Specimen T-04

Part 36~Ramen

Nagisa paused as he finished. He couldn't think. He had summed up his entire two-year experience as swiftly and without pain as possible. He spent three months in experiments before he was released. Two months alone. Three months with the Guard clan. 4 months alone. A year with the Extermination Clan.

He still thought about them, his first Clan and their death.

"Nagisa," Keiji could barely speak as he wrapped Nagisa into a tight hug. "Holy shit. I knew you had a tough time, but," he couldn't finish, he just held Nagisa. "It's over."

Nagisa nodded numbly, relaxing in Keiji's hold as Karma took his hand, rubbing the back soothingly.

Keiji took over the explanation, telling people about the last year before the experiment ended. "There were four clans running when Koro-sensei destroyed the lab. Clan Extermination, that was us. Clan Freedom, who are them. Clan Instinct, who you met earlier and Clan Acceptance. That was your Clan, right Koro-sensei?"

Koro-sensei hadn't said anything since the boys had started their explanation. "Yes. It was."

"Clan Acceptance? What kind of people was that?" Yada gave Koro-sensei a look as he began to explain. He told his students about being the former assassin, the God of Death. He told them how he was taken and experimented on. How he met Kayano's sister, and she told him about her job. And then he talked about his Clan.

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"Well, you seem to be having a hard time." The voice bounced around his head as he sat up.

He couldn't see anyone or sense them.

"No silly. I'm guessing you've never met another experiment. All the M-kids are afraid of you."

"Now, why would they be scared of me?" Koro-sensei flashed a smile as the voice chuckled.

"You can't hide things from me, Mr God of Death."

Koro-sensei frowned at that as the voice continued to laugh at him. It was an old voice, one of someone halfway through their life and experienced.

"Very perspective, God of Death. I'm Nikki. Nikki Teramoto, M-52. I'm starting a clan, and I want you to join us."

At the start, he saw her as another way to escape, but it didn't stay that way.

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"Oi, God of Death, wake up." Nikki's voice filled his head as Koro-sensei struggled. He was still strapped down, the experiment being placed in his back. "I have new recruits."

The link connecting them expanded. It was unlike anything he had felt before. Suddenly, there were two other voices in his head.

Nura Jumichi, a 36-year-old ex-doctor and Arima Kazashi, a late 20-year-old nurse who, struggled to hold down a job due to her wife's existence.

"Morning, Mr God of Death," Arima greeted, a soft tone to her voice.

"You sound terrible," Nura grumbled as Nikki tutted.

"Now, everyone, we agreed we wouldn't dig into him yet."

"Yet?" Koro-sensei managed to respond as Nikki chuckled.

"Of course. We can't put it off the table completely. What would be the fun in that?"

Arima giggled as the darkness too Koro-sensei, unable to stay awake anymore.

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"Nikki, calm down," Arima laughed as Nikki growled.

"Those little shits, threatening a member of our Clan! I should punch them through a wall. Show them true corporal punishment!"