Lesson Learned

Just don't panic

Mitsuko buried her face in her palm. "What is wrong with you?"

The Principal didn't try to dissuade the attention and just smiled blandly while Koro-sensei made a complete fool of himself.

"—And, I'm sure it's within your power to—" Koro-sensei was cut off when the Principal turned around.

"I must apologise," The Principal said. "I'd meant to come pay my respects sooner." He stood up while the others watched him. "The Ministry of Defence and Mr Karasuma have told me all about you," he mused lightly. "I can't claim to understand everything, but..." The room seemed to grow darker. "How very sad you are. Looking to become the saviour of the world, only to fall into the role of the great villain who would destroy it."

Mitsuko's gaze narrowed, shifting uneasily.

What are you getting at?

She looked at Mr Karasuma who's face had turned even more grave, if that was even possible...

The Principal's smile grew crooked as he looked down. "But, let's set that aside for now. Struggle as I might, I can't save the planet from its crisis," he said curtly. "Barring the unexpected, I'll stay out of your assassination altogether." He turned away and stopped near Mr Karasuma. "You certainly paid me enough."

Mr Karasuma's looked at him blankly. "That will be helpful."

Bitch-sensei smirked. "Well, aren't you rational?" Her voice turned coy. "I do like a rational man."

Mitsuko felt like vomiting. "He's married!"

Bitch-sensei smirked at her.

Damn homewrecker...

Mitsuko narrowed her eyes while the Principal just smiled like it was nothing.

"I'm honoured. However..." He turned back to Koro-sensei and walked over to the window while the teachers watched him. "As Principal, I must consider what's in store next year and beyond should Earth survive." He sat down on the window ledge. "In other words, if someone does happen to kill you, what is this school's future?" Dark shadows loomed over him. "Frankly, we need E Class to remain as it is."

Mitsuko looked away, tugging at the ends of her hair as she grew more uncomfortable.

"As it is? You mean with rock-bottom grades and treatment, like now?" There was something definitely cold with Koro-sensei's aura.

Mitsuko frowned at her usually happy teacher, before her gaze wandered to the Principal who remained unfazed by the super-teacher's rising anger.

"Yes." The Principal looked over at Mitsuko. "Mitsuko, recite the worker ant principle, if you would please."

She felt a lump in her throat, avoiding the other teachers' looks. "In...In a group," She forced herself to look at her father. "20% will be lazy," she recited clearly. "20% will work hard, and the remaining 60% will be average."

The Principal smiled coldly. "My goal is a group with 5% slackers and 95% hard workers, with 95% of students thus determined," he said lightly. "My ideal ratio is attainable."

Koro-sensei's face was clouded by shadows. "I see. How logical," he commented. "Then the 5% of E Class must be kept weak and pitiful."

"With no exceptions of course," the Principal said, giving Mitsuko a look. "I received a complaint from the D Class Teacher today," he continued, looking at Koro-sensei. "He said: A student from E Class glared at one of my students and threatened to kill him."

Mitsuko's brow furrowed.

Terasaka isn't really that stupid is he?

Her frown deepened when she remembered yesterday, she hadn't seen Terasaka or his gang wander off after assembly...