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- Nagisa's POV -
Everyone was on edge now. With no one to protect the girls from being used as toys or even hurt, things could get rough from here. And, it's all my fault.
I know that already.
I crawled myself in a corner while we all waited for that sound of the door unlocking. But after a bit more than 15 minutes, that never came.
"Koro-sensei?" Kimura eyed our teacher, who was in my hands. I seriously don't know why people would entrust a slowpoke like me to hold something literally worth 10 billion yen.
"Hm? Yes Kimura-kun?"
The black-haired middleschooler scratched his head in frustration. "I-If the girls don't make it back-"
"They will, in due time."
"But, they've already taken up 15 minutes of our time. This mastermind, didn't he say we had a time limit before he'd blow up the medicine?" Those words struck our brains, making us recall that horrendous voice over the phone.
I covered my mouth with my hand, getting dizzier by the minute. "Oh god!"
"Now now, don't worry. There would be absolutely no reason to blow up medicine they've worked so hard on if there wasn't a catch. Maybe he wants to see his long lost son or something! And one of you guys, may be his target." Koro-sensei's optimistic voice didn't chase away our worries though.
"And what do you suggest we do if he ends up blowing half the class's remedies up?" Karma aggressively asked, a finger on his lip. He eyed the still smiling teacher with a bead of sweat rolling down his face.
We all knew the answer to that question.
Koro-sensei chuckled at the obvious and most simple answer. "Easy. We just give up. Bounty money's his, and our entire class will get out in one piece. Plus, the world will stay intact for longer than just a school year."
"No!" Without thinking straight, I was true with my feelings and screamed out the first thing that I thought of. "There's no way we could give you up."
Terasaka sighed. "No matter how many times we tried to kill you, you're still our teacher and we don't want no stranger to be the one to gain 10 billion yen."
"Nyrufufufu!" Our teacher laughed at his student's comment. "If you have the time to get all confident, use that energy to give our little ladies hope!"
Just as his words of wisdom was starting to settle us down, several large men busted through the door. They held most of the girls back as they were struggling pretty roughly.
Two people in particular caught my eye. One was Kayano, who was completely held back but still kicking. Her eyes were focused on a guy with a hat, who looked like he was a little high. He was slightly blushing as he snapped his fingers at the man holding my green-haired friend. They brought her close to him, but she still looked pissed off.
"My dad's extremely famous around here, ya' know? I can sue you for everything you've got for that little kick you gave me to the lip short stuff," the guy in the cap bragged, annoying the absolute hell out of me.
I hid Koro-sensei behind my back as he caught a glimpse of me. His creepy smile sent shivers down my spine as he took a step forward away from Kayano, but towards me. He did have a little blood on his lip from where Kayano probably beat him at.
"Ehh, is this green-haired girl your friend?" He asked, kinda sounding like a sadist.
I glanced at Kayano, who was nowhere near breaking free from one of this guy's, I presume bodyguards. This supposed rich guy stepped forward one more time before I was scared enough to answer. "Y-Yeah. She's with me."
He started to molest my fricking neck with his hand, almost cradling it in a weird way. "Well, she just started kicking me, and that hurts if you didn't know."
The hair on my neck stood up as he stroked it very pervertedly.
"She must've had a reason to do something so voilent. Th-There's no other way. Can, you let go of me please?" He did as I asked, but did something even worse.
The guy harshly lifted my chin with his middle and index finger, stroking my chin as he stared into my eyes. His breath smelled distinctively like cigarettes. Lots of them.
"But I didn't do anything lovely. She just flat-out attacked me," he said with a stronger grip on me now. He inched ever so closer, his breath almost making me retch. "So how are you gonna pay?" He whispered his words into my ear, lightly licking it.
"Okay that's just a lie!" Kayano shouted, making him turn his attention away from me. "You're the one who just started grabbing my ass before I decided I had enough, you fiend!"
He just smirked at her retort. "Aw well! Caught red-handed, what else? Am I gonna suddenly end up in jail?" He moved his hand from my chin to my shoulder, moving away the shirt and jacket that covered it. "Bullshit."
I looked away from the sight, feeling his cold hand trickle down my collarbone and sliding across it.
'Please, stop this right now. I'm begging you.'
"Alright I've seen enough already you creepy little horndog," a familiar voice answered my prayers as Karma shoved this pervert away from me. His collar was held in Karma's hands as his hat fell off from his head.
"What're you-?"
"Touch Nagisa or anyone else from our group of friends ever again, and I'll beat you into a ball of unidentified human meat and flesh. Got that?" He smirked as his hand stretched across the guy's face.
Yep, that scared him to absolute death.
"A-Alright already! Just don't hurt me you fricking sadist!" He sweated a fountain as Karma dropped him on his bottom. Karma scoffed at his cowardice actions.
"Hypocrite," Karma whispered as he pulled me into him. He readjusted my shirt while covering up Koro-sensei with his overshirt. "You okay, Nagisa?"
"Uh, y-yeah. Thanks a bunch," I thanked him in a soft voice, glaring at the guy who was now talking to his bodyguards. Karma looked at him as well, eyes filled with hate and distrust.
A snicker came from the high student as he put on his hat again. "Whatever, your green-haired friend is still gonna go to court, along with her parents if she so wishes."
"My parents are gone," Kayano told him the bitter truth, which only made him laugh more. "There's nothing funny about it!"
He actually had to catch his breath before speaking. "Aww, the poor gal is trying to gain sympathy from Yuji Norita and is failing miserably."
This, Yuji person, stared back at me with a sense of lust in his eyes. With no more walls to curl up into, I just hugged Koro-sensei tighter.
"Hey! Stop staring at Nagisa or we'll make you into an even worse looking waste of oxygen!" Fuwa threatened Yuji while trying really hard to break free from his men's grasp.
"Just what exactly are you gonna do?!" Kataoka tried biting the men's finger, but failed to even make them flinch.
Yuji placed his hand on Kayano's head, covering one of her pigtails. "I'm taking shortie here to court to sue her. And if she can't pay for the damages, I guess she'll have to rely on you guys and your school." He smirked an evil smirk. "Now wouldn't that be wonderful?"
'Just like how we first met Bitch-Sensei., but instead, we know for a fact that we hated Yuji Norita.'
__________It's sad cause I actually really like Yuji. XD. But he shall now be a high pervert with a ladies obsession. So not that different from season 1... I still don't know how to write in Nagisa's character realistically. He's fricking Nagisa, I can't predict what he'll do in situations like this. But people like Karma and Kataoka, I can think of something. Oh well. Bare my writing please and thank you. 👍👋
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