Okay everyone, I'm very very sorry for the super late update, as I said, I had a week long trip + to be honest, I got lazy and lost motivation XD :/ By that I mean author block, it sucks. *Save me*

Anyway, there was some confusion with the mature/immature thing about Karma so here is the explanation:

Karma acts immature but in fact is mature. Considering he was left alone since childhood, he had to learn how to take care of himself and how to survive in the world full of danger and monsters (people). That means he couldn't trust or rely on anyone because that would mean being hurt or betrayed. That's exactly why he craves for love or someone who would love him and would be willing to look out for him. That someone is his brother. With all those feelings bottled inside, he wants to be cherished just as any other kid would be by his parent so when it comes to Gakushuu, Karma reverts to his immature self that wouldn't otherwise be allowed to emerge, being a bit selfish and irrational. Does that make any sense to you?

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask.


Karma's P.O.V.

"What is there in that place that changed you so much?" Gakushuu asked with fury all over his face, voice trembling. I just announced my staying in the class E after all.

"Nothing really," I anwered, not showing anything else but apathy.

The council president didn't back off though: "This school has always been the same but why is it that only now you decided to rebel? Are you actually hiding something from me?"

He stood right before me, burning holes into my head. Something that I'm hiding? Something that made me change my mind and actually find the courage to fight against the ridiculous system of our school? Of course it was Koro-sensei and the assassination classroom. They opened the whole new world to me, the world where we could be happy, where we weren't controlled like rag dolls and brainwashed.

I felt guilty lying to him but I had to since the octopus was a top secret: "I'm not,"

It's not like I couldn't lie - I was a pro to be honest, but my brother was something else. Firstly he was a pro himself as well and secondly, he just held too much of suspicion to convince him.

"I don't believe you. Something made you become too daring, even for your standarts. And I will find out what it is." And that's how our conversation ended a week ago.

Yes, Gakushuu meant the best for me. Yes, he was really really mad that I did not return. But after everything that I have seen there and then everything that I felt in here, among those 'failures' as he calls it, I realised what's important.

Grades might influence your future a lot but what the hell was the point in studying for the sake of 'better future' if in the end, you were still a stressed out puppet with nothing to be happy about? Because that's the path my brother was walking and the path he expected me to walk.

That's why. I was going to prove him wrong. That what matters the most is what we feel and what we want. That I can be satisfied even if I spend my life in a place that's not prestigious.

As already mentioned, the perfect student had yet to accept the fact that I 'sunk so low'. That however didn't make him stop being the mother hen because when he heard that I got hit by a pipe today on the school trip (yeah, after the exams, we got a school trip to hot springs), he sent me a 7 paragraphs long message which included mostly telling me off about being an irresponsible shit without any sense of self preservation, a light hint of worry (though I know he must have been really satisfied that I got what I deserved) and last but not least, a lecture about how ridiculous my decision to stay in class E was. He also said that if I had gone back to the main building, I could have been in class B or even with him and that we would have pleasant, luxurious vacation.

Yeah, I kind of regretted not being with him but at least I didn't have to deal with those ugly things from class A.

Anyway, I sent him a short reply where I oh so humbly thanked him for the worry and then added a nice sarcastic response concerning his offer. Needless to say he wasn't happy.

(I'm sorry, Gaku-nii, but you are such an uptight idiot so I have to do this you know? I'm being a rebel for your sake as well) was what I was thinking. (Un)fortunately I did not write it.

Well, the vacation was nice and relaxing. The class became more open and their bonds deepened. A new student came - Ritsu. A lot happened but in the end, she befriended the class and everyone was happy. I wished I could say the same about myself but hey, I was the distrustful liar so how could I hope to be like them? And I was the one who caused all the trouble between me and my brother as well so I didn't deserve to be all happy go lucky.

That being said, when Koro-sensei let us go with him to Hawai to see Sonic Ninja, I just couldn't help but indulge myself. To be honest, I didn't want to go home yet because Gakushuu would probably be there and then there would be that awkward silence which I hated so I just had to wait until seven or so and he would eventually go home. Either way, the film was worth those five hours of flying. Nagisa-kun was pretty excited too so we talked about it a lot those another five hours and the walk home. It was probably something past 9 already so I hurried up to get done with the report about the film (wait, since when do I do homework?!) and eat something.

It saddened me a bit that he did not leave a note or question me about my whereabouts but that was to be expected since he was still mad, plus I virtually ditched him.

Some time passed and there was that another transfer student, Itona. Second octopus freak or whatever, but he turned out to be quite a good guy.

I don't think there was anything too important, maybe the fake teacher Takaoka and then the Shiro guy manipulating Terasaka. But everything ended well so yeah, that's it.

What really mattered now, or at least to others, were the finals. I on the other hand lost all of my motivation to study or to do anything. Why? It wasn't just the usual laziness of mine, to be honest. With what happened the last time, Koro-sensei wanted everyone to get to the top fifty.

He was becoming yet another hollow, boring teacher.

And I didn't want to be pressured. I refused to be ordered around like in the main building. You must study. You must be the best. You must, you must, you must. Everyone was saying that, the teachers, the people outside, my brother. Even the whole class is like that now. They all think of the grades only. But I thought that this octopus was different, not really looking at the results but rather cherishing the proccess. It seems I was a bit wrong.

Frankly, I was feeling really distant at this point.

Therefore, I wasn't going to study. Sulking, you would say. But I could do just fine anyway so what's the problem?

Unfortunately the same didn't go for Asano. Lately he was staying at school library to either tutor others or to study himself, having no time at all to relax. His eyebags got really bad as well but he had it concealed pretty well so almost no one noticed. But that's just how it normally went, isn't it?

Anyway, right now, I had to concentrate on this one important task at hand. The game. The new game I just bought. I have been playing it for twenty minutes already but made no progress.


Asano's P.O.V.

Yesterday, I talked with the chairman about class E. I told him about my knowing he's hiding something. It was obvious with how much Karma changed after all. Also, I heard lots of rumors regarding class E and something octopus-like there. It worried me, to be honest, but angered me the most. That he would hide it from me. And so I declared that I would find the answer myself..

And now that the five virtuoses proposed the contest, I had a nice way of realizing that declaration. One and the most essential part of the pact I would make them sign was 'no secrets' after all. I could question Karma all I wanted then.

That would have worked if we won.

But. we. didn't.

How could mere failures like them take three top spots in the exams?! I stayed number one as always but we lost the wager to the E class. We lost our pride and dishonored the way this school has always worked. A being the best. E being the end. The failure. The useless ones. How could the trash overturn this simple, absolute fact?!

And then - Karma. What the actual fuck in this whole goddamned universe was he doing. Thirteenth?! 85 points from math?! Was he kidding me? Was he getting stupider because of being in that place?

As if it weren't enough, I got fucking mocked by the chairman.

Now, I felt like killing someone.

"Can you explain yourself?!" I hissed, holding the ranking paper. My younger brother was sitting on his bed with a book but I could see his face darkening.

"No, I can't." He plainly answered, his voice dry.

That pissed me off even more. How could he be so calm?! Why didn't it eat him up from the inside?! I threw the paper on the floor in rage and sat down on a chair, clutching my head. It wasn't only his grades that were killing me, it was the sole fact that I lost. I, the ace, the best, lost. And I let myself be humiliated by the chairman without having anything to retort back.

"Chill out, Gakushuu, don't break down on me now," Karma patted my back with a gentle voice. "this isn't the end of the world."

I snickered: "Who do you take me for to break down, you little..."

He just shrugged, putting the book down: "You are just a human, humans do feel depressed once in time."

Oh, how nice of him. But these wortheless feelings were nothing but a hindrance to me.

"Drowning in self-pity leads nowhere. Instead, one is supposed to work harder." I claimed, earning a sour look from the younger one. He was ready to argument on that, saying something like people are allowed to let their feelings out or some shit but I stopped him: "That's why. Next time, I'm going to crush the E class. I will show them their place."

"And you - you will hopefully realize where you belong."


Karma belongs to me, hahahahahahhahahaaa XDDD No, just kidding, I want him though T.T

(Can I get him?)

See you next time and sorry again!