Ansatsu Kyoushitsu: To Tame a Demon

A/N: Aaaaaand I'm back.

I've recently gone back to reading some fanfictions and watching old shows—how nostalgic indeedXD And thanks to that, I got some inspiration to write a new chapter.

I'm very thankful for all the positive feedback the last chapter got and to think that so many are still reading… I'm actually pretty damn surprised. But thank you for it! This is for all you guys;) I'm going to have to say sorry though bc my writing style has certainly changed. I don't know whether it's good or not BUT I still hope you guys can enjoy^-^

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Chapter 14

Nagisa's pov:

Silence filled the 3E-class's backyard, only the howl of wind was evident.

I was kneeling on the ground next to Takaoka, my palm resting on his head and still glowing from the spell I had put upon him, making the man fall asleep and Kris stop. And when Kris stopped, so did Kazuo.

But there was a cost.

So I could get to Takaoka, I had to put my demon in danger—or rather, Karma did that himself but if he hadn't protected me and given the shelter he did, I'd be dead now.

Nervously, I watched as Kazuo flopped down on the ground next to his younger brother who was hissing in pain, holding his ice-covered shoulder. I could see blood too but what mainly concerned me was the coldness radiating from Karma. Through our bond, I could feel it—it had never been this cold.

Ever since creating a contract with Karma, I had always felt warm. The red-haired demon was like a heater that could be carried anywhere; his warmth was always next to me, the comforting presence I needed in my life.

And now, it was gone and replaced by eerie coldness that seemed to seep deep within me, although I wasn't even the one who got stabbed by Kris's icy blade.

But apparently Kazuo could make it better.

I could hear him mumble something as he quickly pulled Karma into his arms, pressing his hand above the wound on Karma's shoulder. The smaller red head shuddered, violently even, before relaxing and I could see the ice on the wound melt. Soon enough, Karma's presence got stronger—but there was still something off with him.

I didn't get to dwell on it long though because suddenly there was a blade pointed at my neck, not quite touching but if I'd move, it would cut me. I had to hold back a flinch, eyes moving up to meet another pair of cold, cold blue eyes that drilled holes in my very soul.

The blade by my throat hissed and radiated cold air, like a blow of cold winter wind.

"What did you do to the human?" Kris asked me, his tone dripping coldness and I swallowed nervously.

"I-it's just a simple spell that put him to sleep. He'll recover from it soon."

"His guard is down", the Ice Demon said, tilting his head in a very creepy way. "Our bond is weak. A simple spell or not, this doesn't happen when he sleeps normally."

"Because it's not normal sleep", Kazuo cut in from his spot few meters away. He had his eyes downcast, turned toward Karma who was being strangely quiet. Actually, if I didn't know better, I'd say he's sleeping but that couldn't be it.

"Hunters' spells are similar to our own, Kris." Whatever he said next, I didn't understand it at all. Kazuo looked up and his mouth moved, and this strange noise came out. It didn't sound like any language I have ever heard—actually, if I were to describe it, I'd say it sounded like a mixture of wolf's howling and snake's hissing. And somehow, it also sounded like singing.

"It's your first time hearing the language of demons, isn't it, Nagisa-kun?" a voice suddenly said next to me and I turned my head slightly to be greeted by Koro-sensei's huge-ass grin.

"Yah, sensei!" I screamed, surprised and utterly horrified. Kris seemed surprised too, as he suddenly removed his blade and took a step back before regaining his composure. "Don't scare me like that!"

The yellow octopus just smiled wider before straightening himself. Seriously, when did he even get there?! Just moments ago he had been standing by the others—but then again, it was Koro-sensei, what was I supposed to expect from him?

"But anyway…" I said when I woke up from my shock. "The language of demons? Do they have their own language?"

Kazuo chuckled coldly, amused by my question. "You humans know so little of us, don't you?" he asked, narrowing his golden eyes at me. I felt nervous, very nervous, under his judging gaze. It felt like he would see my everything—my soul and everything deep within; the bitterness I felt towards my parents, all my weaknesses, and desires and worst of all, I was sure he could see how dependent on Karma I had become.

And it amused him, I could see that.

But at the same time as his smile turned mocking, something else flashed in his eyes. Was that doubt I saw in them? Or maybe it was even a hint of… acceptance? I wasn't sure about what I saw and I quite frankly didn't even want to know what Kazuo was thinking at that exact moment.

He was about to say something, I could see it from how he inhaled, but suddenly he stopped, his head turning towards the road to the main-campus. He smelled the air and grimaced.

"He's coming", Kazuo mumbled, eyes narrowed and the air around him flickered, annoyance clear in his posture.

"Of course", Kris said, his blade suddenly disappearing. "He must've felt our presence."

"Who?" I asked, glancing at Koro-sensei who had fallen silent too. His tentacles were nervously floating in the air, like he wouldn't know what to do.

"The principal", the yellow octopus then answered, his smile seeming forced—but it still stayed there, may I point that out.

"The principal?" I could hear Kayano gasp out. "Seriously?"

"Why would he come here?" Isogai-kun asked.

Maehara-kun shrugged his shoulders at that. "Who knows…"

"Well", the tall demon close to us then continued before anyone else could say anything. "Having such a strong Hunter coming here could become a trouble, should I stay any longer. Destroying entire Japan wasn't my plan for the day and I don't think it was yours either, Kazuo. So, I suggest you slip back to Hell or wherever you came from."

"And what? You're going back to that human—just when you have the chance to get away, too?" the older Fire Demon asked.

"I'm not quite done with him", Kris said as he leaned down next to Takaoka's lifeless body, slapping my hand off his forehead. The demon's hand was so cold it burned slightly and I quickly pulled away, feeling one of Koro-sensei's tentacles around my waist. "Once I'm done I'll kill him, don't worry."

"Tch", Kazuo just snorted, seeming disgusted by Kris's plans of being used by Takaoka when it was clear to everyone that the Ice Demon could easily break free. "Do what you want, it is none of my concern whether you live or die, in the end. But just so you know—once you do come back to Hell—"

"—I'm going to be punished, yes, I know that", Kris interrupted, brushing it off. "But you should tell the kid to be more careful next time…" The Ice Demon's eyes lingered on me then, the coldness in them unnerving. "Protecting a human child like that—it won't end well, Kazuo."

"I know."

"I hope you do." Then, the Ice Demon started to glow, his whole being shining blue light. "You should watch out, boy. You might now think that you should be worried about the demons outside but if there's something I can teach you humans, is that demons never lurk outside. They're in us all."

I didn't get it but before I could even ask, Kris just disappeared into thin air. My explanation for that was that he returned to where he came from—whatever place it was.

What is that even supposed to mean? Lurk inside of us all? Aren't they demons to begin with—how could they have other demons lurking in them? I thought, frowning slightly.

"Unfortunately, that is true", Koro-sensei mumbled next to me and for a second there, just for a split second, I swore his smile dropped. But because it was back in a blink of an eye, couldn't be too sure.

"Anyway, Kazuo-san, I'd very much appreciate if you'd let Karma-kun go", the yellow octopus then turned to the two Fire Demons.

Kazuo stared back at him with those glimmering golden orbs that were too much like Karma's—but at the same time, completely different. Colder, I thought. Even emptier. I was sure that the older Fire Demon would put up a new fight, argue back like he did moments ago, but surprisingly, he didn't. Instead, Kazuo just straightened himself and suddenly, in his arms, Karma switched forms.

Before I even knew, there was a very small red-furred cat resting inside Kazuo's palms.

"Come here, human boy", the older Fire Demon told me, motioning me to get closer. I didn't move and the tightening feeling around my waist told me that Koro-sensei didn't even want me to go.

"We don't have much time, boy", Kazuo said again, rolling his eyes. "I'm not going to eat you or anything—you're too unworthy for that. Now, get your ass over here, human."

Should I be thankful or not…? I sweat-dropped at Kazuo's words. Unworthy to be eaten by a demon—guess I was lucky.

"I should go…" I whispered to Koro-sensei nodding at the tentacle still around my waist. "I have to get Karma back."

"I can do it for you", the octopus just said, seeming calm but at the same time, I felt like he was ready to panic any moment now.

"I have nothing to do with you, um… whatever thing you are", Kazuo said and I nearly chuckled. Even the Fire Demon didn't know what to think of Koro-sensei.

"I'm Koro-sensei! What is so hard to understand in that?" the octopus whined, glaring at Karasuma-sensei as he said that but the other teacher acted like he heard nothing.

"Whatever. Just come here for a moment, human boy. I'm sure you don't want this to end in bloodshed that will certainly start if your dear principal sees me." Kazuo smiled as he said those words and I was pretty sure he wouldn't mind shedding blood at this point (he seemed kind of annoyed, okay) and I was also certain that cutting off the head of my "dear" principal was all he wanted to do.

"I'll go, sensei", I quietly told the octopus next to me, giving him a pointed look. He probably wouldn't enjoy a bloodshed as much as Kazuo and I really wanted to have Karma back and close to me again.

Although, this day hadn't been the best for us, I still cared for the demon and I couldn't find myself calming down without his sharp remarks echoing through my ears or his calm heartbeat that I could feel from time to time, connected to mine, if I really concentrated.

And most of all, I just wanted to see his golden eyes looking at me again.

Koro-sensei's hold on me loosened then and I send him a small smile before getting up and slowly starting to walk towards Kazuo and Karma. Behind me, I could hear Kayano and Sugino tell me not to go but I didn't listen—for some reason, I had a little faith in Kazuo and I believed that he had no intentions of killing me now.

After all, he was Karma's older brother, wasn't he? And those two resembled each other much more than they even realized.

When I stood right in front of Kazuo, who was still sitting on the ground, I could finally see Karma well. His eyes were closed and his body relaxed—he was sleeping, after all. Or unconscious, I didn't know, but it worried me.

"He's sleeping, don't worry", Kazuo reassured as if he had read my thoughts. For a moment there, I really thought he had, but then again, it shouldn't be possible.

It wasn't my first time seeing Karma asleep, but it certainly was my first time seeing him so completely off guard. The other trusted Kazuo, so very obviously that it made me feel guilty. Karma was Kazuo's brother and despite their rude words towards each other, I believed that they cared for each other.

Kazuo must worry for him, I thought, eyeing the older Fire Demon for a moment.

"I've melted the ice outside but there might still be some problems. Kris is, after all, one of the oldest Ice Demons there are, and incredibly strong. He is not that much weaker than I am and although the cut isn't deep or life-threatening—to a demon-king at least—I'd keep an eye on Karma. He is very sensitive to cold."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked from Kazuo after the older had fallen silent, his eyes studying me.

"Well, you're going to take him back, aren't you?" the other just asked back, raising an unimpressed brow at me—ugh, he's so much like Karma, I can't believe it! I thought, slightly irritated. Kazuo made me feel stupid.

But my annoyance aside, I nodded my head quickly. "Y-yeah, I am."

"Then, take him", Kazuo simply said, offering Karma to me and carefully, I reached out my hands, letting the older Fire Demon carefully lay Karma on top of my palm. Unlike Kris's hand, Kazuo's was, dare I say, pleasantly warm.

In my hand, Karma curled up into a small ball of red fur, and as soon as Kazuo pulled his hand back the cat lets out a whine, searching for the other demon's warmth.

It made both Kazuo and I smile.

The older Fire Demon then stood up, making me take a surprised step back. Damn, he was tall, towering above me scarily high. His golden eyes continued to study me for a moment longer before he suddenly turned away.

"Unfortunately, I have to head back to Hell now", he said as he started to walk towards the forest. "I do not wish to make contact with your principal when Karma is involved and as I see it, for now it's better to leave the kid to you."

He stopped for a moment to glance back at me, eyes glimmering mysteriously. "But I do promise you this, human boy, you'll someday soon wish that I had taken Karma back today. There are people much, much worse that can be sent after you."

"W-what?" Who can be worse than a Fire Demon?

A sound of something tearing apart could be heard and a moment later a dark hole appeared in front of the older Fire Demon. I could only see darkness in it and it was the kind of darkness that could make even adults pee their pants (I think Terasaka-kun might've let out a little); honestly, when I saw that hole of darkness, I swore never to step close to one.

Could it be… a pathway to Hell? I wondered as Karma's older brother took a step forward but not before sending me and everyone else present a one last, terrifying smile.

"I'm not the oldest, Shiota Nagisa. And believe me, our father is ready to destroy all of Japan to get back what is his."

And then the darkness swallowed him, and silence fell upon us once again.

The terror wasn't over yet, however.

Just two minutes after Kazuo had left and everyone had the chance to breathe easier, someone else with a terrifying aura came up.

"Now, what do we have here?" a deep, cold and amused voice asked, echoing in the air with booming strength.

I turned around towards the 3E-building, gasping in horror as I could see a very tall man standing by it, looking down on us others. And he had every right to do so, too.

Asano Gakuhou, the principal of our school and also, the fifth strongest Hunter in the entire world. Until then, I had only seen him from afar and I had preferred it like that because the man was terrifying (he wasn't like Kazuo or Kris kind of terrifying because he was a human, but that was as scary as humans could get, I was sure).

And now he stood there, by our pathetic little school building with an unimpressed look plastered on his stoic face and purple eyes unforgiving.

He scanned the whole yard, from Takaoka's motionless body to Koro-sensei and the other students. Then, he stopped to look at me for a short moment before turning back to Takaoka. Even after his eyes no longer looked at me, I couldn't stop feeling like something was observing my every move—like a parasite inspecting me from inside.

Takaoka started to wake up just then, my spell wearing off. He sat up, looking confused and eyes unfocused—noticing this, the principal started to make his way down, smiling as he did. And that smile promised no good.

The red cat resting in my hands curled into an even tighter ball and unconsciously, I pulled my hands against my chest, shielding Karma. I felt like it wasn't a very good choice to let the principal see him.

"Ah, Asano-sama", Koro-sensei greeted the principal in a friendly way, his tentacles swaying in the air. "What brings you here?"

"I could feel strong energy coming from here—so strong, in fact, that even few of our students could feel it even though they certainly don't yet have any idea how to detect spiritual-power. And something like that mustn't be left unnoted", the man answers, his voice monotone. I couldn't tell what he felt like, not at all, and usually I was good at reading people.

The principal was like a blank paper, nothing to give but at the same time I knew, he had it all.

"But it seems like it was just our new teacher here, fooling around." The strawberry-blonde man shook his head, clicking his tongue in a disapproving manner.

"Takaoka-san", the principal then said, laying a hand on top of the other man's head, running his fingers through the sweaty hair. I felt both disgusted and scared when he did that, hoping that I'd never have to be in a position like that. "I hoped better from you. After all, you are one of the best Hunters in Japan."

"S-sir—" the other man started but he was quickly shut down as the principal continued.

"I'm disappointed by your act. One of my main jobs here is to make sure my students are put through safe training and that does not include letting my own demons roam around freely. And what disappoints me more is the fact that you dare to call yourself a Hunter and one of the best too, when you can't even properly control a one."

The principal's face showed its first emotion—disgust.

"What utter rubbish you are. Your name should not belong amongst the best, it is disgraceful to the rest of us. And I can't believe I allowed someone like you in my school, to become a teacher, a role model for future Hunters. I admit that it was foolish of me."

The man took out a paper, cleanly folding it in half before telling Takaoka to surprisingly open his mouth. Obedient, the other did and then suddenly, the principal shoved the paper right into that big mouth, making Takaoka choke.

"There you go", the strawberry-blonde man says in a calm matter, one hand holding the back of Takaoka's neck while one is still pushing the paper in deeper. "Your contract with this school has ended, you are no longer a teacher here. I hope you'll pack your things swiftly and leave. Also, if you ever dare to show your disgraceful face near the campus, I will have your Hunter license removed—for good. Understand?"

Takaoka nodded violently and finally, the principal relented, letting the poor man breathe.

The strawberry-blonde man smiled coldly, fixing Takaoka's hair in a way that obviously said I-could-kill-you-with-my-eyes-closed.

"Well, that is wonderful. Now, off you go."

I had never seen someone run away as quick as Takaoka did as soon as the principal's hand was off him.

The tall man chuckled as Takaoka's figure disappeared behind trees and bushes, before turning to face Koro-sensei.

"I deeply apologize for his behavior—I was certain that he'd be able to ease your burden here but it seems that I was wrong… well, until I find someone new, please continue doing a good job." He nodded politely to the yellow octopus before surprisingly, turning to glance at me.

"An interesting demon, Shiota-kun", he said, purple eyes looking deep into mine. "I wonder if something so small can even do something other than look cute."

I was about to answer that Karma could do much more than just look cute—but I cut myself off before I even started. The principal already looked suspicious, no need to spike his curiosity even more.

"Well, I'm just a beginner…" I nervously answered, smiling sheepishly. I knew that the man could see right through my lie and it made me wonder if he knew about Karma's true identity.

"Ahaha, is that so?" the principal said, finally turning away. "Keep it up then. You're doing a good job."

He didn't stay to chat more than that and I was glad about it. At least, once he was gone, I was able to breathe normally again.

Karma's pov:

I woke up in my cat form, sleeping on Nagisa's desk with the human's hand over my small body. He wasn't looking at me, instead concentrating on the lesson Bitch-sensei was holding but every now and then, he's stroke my fur very gently, making strange warmth spread through my body.

What the hell happened? I asked myself, blinking a couple of times.

When I looked around the class, everything seemed fine. Everyone was in their places, most of them concentrating on the lesson while I could sense Karasuma-sensei and Koro-sensei to be in the room next to this. The human out of them was probably tending to his wounded leg.

Bitch-sensei asked something and Nagisa lifted his hand to answer, making me turn my attention back to him. When the warmth of his hand left my body, I felt a struck of cold and I wanted Nagisa's warmth back on me—right away.

Wait—I then realized. Where's Kazuo?

As I looked around again, I couldn't see my stupid older brother anywhere. Did he leave? Did he actually leave me behind? And what about Kris and that annoying fatso teacher? A wave of panic rose inside of me, something I hadn't felt in a long time, and I scrambled up, meowing at Nagisa who finally turned to look at me.

"Ah—Karma! You're awake!" the bluenette sighed, obviously relieved. No reason for that, I thought. You're going to wish I stayed asleep soon enough.

"What's going on?" I asked telepathically, jumping on his shoulder to poke his cheek with my pawn.

"Would you calm down?" Nagisa muttered quietly, earning strange looks from the rest. "Everything's fine, okay?"

"I don't believe you. Where's my brother? Where's Kris and the fatso?"

They left, the bluenette now answered through my mind and I frowned (inwardly, since cats can't frown).

You fell asleep, remember? I don't know how, but then Kazuo seemed to force you into your cat form and he gave you back to me. The principal came here, so he had to leave before it escalated into something much worse. Kris and Takaoka left too, Nagisa told me, carefully removing my pawn from his cheek and picking me up despite the protesting snarl I gave him.

Are you okay, Karma? he then asked.

"Yes, I'm fucking fine so put me down before I set your hair on fire", I growled back.

Nagisa smiled nervously but did as I asked, gently putting me down on his desk. I sat down in the middle of his notes, huffing disapprovingly at the human. Just when did we get so close that Nagisa got the permission to lift me around like that? I hated when people did that—I'm not a cat!

I need to take down some notes, so will you please move. You can stay here if you want, but try to listen to the lessons, okay? We have two more to go, Nagisa said to me, trying to push me aside but as soon as he touched the side that had been injured, I nearly jumped.

"Karma?" he now said my name aloud, frowning as I growled and moved away from his touch.

"Fucking hell", I cursed. "Warn me the next time, will you? Fuck…"

Are you hurt?

No, I wanted to answer to that. Kazuo melted the ice, didn't he? But then I thought about it again, feeling my own body. I could feel warm blood rush through my veins and my body heat wasn't that low, about 39 degrees—which was lower than normal but not threatening low. Yet.

After a moment of searching, I could feel it clearly. There was something inside my shoulder.

It can't be… shit—no! I automatically thought, stopping in my tracks. A small piece of Kris's sword was inside my body! And it was fucking cooling down my body heat.

It was small, I admit that, but if had it been inside a human, they'd be long dead. I was only able to withstand it because of the flame burning inside of me—otherwise, I could be dead too. But it was still bad, even to me, because Kris's blade I couldn't melt. It would have to be taken out by hand.

Until that, the small fragment of Kris's ice would stay inside me, keeping my body heat lower than normal and it probably has some awful side-effects.

Like the fact that I needed warmth from outside.

Karma? Nagisa's voice cut through mine and for a second, I wondered should I tell him about the thing inside my shoulder. But I quickly decided against it—because well, he's a human and I'm a demon. There's no use for him to know about it, I'll just have to keep it hidden.

For how long I could do that, I wasn't sure. The fragment would eventually cause real damage to my body and I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to get it out myself.

I never thought the day I'd miss Kazuo would actually come… god fucking dammit, I cursed, thanking my luck that Nagisa couldn't read my thoughts.

Yet, another sound in my head reminded. If I'd grow closer to the human, he'd soon hear me too.

I sure didn't wait for that day and if it would be up to me, we'd never reach that level. I shouldn't allow it.

"Hey, Karma. What's wrong?" Nagisa asked me again when I didn't answer for a long moment. Now I could feel that even Bitch-sensei was paying attention to us and not the lesson. Great, I thought, wanting to roll my eyes but unfortunately, in my cat form, I couldn't.

"Nothing", I muttered telepathically back to him, surprising us both when I nudged Nagisa's hand and practically forced him to cover me with it again. "Just… don't say anything and keep me warm."

Are you cold? The bluenette frowned ever so slightly at that.

Isn't that obvious? I wanted to ask back but I ended up leaving Nagisa's question unanswered as I just curled up on the desk again, huffing against my pawns. I needed to come up with something to get the fragment out of my shoulder—the sooner, the better.

But… at the same time, I was pretty sure it didn't matter. Someone would notice if the coldness would start reaching my heart and then father would surely send another demon after me. I hoped that it would be Kazuo and not… someone older.

As long as it's not nii-sama, I think we'll be fine, I just thought to that, involuntarily shivering at the thought of him.

I'd even face my father rather than him, if I was to be honest.

And I wish I would've been joking about that.

A few weeks later came the hottest day in months and I was overjoyed by that. We were walking through the forest, Nagisa and I with a couple of other guys while the rest had already gone ahead—apparently, Koro-sensei had a surprise for us and well, I was a little excited. Mostly because we were let out for the day and it was so, so warm outside.

"You're really enjoying the sun, aren't you?" Nagisa asked me, sweat-dropping as he saw the grin I had plastered on my face.

"I can't believe you", Maehara-kun said next to me, nervously smiling. He was sweating like a pig. "I'm dying over here and you seem to be completely fine."

"It's far hotter in Hell", I simply answered. "This is nothing, but I guess that for the human world, it must be pretty hot." I shrugged my shoulders. "I think it's pretty good like this."

Nagisa smiled and I knew what he was thinking at that moment even before he voiced it out.

"Well, at least you're enjoying yourself." Finally, was the part he left out.

I had been on the edge ever since the incident with Takaoka, Kris, and Kazuo. After learning the whole story of what happened, I had been left pissed off and confused. Kazuo and Kris don't run away from fights and my older brother would not leave me behind—he would never. And then the threat of his words; father wouldn't actually send nii-sama all the way here, now would he? The principal's words were another thing that concerned me and so, I couldn't really get a peace of mind.

Nagisa's stress about the upcoming exams wasn't helping either. I wasn't worried, human grades didn't matter to me but it was annoying and caused some stress on me when Nagisa was ripping his hair off because of some stupid math problem.

And then the worst problem of them all.

The blade fragment inside my shoulder—it was still there and growing to be a bigger problem each passing day.

Unconsciously, I lifted my other arm to touch my shoulder, squeezing it weakly. My wound had long healed, but I could easily feel that this part of my body was colder than the rest and it felt uncomfortable.

No—I hated it. I needed to get it out.

But I wasn't about to ask help from humans.

"Does it hurt?" Nagisa suddenly asked me and only then did I realize that I had started to walk slower, and suddenly both he and I were the last ones.

"What?"

"Your shoulder", the bluenette clarified, nodding towards my hand. I was quick to lower it once his gaze fell on me. "You've been doing that a lot lately. Does it hurt, perhaps? Koro-sensei could help with it, I'm sure."

"I don't need his help", I just hissed at that, narrowing my eyes at Nagisa. Had he been paying more attention to me lately?

"I'm just worried, okay? Kazuo mentioned that you're sensitive to cold and that he only melted the ice from outside. Is there some ice still… inside?"

I could only snort at that, feeling both annoyed and conflicted by Nagisa's concern. I hated it when the human acted to be so worried—it was unnatural.

"None of your business."

"Hey guys! Look!" Sugino's excited voice then cut in and Nagisa turned away from me, seemingly forgetting the subject. I knew he didn't, though, but he let it go for now.

The bluenette started to walk faster and I followed him, before coming to a stop when the trees suddenly ended. My eyes went wide as I saw what was in front of me—the octopus had gone overboard, I swear.

"A swimming pool!" Nagisa gasped, blue eyes glimmering with excitement.

"You've got to be kidding me…" I mumbled, not even a little amused. Water, ugh.

"Nurufufufu", Koro-sensei's voice echoed through the forest and then, he was standing in front of the swimming pool with—was that seriously a bathing suit? What the actual fuck? "Since we at the E-class can't use the pools at the main-campus, I thought that why not create our own one? The mountain river and this natural pool were a perfect spot for Koro-sensei's homemade swimming pool!"

Homemade? I questioned his choice of word. Don't humans use that word when they've made something like food themselves?

"What are you waiting for students? Please try it out!" the yellow octopus then encouraged, moving out of the way.

Delighted screams filled the air and before I even knew, the sound of splashing was added to the mixture.

Soon enough, everyone was in the water, laughter ringing around the mountain area. I myself, as already well-known, hated water and stayed out of it, rather watching the humans play. I preferred the dry land and sun over water and it was quite enjoyable when Nagisa for once concentrated on something else than my own worries (that have nothing to do with him).

But while I was concentrating on enjoying the light of the sun, Maehara managed to sneak close to me and suddenly a big wave of water was thrown on me.

"Take that, you demon!" he yelled jokingly but my next reaction must've scared him shitless.

Or well. Maybe it didn't scare him but surprised at least.

I let out a hiss and changed into my cat form abruptly fast before making a run for it, hiding behind trees and bushes, huffing and growling as my fur was dripping wet.

"Oh shoot—I forgot that you hated water", Maehara's voice could be heard and I was so close to slitting his throat open. I'm pretty sure he knew what he was doing and although Sugino's demon Kuro tried to make it better by licking my dry, it only worsened my mood.

I wasn't a damn cat, okay!

Quickly, I changed my forms again and unfortunately, that's just when Kuro licked my face, leaving my cheek wet. But I couldn't get mad at him, so I just sighed and patted his head weakly, smiling as the black jaguar sat down next to me. Soon enough, Kayano's demon joined, followed by many other.

It didn't take long until literally all of the class's demons were there, gathered around me under a tree. Kuro's head rested on my thigh and Rei was lying on me, resting its head on my chest. Above us, Okuda's butterfly-like demon was peacefully sitting on a low branch.

I wasn't the only one who enjoyed the warmth of sun but apparently, I still somehow radiated more warmth because the demons came to me. Even though, my fire was certainly burning weaker than usual.

"It is wonderful, indeed", Koro-sensei suddenly said and as I raised my gaze, I could see him standing close by, eyes focused on the pool where the rest of the class was playing—but I knew he was talking to me.

"The class's demons trust you, Karma-kun. It would be unfortunate if you'd have to leave us. You keep many of them at bay and that helps the students." Now, the grinning octopus turned slowly to me (which wasn't creepy at all). "You're much more nicer than you even know yourself."

"Yeah, as if", I snorted to that, but I had a feeling Koro-sensei wasn't that far off from the truth.

And that terrified me because honestly, I wasn't supposed to be nice. It wasn't a good thing.

Contrary to that, it was like a curse.

And it would probably come to bite back someday, both Nagisa and I—this whole class, actually. Dealing with demons was never easy, with demon-kings even harder. And I was a Fire Demon; if you knew me at all, you'd already know that this was going to end in flames.

But I warned them, gave Nagisa a chance to say no. He didn't take it and he'll regret it later on. And then we'll see who's laughing.

After all, karma is a bitch.

A/N: I still can't make any promises that this story will ever be completed and I'm sorry for that, but I promise that whenever I feel inspired, I will continue writing and maybe there'll be more future updates.

So I guess, don't lose hope?XD

Anyway, enjoy life to the fullest and peace out!