Deadly One

Chapter VIII: New Student (Edited)

Emiko Mizuki PoV

"Tsk" I slumped back in my seat watching the supposed 'new student', it was fucking stupid considering the 'new student' was a goddamned machine. It was too early in the fucking morning for this shit. The damned thing kept shooting at the Octopus to the extent that even I couldn't listen to him— not that I listened to him anyway...

Then, sometime during the hour, the machine started firing BB bullets at the octopus, it'd lasted two minutes before stopping, resuming again after a few minutes.

I couldn't help but sigh as I shifted in my seat.

'Why the fuck am I even here dude?' Don't get me wrong, assassination isn't the boring part, it's the fact that I have to sit in these boring dumb-shit lessons— that's the boring part.

But anyhow, back to the main point of today. The machine. I hadn't actually cared about it, nor did I glance at it, well, that was until I noticed one of the fired bullets rebound off another and make its way toward the sleeping redhead next to me.

I didn't do anything for a moment, waiting for the Octopus, but seeing as how he'd reacted too late, I pulled a dagger out, slicing the bullet into halves before it could collide with Strawberry's head.

The lesson then continued on as normal. Well, apart from the constant shooting I suppose.

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Not long after, the second and third periods had finished, and it was finally time for lunch. I scoffed as I watched the rest of the class sigh in relief— probably because they were able to escape from the machine and have a peaceful hour.

I turned to my right, poking his shoulder. "Oi Strawberry, wake the fuck up" When he showed no sign of awaking, my poking turned into a karate chop to the head, which of course woke him up, it'd be surprising if he hadn't woken up.

"Mmh?" He mumbled something incoherently, clearly still half asleep. "Wh..at?"

"Lunch"

"Hm?" By now he'd opened his eyes and sat up, taking note of the mess in the room, he turned to me.

"What kind of tornado happened in here?"

"That shitty thing has been doing this for the last three periods, but you were too busy sleeping to notice" I answered, poking my thumb toward it over my shoulder. "Anyhow" I stood up. "Let's go"

He followed closely behind, "Are you sure you aren't going to confess to me, Mizuki~?" He teased as we walked out of the room toward the tree

"Now" I started, catching him off guard when I pulled him by the wrist and pushed him against the tree, my arms by his head. "Why would I waste my time with something like that?" I questioned, raising a brow before smirking under my mask when I saw his face turn red. I backed away from him. "I called you here Strawberry—" I said turning around, pointing a finger at him, "-to fight" He just smirked in response

"Before we do that. Why don't you take off your cloak?" I shook my head

"Don't want to" I answered

3rd PoV

"What about this? If I manage to pin you against something you have to keep your hood and stuff off when it's us" She scoffed at his proposition

"Don't want the others to see?" She teased, smirking as his face tinted pink

"Shut up" Was all he said as they took three large steps away from each other

"Remember. Just pinning," she reminded. "And, begin," She announced.

He was quick to start charging. Though through all his slow attempts, Emiko had managed to dodge all of them without breaking a sweat. She grabbed his wrist and flipped him over her shoulder before pinning him to the floor; her left hand on his head, the right pulling his arm back to the point she could break it clean if she wanted to, and her knee between his shoulder blades.

"Too easy, Strawberry" She taunted, gaining a huff from him as she got off.

"Of course, it'd be easy for you" He retorted, to which he gained a scoff.

"And I expected at least more of a fight from you" She pet his head for a brief moment, a sign of saying 'well done even though you were completely overpowered by me', but that brief moment was long enough for him to become flustered.

"When you're free in future, we can repeat this" She referred to sparing. "Now, let's continue" She ordered, backing away from him.

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And once again, the machine was spewing bullets like no man's business. In a similar situation to earlier, a second bullet ricocheted off another, but rather, instead of heading to another student, it was straight for Emiko. But thanks to her beautiful reaction speed, she was easily able to manoeuvre around the bullet.

After the bullet had embedded itself into the wall behind, the class went quiet, most watching in anticipation as she stood up. Emiko watched as the majority backed away a little. She slowly walked over to the machine, stopping next to it.

She turned to Korosensei with a scowl, "I'm killing it"

While she typically wouldn't have said anything, this 'thing' was still technically a student, albeit not a real human, it had a girl's face so she was, therefore, a student. Unfortunately...

"Now now, calm down Mizuki"

"First time, it almost hit a student at almost Mach two. This time, it was toward me. I don't take attempts against me very lightly, though you're already aware of that"

Korosensei sweatdropped, both because he knew she wasn't wrong and that he couldn't argue against her, but also because he was about to lose a student— even if she was an annoying machine.

Just as the atmosphere became tense, Emiko turned to the machine- dagger in hand. Then, Irina walked in

"What's going on in here?" She referred to the stuffy atmosphere before her eyes glued to the back of the room. "Don't"

She clicked her tongue, "Terasaka, give your tape"

"The fuck...?" He remarked under his breath as he tossed a roll of the sticky material.

Emiko was quick to wrap the thick tape around the machine before tossing it back to the bi-hair-coloured boy. She turned to her seat and sat down as she resheathed the dagger.

"It happened earlier?" Karma pondered, tilting his head slightly

"You were asleep." She spoke simply, glancing at him from the corner of her eye as the lesson continued.

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The next morning had come to pass and the classroom soon filled up, Emiko walked to take her seat, opting to ignore everyone's amazement at the machine's change.

She had to admit, the change was nice, since bullets won't be shot 24/7 anymore. But, she just couldn't understand why everyone was so.. weird, about it. Be amazed, that's fine, but, why are you getting turned on by a machine? Now when she says this, there's only one person she's talking about; that specific example being Taiga Okajima. Now he was starting to piss her off.

She tried to stay quiet. She really did. But his constant blubbering was just too irritating to listen to, to the point she couldn't even shut him out.

"Oi, baldy stop getting horny over a machine" She spat. He started to pout but she paid him no mind, she was grateful that she didn't have to listen to his crap anymore.

As she pulled out her phone to scroll through in boredom her ears focused in and out on different conversations.

"Terasaka you made a 2D girl cry," Hara commented from her seat.

"Cut it out! People'll take it the wrong way!"

'If it's him who wouldn't?'

"Tsk" She sighed, dropping her head to her desk and closing her eyes.

'They're so loud...'

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