With a delayed breath escaping his lips, Nagisa opened the door to his house - Or as he called it, the portal to hell itself- with a soft 'I'm home' leaving his mouth to no one in particular. While he wasn't exactly hopeful, he wasn't filled with as much dread as he could of been. When his mother was pissed from work or something else, he could feel her pointed rage from beyond the walls of her room or the kitchen.

He couldn't feel it today. Perhaps he had a chance. . . If only I had the privilege of being so hopeful.

What he was mostly worried about of course was how the gunpowder from Terasaka's grenade burnt his tie and part of his uniform. Especially since Kunugigaoka's prices certainly weren't cheap. When he'd gotten a glance at the blazer during his first year he'd sword he saw it going for 45,000! Asano certainly had his pockets full, especially with Koro-Sensei being a national secret.

Nagisa dug his nails into his palms as a way to ground himself before moving into the kitchen where his dormant beast of a mother would lay. . .

The birds chirped across the vast forest that was Kunugigaoka 3-E, the air coming in softly to show the transition from Winter to Spring where all the lush vibrancy of the forest was making itself known. In the midst of it all, on a deck chair directly underneath one of the stronger spots of the sun lay Koro-Sensei. The newly named teacher of the Assassination Classroom. He was equipped with a tropical drink and a newspaper, using this instead of his Mach 20 flight abilities to see the news around the world. He was only disappointed at how the press refused to move on from his destruction of the moon.

"The moon is all they're talking about in America, too. I wish there were more interesting front page news."

Unknown to the octopus that was reading a disappointing article, two students were concealing their presence in the wildlife to the left of him. One of these, was Tomohito Sugino, the sports geek of the group if you would. Baseball being his key interest.

"He makes a point of relaxing behind the school every day before class, with a drink and an English newspaper he got from Hawaii at Mach 20. Just as reported. Thanks, Nagisa."

With Sugino, stood Nagisa Shiota. The only student to successfully hurt Koro-Sensei so far. Although, some would argue he had Terasaka's help. There was a few moments when it was just silence. Nagisa seemed to be lost deep in thought which granted a look of curiosity from Sugino. Recollection flashed in Nagisa's eyes for all of a second before he nodded at Sugino.

"Good luck, Sugino."

If Koro-Sensei was this easy to kill, we'd of done it already... but at least this idea has more creativity then the spray and pray method. If only I had stronger arms for an approach like this.

"You got it. That ten billion yen is mine!"

Sugino held the baseball filled with anti Koro-Sensei BB's and prepared to throw. Originally, Nagisa was very hesitant to share the information he'd gathered on Koro-Sensei... but when he found out it was a fun little approach like this, he decided why not. Besides, based on Koro-Sensei's reaction to them both, he could determine if he had been seen when he stalked the teacher here the past few days. Sugino lifted his leg and tensed his arm before starting to throw.

I'm an assassin. And my target... is my teacher.

The ball left Sugino's hand as it spun heavily while approaching Koro-Sensei at quite decent speeds. When it was a quarter of the way to it's destination though, Nagisa felt a shift in the wind behind him.

"Good morning!"

Nagisa turned around and inspected Koro-Sensei's eyes which scrunched a bit when he saw Nagisa... had he only seen Sugino prior? Unknown to Nagisa, Koro-Sensei was absolutely stunned that he hadn't detected Nagisa...

That boy... it's like he has experience trying to make himself as small as possible.

"Remember, speak up when you greet someone!"

Sugino was still processing what happened, meanwhile, Nagisa bowed softly in his direction.

"Good morning, Koro-Sensei."

Not giving the lost student time to recuperate from what he'd witnessed - Or not witnessed to be more accurate - Koro-Sensei immediately began to analyse the assassination attempt with the duo.

"Embedding those anti-me BBs into a baseball? A fine idea! It wont make the kind of noise an airgun would."

But it wont stay completely silent.. the way Sugino threw that in an unnatural manner partially gave away the attempt.

Nagisa mused to himself curiously as he continued to listen to the thoughts his teacher had.

"However... I had all this time to use waiting for the ball to arrive once I had heard it, and my cells would fall apart if I touched those BBs directly. So that's why I popped over to the equipment room to grab a glove."

To flex his point, Koro-Sensei rose his tentacle holding the baseball glove with the baseball in it. Sugino looked absolutely gobsmacked while Nagisa gave him a tired look wondering if it was really necessary to show off his speed like that when he could of just dodged.

"I do hope you can kill me-- before graduation, that is. Now then, time for homeroom."

As he slithered away with his signature green stripes overlaying his arrogant round head, the school bell rung showing he was in fact right. Sugino sunk in on himself upon the attempt not working as Nagisa looked back at him for a moment before following his teacher inside.

With Spring now creeping in, the tulips in the flowerbed were truly starting to blossom. A nice change of pace to the gloomy, end of Winter atmosphere that had been going on.

Well, that's what I need to tell myself anyways.

As the teachings of Koro-Sensei went by, Kaede Kayano had to remind herself what her character would prefer. After all, Kaede is just the name of the persona she was wearing. Very few things mattered to her admittedly, only wanting to use all of her bloodlust on the tentacled menace who had murdered her sister in cold blood.

Very few things... so why does it make Akari curl in rage seeing Nagisa's state?

She never cared for anyone before, but when he had tried to kill himself the other day with Terasaka's assassination attempt... it actually bothered her. Why? Why does looking at his body and his clearly new uniform hurt?

. . . Is Nagisa wearing foundation?

Normally it was next to impossible to notice a light layer, but being the actor she was, Kayano spotted it. She wasn't 100% sure though but she decided to come up with a conversation topic so Nagisa didn't get suspicious while she got closer.

"Hey, Nagisa-- Sugino's assassination attempt failed this morning, huh?"

It took Nagisa a moment to realize what she was talking about, then he turned his head back towards the Baseball fanatic of the class and hummed lowly. He didn't understand why she was asking, wasn't it obvious that he failed? How he was wallowing in self pity? Though, appearances had to be kept so he just faintly nodded.

"Uh-huh. He's been down in the dumps ever since."

As if on cue, Nagisa and Kayano saw Sugino sigh and look at the hand he threw the ball with. Almost like he was cursing his very pitching strength. One of the duo didn't understand his reaction, while the other sort of understood where Sugino was coming from. The one who didn't then spoke back to Nagisa.

"It's nothing to get bummed out about. I mean, none of us have succeeded yet."

But thats not the point... he's so upset because he put his passion into something and it contributed nothing but embarrassment. . . Why's she so close?

Nagisa turned to face the front, noticing how close Kayano was to his face. He tried to play it cool, unknowing that Kayano was inspecting something. For now, he distracted himself by turned towards Koro-Sensei. He was teaching Japanese right now as he slowly turned towards the students. Then, in a blip of light, Nagisa found himself turning towards Sugaya and then towards the front of the classroom. This wasn't missed by Kayano's host.

. . . This... whelp actually saw who he went to?

Of course Kayano wouldn't think of something so mean... maybe Akari, but not her. No... this was the one who was running the show, yet just giving Kayano the illusion of control as long as she agreed. Those beings she'd injected into herself soon after the moon exploded. That was neither here nor there though as Koro-Sensei spoke up with a menacing expression.

"Sugaya!"

The usual brooding smile was plastered on the octopuses head while he looked into the notebook of the artistic teen. Then all the tension immediately left as his eyes turned back to normal (or... whatever his normal was).

"So close! But my features are a bit finer than that."

To emphasize his point, he had drawn over it in red pen showing his arthropod-like body... but with an immensely slimmer and sharper jaw.

"YOU DONT HAVE A JAW!"

While most the students found the exchange amusing, Kaede simply leant away from Nagisa and furrowed her brows ever so slightly.

... He is.

The bell for class lunch went as the students were either packing up their equipment or unpacking their lunch. Some preferred to eat inside the classroom of course while others preferred the nature of the mountain to accompany their meal.

"Okay, class. I have some business to take care of today, so if you'll excuse me..."

It wasn't new for him to be off his way across the world, but some of the student body always had fun knowing where he was going.

"Business?"

The window slid open as the yellow octopus that was their teacher turned around with a soft nod.

"Yes. I'm catching a game in New York."

Without even explaining what type of game it was, the sonic boom exploded in the classroom having smoke and dust cover some of the teens in the room. The lighter ones always even got a tad bit blown back.

"There he goes."

"What's his deal?"

"It'd be nice if he brought bak some souvenirs for us, at least."

"Does anyone actually want souvenirs from their assassination target?"

"Something to eat, maybe. That way it wouldn't stick around."

Several groups started to join in about the possibility of souvenirs in the form of snacks, booze (which was quickly shut down), women (which was both agreed on and shut down) or other items of the sort that weren't a permanent stay. Nagisa didn't exactly feel like staying in the classroom, especially with the occasional looks Terasaka had been giving him since the suicide bombing attempt. Kayano had also been looking at him weirdly too. As Nagisa tried to leave, he found a familiar, adult face enter the room.

"Oh, Mr Karasuma!"

Karasuma wasnt just on his own, he had one of his subordinates with him. Not that it mattered to most of the class. Seeing them settle down -And frankly not wanting to be a part of the last conversation- Karasuma spoke up.

"How's it going? Any clues on how to kill him?"

"Clues?"

Nagisa replied, his expression staying neutral unlike all the others who turned down or refused to meet his gaze. Nagisa could only assume it was out of disappointment... though he was already quite pleased with what he'd gathered. Then, Hazama leant back and spoke while eyeing Sugino.

"Well, I mean, we are the E Class."

"It's impossible, Mr Karasuma."

"He's way too fast! You can't kill anything that flies at Mach 20."

"Indeed, no army is capable of that feat."

Karasuma replied as he then took a look down, eyeing the blue haired student who looked like there was something he wanted to add. Had it been any other day, he may not have... but last night was particularly stressful, so he wasnt exactly in the mood to hold back.

"Actually, Sir... I came close."

This peaked Karasuma's interest, but the mood of the class immediately went down. Terasaka's gang was more so fearful at the reminder of what the octopus could do to their homes while the rest found it a bit depressing to think about.

"Oh? How so?"

Karasuma would of liked to call the boy by name, but he was frankly unaware of most students names. The only ones he knew were the Class presidents: Meg; and Isogai. Although the class looked at Nagisa, silently asking not to recall the memory, he spoke anyways.

"I managed to blow off some of his tentacles with Terasaka's help. Unfortunately i'm unsure if we'll get that far for a while."

The class knew why, Koro-Sensei had forbidden attempts that would put someones life at risk, and no one was hungry enough to put their own at jeopardy... at least thats what they thought. Karasuma was dense, but he wasn't stupid. Clearly this attempt had unsettled the class... so he decided not to push forwards with it much more.

"I see... only a few weeks in as well, it's good progress. The government wishes you could help, but unfortunately, only you have the opportunity. For whatever reason, he insists on being your teacher. Left to his own devices, come next March, he'll blow Earth up. One look at that carved-up moon and you'll know: come March, the entire human race will be beyond all help. He's too dangerous to be left alive. This classroom is the only place he can be killed."

As he finished his speech, the E Class misfits were beginning to truly realize that they could become the heroes who would save the planet. What most didn't understand though...

Why is Koro-sensei trying to destroy Earth? Why come teach our class now?

Everyone was eating their boxes lunches from home in the classroom... well, almost everyone. Nagisa had just left due to noticing his classmates glancing at him from his incident with Mr Karasuma. They didn't hate him, but it was an incident they were still sour about. Whether it was because they felt guilty or felt like Nagisa could of done more, he wasn't sure.

It wasn't just that though, Nagisa had already eaten enough for his body. So he slid open the door with his homework in hand that he needed to turn in within the next few days. May as well get it done early. However something caught his interest as he leant back and stared into the open window.

Koro-Sensei... talking to Sugino? About what? Maybe... he's pissed at Sugino's attempt yesterday?

Currently Koro-Sensei and Sugino were just talking on the steps. Nagisa took about two seconds to go from the window to the door that led to the steps... and thats all the time it took.

"Wow, he's really up in arms!"

Nagisa proclaimed as he watched Sugino get... tentacled for lack of a better word. Nagisa ran down the slight slope of grass as he approached Koro-Sensei seemingly abusing Sugino with his tentacles.

"Koro-Sensei! What are you doing?!"

Nagisa tried to be more level headed then the others, but this didn't look like anything but assault. So he kind of just had to say it how it was.

"What about your pledge to not hurt the students?"

All that came from Koro-Sensei was a small laugh as he then addressed the boy wrapped inside of his tentacles.

"Sugino... that unique pitching form I saw yesterday? You're copying major league pitcher Arita, aren't you?"

An exclaimed gasp came from the darker haired boy between the two outside as of this moment. Koro-Sensei turned to his side and allowed Sugino to finally stand, away from the inspection of his tentacles.

"But you know, the tentacles don't lie. Your shoulder muscles are out of whack compared to Arita's."

In this time, Nagisa slowly walked round to stand next to Sugino and look his teacher square in the eyes. Meanwhile, Sugino sweatdropped and gulped before proceeding to speak, already predicting what was about to be said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Sugino's question came out a bit more spiteful and forced then he meant, however he kept with it. Suddenly, a shadow cast over their teacher, casting him in an ominous and intense light.

"You won't be able to pitch his super fastballs with that body, no matter how much you try to imitate him."

The duo stood in silence as one groveled in self misery over a failure he had no control over... the other was curious though... curious as to why he was so sure. If Nagisa was in a better mood, he'd likely ask civilly.

It doesn't help that I've been stared at like a circus animal all day... and now Koro-Sensei is making these bold claims just to put us down further...?

"How... how can you be so sure?"

He tried to be casual, he truly did. But as he thought about this situation, he could only recall memories of his past. Memories which made his fists quiver and shake. Memories which made his pupils sharpen at Koro-Sensei.

"Oh Nagisa-Chan, my perfect daughter... theres not a masculine bone in your body. If only I could of been like that."

"With that disappointing appearance of a body, this is all you'll ever be useful for. You're a masterpiece at my craft and mine only."

"Sorry kid, you should probably give up on those sports dreams of yours..."

No matter how hard I tried to be something my parents didn't want... i was berated for it because of something that was out of my control. And now Sugino has to suffer the same...? It's not fair!

"Nagisa?"

Sugino couldn't see Nagisa replaying accursed memories on reply in his mind, memories that made him cringe violently when seen. Sugino just assumed this was Nagisa's selfless nature... not Nagisa getting caught up in flashbacks and struggling to tell the different between him and reality.

"Because we're misfits? Because we're the E Class--the End Class?"

"It's so disappointing when you try to change who you are dear... you're my daughter... my sweet Nagisa-Chan. You don't need to cut your hai-"

"ITS MY BODY AND MY LI-"

SMACK

"YOU ARE MY DAUGHTER, NAGISA! MY ROUND TWO! YOU DONT GET TO DECIDE WHAT YOU WANT YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!"

This time, Sugino didn't miss it and fully shuddered at the feeling, but Koro-Sensei was used to it. In the octopuses eyes, he saw Nagisa... scared... furious... but also such a large aura of pure bloodlust. Not directed at anyone, but simply there and expanding... brewing... waiting to explode. Nagisa didn't see his teacher in front of him. He saw him mother who was denying him something that was out of his control yet again.

"BECAUSE I'M JUST A LOSER AND A LOST FUCKING CAUSE!! IS THAT IT?!"

Sugino -Luckily for Nagisa- was too caught up in the feeling of rejection of what he wanted to be that he missed what Nagisa fully said. However, the teacher wasn't so blind. He heard it, and he felt the magnitudes of bloodlust rush towards him. But as a former Reaper, it was a feeling he was used to. He used to once even enjoy the feeling, but seeing his student lost in memories and threatening to use that bloodlust on anyone -It was him right now... but who knows if it changed to someone like Terasaka later- was not something he could ignore just to comfort Sugino. A sigh left the octopus as he wondered how to teach both of them a slightly different lesson at the same time.

Hayate... I refuse to let someone fall under my wrongdoings once more.

A tentacle found itself on both the childrens heads. Nagisa's fight of flight instinct kicked in as he directed all the bloodlust to that tenta-

Oh... it's a tentacle... so mom isn't...?

Nagisa's pupils slowly came back to their normal size as the overwhelming pile of bloodlust hid back within his small body. A sigh of relief escaped Nagisa as he looked over to Koro-Sensei who also had a tentacle on Sugino's head now as well. Once the teacher had their attention, he spoke.

"You misunderstand me. I'm speaking entirely on first hand experience. First through eighth hand experience!"

A newspaper was pulled up showing how the signature baseball player that Sugino aspired to be was tentacled by the teacher in the exact same way he had just moments ago.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"

There... the emotions of anger are defused... and now they'll listen if I lecture.

The humor was a means to direct a different array of emotions out of the two. He couldn't teach two students who was depressed and utterly furious after all.

"I even got his autograph~"

"You asked him for an autograph after you assaulted him?!"

Now that the tension had died down, Koro-Sensei retracted his tentacles from the boys heads as he put away the newspaper and autograph. Sugino, now not being completely depressed, spoke up.

"He's right though. Some of us are born with talent, and some, not so much."

A tentacle found itself around Sugino's wrist as the lecture proceeded to start.

"Arita's wrists and elbows aren't as flexible as yours. Like I said, these tentacles dont lie. Given enough time and practice, you could become just as good a player, if not better."

Then a tentacle found itself on the two boys shoulders as he now panned his glance over to Nagisa.

"Nagisa. The only lost cause is trying to be someone you're not. Whether its someone you're trying to imitate of something someone else wishes you to be. That is a lost cause. Not you and not the person you wish to grow up to become. Talent exists in various forms, and one such talent is sticking true to yourself, because no one can be your true self. Next time, you should try assassinating me in your own style, Sugino."

With that, Koro-Sensei began to walk away as Nagisa found himself staring at his teacher in awe. Meanwhile Sugino was looking down at said wrists and elbows that had been complimented. Nagisa, not wanting to let this go, chased Koro-Sensei into the building as he spoke.

"E-excuse me, Sir!"

Just before Koro-Sensei was about to enter the teachers lounge, he turned towards Nagisa who was holding his work book.

"Did you really fly all the way to New York just to give Sugino some advice?"

"Why not? I'm his teacher."

Nagisa noticed it. How he didn't even hesitate for a fraction of a second to answer. It was what he truly felt he owed to the class and even someone as pessimistic as Nagisa could tell.

"Well it's just, most teachers i know wouldn't go that far for a student, even if they could fly at Mach 20. I mean... here you are planning to blow up the planet by the time we graduate and all that."

He also noticed that this time, Koro-Sensei took longer to respond. Whether it was some inner turmoil or not knowing the right way to respond, the blue haired student wasn't sure. But it was something to keep in mind.

"Nagisa, the details aren't important. Let's just say I'm here to make good on a promise, one I don't take lightly. The Earth will be destroyed, yes. But my priority is to you and your classmates."

As he was explaining, he had taken Nagisa's book out his hands and begun grading at mach 20. It was always a wonder to see his tentacles do obsolete tasks at such incredible speeds.

"Nothing beats me giving the credit you kids are due, not even me blowing up the Earth."

Nagisa took his marked book back, seeing how his work had been marked. Along with how Koro-Sensei had added something extra at the end.

Give 10 reasons in English for why this tentacle is so cute.

"Could you maybe not write questions like this on the back of our tests? We get it, you're fast. No point in being all weird about it, right?"

All the seriousness from that lesson had died right down in a single moment as the teacher looked utterly dejected at what Nagisa suggested. It was like that thought truly hadn't crossed his mind at all.

"Awe... it's only a bonus question."

"Honestly, sir... it feels more like a punishment."

Koro-Sensei stumbled on his words for a moment as he brought the pen up to eat into his now green stripped face.

"Anyways... I hope you students take to assassinating me with as much care as I do educating you! Not that you'll ever pull it off of course, ehehe~"

"I dunno sir, I've already come pretty close, and theres still eleven months to go. I did promise that your life would end my March 13th."

A simple laugh came from Koro-Sensei along with a proud expression at his student.

Nagisa... you've definitely got your bucket-full of issues. It seems I have my work cut out for me with this one, even more so then my first.

A few days had passed and currently Koro-sensei was rapidly trying to fill the flower shaped holes he had ruined because he was showing off. Most found it amusing while some were annoyed he was supposedly putting up an act. With a faint smile on his face, Nagisa was writing in his notepad in the corner. Not seeing a reason to make his presence vanish, he wasnt surprised when he heard Kayano from behind him.

"What are you writing, Nagisa?"

Admittedly, this was something Nagisa kind of wanted to keep to himself... however it was be oddly suspect if he kept them to himself. Luckily he hadn't gotten round to writing all the weaknesses he'd found yet so there was still some exclusive to him.

"I thought I'd jot down Koro-Sensei's weak points. I might get a good assassination hint from 'em."

Seemingly intrigued, Kayano leant in over his shoulder with a hum to look at his notes.

Koro-Sensei's Weak Points #2: When he shows off, things get shaky.

Kayano was an actress and someone who wanted to use these things to her own merit. However, even she was frankly stumped at how this was supposed to be of value to her. A few moments passed as she looked blankly at the notes.

"And that's supposed to be useful?"

Hearing her blunt question, Nagisa hummed in seeming defeat and disappointment. He had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at her.

You don't get a right to complain, it's more then you've come up with.

Oh how Nagisa truly had to hold that back. It was like the greenette was trying to get a reaction out of him with all the bluntness and stupid questions recently. Luckily though, Sugino came in and took the notepad off Nagisa as to avert the attention to himself.

"Whaddya mean? They could come in handy!"

He flipped the notepad back over to the first page to see a semi decent drawing and info page about their target.

"Height: about 3 meters standing tall. Weight: Lighter then he looks. Birthdate: Unknown. Weak Points: Unknown. Special moves: supersonic speed cruising... the hell is this?"

Just look over the key information about his weight then.

Kayano leant in to take a look at the page, making sure she wasnt making it up. Though she could already tell from Sugino's unamused expression that this was the case.

"So... not useful, then."

Just adapt the meek persona... the target is watching.

"Not right now. Perhaps in the future though..."

They saw note #2 but didn't even look at #1...

Koro-Sensei Weak Points #1: Around the afternoon, Koro-Sensei gets drowsy and tired. Usually when he's back from a trip.

Kunugigaoka Junior High School wasn't only comprised of Class 3-E. They were the exception, the bottom of the barrel. The other students are elite members of a prestigious prep school. This majestic building with almost an intimidating design was formed to teach the students to be strong by one man and one man only. One even Koro-Sensei would have to abide by.

"I believe the Ministry of Defense has already informed you, but as of tomorrow, I'll be joining the E Class as their P.E. teacher."

The principal. His office was a wide and empty space with only his desk and the flag of the school. His entire office facing towards the outside was covered with windows so he could keep watch. The only light in the office was the natural light of the sun which cast a dark view of this man.

"I'll be keeping an eye on him, of course, but the students will be needing technical and mental support. Never fear: I have my teaching certificate and it's still in date."

Agent Karasuma and one of his co-workers stood in front of the Principals desk. Said man wasn't even looking at them. His chair had him faced out the window to where only his light brown hair and a part of his expensive brown suit could be seen.

"Go ahead. Just remember: their education and safety come first."

The tone that came from his voice was curt, to the point, yet dismissive. It was as if he wasn't even fearful of the government... and perhaps, he wasn't. He ran the entire operation since he owned the building for the conditions after all. After a bit of silence, Karasuma and his colleague turned around.

"If you'll excuse us."

The door shut, leaving the Principal to his own devices.

Karasuma trudged up the mountain after observing some of the students on the main campus. All that the other classes talked about was avoiding the End Class. The only ones who didn't were the A Class and even they weren't too interesting.

It's a worker ant theory. It's harsh, but effective. Besides... it gives us a perfect place for our operations. Those End-Class pariahs must just be waiting to snap... well, one already did. I believe Nagisa said he took out a few tentacles, something even the military couldn't do. I'll have to get some information from him about the encounter.

Soon, Karasuma had arrived at the top of the mountain and saw the campus in view. He wasn't even winded in the slightest whereas most people would be. With a laptop in hand and a stride as confident as possible, he found himself in front of Kayano carrying some bamboo.

"Hello, Mr. Karasuma!"

He stopped in front of her and thought for a moment, but decided there wasn't a need to mince words.

"Hello. Starting tomorrow, I'll be here to help out as your teacher."

"Oh, will you? So now you're Professor Karasuma!"

A silence brewed for several seconds as Karasuma recited hundreds of reasons why he didn't like the sound of that. However he eventually decided to not comment on it and look around.

"By the way... where is he?"

Karasuma saw a student run out the main exit with some rope and towards a tree. Then when he turned to Kayano, she was still bouncing in place with the bamboo.

"Well, Koro-Sensei ruined the class's flowerbed, so to make up for it, he's holding an assassination tournament, but with a handicap."

As they turned to the large tree out front, both could see Koro-Sensei tied to a rope on the tree swinging at high speeds. Green stripes covered his face as students tried to poke at him with bamboo covered with Anti-Sensei knives on the ends.

"A little something extra by way of apology! Where else could you find another teacher who can move like this?"

Nagisa had taken a few shots and gotten close... but with him so on guard, it wasn't likely he'd actually it. So he just stood there with a gun looking completely dumbfounded. While Nagisa was one of the more mature ones of the class, even this was a ridiculous sight.

"Any luck, Nagisa?"

"He's not taking us seriously..."

As Karasuma watched, his eyebrow twitched in mild annoyance while watching the scene.

"You call this assassination?"

Almost on cue, Nagisa gasped and reached into his back pocket. He pulled out his notepad and started to look through it.

"But--hang on. Going by Koro-Sensei's weak points..."

Even Karasuma was looking at him...

This kid, he's even dotting down notes on the targets weak points...

"I'm afraid it's no use, students of Class E! Even with this handicap, I'm still far faster! Killing me is still a far-off dream--"

The branch shook as he danced around before falling to the floor and Koro-Sensei with it.

BANG!

Unlike the other students who were in shock, Nagisa shot immediately catching the attention of everyone. Even Koro-Sensei who reacted to it later then normal. He had almost been hit.

"RATS!! AHH!"

BANG BANG

"TOO DANGEROUS! TOO DANGEROUS!"

BANG BANG

Nagisa's shots didn't let up, striking with almost scary accuracy while the other kids of the class gathered their bearings and tried to start stabbing him. Kayano looked dumbfounded as Nagisa reloaded his gun before immediately unloading another mag onto him from a distance.

"These notes might actually come in handy."

BANG BANG BANG

"Yeah. I'm gonna keep at it."

BANG BANG

A bullet grazed Koro-Sensei's hat as Karasuma was both dumbfounded and impressed. The former was taking more of a lasting impression though as the target tried to wiggle free.

"Hey... wait! M-My tentacles are tangled up in the ropes! Why, you little..."

Koro-Sensei Weak Points #3: He has an unbelievably short fuse.

Koro-Sensei burst into the air and landed on the top of the school building as the students watched in awe.

"Damn! He got away!"

Once Koro-Sensei got his bearings, he started to gloat in superiority.

"You'll never make it all the way up here--"

BANG

Nagisa's last bullet of his second mag grazed Koro-Sensei's left tentacle leaving a slight steam mark. However there wasn't enough pressure and accuracy to snipe him with a pistol from the ground nearing 30 feet away. Koro-Sensei gasped as he heeled over and panted with sweat pouring down his head.

"Phew... I'm doubling tonight's homework."

Koro-Sensei's Weak Point #4: No Tolerance.

"SO PETTY!!"

"THANKS A LOT NAGISA!!"

Said student nervously rubbed the back of their head as he looked away and anxiously laughed.

"Ah... well he was just standing there, y'know?"

And then, Koro-Sensei disbursed with a sonic-boom to leave all the students to revel in their near success. Karasuma watched them boat and gush about the assassination with an odd look.

Junior-high kids talking happily about assassination? This is one unusual space, all right.

Then Karasuma turned towards Kayano and Nagisa -Who was writing down the two new weak points in his notebook- as the female spoke to the bluenette.

"Think we can kill him, Nagisa?"

"We will. Otherwise, I'd never be able to live it down."

It's so strange... how the students with the liveliest expressions at this school... are here in E Class, with their target teaching them. Even stranger though... is the enigma here.

He spared one last glance at Nagisa before heading into the campus building to set up.

The Ministry of Defense building was astronomically large. The red headed devil was surprised that he had been asked to come. The workers there were even more surprised that he came without any sort of guardians dropping him off. Currently he was reading something that had been handed to him by a worker.

"Those are the circumstances. Given the crisis the Earth is in, you must speak of them to no one. If this gets out, you will be made to undergo a memory-wiping operation."

"Eeeyikes!"

Even to the sadistic creature, the idea of having his memories completely removed did not sound like a fun time. Besides, this looked like a gold mine in front of him.

"All members of the E Class have received the same explanation; they're already part of the mission. Therefore, you too will be given the assassination assignment."

As he finished listening to her, he threw the conditions to the side and started playing with the Anti-Sensei knife with an uncertain look about it on his face. Then he started to bend it with no real effort as he spoke to them, not even worried about annoying government members in the slightest.

"So, uh... does this rubber knife really work?"

"Yea. It's harmless to humans, but we guarantee it will work on him."

Right, harmless to humans...

So he's some kind of alien?

"Huh! I don't much care if he's not human to be honest."

He vented some of his frustrations by slamming the knife into the conditions paper right where the targets face was.

"I've always wanted to try... killing me a teacher...~"

His predatory gaze met the workers who shuddered slightly. The wave of bloodlust coming off of him was not hidden, and certainly not expected of someone in Junior High. But he made no attempt at keeping it concealed. Unlike some people, he wasnt a snake waiting to strike at the right moment.

I bet you're having a field day with this you sociopathic bastard. . .

Nagisa.