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Everyone asked me questions about Korosensei, but I told them absolutely nothing. I didn't care anymore. I ended up getting Karma to take me home afterwards. I couldn't handle it anymore. I couldn't be at the school anymore. Karma ended up just taking me to a store not too far from the school. We grabbed something to eat for breakfast. Well, Karma got breakfast and I just took some of his. We eventually made it back up to the school.

"You know, I miss your boobs." He said as we got back to the school. "They were so big and bouncy. Now you have nothing at all."

"Do you really care about that in a person?" I asked him.

"Not really. I guess maybe it was just you. Now you look so much like Nagisa I don't know how I'll tell you apart when I see you together."

I realized that when I started here, I was much different. I had long, white hair, a huge chest and absolutely no emotion to anyone. Just murder. As I went on, I started changing because of Korosensei. It was because of him that I met an old friend, found my brother, can stand up against my father, found Karma, and most of all, got my missing memories back. All because of Mizuki.

"Karma, if you knew the truth, you would be more like me. It's not up to tell you about Korosensei and his past, but let's just say it wasn't a good one."

Wasn't good? Mizuki was a world class assassin at our age. The Grim Reaper by his last year of Elementary. For three years he was tortured. Finally, when I was ten, they got something out of the poor teenage soul. He fell in love with the woman who was keeping him alive. She didn't know what she was doing, but she was really killing him, and there is no excuse for murder for no reason. At least us assassins have reasons. She was just a school teacher who was tricked into something she shouldn't have been in. Actually, it was her choice. All of it was her choice. She could have let the children go. She could have let Mizuki go. He should have been graduating high school when he became a monster. He's 23 now. The man trapped inside the monster is just a confused teenage boy. He acts like a man, showing his juniors how to survive life.

I left Karma to his breakfast. I found Korosensei helping some students make a sand castle. He was bringing water back and forth as fast as he could until they had enough. I decided to help them.

I dropped to my knees, tentacles coming out of my neck. I sighed, helping with the castle plans as best as I could. I saved it from topping over once when Korosensei ran off for more water.

It was falling over so much, I had to use all of my tentacles to keep it from falling.

"Just let it fall, Kaiko. It's pretty much gone already. There's no use in saving it." Rio told me.

Tears rushed down my face. "No! I'm not giving up on it! I am going to fix it even if it takes me all day! It isn't going away! It isn't going to die!" I yelled, trying to fix it.

Korosensei saw me, and forced me to let the castle go. He wrapped his arms around me. "Kai, sometimes you need to let things go. There isn't any other choice. We can rebuild the castle."

I nodded. "We can't rebuild you though. Korosensei, did it ever accrue to you that we need you? That when you say you have to die, everyone is going to cry? That we won't want to kill you?"

He sighed. "Kaiko, I know that you'll be able to do it, even if nobody else can."

I shook my head. "I won't do it. I know what I said earlier, but I can't do it. I can't even bring myself to hold a knife or a gun anymore. Karma took me for breakfast and I couldn't even touch a plastic knife. I've gone from one of the best assassins in the world to a crying mess. You know that it's your fault, right?" I asked him.

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