(Three)
(Ansatsu Kyoushitsu Chapter 13: Plenty of Time to Study/S1 E6)
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"I've worked hard to multiply myself! Let's study!" Korosensei exclaimed. He has created an army of clones of himself to help the class be prepared for tomorrow's midterms.
Fumiko had an confused expression on her face. It's already weird enough that her teacher was an alien octopus, but the fact that he was able to clone himself?! That just made the entire concept a lot weirder than it already was.
At the speed of light, dozens of Korosenseis zigzagged around the classroom to start the study session. His clones surrounded her with a math textbook and a calculator. Math was Fumiko's worst subject while Home Economics was her best, so she started to gain a slight headache from the math problems. Sweat dripped down her face and she putted the tip of her eraser close to her lips. Her eyes scanned around the practice questions rapidly, looking for the easiest one first before answering the harder ones. She tapped the pencil up and down while thinking the answer for the first question.
"I don't know any of the answers. None of this makes sense," Fumiko thought.
"Remember students. These are just practice for tomorrow's midterms. It doesn't matter if you get any of these examples right or wrong," Korosensei reassured everyone, noticing Fumiko's struggle with her problems.
She then started to twirl a piece of her hair around and around. Twirling her hair always calmed her down when she was nervous. Next to her, Karma was answering his practice questions with ease; a lazy, proud smirk resting on his face. He finished every subject before everyone else, so there was enough time for him to relax. His gold orbs shifted towards the pink-haired girl, who was still struggling with her math problems. She finally got past the first two questions; she was now on the third one. He tilted his head in amusement.
"How cute. She's struggling with her math questions," Karma thought to himself, the pure idea of Fumiko being confused made him satisfied.
A lightbulb then popped above his head. He pulled out a couple of papers along with a stapler from his desk and wrote "Math Cheats" in big words on the first page. Eventually, he jotted down a couple of math tips on the other pages before putting them altogether and stapling them.
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The bell finally rang. Fumiko quickly dropped her pencil down and sighed in relieve. The school day was finally over, and she couldn't be any more happier. She finally got through the practice questions for every subject. She spotted Korosensei, who was just his one self again. He was slumped down besides his desk, fanning himself in exhaustion. Before her foot was out of the classroom door, she felt a smack on the top of her head. It didn't hurt her, but it was enough to let her know that something was trying to get her attention. She turned around, thinking that it was Sugaya who wanted to walk home with her. However, the small smile on her face dropped when she saw who it was that smacked her top of her head; Karma, who had an innocent smile on his face.
"May I help you?" Fumiko said as nicely as she could, her hands clutching together harshly.
"I noticed earlier that you had trouble with your math problems, so I wrote down some tips to help you study later on," he whispered as lowly as possible, handing her the study guide that he made for her.
"Oh? Thanks. That's kind of you," she said, reaching out to grab it. Suddenly, her hand stopped. Pulling back, she gave the son of satan a suspicious look. What if it wasn't a math book, but rather a book of nasty drawings? "This isn't a trick is it?" Fumiko asked, an eyebrow cocked up.
"Promise," he nodded.
She then grabbed the study guide and looked over it quickly. "He's not lying. This is going to really help me," she thought before feeling a harsh tug on her one of her pigtails.
"Good job, Bambi, for not trusting me at first. You're not as dumb as you appear to be~," Karma commented before he walked off laughing.
"He might be helpful, but he's still annoying," she thought, frowning.
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Karma was already outside on his way home, with Fumiko trailing far off behind him. She then heard the sound of slithering behind her.
"Korosensei?" she asked.
"Just follow me," he said, his tone slightly irritated. Following him, the other students of the class were walking behind him as well. The doe spotted Sugaya and ran up besides him.
"What's up with our teacher?" she asked.
"I have no idea," Sugaya said, shrugging.
"What are you gonna do, Korosensei?" Nakamura asked in curiosity.
"Why are you moving the soccer goal?" followed Okajima.
Shortly stopping, Korosensei turned his attention to Irina, or as the students liked to call her "Bitch-Sensei".
"Miss Irina," he began, pointing a tentacle at her. "As a professional assassin."
"Yeah?" the sexy teacher responded.
"When preparing your hit, do you formulate just one plan?"
Irina hummed, looking down to say the right words. "No, it's actually rare for the main plan to go off without a hitch," she started to explain. "So an assassin must always have a detailed backup plan, or more, just in case. Of course, all the backup plans I had for you didn't work. But you just wait! I'll get you next ti-" she boastfully bragged before being interrupted.
"You are so adorable," Korosensei ended their small talk, causing Irina to growl in anger.
"Mr. Karasuma," he now turned his focus to the raven-haired man. "When you train the students in knife techniques, is the first attack the only important attack?"
"The first attack is important, of course," Mr. Karasuma began to explain. "But every subsequent move is equally as important. Formidable opponents will most likely dodge your first attack. Whether you are victorious and survive, it depends on your follow-up attacks."
"What are you getting at?!" Maehara asked annoyed, just wanting to go home already.
"Like they said," Korosensei spoke up, slowly twirling around in a perfect circle. "Assassins always have a backup plan. What about you? You aren't taking your studies seriously; you're banking on getting that ten billion yen to kill me." His slow twirls gradually grew faster by the second. "But you're really just refusing to face your problems."
His twirls became powerful and fast enough to create a huge whirlwind, causing the entire class to cover themselves for protection. "What if I get bored and leave?" he continued to explain. "What if someone else kills me first? Then you're stuck with no way out of Class 3E. Let me put it in another way; those without a backup plan don't have the right to call themselves assassins!" The whirlwind was powerful enough to create a tornado of dust.
"The schoolyard was covered in weeds, so I cleaned it up for you," Korosensei said, the tornado finally clearing up. When the dust has completely cleared out, the schoolyard field was spotless and shaven. "I am capable of disintegrating this planet. Weeding this was nothing to me," he sternly continued, his eyes gleaming fiercely.
Sugaya and Fumiko glanced at each other in a worried manner. Meanwhile, Karma stood back on a tree trunk scratching the back of his neck, not intimidated by the octopus' threats.
"Show me, that you have some sort of backup plan. Show me, that I'm not wasting my time or I'll flatten this school building and leave!" Korosensei threated the entire class, including the teachers.
"A backup plan? By when?" Nagisa spoke up.
"No hurry. You have 'till tomorrow," Korosensei replied back. "I want every one of you to score in the top fifty of tomorrow's midterms," he challenged them.
The class was stunned. They were Class E. Not A, B, C, or D. But Class E. The class where delinquents and students with the worst grades ended up at. How were they going to reach the top 50?
"You're closer than you think. You already have everything you need for your backup plan thanks to your fabulous teacher," he began motivating them. "Go into that exam with confidence," he pointed his tentacle at his students. "Give it your best and raise your head high with a smile on your face. Take pride in the fact that you are assassins and the students of Class 3E!"
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The sidewalks of Kunugigaoka were decently packed, with students gossiping about their day, businessman getting off from work tiredly, and food carts selling their edibles to hungry people.
Fumiko stared down at the study guide that Karma made her. A determined smile formed on her face as her nail poked one of the staples. "This is it. This will be my secret weapon," she thought to herself with confidence. Putting the math book back into her backpack, she looked forward. Her chocolate orbs beaming with motivation. A few moments later, she suddenly heard her stomach growling.
"I can't study properly with an empty stomach," she thought, slapping her hand over her belly. Her eyes then shifted to spot a Karaage Fried Chicken stand. The smell of fresh and greasy chicken filled up Fumiko's nostrils. It made her drool at the thought of taking a bite of the juicy, crispy meat. "I'm still going to cook sushi when I get home. But I guess it wouldn't kill me to get some Karaage for a snack," she said, making her way over to the food cart.
"May I take your order?" the seller asked her.
"I'd like to have four pieces of Karaage Chicken please!" she chimed, licking her lips at the poultry in front of her.
"Four? Alrighty then! That'll be at least 300 yen!" he beamed, getting a tong to put the pieces of chicken inside a paper food tray.
"300? That's pretty cheap for some chicken," Fumiko thought as she handed the seller her money. "Thank you for the food!" she said as she took the chicken and went on her merry way. "God this looks good," she hummed to herself.
She picked up a wing and proceeded to take a bite of it, anticipating the flavor of the fried chicken. However, the moment she took a bite, she only tasted air. Confused, she turned around to find that Karma was eating the chicken she has bought for herself.
"At least ask 'May I have a bite' before you just take other people's food, Karma-Kun!" she chastised.
"But I'm already eating it~" he purred, licking the crispy crumbs off his lips.
"I am not in the mood for your games. I've already had a stressful day with all of the studying we did. On top of that, I had a light lunch and I'm hungry. So please just leave me alone for the rest of today. Tomorrow you can go back to bothering me," she sighed.
"Hmm," the redheaded devil thought.
"Well?" she said with a hint of impatience.
"Okay. You have yourself a deal," he said.
"Thank you."
"Although, I want at least two more of those chicken wings that you have," Karma pointed at her tray.
"That's only going to leave me with a big drumstick," she frowned, looking down at the remaining parts of her plate.
"Fine. Now please. Stop bothering me," she said, offering him her food.
"Thanks for the free meal, Bambi~ You're such a sweetheart~" he cooed.
She pulled out the drumstick from the tray while he went off and chow down on his free wings. Walking away, the pink-haired lad blushed at Karma's comment about her being a sweetheart. She then realized what was going on and she shooked her head. "Don't you even dare! You're supposed to be in love with Sugaya-Kun, not..... whatever Karma is. He's not like other boys, that's for sure," she thought before taking a bite of her drumstick.
She closed her eyes in bliss, letting the grease of the fried batter and the juice of the meat dance around her tastebuds. "Mmm. This chicken is wonderful!" she exclaimed, feeling slightly better.
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Dearest Diary,
Once again, that cheshire cat of a boy, Karma, annoyed me. He gave me a study guide for math, which happens to be my worst subject. It was a nice gesture, but he smacked it on top of my head just to get my attention and he yanked my pigtails once again to tell me that I'm not stupid as I appear. Stupid?! I'm not stupid! Sure, I'm a bit of an airhead. But let's get one thing straight: I am not stupid whatsoever! On the way home, I stopped to get some Karaage Chicken and he took three of the pieces out from my hand! I was left with only a drumstick, which was delicious. But besides that, he keeps calling me 'Bambi' all because of my eyes and timid personality. He might be helpful, but he's still a pain in my ass. I am praying that tomorrow he will finally take the hint to leave me alone!
- Sincerely, Fumiko Junpei.