"Oh- I just assumed everything was fine because you said it was nothing," Gon sheepishly smiled at Killua.
     "Well, it's not. I can't believe I got dragged into this assassination. I bet it's not even going to work!" Killua grumbled, crossing his arms.
     "Oh Killua, don't think of this as an assassination. Think of it as a hunter mission! Then you'll surely be more willing to help, right?" Gon explained.

     "I guess...But I still won't! I can't handle it anymore, I don't want any more blood on my hands," Killua mumbled. Gon sadly smiled and placed his hand on his friend's shoulder.
     "I know Killua, but sometimes we don't have a choice. If we want to make it out alive here, we better pray that Alluka comes to get us, or we find a way to kill our teacher," Gon said. Killua looked down at his lap, frowning.
     "I know," Killua spat out, face scrunching up with distaste.

     "Anyway, are you caught up with the plan?" Gon asked Killua.
     "Uh, actually, I think I might do something else. If you don't mind that is! I'll be a backup, you know, just in case something goes wrong," Killua declared.
     "Oh, sure. Go ahead! You did rightfully earn that tentacle," Gon smiled. Killua nodded before turning to face Zushi.

     "Now listen here, you phone addict. We need to talk about how much of a whim you are here compared to home. You're a Floor Master for lightning's sake! Why were you so scared of you're parents and those Big Five idiots!?" Killua suddenly asked Zushi.
     "Uh- umm... You've never dealt with an Asian father and a bunch of middle schoolers?" Zushi questioned.
     "No, and I don't see why race has to do with anything about it. Also, I don't see what's wrong with middle schoolers. They aren't nothing to be worried about," Killua said.
     "You're a middle schooler and you're scary," Zushi mumbled, looking back at his phone.

     "Hey! It's time to get off the ship, come on!" Nagisa yelled at the trio. The boys stood up and followed Nagisa to the area they set up. On their way out, they saw a very seasick Koro-sensei.
     "I tried to warn him," Gon sighed. Killua blurted out laughing, pointing at his teacher.
     "FAKE OCTO! FAKE OCTO! You seem so human when this happens!" Killua shouted, clenching his stomach. Koro-sensei slightly flinched. Of course, it was fast enough that everyone around him couldn't notice. Except for Killua. The pale boy's smile grew mischievous as he continued putting pieces together.

     "Hope you got the most out of diner. It might've been your last," Maehara told Koro-sensei.
     "Get a load of the spot we picked out," Sugaya said, pointing to the dome-shaped building. Koro-sensei slowly looked up in confusion. His seasickness going away.
     "It's a floating chapel. Nice and far from the hotel," Sugaya finished explaining.

     Everyone headed inside. The students circled the sitting area, where Koro-sensei was to sit. The students that held weapons were the ones who had reserved tentacles. All but Killua, who sat down at the farthest row from his teacher. The pale looked around and noticed not all of the students were there. Killua visually frowned when he noticed Karma wasn't there.

     'This is dumb. Koro-sensei could see that not everyone is here. Now he'll be on higher alert for any outside attacks,' Killua thought.
     "Well, children? Shall we begin? Don't hold back. Come at me with everything you got!" Koro-sensei said.
     "Right, what do you say guys? Let's get started" Okajima said, flicking the lights off and turning the TV on. Killua smiled, excited to see what it'll be about. Everyone began to sit down, with a few students leaving the building. Killua made sure Zushi was next to him, in case any age-inappropriate things showed up.

     Koro-sensei praised Mimura's editing and narration skills, imprisoned by his work. Killua on the other hand thought the audio wasn't the best.
     "Thanks for tuning in. Joining us tonight are two recon specialists with very intriguing intel. We'll hear what they have to say after this brief public announcement," video Mimura explained, showing Okajima and Maehara. The video slowly went dark, before lighting up again.  Killua quickly covered his mouth, suppressing a laugh.
     "When you're a confirmed porn addict, bribery is no guarantee against a scandal," video Mimura said.

     Killua burst out laughing, seeing a pink Koro-sensei with a dragonfly hat on and sitting on a pile of porn while reading porn. Killua came to the rescue too late, as he failed to cover Zushi's eyes because of his laughter. Zushi's young eyes were scarred and he too thought about donating his eyes to Chrollo, despite not knowing who the guy was. Gon covered his own eyes shaking his head in disbelief.

     "I GAVE YOU POPSICLES!" Koro-sensei screeched in terror. This only caused Killua to wheeze and fall to the floor. Gon got worried and tried to stop Killua before he died of laughter. Killua's face got paler and Gon was in full panic. The video went on about explaining Koro-sensei's guilty pleasure. Soon after it talked about Koro-sensei poorly disguising as women to get into a women-only came buffet. And following up, how they were surprised he wasn't exposed as a non-human.

     Hazama proudly teased Koro-sensei about his outfit, enjoying as her teacher's soul was being slowly sucked away. Video Mimura explained how Koro-sensei fries completely tissues, emphasizing the 'fries them' part. The best thing about the whole thing for Killua though was the fact this video was a full hour. Killua was happily enjoying himself and had forgotten about the assassination. After the full video was done. Koro-sensei died.

Emotionally, Socially, and Intellectually of course.

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Sorry, this was late I got writer's block. I've also been having a lot of nightmares recently. Doesn't help that I normally memorize my dreams in great detail... This chapter turned out better than I expected, quite funny in my opinion. Anyway, excuse me as I panic about what to write next cause I have no clue! Bye! :D

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