Ah it's seriously so late now I should be sleeping! I'm sorry, I love you I love you, I know you don't want this fic to end but I think that there will only be two more chapters :I Maybe I will make a spin off.

Nakamura's P.O.V.

Of course I wasn't going to let him off the hook so easily. Pfff. As if.

Maybe I didn't have the courage to ask him but I had guts to find out myself. And even if not, Koro-sensei and Nagisa would suggest it anyway.

Just by the way, Okuda, Isogai and Kayano decided to join us. They said that it would be nice to come by instead of leaving him on his own. That's right, we just wanted to visit him again, make sure everything was alright, that he was alright. As for why, to be honest, there was something making me uneasy. Not only me, Nagisa and (surprisingly) Isogai had worry written all over their faces though sensei was the only one who crashed into a lamp, being lost in thoughts.

Talking of him, he gave off a really gloomy and dark aura. Actually, he was sweating all the time as if he was afraid of something but we all dismissed it as his impatience to meet Karma.

"So? How do we do this?" Nagisa laughed nervously now that we all stood before the house, unsure of how to continue.

"Just knock, I guess?" Kayano answered, stepping in and ready to hit the doors with her fingers. However, a sound of glass breaking followed by a loud thud sent shivers done our spine and immediately, we tried to open the door, calling Karma.

"Hey! What's wrong?" despite him usually being calm, Isogai was now shouting, getting panicked even more as the noise continued.

Koro-sensei slipped a tentacle through a keyhole, picking the lock in under one second, and we rushed in. The horrifying sight left us motionless.

Karma was lying on the floor, eyes closed and his face pale. Above him a foregin looking woman with blonde hair and crazy, furious expression. She was choking him. She was crushing his neck with those fingers, digging her nails into his skin.

She was killing him.

Koro-sensei's face immediately turned pitch black and he flew forward with no hesitation, jerking the cunt away from our friend and pinning her to the wall. I have never seen him this angry. I have never been this angry.

All of us hurried to Karma, heart almost stopping.

"He's not breathing!" Okuda-san cried out, tears falling down.

This was bad. It was as if time stopped, everything in slow motion and painfully intense. I couldn't loose my cool. I had to take care of this. My friend was dying in front of me, I had to pull myself together!

I tried to check his pulse but failed as my hands were trembling and my whole body stayed frozen. Kayano understood and did it on my behalf: "It's still beating!" she declared, some hope still left in her eyes. I slapped myself few times.

"We need to do CPR!" Nagisa said, looking at me, Okuda and Kayano. I didn't really care who would do it, boy or a girl, the only thing on my mind was to get Karma back.

Seeing that Okuda was barely breathing herself, sniffing and scared, knowing that Kayano had never taken CPR lessons, I took the initiative myself. Tilt the head backwards. Pinch his nose. Breath in.

The redhead's chest rose which made me calm down and proceed. I could do it. I could save him. I just needed to breath for him until he would be able to do it himself.

Please be okay.

Breath.

Please.

Don't give up.

And as if in a reply, the boy suddenly flinched and I broke away from him, letting him inhale on his own. I cried. I know I cried real hard, together with Okuda and Nagisa, scared to death and relieved. The two of them burried their faces into his shoulders, weeping and repeatedly calling his name. Isogai let himself collapse on the floor and Kayano smiled warmly with glossy eyes. I just sat there with messed up face, hair, mind, sobbing, frowning, smiling, laughing, emotions mixed and yet all my fears disappeared when I saw Karma's chest steadily rising and falling, colour returning to his face. He was fine.

Koro-sensei glanced at us and as soon as he saw his students safe, he said: "Take care of him, please." And disappeared somewhere along with that woman who had by then lost consciousness.

It didn't matter anymore. I would kill the fucking hoe later. For now, I just needed to let it all out.

Koro-sensei's P.O.V.

The moment I saw this person, I knew who it was. Karma-kun's stepmother Cicely Gray. And someone I was going to kill.

She has been abusing my little student for almost four years already. And today, this would stop.

I had Ritsu collect all data about her and found out some interesting things. For example her previous crimes. That she had come back few days ago. It made sense - the injury Karma-kun wanted to hide, his behaviour! The sight of that woman choking my little student made it clear: I would be the one taking care of her future. If there would be any.

She woke up in midflight, kicking and screaming in panic, unable to comprehend what was going on. I didn't care that she saw me, a state secret or not, she hurt my student. She hurt my student! I could tell my face was still black with veins popping out because even despite knowing that Karma-kun was fine now, it did not change the fact I wanted to kill this woman.

It would be so easy. To smash her with my tentacles. To let her pay for the trauma she gave the child. I had so many options to make her suffer, oh yes, suffer. Because she wasn't a human, she was a monster. Now, it made me wonder. How many fingers would it take to cut off for her to scream? How many times should she be thrown off a cliff? What kind of blade would hurt more? Dull one? Hot iron? Or the one with huge serrations? Oh and then there was a very interesting method - pouring some molten mixture of metals into her throat!

I could do all of that. I had enough power and freedom to do whatever I wanted. And yet I wouldn't as I wasn't the one who had to take care of her. Only one person in this whole world had the right to decide. And that was Karma himself.

That didn't mean I wouldn't scare her off for a bit (more).

Dropping her to the teacher's office, Irina-sensei and Karasuma-sensei realized who it was and the reason I brought her here.

"Miss Cicely Gray, I assume?" The black-haired man said first, standing up.

"Who the fuck are you?! What's this yellow thing?!" She hissed in English, eyes wild and pointing at me.

"Oh, such a foul mouth you have," Irina-sensei walked towards the woman sitting on the floor, her face cold and unforgiving. She had switched to English too.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. Where am I?! And this disgusting thing - what is it!" The American stood up, stepping back and spatting all over.

Our English teacher snapped and kicked Karma-kun's stepmother into stomach, bloodlust taking over: "What did you call me? Know your place, scumbag." And her victim stayed quiet, probably because of the blow making her sick.

Karasuma-sensei sighed, facepalming, but not protesting. He himself wanted to do it but could not as that would be... ungentleman-like.

I approached the woman: "We are teachers of Akabane Karma, the boy you have been tormenting for the last four years. Now, do you know what we want with you?"

Her body started shivering. For a while, I thought she was scared and realized her mistake, but when she suddenly started giggling, her face twisting into a mad smile, I cursed myself for believeing for even a while that this person could be human. She was a monster, a cold-blooded witch.

"Hahahaha! That brat? Oh, is this some kind of circus? Or did he hire you lunatics to threaten me? But he deserved all of that. He's a cursed demon, he can go and die for all I ca-"

But before she could finish, Irina-sensei punched her face, irritated by her words.

The P.E. teacher took out his notebook on which were the criminal records. He showed them to her, making her haughty immediately disappear, replaced by sheer fury.

"WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THOSE?! I MADE SURE TO EREASE THEM ALL!"

However, he didn't get affected by her ferocity.

"I am a very influential person, madam. This kind of information is very easy for me to come by." The japanese man claimed (though it was partly a lie), his face serious and proffesional.

She snorted a little nervously: "You can't be that powerful, you aren't internationally known. I can get rid of all of you once I get back."

This time I just couldn't help myself. My face's colour hasn't changed any bit but more veins popped: "If you get back, that is."

She seemed to forget about me.

"I am the strongest being in this world. Killing you is as easy for me as to smash a fly." And to demonstrate that, I went for all kinds of weapons avaible, swords, guns, grenades, and threw them under her feet. She yelped but that wasn't enough. This time, I took her myself and flew to that cliff, holding her with just one tentacle.

She started screaming, confused about the change of enviroment and the realization she was hanging at least five hundret meters above ground.

"What if I let you go right now? You know, because of you, my little student went through this fall twice."

Then, I took off even higher, getting somewhere on the border of troposphere and stratosphere. There was little to no oxygen and I could see her paniced face as no air got into her lungs, freezing to that.

"Or what about I let you suffacate and feel the same thing you did to him? And then throw you down from here? Wouldn't that be fine?"

My voice and expression were scary. I knew it because I have never been this furious and bloodlusty before. And this time, I let emotions take over.

Seeing that she was on the verge of fainting, I rapidly headed down, jerking her awake and making her throw up on herself. My next destination was the ocean, the particular place where sharks liked to appear.

She shrieked and held on me for the dear life, not wanting to end up there.

"I am the mightiest creature in this world, Cicely Gray. I can kill you, your family and friends under one second and no one would be able to do anything with it. Do you want to die? Do you want me to serve you as their meal this instant?"

She shook his head, face messed up and hysterically crying.

"Touch my student once more, dare to hurt Karma again, and YOU. ARE. DEAD."

And to make sure she remembered that, I flew ten minutes up and down, from the ground to the troposphere, again and again, suffocating her, making her puke, letting her cry and scream all the time.

She fucking deserved it.

(I just felt like this time, Koro-sensei would be so pissed off to actually curse O.O)