DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANSATSU KYOUSHITSU IN ANY WAY. IT BELONGS TO THE AWESOME MATSUI YUUSEI.
Free Running
"For you're second semester practical assassination training, we'll move on from explosives, to your next foundation of free running." Karasuma-sensei stood in front of the students, explaining the course.
"Free…running?" The students all chorused together curiosity in their question.
Karasuma-sensei looked around to find something he could use as an example. Pointing to a tree a distance away and saying, "For example, let's say you were to head for that lone pine tree over there. Mimura-kun, an estimate is fine. What route would you take, and how many seconds would it take?"
The observant director of the class looked uneasy as being put onto the spot but quickly recovered. Moving towards the edge of the cliff, he looked around, formulating a route that he would be able to cover.
"Well…First I'd crawl down the cliff in 10 seconds. Jump over the stream at a narrow point, go round the right where there's no brush, and finally climb over that rock to reach the tree. I'd say getting there in a minute sounds good." Mimura leaned aback, crossing his arms and overall satisfied with his own answer. Behind him, Kimura was also nodding in agreement.
Looking at them, Karasuma-sensei smirked.
"Okay, I'll try going. Time me." Passing Mimura-kun a stopwatch while taking off his tie with the other.
He walked to the edge of the cliff before shapely turning around, only the soles of his feet were keeping him on the edge. The students quickly stood up in looked as if he was mad. Despite their reactions, Karasuma stood confidently.
"This is the application of athletics and rock climbing from the first semester. What free running cultivates, is the ability to gauge your physical strength. The ability to measure the distance and the degree of the danger of the footing in front of you."
"If you can do this," slowly leaning back, "Any location becomes a field possible for assassination." Finally leaning back enough, his body fell, letting gravity do the rest. Right before meeting the ground, Karasuma flipped so the he landed on the balls of his feet, before continuing to roll onto his back, lessening the impact on his feet. Not wasting a second, he proceeded to do a back flip and racing over to the waterfall where he ran up the side and somersaulted over the stream. Finally he jumped from tree to tree, reaching the pine tree with ease. While he hung from a branch, Karasuma-sensei called over to Himura. "What the time?"
Hands sweaty and shacking from disbelief, Himura called out the time.
"T-Ten seconds."
At the lone tree, Karaumsa-sensei proceeded to dust of the non-existent dirt off his shirt.
"A technique to move down a path that does not exist. If you master this, it would even be possible for you to travel from building to building on foot."
Hearing this, all the students, started to chatter excitedly.
Making his way back to yet again stand in front of the students, Karasuma's presence commanded the attention of the students.
"This mountain back is soft, making it suitable for training. But no using anything I am going to teach you outside of school until I deem that you are ready."
Sitting on the roof and watching the students practice was Koro-sensei.
"If they master this, the chances of them succeeding in assassinating me will increase a lot."
Looking at the students practice, Karasuma noticed that Nagisa was executing the technique poorly compared to the others. Next to him, Karma was drinking his strawberry milk, and once in a while he would practice the technique.
Looking at them, Karasuma noticed that for the past few weeks, he had never seen one of the boys without the other. It was a close bond, even within this class.
"But their relationship has nothing to do with me unless it includes Nagisa turning Karma into a serial killer or an assassin. If that happens, then I'll start to get worried."
Looking away, the PE teacher started to help the other students with the basics.
Looking from behind a tree, a certain octopus was giggling madly to himself.
"Looks like this is going to be an exciting training semester."
AN: A SHORT CHAPTER THIS TIME. I'LL TRY TO UPDATE SOON. THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE MUCH MORE INTERESTING THAN THIS ONE FOR SURE.