Specimen T-04

Part 7~Cliff

Korosensei stood by the blackboard, writing the equations down. "No matter how hard you try, you're always left with this number! So what do you do? Don't worry, I'll show you soon. Let's solve it together."

Karma glared through his hair, raising his gun as Koro-sensei's tentacles wrapped around his hand.

"Now add these all up together, and then, to our surprise, tadah! Your answer! Way too slow, Karma. I mean, really. I had enough time to do your nails, too. You like them?"

Karma tutted as Nagisa sighed. This was going to be a long day.

~~~

"Has your group finished, Fuwa?" Koro-sensei walked up to the group as Fuwa fussed with her soup.

"I don't know. It's too bitter."

"Let me try it." Koro-sensei brought out a spoon, scooping up a small amount and slurping it, not noticing Karma at first.

"I know. Why don't you make it again? Get rid of his batch first!" Karma hit the pan up, sliding out a knife.

In a flash, the soup was gone, and Karma was in a frilly pink apron.

"Always wear an apron in the Kitchen, Karma. And don't worry about the soup. I got it all with an eyedropper. I even added a pinch of sugar." Koro-sensei handed the soup back as Karma snarled.

Keiji scowled as he tried to stir the ever-blackening pot. He soured, glaring at Karma. "Shouldn't he be helping us?"

Nagisa pocked the black crime against nature. "Yeah, I think we're beyond help."

~~~

Karma hung his head as Koro-sensei walked around the classroom, reading from the book.

"And even as those thoughts passed through my mind," Koro-sensei stopped Karma before he could do anything, brushing his hair. "I began to grow bored, so I picked a couple pebbles off the road, and the red frog failed and returned."

Nagisa gave Karma a concerned look. Karma wasn't coping at all.

~~~

As the bell rang, Nagisa walked up to Karma's desk. "You okay?"

Karma laughed, standing up and wrapping an arm around Nagisa's shoulders. "Don't worry about me, Nagi. I have plenty more ideas."

Nagisa knew when Karma was lying.

"Nagisa," Keiji interrupted, his arms crossed over and a scowl on his face. "We need to go see Karasuma."

Nagisa smiled, sliding out of Karma's arms. "I'll see you later, Karma. Don't get too depressed about not being able to beat him. We'll strategise when I'm back."

"Nagisa." Keiji grabbed Nagisa's arm, pulling him out of the classroom as Karma rolled his eyes.

Once the boys were gone, Rio slid into Karma's personal space. "It's not going to happen."

Karma shot away, giving her a strange look. "What?"

"You and Nagisa, it's not going to happen."

Karma scoffed, crossing his arms. "What do you know?"

"Well, I don't know what you and Nagisa used to have, but I know what Nagisa and Keiji currently have, and you're not going to break them apart."

Karma didn't look too happy, storming out of the classroom. He walked around the corridors, searching for Nagisa.

"Keiji, calm down." Nagisa's voice echoed around the corner as Karma slowed down, peering around the edge.

Nagisa was wrapped in Keiji's arms, his arms wrapped around Keiji's waist. Keiji had buried himself in Nagisa's shoulder, breathing slowly.