xiii. → regression

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"urghh, boats are bad... boats are really bad, your teacher feels like his brains are about to come flying out!" korosensei sulked, he was totally out of it.

"ah!! korosensei get up!! get up now, you can see it!!" kurahashi shouted, swinging a knife at korosenseis throat— which he effortlessly dodged.

he quickly got up to see the view.

"it took 6 hours from Tokyo, that's where we're going to kill korosensei!"

"it's the island!!"

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a waiter holding a tray of drinks started offering the refreshements to the class.

"welcome to fukushima resort hotel. please, have a complimentary tropical juice." he said to the teachers.

yamato just smiled. "i'm fine, thank you for the offer." she said, for a second she saw the waiters eye twitch, but he walked away.

"we'll do that thing after dinner. so first let's have fun korosensei!! let's split up into separate groups like the last field trip."

since the japanese teacher had no part in the plan of the assassination, she could only stare at the scene from afar.

an explosion coming from under water erupted, and only silence followed after.

eager to know the results of the assassination, she quickened her pace to the ruined hut, just to find korosensei in a— ball form??

seemed like the assassination had failed then.

"what happened?" she asked, looking at karma placing a slug on korosenseis face.

"oh.. this is korosenseis ultimate defense form. so technically he's invincible." nagisa replied with a dumfounded expression.

karasuma then grabbed the octopus from karmas hand, before placing it in a plastic bag.

korosensei had praised their assassination attempt as usual, but no one could hide their dejection. with the biggest sense of disappointment ever the shock of everyone's wholehearted efforts having gone down the drain.

along with an unusual sense of fatigue, they all began to head back to the hotel.

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