Project: Karma

08 | Outside the Cage

<Koro-sensei>
Hmm, that's strange.
I examined the reports from Project: Death and it mentioned how the structures of his brain had undone itself from his overall conscience.

Probably we'll need to go in and get our hands dirty for the fix. I stared at the wall clock at home and noticed that it was 3am.

I opened up another page on my laptop and sent out emails to the scientists working with me and one to the staff in the other departments. With the alterations going on with the infamous Death, the other projects and department has to close down momentarily.

We wouldn't want to invite the other scientist in hopes that it would be their last time watching their creations be obliterated.

With Project: Death, he is a handful himself. Who would of thought that enabling emotions would backfire on us. If we could go back to that time ten years ago, we wouldn't have proposed that idea.

That's why I was skeptical about Nagisa's work, it can really do some damage.
But there is a difference between the two of us. Her kindling light will guide Karma, when I was younger and foolish, I had no other passion than to create a monster out of Death.

Karma, if anything, may be the most potential subject out of all and even the most dangerous one at that if time permits. That is, if he learns how to endure it all.
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<Nagisa>
The morning I woke up, I had received an email from the facility, directly from Koro-sensei himself. It was short and to the point and even the signed part was just his initials.

Don't come to work today.
Okay. Now that's been established rather unexpectedly, I thought of things to do to fill the time after school.
I wonder where I'll go today? Maybe shopping for desk supplies? I do need more pens.

Wait. That just reminded me. If I can't go to work today. It means that I can't see if the alterations worked for Karma! Usually, changes take up to 24 hours to install and process. I'll miss this day and won't see him today.

Nagisa, looks like you have to wait for now. You can do it, hopefully.
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Once I finished my two morning lectures, I was surprised to the fact that a ride had came for me. My dad was here.

"Hop in, I'll drive you to work." He said through the window that was rolled down.

"Ah, but they canceled work today." I said back when I opened the car door.

"Home then?"

"Well. Can you drive me to the park? Mom doesn't know."

"Sure."

You could say that the car ride was awkward. However, it was better than being in the same car with mom. It's like driving with a bomb that will go off any second.

"Nagisa, I've bought this up before. I think it's best that you move out. Get a place of your own."

"Dad, you know that I can't just leave mom. Even if she's not...the best." I spoke, "I've been commuting all this time."

"You're already 21. I think it's time. Your mother can manage and is capable without you."

"Yeah but it's too much of a hassle actually." I sighed, "finding a place and everything."

"I'll help you." My dad blurted.

I glanced over at my dad and saw how determined he was to get me out of that hell of a house.

"I couldn't be a proper father to you at all." His voice shallow and slow. "Let me help."

"Dad, you have to give yourself some credit." I giggled, "just look at your little girl."