A/N: This art is not mine but credits to the rightful artist, just using this
as a reference to how Achlys looks like with her uniform and sword lol
As the silent killer returns to his hideout..
He finds out his captive lady has escaped.
With a pokerface, he stares at the holes left
on the floor and the broken chains.Slowly, he glances towards the place where
he had left her weapon, finding out that she
had taken it with her."..I must have underestimated you, Achlys.
I should've known that things are different
now that you are no longer just another child."
Qo smirks as if he was amused by the unexpected changes.
On the other hand..
"Hurry up and move. We have to find her." Gakushu,
along with his peers, were searching for Achlys ever since
he heard from Karma about what happened to her.He doesn't seem to be panicking as much as Karma,
but in his eyes, genuine concern was seen. Even if he
does not say it himself, Gakushu still cares for her."Oh our beautiful flower.. where did you go?" Ren
asks himself with a sad face.
Back to the reaper..
Despite being cornered, the E-Class still managed to
surprise him by getting away from his trap by distracting
the reaper, setting an explosive and throwing off a smoke
screen that put off the reaper.The reaper smiles, pleased by the students' efforts.
"Interesting.." He says as he watches the happenings
unfold through his screen.
Meanwhile..
Korosensei was enjoying his trip in Brazil..
But he soon starts to worry as every student
he called cannot be contacted.
Back to the students..
The group split into two, one is led by Kataoka,
their group is responsible for rescuing Irina.
The rest is lead by Isogai to potentially fight the
God of Death or the reaper himself.
The group asks Ritsu for her help but then..
"She's been hacked!!!!" The group exclaimed.
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