Shoot: an unnecessary title with too many iterations
Night sets in, a cruise boat navigating across the ocean waters. In symmetry, waiters slide amongst the dining area. A boy in a white-blue t-shirt walks to Koro-sensei's table. His right hand placed on his back while his left hand holds an aluminum food tray. Between his left elbow, a napkin rests neatly. "Sorry for making you wait, Koro-sensei. We have just finished preparing tonight's main course; Curacha Alavar".
Red food appears when he lifted the lid. "It is a delicacy from the Philippines, which is simmered in coconut milk and seasoned with various spices".
He sets up the napkin and tray on Koro-sensei's table. "Thank you, Isogai-kun".
Koro-sensei grabs a crab leg. "I hope the crabs are not poisoned. Just like how you all planned to have me sick on this boat ride.
Isogai chuckled. "Yes, we were hoping you'll be dizzy after this boat ride. But no, we didn't poison your crabs. Hara stopped Okuda and Fuwa from entering the kitchen".
"That's a shame. You could have ended your assassination then". Koro-sensei munches as his student accommodates for him. He grabs another leg. "So, your plan is to intoxicate me with crabs and make me seasick. You are planning to make me immobile".
"That's right. That's Assassination 101".
"But you really think you can immobilise me that easily?"
Koro-sensei nerufufu-ed. "Too bad. A teacher who very much anticipates an assassination from his students cannot-"
"You're too dark. We don't know what you're thinking", the students shout.
He stops. "Really?"
"Yeah", Nakamura said. It was already bad enough that they don't know his next moves with his emoticon face and it becomes even worse when they couldn't see his facial features. "Forget assassinating you. You look the same front front to back".
Kataoka nods, tucking her hands on her chartreuse top. Seeing only Koro-sensei's usual smile on his round face could itch her, or Okano, or one of the class pranksters to return it to a volleyball team. "It's confusing".
"Whoops, my bad". In one swoop, Koro-sensei changed. "I could always use my moulting to turn myself back".
"Oh, I thought it was your once a month trick", Fuwa said.
"Yes. You see, I always save it up for an attempt just like for tonight. Oh, boy". Koro-sensei looks at his shedded skin. "Why did I do that?"
The yellow octopus bawled, staggering, almost losing his balance on the table. His students are thankful they are the only ones there. "How did we manage not to kill this klutz already?"
"Oh, I know", Hara said. "Okuda-chan. Do you still have that poison for the crabs?"
"Here". Manami hands her a tube.
"No, no. That would be no fun", Koro-sensei said. "I would die instantly".
The class grumbled. "We've been killing you for four months and you're still alive".
Apparent frowns etched on their faces. Alongside their big assassination preparations, they have been doing assassination attempts as well. None of them succeed. There is still a lot of things they need to do; homeworks, exams and high school preparations. There's not a lot of time left before the deadline.
"Oh come on, my lovely students. You're still killing me tonight", Koro-sensei said. "There goes my once a month moult but I can still enjoy this good food".
He fixes up his napkin. Yada slides along his table with a tray and a big smile on her face.
"While you're at it, Koro-sensei, how about some lovely assortments to compliment the main dish?"
"And don't forget about the bread", Kataoka said.
Koro-sensei is in bliss. Yada serves him fried vegetables from his left side. Kataoka slices the bread on his right side. Isogai would check on him for the water. He left the table feeling more full than he is wasted.
=itl=
He holds onto a long wooden paddle. His Mach 20 speed leaving from his tentacle, sludging him on his path as the students leaves the dock. "No more boat rides. After. This. Right?"
"Nope", Maehara sings. He's light in his steps, purposefully walking alongside Koro-sensei.
"We're here at your assassination destination", Sugaya said. He points at the wooden hut by the pier, towering over the sea it sits on. "It's used by VIPs on karaoke and movie nights".
"And since we're VIPs, we get to use the huts tonight", Kimura said.
"Ooh, what a fancy place", Koro-sensei said. "I'm looking forward to your assassination attempt".
Inside the hut, the wooden elements are shaped into a dome, but it's different from the logs back in Tokyo. Most of the logs which gives the dome shape to the hut are akin to straws, probably from the local palm trees that grew in the forest of the island. In each side of the dome, there are long wooden benches, could probably be brought by the boys but Kimura said it has been used as a movie theatre, so the wooden benches have been there for a while. The staffs must have accounted that there will be more movie goers than usual. "How are you feeling, Koro-sensei?"
Mimura stands in front of the big screen while holding a remote. An obvious clue. "Fantastic. I cannot wait to see what you have in store for me. I'm looking forward to the creativity, intelligence and inventiveness you have put into my assassination. What fate awaits me?"
"First, we will enjoy a movie prepared by Mimura, and Okajima helped edit". The two boys share a secret handshake.
"Then the seven top achievers will shoot your tentacles one by one". Nakamura cracks some jokes with Manami to ease the tension. In another side of the room, Hazama, Terasaka, Muramatsu and Yoshida gathers with their guns on their pockets.
"That would be the signal for the whole class to join the assassination". Nagisa, Kimura and Kurahashi listens to Sugino as he gives them pointers with a baseball between his right fingers.
"Is that okay with you, Koro-sensei?"
Isogai clicks his gun, a stray bullet happens to roll on the floor before he picks it up. Koro-sensei nods. "More than okay".
As Mimura and Okajima packs up their secret handshake, Sugaya strides to the big screen. "Nice work, guys".
"Thanks", Mimura said. "I skipped dinner to finish it".
"Yeah, how was dinner? I heard you guys had crab", Okajima said. In a low voice, he crouched down, making the two guys crouch also. "Did you meet a hot babe?"
At the other side of the room, Nakamura's jokes haven't been selling to Manami who keeps on fidgeting in her seat. Gives up, she leans in her seat, calming down her own nerves. It dawns on her how much prep and practice time has been draining her lately. She hopes whatever Mimura and Okajima are planning should take their mind off things. By the screen, their neighbourhood yellow octopus teacher stands. "Koro-sensei is being all quiet".
Nakamura leans, whispering close to Manami's ears. Manami looked at her.
"Could he have figured out the Anti-sensei material coating in the walls?"
"Nah, I don't think so", Nakamura whispered. "He's gotta be planning an escape route".
"Yes, but he can't", Manami whispered. "Because he's promised us all month that we could assassinate him".
"Right. He's probably figured things out", Nakamura scoffed.
Noticing the peculiarity of his own actions, Koro-sensei picks a seat. Nagisa walks up to him with a scanner. "Koro-sensei. Please stand here for a while. We need to do a body check".
Koro-sensei nerufufu-ed. "Sure, but Nagisa-kun, I'm not carrying anything around. Must I still go through with the body check?"
"Yes, Koro-sensei", Nagisa said. "It might look as if you didn't carry anything. But in the chance you do carry the fish swimsuit or your shedding, that will affect the assassination".
"It seems you have me figured out".
Nagisa pats his body. "No swimsuit or shedding found. Please have a seat, Koro-sensei".
Koro-sensei does so. "Please come at me with all you have. Don't hesitate".
At one side of the dome, Maehara, Okano and Kurahashi clenched their teeth. On the other side, Sugino, Hara and Kimura does the same. Okajima stands by the lights. "We're starting now. Koro-sensei".
As soon as the lights switched, Yada and Hara walked off the hut. The recording plays, a voice whispering the title card. The words AC appeared in red. Using images from their school, Mimura optimise his narrative skills.
"Wow, t-this looks high quality".
"Yeah, didn't know Mimura and Okajima can edit like this".
"This video is really well done", Koro-sensei said, sensing the girls' whispers. "You narrated this, Mimura? And you both use camera blocking and segmenting that suits the audience's taste. It really pulls you in.."
Mimura, Okajima and Maehara stand in front of a blackboard with a drawing of an octopus. "Today we have two people who would like to share top secret information with us. We would hear from them after this".
The screen fades out before slowly revealing another image. Koro-sensei in a stag beetle outfit. Beneath him are a pile of magazines with bikini models. Koro-sensei sits on the pile while holding the said magazine. Pink tint hue covering his cheeks. "His bribe failed".
"It failed?"
As Koro-sensei screamed, Manami covered her eyes with both hands. "T-that's just.. W-what happened..?"
Nakamura snickered. "Nagisa and co. were trying to find stag beetles when they saw Koro-sensei reading Okajima's magazine stash. He bribed them with popsicles".
"T-that's the worst.."
"These are all the dirty magazines that the octopus has collected", Mimura narrated. "A long line of women-only cake buffets. A giant figure is standing in the line. Who could it be?"
"Koroko here", the octopus lady said. A guard comes as he struggles to keep her away from a tower of cupcakes.
"The guard suspected that the giant figure may not likely be a lady. But it's interesting to note that he did not suspect the figure to be a non-humanoid creature".
Hazama chuckled. "You're attracted to porn, crossdressing and doing all sorts of stuff without a hint of guilt. What a pervert".
Koro-sensei covers his face.
"Right before payday", Mimura narrated. "He sends his clones to line up for the tissue paper passed by local food establishments. What does he do with them?"
Koro-sensei jumps up. "Oh dear".
Koro-sensei wears his white chef outfit. He presents his creations in a professional chef style. Mimura sighed. "He fries them. That's right. He fries the tissues and eats them. Does he have any pride as an educator- no. Does he have any pride as a living creature?"
Manami covers her ears. Nakamura films Koro-sensei's reaction with her phone. "This is just the tip of the iceberg. We still have one-hour footage of Koro-sensei's embarrassing moments. Don't miss out".
"One hour?"
=itl=
A yellow creature mumbles in his seat. "I'm dead. I'm nothing. You're only seeing air in here. There's no way I can live after this".
"So, Koro-sensei. After watching this video, have you noticed anything?"
The yellow creature opened his eyes. "Water? But no one came in while the video played". He observed the hut. "Could it be high tide?"
"Someone must have lowered the pillars in this hut". Terasaka gruffed.
"Seasick, shamed and now - bathed in seawater", Nakamura chimed, swinging her rifle over her shoulder. "Your reaction speed is slow".
Terasaka smirked. "Now for the main event. Don't be dodgin' us now. A promise is a promise, teach".
The seven students stands, each with a gun of their own. Isogai breathes out. He pulls out his guns. "Begin".
The blast sends a signal to Ritsu, the key team member outside of the hut. "Operation Commence. 5 seconds time elapse".
Kayano signals the boat team. In the lead, Karma revved up his engine. Four boats move in four different directions. A rope connecting to the dome emerged out of water. The hut's foundation strains. Karma laughs.
"Did it come apart?" Kayano said.
"Affirmative". Takebayashi fixed his glasses.
"Yeah". Hara triumphed.
The octopus and the seven students are out in the open. "35 seconds time elapsed". One by one, a number of students emerge from the water. Koro-sensei looks up. "A flyboard? You're putting me in a hydraulic cage?"
"Koro-sensei doesn't react well to sudden changes", Nagisa exclaimed.
"So we put you in a hut and changed it to this hydraulic cage". Sugino links his arms with Nagisa.
"To slow down your reaction time". Maehara links his arm with Sugino and Okano.
"53 time elapsed". Ritsu emerged from underwater, heavy with a wide assortment of guns. "Commencing volley".
Out of the seven students, Manami circles around the target while Isogai covers the other side. Terasaka follows Manami, covering one of Koro-sensei's blinspot areas.
"Taking aim". Ritsu calculates. "Keep in mind that the perimeter encasing Koro-sensei is 1 metre".
Ritsu joins the shootout. Koro-sensei is encased in the hydraulic cage. Each bullet could mean a decrease in his percentage life force but that isn't happening. Using his remaining intellect, he dodges every single attempt. It's a pity he couldn't use his tentacles. He admits with each passing scream that his reaction time is getting slower.
"Koro-sensei sure can dodge the attacks near him". Isogai shoots.
"But don't worry, we're not targeting you, teach". Nakamura shoots beside him.
"We're blocking off your escape path". Terasaka shoots with two guns simultaneously.
"On top of that", Nakamura said, a light sparkled behind her. "The ones to deliver your final blow".
Another light sparkled behind Manami. "Are these two".
Hayami and Chiba loads their gun, emerging from the water. "We've successfully tricked you".
Ritsu chirped. "Game over, Koro-sensei".
The sniper duo shot simultaneously. Two bullets come for Koro-sensei. He stares at them, his smile unfaltering, yet there seems to be a mumble. He closes his eyes in a silent prayer.
=itl=
The next thing Manami knows is that she's underwater. Her breathing has shifted slightly more from the inside of her mouth than her nose. Regaining her consciousness, she pushed up her body to the surface. With a few rhythmic patterns like a frog, she gasped out for air.
To her right, Kanzaki breathes out. "Thank goodness".
Making their way along the deck, Karasuma-sensei and Bitch-sensei looks at the water with alert. "Check the waters. Make sure he doesn't come up to the surface".
"But we saw him get shot", Isogai said.
"Most likely he can still survive. Remember, he has the ability to regenerate his tentacles. He may as well regenerate his whole body", Karasuma-sensei said. "Isogai. Kataoka. All students. Check the waters".
"Yes, sir", the class representatives said, diving back into the water.
"Where could he be?" Manami mumbled.
"There", Kayano said
"That one", Sugino said.
The bubbles violently erupt. Sugaya sighed. "Oh boy".
Kanzaki gasped. Isogai reloads his gun. Terasaka pointed his guns. The water flows out. A ball with a yellow ocre ball inside it appeared. Nagisa twitched. "What is that?"
"This is the utmost trick up my sleeves; my Ultimate Defence Form".
"The Ultimate Defence Form?"
The ball nerufufu-ed. "The outermost layer is a high density condensed energy. This is the result of shrinking my body away. In this form, I am invincible".
"No way", Yada said. "If you stay in that form, how can we assassinate you?"
"Don't worry, I can only stay in this form for 24 hours", the ball said. "Once the time is up, my body will absorb the energy from the outer layer and expand to its original state. As a counterbalance, this form increases my defences but restricts my movements; I cannot move. In such events.."
He illustrates. "You could lose me in the trash". A boy asks his mum where she puts his weird ball and she tells him it's trash Tuesdays. Hara sighed, her hands softening up the wrinkles of her eyebrows.
"However, what I'm most worried about is being flung into space". Manami perks up. That's it. No creature can survive in space air except for aliens, and Koro-sensei has debunked most of the boys' Star Wars references.
"I have calculated the possibility of such an event. No rocket on Earth can make a 24-hour trip to space. Therefore, I'm safe".
Manami frowned.
"You're just asking for it". Terasaka scooped the ball. "There's no way you're that invincible". He plunders with a red wrench.
The ball whistles inside the translucent layer. "It doesn't work. Even a nuclear explosion couldn't destroy me".
"Okay. If nothing works.."
Karma signs Terasaka and the boy threw him the ball. He puts the ball on the ground. No longer floating on water, Koro-sensei breathes a sigh of relief. It was just a little bit too soon.
"Karma-kun", the ball shrieks. "Put it away".
The red haired devil shows him the Beetle-Koro blushing while reading some racy magazines.
"Aw, there's no need to be shy, Koro-sensei", he chimed. "We've seen it all".
"No need for a second run. Oh, I wish I have my tentacles".
"Here".
Koro-sensei should've been relieved by the slimy coverage.
"Karma-kun", he snaps. "Not helping".
"Oops, sorry". It's hard to see his sincerity when he's still holding another sea slug. The ball is sure that he will get another sea slug. When he didn't, Koro-sensei sighs.
"Then". Karma holds up the ball. "Who can get me a dirty old man so I'll slide this up his pants?"
Koro-sensei withered and screamed. There it is. Total victory. Playing Koro-sensei within another book. Manami can only dream.
"That's enough, Karma". Karasuma-sensei placed the ball in a plastic bag. "While you refresh yourselves, the agency and I will discuss on the best possible outcome for this situation".
"You're planning to put me in a pool of anti-sensei materials, right?"
The ball nerufufu-ed. "That won't do. You saw how I've exploded back then. I could throw everything away in my path. You're out of options. Karasuma-sensei". The ball is yellow and green striped.
Action reaction. Once again, Koro-sensei taught a lesson. Manami dips a part of her head in water, producing bubbles. She never knew physics could hurt as much. "However".
The ball glows in the moonlight. "You should all hold your head high. Even the government is not able to assassinate me in this way. It all comes down to the ingenuity of your plan".
Karasuma-sensei takes him away. Each students make their way to the pier, mumbling of the failure they took on again. Some of them are too tired to speak, bringing their heads lower as they stroll out the path. Manami grabs on the pillar, mumbling away on action reaction and buoyancy. "Need a hand?"
She looks up, a large supporting hand before the water. "Yes. There's no stairs like in the swimming pool".
He chuckles, pulling her along to where he stands. "Different in shape and volume".
Manami nods. "So what will you do, Okuda-san?"
His golden irises twinkled. "Running out of ideas already?"
"No".
Manami is sure. She's been counting hands the first she stepped on the wooden slate. "If it's action reaction he wants, then so be it. I'll bring on the chalkboard, and when he's distracted, I will poison him".
She doesn't know why she turned around in her steps, but with Karma-kun, the ace of the class by her side, she feels more courage than fear. "Simple, right, Karma-kun?"
He chuckles. "Simple".
Okinawa Teams:
Team 1
Role: Distraction
Assassination attempt: Air shoot
Kurahashi Hinano
Yada Touka
Kimura Masayoshi
Jiritsu Shiko Kotei Hodai (Ritsu)
Okano Hinata
Kataoka Megu
Isogai Yuuma
Maehara Hiroto
Team 2
Role: Set up
Assassination attempt: None
Shiota Nagisa
Akabane Karma
Kayano Kaede
Nakamura Rio
Sugino Tomohito
Team 3
Role: Distraction
Assassination attempt: [Foiled by a scared Muramatsu]
Terasaka Ryouma
Muramatsu Takuya
Yoshida Taisei
Hazama Kirara
Team 4
Role: Distraction
Assassination attempt: Before dinner attempt pincer crabs
Kanzaki Yukiko
Okuda Manami
Fuwa Yuzuki
Hara Sumire
Kurahashi Hinano
Team 5
Role: Set up
Assassination attempt: None
Hayami Rinka
Chiba Ryuunosuke
Takebayashi Koutaro
Sugaya Yosuke
Team 6
Role: Set up
Assassination attempt: None
Mimura Kouki
Sugaya Yosuke
Happy birthday, Okajima-kun!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Assassination Classroom. Assassination Classroom is a series written by Yusei Matsui. The anime is produced by Lerche. This is a fanfiction to provide a character spotlight on Okuda Manami. Themes and characterisation may differ from the original series. Also uploaded on lavender1112 blogspot and AO3.