Yellow Experience
What's up, guys? After a fun holiday for me and a long wait for you I believe it's time for another update. The fight up until now was really bloody and gory, wasn't it? This time, it'll come to an end. Watch Giorno dish out a horror tier revenge. If you think Asano was brutal, Giorno's gonna surprise you even more. Look forward to it and enjoy!
I do not own JoJo's Bizarre Adventure or Assassination Classroom
Chapter 26: Hefty Bill
First, he placed his right palm flat on the floor, then bending his left leg to a sharp angle with the knee forward, stepping on the ground evenly. Next, he did the same with his other limbs, mirroring the previous movement and achieving symmetry and stability. Following this, he undid the bending of his legs, gradually rising upwards until he stood like a candle. The process of getting up wasn't fast, his legs were even wobbly at first, but in the end, Haruno was independently back on his feet, standing tall and strong.
The fight was back on.
"HOW?! HOW ARE YOU GETTING UP?!" Gakushuu was fuming, demanding answers from his opponent who just did what seemed to be impossible to him. "YOU SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TO!"
"Yes, I shouldn't." the blond acknowledged, going for a little explanation. "You did remove my sense of touch, meaning I shouldn't be able to stand up on my own. However, I have a substitute for that."
"Substitute?!" Asano repeated, totally dumbfounded.
"You've inflicted so much pain to me, it's amazing. It just doesn't end, and it's spread all throughout my body. I feel pain from all parts of my body, literally from every single part. Think of a 3D model, but the material is pain. That's what I am sensing." the delinquent described, letting his enemy know of the mistake he'd made. It'd be the last mistake of his life.
"…"
Letting what he heard sink in, the orange-haired realized the current situation. Haruno no longer was helpless in that regard, this one single grave disadvantage vanished. He no longer possessed this one great benefit over his enemy.
"So what?!" But Gakushuu wasn't going to let that intimidate him. He lashed out in the air with a gesture, rejecting his opponent's notion of incoming victory. "So what if you're literally standing on your last legs now?! Do you really think you've actually managed to turn the tables and have a shot at winning now?!"
"Yes." the blond said, his facial expression resembling a certain blond meme Chad.
Clenching his teeth, Asano threw away the gun and rearmed with his two knives. "In that case, I will no longer hesitate, you delusional fucking fool! Fun time is over, no more torture. We're jumping straight to execution!"
Before the orange-haired could rush towards the delinquent and attempt to fatally cut open the neck, his own neck was suddenly held firmly by [Ougon no tomodachi], immediately restricting his movements.
"W- WHAT?!" Gakushuu exclaimed in disbelief, eyes widening again.
"This is what I mean by that." Haruno coldly spoke, justifying with force his confidence in victory. "I can stand on my own now, so I don't need my Stand to stabilize me. While you were ranting, I prepared to manifest my Stand right in front of you, hand already stretched out to choke you."
"GH… GUH…"
Asano struggled as hard as he could, as desperately as he could, but the enemy Stand was far too strong for him to break free.
"No need to be so scared. You won't die yet. Not until you've tasted some of your own medicine." the blond then announced, not to reassure the scared orange-haired that he wasn't going to die, but to make it clear that he wouldn't escape with a quick and painless death.
At the peak of Gakushuu's fresh fear, the delinquent then made [Ougon no tomodachi] tighten its grip, producing a breaking sound.
CRACK
The moment Asano's body limply fell onto the ground, he let out a scream far louder than every one of the screams Haruno was forced to yell out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
This wasn't the ordinary neck break that would kill a person. This was a very special neck break that would cut off all movement below the neck, but keep the ability to feel pain. The spinal cord wasn't fully severed, only partially damaged.
For the sake of his revenge, the blond would have the orange-haired live through a very painful torture session, being forced to endure hellish pain from body parts he wouldn't be able to control. He'd have to face a kind of despair even higher than the one he dished out earlier. The price to pay was astronomical.
But the delinquent still had his priorities clear. A far more dangerous enemy was doing evil work in the vicinity, actively targeting and endangering his classmates. Haruno needed to stop him as well, and the first thing needed was to regain his senses.
"OI" he addressed Gakushuu, snipping with his finger. "Return my senses."
"UUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Though Asano was too busy enduring near lethal levels of pain without the luxury of being able to do something to distract himself from a portion of him. If he were to be able to move, he'd roll around to deal with the pain a little bit. But he couldn't, so he was forced to taste 100% of it. For this reason, he was physically unable to register the blond talking to him.
"Tch!"
Realizing that it'd be a waste of time to wait for the orange-haired to become responsive again, the delinquent thought of a truly drastic, extreme measure. He wasn't merciful enough to alleviate the pain either, not even temporarily.
[Ougon no tomodachi] turned one of its master's shoes into a certain organism. Once born, the organism made its way towards Gakushuu's head, proceeding to enter inside when it arrived there.
As soon as it entered his head, Asano felt something beneath his skull and above his brain. Normally, people don't feel their brains, but the orange-haired did. As a biologic reaction, an enormous fear rose up inside him. That fear was so potent, it scared the pain away. Gakushuu even peed himself.
For a brief interval, he even lost consciousness. But when he regained it, he was all the more confused.
"Ah ah ahhhhhhhhh… What the fuck…?" Asano stammered in panic, shedding massive loads of sweat. Blood, piss and sweat, he was dehydrating quickly in a three-way fashion.
"I'm sure you must be confused." Haruno spoke in a neutral tone, looking down from above on his defeated enemy with fear in his eyes. "Worry not, I'll tell you what happened."
The orange-haired had a bad premonition about this.
"Did you know that zombies exist in real life?"
"Z- z- z- zombies!?" Gakushuu didn't like the sound of it.
"There are certain parasites that can turn some insects into zombies. They do so by hijacking their brains, taking over their bodies and controlling them."
Upon hearing this, Asano shat himself. He figured the reason he completely blacked out for a while. Just hearing that alone was psychological torture.
"Ew" the blond spat with distaste, holding his nose. "I guess that and tasting blood in my mouth are the downsides of getting my senses back."
'Oh shit, so he has his senses back!' This cemented the orange-haired's total loss.
"But I guess you figured it out." the delinquent went on. "That's right, I ordered that parasite to enter your brain and hijack it. After that, I made you return my senses to me and tell me about your partner's Stand."
Gakushuu used to own and control Haruno's senses. Haruno controlled an own creation of his that controlled Gakushuu himself. Gakushuu merely partially controlled Haruno, but Haruno completely controlled Gakushuu in a double-layered manner. There was no greater humiliation.
"FU-"
"Oh no no, it's too early for you to swear. There's still more." the blond interrupted him. "While I do have my senses back, I'm not back to normal again. I'm still blind because you punctured my eyeballs. I still feel pain from all parts of my body and lose unsustainable amounts of blood right now due to all the injuries you've inflicted upon me."
'NO NO NO NO NO!'
Asano was frightened like never before. The real retribution had yet to come. What he'd received up until that point was unbearably horrible already.
"You'll pay with your nutritions."
[Ougon no tomodachi] then touched the orange-haired's feet once. Following this, those feet started slowly disintegrating into glittering dust, which accumulated and flew towards the delinquent, getting absorbed by him.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Not in pain, but in horror did Gakushuu scream when he saw himself slowly disintegrating, his legs getting erased from the bottom up. This psychological torture was even worse than the previous one.
"MY… MY LEGS!"
All while Haruno was healing. In a twisted way, Asano was feeding Haruno, and Haruno was devouring Asano.
Though once the disintegration reached the orange-haired's pelvis, it came to an end.
"That's enough for now." the blond decided, both external and internal wounds healed.
Breathing heavily, Gakushuu was glad he wasn't fully erased. He was in too much shock, but felt grateful.
'THANK FUCK! I'M ALIVE!'
"Don't be mistaken." the delinquent added, not having said his last piece. "This won't be the end of your suffering. I only stopped because I have to go fight the God of Death. We'll continue later."
With that, Haruno shot Asano a final glance devoid of any sympathy before turning around and leaving, exiting the room.
Left behind, the orange-haired was still feeling great about surviving. He truly realized right there that his life was worth more than anything to him. However, a couple of minutes later, the shock from earlier wore off and the pain from his neck fracture made a grand return.
Shouts of agony refilled the room.
XXXXXXXXXX
After wandering around the various paths of this underground labyrinth, the intel-collection team found a door. Not having been there before, the group entered the room with curiosity and caution.
"!"
Rio, who was the first to look inside, saw someone unexpected.
"Bitch-sensei!"
The others were just as surprised as she was.
"Huh?"
"Bitch-sensei is in there?"
All of them got inside and approached their former teacher, who was on her knees, hands tied up and held up towards the roof.
Kimura was the one to check up on her.
"She's not opening her eyes, but she's breathing." he reported, having checked her pulse.
"Thank goodness." Manami said, folding her hands.
"Well, we're not the ones to retrieve her, but we should still do it, right?" Rinka asked, suggesting to do that in place of the rescue team which got captured.
"Yes, we should." Chiba agreed with a nod.
Following the removal of the ropes tying her up, Terasaka picked her up and carried her on his back. "That's it, let's get going."
Now that they'd retrieved her, they turned around and headed for the door again.
"Phew, I'm so glad Bitch-sensei is safe." Yuzuki spoke with a smile.
"Right? There's so much cool stuff she can still teach us." Mimura agreed, also wanting her back.
"Well, she's more of a chatty friend than a teacher." Sugaya said with a grin.
"OUCH!" Ryouma exclaimed, proceeding to fall to the ground.
*Thud*
Noticing that Terasaka's tune differed greatly from the general atmosphere, everyone turned around as they found it strange. And when they did, all jaws dropped and all eyes widened.
"What the heck?!" Itona called, reacting in disbelief at his best friend collapsing and lying face down on the ground.
He didn't fall on his own. It was because someone had knocked him out with a hit on the neck. That someone was someone standing beside him, looking down and holding a pair of very small pistols.
"I was asleep for 6 months. I even forgot my true self."
A smirk formed between the lips of Bitch-sensei, who raised her gaze.
"Thanks to him, I opened my eyes." she stated, her eyebrows lowering. "Now, let me put you to sleep, boys and girls."
The shocked teens couldn't believe it.
"Bitch-sensei…"
"Are you serious?!" Koiki questioned, feeling betrayed.
"What's this about?" Yukiko wanted to know, also getting the feeling of being stabbed in the back.
"Instead of continuing an assassination with you guys where I see no chances of success, I'll join forces with a guy that has higher chances." the blonde woman cockily explained with a tone that sounded like she was talking to simpletons. "Sorry, but he told me to shut his business rivals up."
"…"
That statement then triggered a reaction within Nakamura, whose eyes flared up for a moment. The blonde girl found out a second truth, that was worse than the former teacher teaming up with the God of Death.
"Wait… Hold up…" she spoke, her expression becoming composed again. Not only composed, but also coldly serious and even dark. "You teaming up with the God of Death… Does that also mean you are teammates with Asano?"
"Well, I don't like him, but yes, he's my partner in this operation." Bitch-sensei confirmed, shrugging with an indifferent smirk. "What about it?"
"What about it?!"
Rio's eye twitched, her forehead became full of veins and she clenched her teeth. Without a second thought, the schoolgirl began approaching the professional assassin with angry steps.
"Huh? What's up with you?" the woman spat at her fellow blonde, not understanding why she was approaching her while she could clearly see those guns. "You have a death wish?"
"Nakamura-san…"
Except for Kanzaki, who understood, the others were watching with great concern. However, Nakamura wasn't stopping or slowing down.
"Heh, you've got guts, girl, but you're also very fool-"
SMACK!
From the perfect distance, not too far but not too close, with the perfect speed and strength, Rio delivered a burning slap to Bitch-sensei's left cheek. Her face slightly jerked to the side, not too much, but a big red palm imprint would still form.
Barring Yukiko and the barely recovering Ryouma, all onlookers were shocked, their mouths opening wider than the first time.
The female assassin, whose eyes briefly opened up widely as a natural reaction, was also overcome with great shock and surprise. Merely glaring forward for a couple of seconds before focusing on her former student who gave her one of the worst slaps of her life, she reacted with anger.
"Excuse me?!"
"When Asano ambushed our group, he did it with great callousness and violence, repeatedly stabbing and slashing Isogai-kun, Maehara-kun, Yoshida-kun and Muramatsu-kun, all who were intending to rescue you, while calling them worthless, retarded weaklings." she started telling in a way different tone than when she told those events to the intel-collection team. Her voice was stable and controlled, but held great fury within. "He then forced Yukiko-chan and me, with knives to our throats, to become hostages and took us to a room."
Bitch-sensei listened to the ranting blonde, somehow taken in by the story, and didn't retaliate.
"Inside that room were weapons and tools he told us he'd use to torture and inflict inhuman pain upon Haruno-kun. If you're working with him, then you can imagine what unspeakable things he could do to Haruno-kun with his arsenal, right?!" she questioned, pressing her former teacher. "Right now, Haruno-kun is fighting Asano. He wants to save you, no matter what! And right now, he may be suffering hellish pain and horrible injuries by the hands of your ally. And he doesn't suspect anything! He doesn't know you're actually in bed with that evil depraved monster he's fighting!"
Sentence by sentence, word by word, Nakamura's voice was getting louder and more rageful. To top it off, hot tears of anger started filling her eyes, turning her face as red as the slap zone.
"After learning all of this, have you no shame in betraying us, betraying everyone else and especially Haruno-kun by working with the God of Death and Asano?! Can you still have no shame after knowing what hardships everyone went through, FOR YOUR SAKE!?"
Like her blonde friend, Kanzaki also began accumulating tears in her eyes. All the emotions the both of them held back up until that point couldn't be held back anymore.
As for the others, they all stared at Bitch-sensei with judging looks hard as steel.
With all she was hearing and seeing, the professional assassin started crumbling. Having felt no guilt at all just a short while back, she was now feeling really guilty. The teacher herself realized how much she'd betrayed her students.
"No, I… I…"
"I'm disappointed."
A new voice was heard. Everyone turned their heads towards the source of this voice.
"I truly am."
It belonged to none other than the God of Death, standing there covered in demonic aura. At his feet, figuratively, were all other students of Class 3-E.
"Sorry, guys."
"We got caught."
The legendary assassin used this opportunity to make the remaining boys and girls submit.
"Surrender, kids. Follow the example of your many classmates here. No harm will come to you that way."
"…"
Exchanging glances with each other, as well as with their captured peers, the last free teens were forced to make an unpleasant decision.
"We surrender." Horibe calmly declared, representing his classmates.
"Good boy."
"At least we're all together now."
"Nice, isn't it? Like earlier, you all are going to share a cell."
While none of them were fond of the God of Death's dark humor, they weren't going to speak up against it.
"As for you," the legendary assassin addressed his female partner, berating her, "this is no good. You must cast away your emotions and relationships faster. I thought you were better than that."
"Sorry…" the blonde mumbled, not looking him in the eyes. In fact, she didn't look anyone in the eyes, purposefully avoiding eye contact with everyone.
"Everyone, it's time to get going." the God of Death then said in a demeaning joking manner. "Start marching."
With that, both students and assassins started making their way towards imprisonment again.
XXXXXXXXXX
Inside the massive prison cell, the boys and girls were watching something on a big screen. Their captor allowed and wanted them to see what was being transmitted.
Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Korosensei and Karasuma had found their location and arrived.
Having a plan for this, the legendary assassin took Bitch-sensei with him, intercepting the two. The blonde was acting as a hostage, with neither of her former colleagues knowing about the betrayal.
"Irina-sensei!"
"Irina!"
They showed genuine concern for her well-being, unaware they were being played by her.
"You… The flower shop guy from before!" Tadaomi identified him. "You're behind all this?!"
"Yes." the fake florist simply confirmed with a very thin smile. "And you never asked, about the name 'God of Death'."
To them, unlike to the relatively untrained children, the God of Death appeared normal in voice and face. It was a simple difference in perspective regarding power levels. Though the aura of his still felt extremely deadly and inhuman.
'What obscure bloodlust. I can't read what he's scheming at all.' the government agent thought, trying not to sweat. 'So this is the world's best hitman.'
"Are the students somewhere in here as well?" the yellow man asked, sweating openly.
"Yes they are, Korosensei. As long as you die, I won't kill this girl here or the students." the God of Death answered. "She and all the students except that Haruno-kun have explosives attached to their necks. I can detonate them at my signal."
"Except Haruno-kun, you say? What's different about him?" the octopus man inquired.
"He's supposed to be fighting another partner of mine, who was a personal grudge about him. Right now, he's either still fighting, dead, or roaming aimlessly along the various underground paths if he managed to win." the enemy assassin informed.
'Let's hope it's the final one.' both male teachers of his hoped.
"Anyway, you're quite coercive. Did you think I'd die quietly from a mere threat with hostages?"
"Hmm, I wonder." the God of Death taunted Korosensei with a fake innocent smile.
Suddenly, one of his tentacles was blown off by an Anti-Sensei pellet.
"Wha-?!"
He very soon came to see that the source of the attack against him was his former blonde coworker, whose shackles were fake and were actually a weapon in disguise.
"Iri… Why…?"
The betrayal became evident, having shocked the unsuspecting yellow man.
Irina then pressed a button on a hidden remote she'd carried with her all along, opening up a pit that swallowed up the octopus man.
'A pit?!'
Unable to fly out immediately, Korosensei tried to grab hold with his tentacles, but they were shot in midair by the God of Death, who he got distracted from due to the blonde traitor.
'My tentacles… He can see and shoot them?!' The yellow man was shocked that this enemy possessed the speed and ability to do so. He really didn't expect this from that foe.
That was, because the octopus man couldn't move at Mach 20 from the get go. He still had to accelerate at first. The initial speed was about 'only' 600 Kilometers per hour, which was within the capabilities of the God of Death.
Korosensei, failing to stop himself from falling, crashed down into the cage his students were in about a moment later. Awaiting him were the bulged out eyes of his extremely surprised pupils.
A few seconds later, the door to that room was opened. The enemy ringleader, the traitorous former teacher and a constantly ignored pissed off agent entered the room after descending down some stairs.
"That was quick. It didn't get to where I use the students as hostages." the God of Death remarked in an indifferent tone. "With that settled, it's a done deal. Let's go say our goodbyes."
"OI!" Karasuma was still miffed about nobody paying attention to him.
"Do you like it, Korosensei? This is the place you'll meet your end." the legendary assassin stated, a mildly content look on his face.
"…Where is this?" the yellow man wanted to know.
"This is a floodway built by this country to counter flooding. I secretly connected it to my hideout." the God of Death explained. "If I give the order from the control room aboveground, 200 tons of water will flow in here every second from a nearby river. That kind of water pressure will steal your freedom and push you against the sturdy Anti-Sensei cage, and you'll be cut into little pieces of jelly."
Everyone from the Kunugigaoka side got chills hearing that. Their eyes widened in horror, their skin paled in terror. If that were to happen, they'd all drown. Drowning in itself was one of the worst ways to die, on par with burning to death, but drowning inside a little cage with no hope of escaping was even worse. Not to mention the water pressure possibly crushing them before drowning even.
"Wait… Do you plan to kill the students too?!" Tadaomi questioned, pointing straight at the villain endangering his students' lives.
"Obviously. I can't wait now." the ruthless assassin replied without batting an eye. "Jamming him in there with the students was part of my plan too. If he tries to get violent and escape, the weak little children would get involved."
The God of Death, a monster of an assassin who killed countless people being willing to pull that off was one thing, but a former teacher who used to be very close to her students up until recently condoning that was another.
"Irina!" the government agent shouted at her, totally appalled. "Knowing that, you still…"
Getting yelled at by him made more guilt build up inside her. He was judging her, just like the boys and girls did. Under too much pressure and in too much discomfort, the blonde tried her hardest to look away from everyone as much as possible.
"Look, I just took action prioritizing results." Bitch-sensei defended herself, pretending this was a valid excuse. "It's like you said it, right?"
"…"
Disappointed to the core, the agent had nothing to say to her.
Other than one unfunny awkward gag, where Korosensei tried to destroy the Anti-Sensei cage by licking it with his resistant tongue, there were no further interruptions.
"Now, that's enough waiting." the legendary assassin declared, deciding to no longer waste time and to proceed with his plan. "Come, Irina. We'll go occupy the control room and let the water flow in."
However, he was held in place when Karasuma firmly and decisively placed his hand on his shoulder. Tadaomi stopped the God of Death from leaving.
"What's with this hand? Is the Japanese government going to stop my assassination?" he complained, hiding his discontent behind a fake gentle smile. "I admit it's a bit violent, but are you going to tell me to let the greatest chance to save the world slip by?"
Resolutely and firmly holding on to his justice, the government agent refused to move his hand. He continued preventing the dangerous assassin from leaving. The latter, of course, didn't like this in the slightest.
"To begin with, Karasuma-sensei, I was planning to defeat you and add you to the hostages." the God of Death added, smirking provocatively and starting to mock the agent. "You can't stop me with your skills."
Having had enough of what he perceived as the unhinged assassin's bullshit, Karasuma punched the God of Death in the face, reacting with violence to the enemy's taunt.
"…!"
Despite not letting out a cry of pain, the assassin slid back many meters in direct response to the impact, indicating that Tadaomi was a hard hitter.
"I'll convey the Japanese government's opinion to you. These 27 lives weigh heavier than the earth. If you plan to kill them too, I will stop you." the government agent warned, not going to tolerate the enemy assassin's intention.
"Karasuma-sensei!" all his students exclaimed in awe, currently seeing him as their number 1 hope. They were all overcome with how cool he was.
"Heh…" the God of Death laughed it off, albeit being annoyed. "You, stop me? No way, do you even have a Stand?"
"Stand?" the agent repeated. "You mean the kind of supernatural power that Haruno-kun has?"
"Yes, that's what I mean. It's hopeless for you to go up against me, since you can neither see nor hurt my Stand."
"Is this how you got your title as the world's strongest assassin? By possessing a cheat level superpower most others don't have?" Karasuma inquired, sceptic about the enemy assassin's true skills.
"No, actually, I earned my title before I became a Stand user." the God of Death clarified, wanting to avoid any misunderstandings about his abilities as an assassin. "The Stand was just the cherry on top to truly elevate my power above the competition."
"Oh, really?"
"Really. But I do understand that you might think otherwise. After all, my Stand power is too good to be true." the legendary assassin bragged. "Think of it like technology. Humans could do most of the things they're doing in today's everyday life by themselves without modern technology too. But modern technology makes things faster, stronger, more accurate and more efficient."
"…"
"I was already the strongest, but with Stand power now I'm truly unstoppable." the God of Death proclaimed, raising his arms and making a round gesture with his arms diagonally in front of his chest like a megalomaniac. "Now, last chance for you. Will you let us leave without trouble or will you get to experience my Stand ability before dying?"
That speech of the monstrous assassin, as cool as they thought of their teacher to be for standing up to him, made the students feel worried about Tadaomi.
'Oh shoot!'
'This is bad!'
"Karasuma-sensei, don't!" Nagisa warned him, advising him to stay back. "Don't fight him! He'll erase you!"
"Erase?!" the government agent exclaimed, reflexively removing his hand from the God of Death's shoulder.
"Curious?" the legendary assassin chuckled, manifesting [Apocalypse horseman]. "You know, I appreciate that you finally removed your damn hand from my shoulder, but you took far too long. Let me give you a little punishment, so this doesn't occur again."
Alarmed, the agent instantly removed himself from the enemy's direct vicinity with a fast jump backwards.
"Hmph!"
After landing, Karasuma assumed a versatile battle stance. He didn't know what the enemy Stand was, but he took the invisible and unperceivable threat seriously. His expression was one of focus and pressure.
"You're doing the right thing in principle, but it's futile. My range far exceeds that of an ordinary human. Plus, Stands are faster than even light, leagues and eons above Korosensei's speed." the God of Death informed, stating facts to demoralize and place more stress upon Tadaomi. "You're no threat to me. In fact, you're the one in danger."
The bluenette, being able to see the enemy Stand while his teacher couldn't, decided to become the third eye. Perceiving the threat, he wanted to prevent the government agent from getting harmed.
"Karasuma-sensei! To the right! Move to the right!" the petite boy shouted, warning his Stand blind teacher about [Apocalypse horseman]'s attack, a rotting mist.
Trusting Nagisa, the agent dodged in said direction, avoiding the mist.
"Good job avoiding a slowly moving mist expansion. You won't be able to escape a concentrated scraping attack though." the Stand-using assassin merely let him know. "This battle wasn't fair from the start. You're finished now that I won't be casual about this anymore."
Seeing [Apocalypse horseman] raise its arm, ready to swipe towards Karasuma and unleash a concentrated rotting mist that would actually be a fast attack, the bluenette needed to make his teacher dodge preemtively, before the attack would actually commence.
"Down left!" the petite boy yelled, keeping his warning as short as possible to not make Tadaomi waste time by listening to him.
Again trusting his reliable student, the government agent dove down, then performing a roll on the ground before leaping forward anew after completing the roll.
He then turned his head towards the God of Death again, wanting to keep the enemy in his field of view. Though when he looked at where he previously stood, he gasped in disbelief.
"Holy, that's…"
A piece of the wall, obviously where the attack connected, was no more. It was like Nagisa had said earlier, erased. But this wasn't a simple erasure. The wall texture and smell heavily indicated that the missing part rotted away.
"ROT?!"
"Unfortunately, even ordinary people can smell my Stand power's nature." the assassin stated, lightly shaking his head. "Part of the reason why I disguised myself as a florist. I love how the beautiful fragrance of flowers lessens the rotting smell of death."
'Shit! I have no defenses against that power whatsoever! And the God of Death will of course adapt, going to use attacks harder for me to dodge.' the agent thought, knowing he couldn't keep up much longer.
This time, without saying anything, the God of Death made his Stand unleash massive amounts of rotting mist, letting it flow in both directions adjacent to Karasuma. Nagisa couldn't read the pattern initially, so he said nothing, only observing. But once he realized what the legendary assassin's goal had been, it was too late.
"Karasuma, I have surrounded you with a wall of rotting mist like a ring. You're virtually imprisoned too." the God of Death told, bearing a triumphant grin.
"Is that true, Nagisa-kun?" Tadaomi asked, wanting confirmation.
"Yes. Sorry I couldn't predict his move." the bluenette humbly apologized.
'Crap. Now I'm done for, aren't I?'
"It's your loss, Karasuma." the monstrous assassin declared, unable to stop himself from smirking. "I can do whatever I want with you."
"…"
All the students inside the cage were watching with great fear. Both of their ridiculously strong teachers had been defeated. Was this going to be the end of Class E altogether?
"But, Karasuma, it's your lucky day." the God of Death then spoke, surprising everyone. "If you get down on your knees, perform a dogeza and beg for mercy, I'll let you off the hook without any consequences."
"…Are you for real?" the government agent questioned, raising a brow.
"Mhm." the legendary assassin nodded with a mocking smile. "That's my kind of good will."
"In that case…"
The government agent stretched out both his arms in front of his chest, then raised both middle fingers.
"Go fuck yourself."
"…"
Following that ludicrous moment, all onlookers, pupil, monster teacher and former teacher, made a comical face with eyes widely bulged out, snot dripping from the nose, and their lips pressed together. They truly had no words, only disbelief. This was the most bonkers moment of Karasuma ever.
'WHAT?!'
Awkward silence filled the room, lasting for over 10 seconds that felt like an eternity in this tense atmosphere.
"I beg your pardon?" the God of Death said, tick marks on his face while he was smiling with closed eyes, hardly hiding his annoyance.
"Did you forget I'm representing the Japanese government here? If I were to do something as shameful as submitting to you, that'd be akin to the NATION submitting to you." the agent resolutely clarified, entirely resisting the enemy. "What do you take us for?!"
"Prideful, aren't you?" the assassin almost snarled while smiling, irritation slipping into his voice.
"That's right. Our nation won't bow down to the likes of you." Tadaomi let him know, a glare harder than steel in his eyes. "You're but a glorified terrorist."
"…"
While the onlookers were impressed and amazed by the government agent standing proud, coolly defying a clearly superior enemy, they were also extremely worried about what'd happen next.
"If that's how you feel, then so be it." the God of Death spoke his final words to the agent, ready to erase Karasuma for good. "You chose this."
"MUDA!"
Just before the killing blow, outside interference occurred.
Being the only one inside the jail cell who could hear this voice, the petite boy perked up.
'Haruno-kun!'
"What?!"
The God of Death turned his head towards the third party, which proved to be a mistake. The instant he turned his head, a golden fist implanted itself right in the center of his face. One moment later, he was sent flying to the other end of the room.
Everyone watching reacted with shock, eyes and mouths widening. This event was something none of them had expected.
Haruno, who'd arrived there while the dangerous assassin explained his plans, hid himself behind the door and kept waiting for a good opportunity to strike.
"Haruno-kun!"
Everybody but the ashamed traitor was overjoyed to see him. Some had even counted him out, mistakenly believing Asano killed him, because it'd been so long since they'd heard anything about him. But the blond was alive and well, going to be everyone's hero.
"Guys, are you fine?" the delinquent asked, running towards the cage.
"Mhm." most answered, nodding with happiness that their rescuer had come.
"Haruno-kun…" For Rio and Yukiko, the rescuer part was even more true. Seeing their love seemingly unharmed made them so happy they teared up.
"I'll free you up in no time, guys." Haruno pledged. "But first I'll have to take care of the biggest threat here."
Meanwhile, the God of Death had gotten up, slowly walking towards the blond, darkening the atmosphere. Air pressure was getting really heavy once again.
"You had one job. ONE JOB, you useless, incompetent little brat." the angry assassin cursed, referring to Gakushuu and his failure to take out the delinquent. "This is why I prefer to work alone."
"So we're facing off for real this time, eh, God of Death?"
"Karasuma, your luck never seems to end, doesn't it?" the legendary assassin muttered while only eyeing Haruno. "Looks like I have to clean up after that idiot before I get to you."
"Clean up? I agree. Rotten things must be cleansed and removed. Especially rotten bastards like you." the blond countered, [Ougon no tomodachi] standing in front of him in a fighting stance.
"All life dies eventually and rots away, it's an integral part of nature." the God of Death retorted, [Apocalypse horseman] also in a fighting stance. "How exciting! This might be my most poetic battle yet."
Life versus death, two sides of the same coin were about to duke it out.
Boom! The conclusion to Giorno vs Asano was bombastic in regards to revenge and humiliation, no? For all the cruel things Asano did to Giorno, he got massively fucked up in return.
Next chapter, Giorno and the God of Death will fight it out. Are you looking forward to it?
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