain, but when he felt none, he realized that Chiba must have missed his shot. He laughed, "Nice shooting there, son. Too bad." He aimed at the boy, "Now I know..." He was interrupted when a falling light fixture crashed right into him. He grunted in pain, screaming in his mind, "They... they aimed for the brackets on the stage lights. That's not fair."

He regained his composure the best he could right now and aimed his gun to where Chiba was again. It was when another shoe rang through the room and the bullet knocked the pistol out from his grasp.

"Finally." Rinka thought to herself as she lowered her smoking pistol.

The assassin looked ahead of himself for one final time before falling down to the ground. Upon seeing how their target collapsed on the ground, the students ran out of their hiding spots and moved towards him.

"Tag him and bag him!" Terasaka shouted as Kayano giggled happily.

Sugaya deadpanned, letting out a sigh as he was completely done with this situation. He followed his classmates, holding up the decoy which was attached to a broom, "I'll just make a scarecrow in total silence. No big."

"That was a white-knuckle ride." Karasuma stated, looking at the stage from his seat behind Koro-sensei as Terasaka wrapped the assassin up in duck tape while his classmates made sure to keep the assassin on the ground, "I'm impressed they held it together. I've known pros who would have tanked.

"With the balance of opportunity and motivation anyone can expand their horizon." Koro-sensei explained as Chiba and Rinka made their way over to their classmates, joining them on the stage. "They just have to move out of their comfort zone. ut we can't often do so on out own, we need a foe to challenge our complacency. Force us to draw upon resources we never knew we had. That, you see, is precisely why I became a teacher. To spark potential. To give my students both the opportunities to succeed and the motivation."

"Some education." Karasuma thought to himself, "Look at them, these kids have just come through a shoot out." Rinka and Chiba walked over to each other, ignoring their celebrating classmates. They hit their elbows together and laughed, "And here they are, all smiles and self-confidence."

The class reached the next floor shorty after. Upon reaching it, they saw a single man standing at the end of the hallway, presumably guarding the entrance to the final room. An arm grabbed him from behind and pulled him away from the entrance. This arm belonged to Karasuma who was slowly regaining his strength and was now able of standing on his own two feet.

"That's not too bad." Karasuma said as he put the stranger in a chokehold. He covered his mouth, making him unable to breath, "Looks like a good portion of my mobility is back," The stranger fell to the floor, unconscious a few seconds later, "I think I'm up to about half strength."

"Which means your about twice as a badass as a regular human being." Kimura stated in awe as his classmates agreed, looking at their teacher in awe while Nagisa, Kayano and Karasuma peeked around the corner to take a look at the stairs leading to the final floor.

"That'll lead us to the top floor right?" Nagisa asked, his eyes set on the staircase in front of him.

"Yup." Kayano nodded in agreement.

Isogai looked down at his watch in worry, "We're seriously coming down to the wire."

"Children." Koro-sensei called out to gain his students' attention, "It occurs to me the mastermind waiting for us above is not attuned to his resources. In fact, thus far, his hired hands have been egregiously misused." His students gasped, "Lookouts, glorified bouncers; this isn't how one employs assassins. If our foe had aligned the men we encountered with their skill sets, they'd have been fearsome indeed."

"You've got a point." Chiba agreed, "The last guy wasn't off target by so much as a centimetre."

"And consider Karma's opponent." Koro-sensei pointed out, "Normally the man would have simply snuck up behind him and crushed his windpipe before we even knew of his existence."

"No doubt." Karma agreed, "Sure."

"Of course." Karasuma thought to himself, "Why didn't I see it before? The mastermind doesn't think like an actual assassin because he isn't one." The teacher got up from his previous position, looking through the stranger's pockets. He put something in his pocket and looked at his students, "Alright, new plan. First off, Isogai, Terasaka, Yoshida, I want the three of you..."

As Karasuma proceeded to explain the new plan to his students, Nagisa shifted his attention from him to Terasaka upon noticing something weird about his classmate. He put his hand on his chin, checking his temperature.

Terasaka looked down at his blue haired classmate, "What's your deal?"

"Dude, you're seriously burning up." Nagisa said in concern, "You feeling okay?" His eyes widened in realization, "Wait..."

Terasaka quickly put his hand over his mouth to shut him up, "Shut up! I'm fine. Look, man, I've got stamina to spare. It's just a fever, my system will kick it out."

Nagisa's removed Terasaka's hand from his mouth, ""But the virus is deadly!"

"Dammit." Terasaka cursed, "Mr K almost died because of me. If I hadn't been an idiot, he wouldn't have gotten gassed. And in case you haven't been keeping score, that's not the first crap I've pulled that nearly cost everyone Their lives. If I drop out, I'll bring the mission down. Who cares if I'm sick? I'm not gonna do that."

Nagisa's eyes widened in concern, "Terasaka. Don't."

"Watch me." Terasaka brushed his concerns off.

Nagisa watched him walk away from him in worry before following his classmates. The group started to walk up the stairs, making their way to the final floor where they hopefully were going to get the antidote for their sick classmates.

"Hey, David." Chiba's voice rang behind David, gaining his attention.

David looked over his shoulder at them as he proceeded to make his way up the stairs, "Yeah?"

"That's for what you said when you gave us our guns." Chiba replied as Rinka nodded in agreement.

"No problem." David smiled slightly at them, "We're classmates, right?"

Rinka and Chiba smiled back at him. All three of them felt how their smiles faded away from their lips a second later, though as they wanted to focus on their mission for now, knowing they were one room away from getting the antidote.

The class reached the final floor of the building shorty after. Karasuma leaned out of the hallway to take a look into the room, seeing a luxury room with fancy seats and couches. At the end of the room, he saw an unknown man sitting in front of the three monitors. He couldn't see the face of this man, because of where this man was sitting and could only see his silhouette on the wall ahead of them

He turned away from this person and looked at his students, making a gesture with his hand to move. Not wasting any time, the students moved into the room, their footsteps not making any sound. After recognizing the technique his students were using when walking further into the room, Koro-sensei couldn't help but feel suprised and proud of them.

"Oh, Nunba." Koro-sensei thought excitedly, "Ninjas were said to have used this walking style. I notice my students favour the silent, thoughtful approach to killing these days over more abrupt methods. Look at them now, despite the time crunch they stubbornly refuse to panic! I'm so indescribably proud." The group quickly reached their target and stopped right behind it, "Whoever we're about to face, my students will certainly give them more than they bargained for."

"Odds are the antidote's in the case." Karasuma began to analyse the situation, looking at the suitcase beside the chair this unknown person was sitting on, "And that case is rigged, with plastic explosives." Karasuma aimed his gun at the unknown man and signalled to his students, "We're right on time. Ideally, we'll be able to take this guy by surprise. If he spots us." His gaze shifted to the remote on the desk, "His first instinct will be to go for the detonator. I'll take it upon myself to shoot him in the arm." His students got themselves into the proper stances, ready to attack the masterming behind the poisoning of their classmates, "Once that's out of the way, we'll rush in as a group and dog pile the son of a bitch. Now."

"Argh, this itch." A male voice spoke up as the man on the seat scratched his neck furiously. This voice shocked the entire group, a few of the students gasping in shock.

David's eyes widened when he heard this man speak, immediately recognizing this voice from somewhere, "This voice. Isn't that..."

"It burns no matter what I do." The unknown man growled, "Still, one man's sensitivity is another man's hyper-vigilance. Makes me feel wired to my surroundings." He tossed a bunch of detonators over his back. The students gasped as the detonators landed on the floor in front of them, "You didn't think this would be easy did you! I told you I'd find a way to wipe the octopus off the face of the earth. Oh, and as you can see, when it comes to little details like detonator switches... I'm a big believer in redundancy."

"I reached out to four professionals before we came on this trip." Karasuma stated, his gun still aimed at the stranger, "Three of them free-lance killers. But, the other was an old colleague." The man stood up from his chair, making a few students gasp in shock as this person turned out to be no other than Akira Takaoka himself, someone they thought they will never see again, "Who, it turns out, went M.I.A after embezzling funds from the ministry of defence. What the hell do you think you're doing! Dammit, Takaoka!"

Takaoka looked at them with a crazed smile on his face, now having a few scars on his face, "What naughty children. Trying to sneak up on dear old dad, you disappoint me. I thought I raised you better than that." He scratched his cheek with his left hand and his right one held a detonator, "I know some boys and girls that are going to have to go to summer school."

"T-Takaoka-sensei." Nagisa stuttered out in shock as his classmates froze in fear upon seeing their old teacher, "What...how could he?"

The said man grabbed the case with the antidote and began to walk away towards the door on his left, "Leads heads up to the roof, huh? I've got a little surprise up there your bound to get a kick out of. Oh, and before you get any bright ideas, bear in mind your only alive because Daddy's feeling generous."

Having no other choice, the class followed Takaoka to the roof. When they made their way to the roof, bright lights lightened up the helipad. Takaoka stopped in front of the stairs leading to the helipad and turned to look at the class and the students made sure to keep their distance from him.

"Hiring assassins, infecting students with a potentially lethal virus..." Karasuma pointed out to Takaoka everything he had done on this island, "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you out of your mind?"

Takaoka seemed completely unfazed by his accusations, "Strong words there, friend. I assure you I'm perfectly sane." He shifted his gaze from him to Nagisa and Kayano and the rest of the students, "Though I suspect world saviours are often thought of as mad. If you'd have done as I instructed and had the runts of the litter bring the goods on their own, my assassination plot would have gone off without a hitch and we'd all be winners. I'd wanted to use, what's her name, Kayano?"

Kayano gasped at the mention of her as Nagisa looked at her in worry, their reactions getting a laugh out of Takaoka, "Yeah, she was integral to the plot. Oh, it was a doozie. The bathtub in my suite here is overflowing with anti-sensei BB's. I'd have set her up in there with the target, then in-tomed the whole setup in concrete. The only way for the octopus to return to his normal form without touching the BB's would have been to blow everything sky high! Including the girl!"

Kayano covered her mouth in fear as Takaoka smiled wickedly at his former students, "We all know he'd never do such an inhumane thing to the children in his care! So I figured he'd take the honourable way out and opt to dissolve in lieu of killing of his students.

Upon finding out about Takaoka's plan, the students looked at him in either shock or disgust or both.

"He's a monster." Isogai stated.

"A gentle way of putting it." David stated with a disgusted look on his face.

"I won't lie, it gave Daddy quite a fright when he saw you'd all come in mass. It doesn't change things much but still." Takaoka stated, "Oh, and my mood will play a significant role as to whether you walk out of this alive."

Koro-sensei's face was red in anger, "Intolerable. You can't really imagine you'd get away with this."

"Actually. I think there's a pretty decent chance." Takaoka retorted, "Either way, I believe we can all agree this routes a hell of a lot more humane than the treatment I got from your class." His began scratching his neck, his crazed smile fading from his face. A furious scowl formed on his face right after, making him look even more scary to the students, "Now every time I catch people looking at me sideways. Every time I think about how you flubbed me with my own knife. My skin itches so badly I can't sleep for the night. I hope you're proud boys and girls! Because you've condemned daddy to hell!"

The students stared at the crazed man, their jawn dropping to the ground from the revelation they had just received from him, "Negative evaluations, demotions, gossip! You have no idea what it's like! My future is gone! You specifically Nagisa." He pointed at the blue haired boy in question as Nagisa's eyes widened when he was mentioned, "ust answer for the grave injustice done too much reputation."

"I see." Chiba said, standing behind Nagisa as Nagisa's eyes narrowed at Takaoka, "He asked for the shortest students to come because he knew Nagisa would be one of them."

"Nagisa had every right to do what he did to you." Yoshida growled angrily.

"What happened to you was your own fault." David pointed out with an angered look on his face as he stepped forward from his classmates and stopped in front of Nagisa, "You were the one who made the rules of the fight during which you got your ass kicked by Nagisa and you lost fair and square. Just accept it."

Karma stepped forward and stopped next to David, the two shielding Nagisa from the crazed man, "I see." A smirk grew on his face, "So this actually has a lot more do to with you settling a score than anyone saving the world. Think about it, is beating up a kid gonna repair your self-esteem? Wouldn't someone my size be more interesting?"

"Look you crazy son of a bitch!" Terasaka shouted in frustation as he stepped forward and stopped between Karma and David, "Just like skeleton said, Nagisa kicked your ass by your own rules so you've got no one to blame but yourself. And here's the deal, even if you won, we'd still despise you! Nothing you could've done would have changed our minds."

"I don't remember asking for your opinion!" Takaoka screamed at them in anger.

David crossed his arms and quickly retorted, "We don't remember asking you for your permission."

"You shut your mouth, American! Seems like you didn't learn anything from your last punishment. Looks like I will have to punish you again on the next opportunity I'll get!" Takaoka shouted at David angrily and held up the detonator threateningly, "Love me or hate me, maggots. I'm the guy who that could take half of you are right now with a push of a button!" After seeing how everyone looked at him once he showed them the detonator, he smiled in victory, "You, short round, let's go up to the helipad." He looked away from the class and walked away into the helipad, case and detonator in hand. "Just you and me."

Kayano looked at her friend in worry, "Don't do it, Nagisa. You don't have to listen to him."

"I don't want to," Nagisa gave her an honest answer and handed Koro-sensei to Kayano, "But I'm gonna."

"Get a move on!" Takaoka shouted as Nagisa started walking towards the helipad, "Pick up the pace!"

Nagisa turned around to look at his classmates with a serious look on his face, "I'm afraid what will happen if I don't do what he says. I'll play along for now and see if I can talk some sense into him. If he calms down maybe he'll give us the antidote."

"Please, be careful, Nagisa." Karasuma said in worry for his student, watching how Nagisa walked away from him and the rest.

"I don't like where this is going." Kayano said in concern.

Not wasting any time, the group quickly followed Nagisa and Takaoka into helipad and saw them facing each other in a different platform which was connected to their platform with a wooden bridge. They saw Nagisa standing calmly in front of Takaoka, the knife similiar to the one he used to beat Takaoka back in school laying in front of him. With his eyes set on Nagisa and the case with the antidote set next to him, Takaoka lifted up the detonator and it looked like he was about to press it.

"Don't even." Karasuma's reaction was instant as he aimed his gun at Takaoka.

"Stay right where you are, tough guy." Takaoka quickly reacted to Karasuma aiming his gun at him, "Don't take this the wrong way. But I don't trust you not to throw a monkey wrench in my alone time with Nagisa."

He pushed the detonator's button and the bridge separating two platforms from each other blew up, the remains of it falling down. Nagisa gasped in suprise, looking back at his classmates as he was just completely separated from them. The entire class gasped, knowing there was no way they could reach Nagisa now if things between him and Takaoka got ugly.

"There we go." Takaoka tossed the detonator on the ground behind him, "Now it's just you and me, kiddo. You understand where I'm going with this, right?" Nagisa shifted his gaze back to the opponent in front of him, "Revenge is an ugly word but if the shoes fits."

"You've got it wrong, Takaoka-sensei." Nagisa interrupted him, "I didn't come here to relive our fight."

"Of course not." The crazed man agreed, "You don't have the element of surprise on your side this time. There's not a thing up your sleeve to keep me from killing you. Thing is It'd be over too fast if I went at you full boar right of the bat. I want to savour this." He raised his arms in a welcoming manner, "So here's what I need from you." Everyone waited in anticipation as Takaoka pointed at the ground, "Get on your hands and knees and apologise." He held up another detonator for Nagisa to see, this one being for the case of antidote, "Say your sorry for pulling a cheap trick. Admit you relied on the old bait and switch to cover your lack of skill."

Nagisa knelt down in a apologetic manner, "I'm so..."

Takaoka stomped the ground, cutting him off, "I don't believe you! Kneel down lower you little worm! I want to see your forehead touch the ground like the sole of a boot!"

Nagisa set his eyes on the case with the antidote for a second before doing as he was told by Takaoka and put his hands and forehead on the ground, "I'm sorry for pulling a cheap trick on you. I just did it to cover up my lack of skill. I'm very sorry."

"Not bad." Takaoka grinned, "Now apologise for essentially asking me to hit the road afterwards. Good gracious, the audacity." He placed his boot on Nagisa's head, "All the trouble I went through for you kids and that's how you talk to me?" He pressed his foot down harder as Nagisa winced in pain, "I'm entitled to respect for the sacrifices I made!"

"I was wrong to treat you that way." Nagisa replied calmly, despise the pain he was feeling right now, "You deserve respect. I am truly, deeply sorry. Please find it in your heart to forgive me. I was wrong."

Takaoka laughed, clearly enjoying what was happening right now and removed his foot from Nagisa's head, "I'm starting to believe you. Daddy feels much better. Was that so hard?" Nagisa slowly raised his head to look up at him, "You know what this needs? To help the lesson sink in?" He picked up the case from the ground, showing Nagisa the side of it which had a bomb attached, "Pictures of people who died from the virus I infected your buddies with. Smog let me borrow a few from his collection! The effects are spectacular. Boils over every inch of their bodies, faces liked a bunch of grapes. You'd get a laugh out of that! Wouldn't you, kid?"

As soon as he said those words, he threw the case in the air. Seeing this, Nagisa gasped as he immediately knew what Takaoka was doing. He lunged towards the case as his classmates gasped in shock, knowing what Takaoka was doing right now too.

"Please! No!" Karasuma shouted, but it was already too late to do anything. He and his students could only watch what happened next in shock.

Takaoka pressed the detonator and the case with the antidote exploded in the air, leaving nothing but flames and smokes out of it, the glassy remains of the syringes landing on the helipad. Nagisa watched everything in shock, watching how the flames and the smoke died out as his class gasped in shock and horror, realizing the only way of saving their sick classmates was just blown up into nothing.

After taking a good look at Nagisa's completely stunned face, Takaoka bursted into an uncontrollable laughter and pointed right at the bluenette's face, "Yes! That's the face I wanted to see! You know, you should make a scrap book of this vacation including pictures of your friends dying!" Nagisa slowly shifted his gaze to Terasaka and exchanged a look with him, seeing saw the pain filled expression his classmate had on his face right now, "You can call it, 'Nagisa's book of boiled over faces'!"

Nagisa looked away from Terasaka and clutched his stomach, feeling how his heart began to beat faster. His breathing became heavier as he felt how anger overcome his entire body. He had never felt this angry before. He picked up the knife and dragged it across the ground. Seeing this, Takaoka stopped laughing and looked at him in confusion, wondering what the blue haired boy was doing right now.

Nagisa continued to drag the knife across the ground until it reached his legs and let out a deep breath. His class stared at him in suprise, slowly realizing where this was going. Nagisa lifted the knife up and pointed it towards Takaoka. His eyes were filled with anger and bloodlust as he spoke up to the crazed man in front of him, "I'll kill you!"

Hearing this, Takaoka licked his lips and chuckled, "That's right. That's the way, sonny boy."

"Oh dear." Koro-sensei whispered to himself.

"I'll kill you!" Nagisa repeated himself, his bloodlust filled eyes not leaving Takaoka and this time he was much louder to make sure his opponent heard what he had to say to him.

Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.