The Assassin in Our Midst

Chapter 5

Izuku/Nagisa POV

All of the class 1 A students slowly trickled back to the school, the teachers not far behind them. But the four of us weren't there to greet them.

If anyone had seen the four of us, they would think that we were burying a body in the woods. Each of us had a shovel in our hands and dirt caking at least one part of our clothes. I'd texted the group chat after getting the okay from Mr. Aizawa and asked where everyone's stashes were. The ones that could rember gave us the best directions that they could manage. In the end, we got enough for each student to have their choice of weapons. 

When we got back to the school house, about thirty minutes after the others, we found 19 students standing in an odd circle around two wooden boxes. 

"You got the paint, Mr. Karasuma?" I asked, lugging my bag of weapons behind me. The others were in similar shape since the weapons ranged from sniper rifles to hand guns and knifes. It was hard to carry.

"Yes,"the agent replied tiredly. "What color do you want?"

"Ooh, what colors are there?" I heard someone ask, it sounded like Mina.

"Red," a sadistic voice answered back. When I looked at Karma, he was emitting a serious, dark aura. Killing intent. 

"Like b-blood?" I heard Mineta stutter out.

I smacked the red head in the chest. "Your just saying that because your team lost last time."

Karma turned to me, a soft expression on his face. Damn conartist. He shrugged. "Maybe~," the boy teased.

I sighed. "Red it is."

We layed  out all of the weapons, organizing them by type. But stopped at a sudden choppy voice.

"Why do the student have deadly weapons?" Iida questioned. I didnt turn around and kept unloading the hand guns. "This is unacceptable-"

"There not deadly, Glasses." Rio said, cutting the teen off. "The guns only fire paintballs and the knives aren't deadly to humans." Her voice was mocking, not that I could blame the girl. When Iida called me out at the entrance exam, i wanted to do the same type of thing.

"I... i apologize."

I turned around, smiling my usual smile and went to stand with Karma and the others. No one had said anything about it yet, so I figured it was fine to be with them for now. 

Mr. Aizawa explained  to class 1 A about the class vs class paintball training we were to have. But I didnt hear most if it as Karma leaned down and whispered into my ear. "If I get more out than you, I want to put you in a skirt.." his voice was quite enough that none of the others with normal hearing could understand what he said, but the look on Jiro's face told me that she both heard and understood what Karma said.

"If I get more out, then I get to top this weekend," I looked back at the red head only to find a rare blush coloring his face. 

"Anything to share with the group kids?" Mrs. Bitch asked, smiling inna way that said she could guess what just happened.

"Nothing of note, Professer Bitch," I replied sweetly, ignoring the small gasps coming from the students. Right... me cussing wasn't normal here, even if only for a name.

"Midoryia!" Mr. Aizawa reprimanded. "Her name is Mrs. Vitch."

"Sorry Sensei," I apologized before turning back to the amused blonde. "Anyways, Professer Bitch, or should I say Mrs. Karasuma?"

The woman blushed a deep red, but even she had to admit that it was fair. "Ugh! All you brats just pick your weapons already!"

All of the students surged forward, picking up this and that, holding everything wrong. The four of us already have our weapons, we just need to get the paint ammunition. 

Mr. Aizawa sighed his usually tired sigh, staring at me like I'm the one that caused it, which was fair. "There are no quirks aloud in this game as we are not on school property," he said, ignoring the disgruntled noises from 1 A. "We will know if you do use them, so just do us a favor and dont."

Tysusu raised a hand, "how will you know, qero?"

Mr. Karasuma held up his phone, a picture of an anime style girl appearing on it that was pretty enough for Mineta to get hit in the head for being a pervert. "This is Riustsu, an AI. She will be on all of your phones watching and listening to the fights and will report back. This is also how we will keep track of who gets out."

A chours of wows spread through the students that didnt already know. 

"Okay, if you have a gun, get blue paintballs for it. If you have a knife, put some blue paint.on it. "

1 A passed around the materials, but I handed it back to Todorokie when he brought it to me.

"Your not playing?" He asked, confused.

I thought about the best place to say this but in the end I didnt have to.

"He's on our team," Kaede said, appearing at my side.