Karma's Twin Sister

Part 11

(F/n) pov

Flashback*

Your opponent is in front of you what do you do

kill his mind and soul

once his mental state is down, go in for the kill

Flashback ends*

I prepared my mind and was about to stab him. When Karma appeared before me. He bent down and gently whispered into my ears.

"Calm down (f/n), he is not here. So drop your blade."

The redness covering my vision disappeared. And something streamed down my face.

"Really?" I asked.

"He's gone don't worry" he assured me. "You'll never see him again."

"Never again?"

He nodded.

I relaxed and fell into his arms. My vision starts to darken.

(A/n) this conversation is inaudible for the rest of the class except for koro sensei who is writing everything down into his notebook. (Surprise surprise)

Karma pov

Sigh~ I lifted her up bridal style.
"I'll let you guys clean up the mess," I said and walked away while carrying her to the building.

Its that time of year again eh.
I can't believe he still has this much influence on you after all these years.

No matter I will release you from this curse no matter how many times it takes.

I gently put her down on to an infirmary bed and let her rest.

I can feel a smirk revealing itself.
"After all I owe you that much for not noticing sooner back then...."

Nagisa pov

"Now that the nuisance is gone your dear old daddy is gonna have to teach you kids, a lesson." Takaoka stood up still a little weak from (f/n)'s attack.

Karasuma was about to say something but stopped when Takaoka walks over to his bag, waving the anti-sensei knife. "But we won't be using these old things." He throws it away and then stabs a metal knife on to the ground. "No, you'll be killing me...and that means...you'll need the real thing." We all took a step back. A real knife?

"Enough! They're neither trained nor prepared to kill a human!" Karasuma--sensei shouts anxiously. Takaoka stands up. "Relax—stopping just before contact will count as a hit. And I'm barehanded. What more of a handicap do you want?"

"Well, Karasuma? Pick one! It's that, or obey me unconditionally!" He yells, picking the knife back up and throws it at Karasuma-sensei's feet. He picked it up turned around and hesitated. We are all scared of being chosen, but for some unknown reason, I am calm. "Nagisa, will you do it?" He asks, stopping in front of me. I look up in surprise. "As someone charged with an assassination mission to save the Earth, I consider you all fellow professionals. And as such, the very least compensation you do deserve is the guarantee of a normal junior-high life. So there's no need to force yourself to take this knife." He said.

I look down at the knife in his hands and look back into his eyes. None of my family members would look me in the eye like this. I don't know why he chose me. I took the knife from his hands, shocking everyone. If he's the one handing me the knife, I know I can trust him. And I can't forgive what happened to Kanzaki and Maehara, even almost making (f/n) go down a path of no return.
"I'll do it," I said and put the knife into my mouth, just touching my teeth.

"Your eyes must be going bad, Karasuma." Takaoka laughs. Once I am ready, Takaoka takes off his jacket, throwing it away. "Bring it on!" He shouts, waving for me to start. I point my knife over at him.

Flashback*

"Now listen: for Takaoka, this is combat, meant to serve as a warning. But for you, it's an assassination. You don't need to show your strength. Just make contact once. One time and you can win." Karasuma-sensei's voice rings in my head.

Flashback end*

I just have to remember Karasuma-sensei's advice: That's right—I don't have to fight him to win. I just need to kill him.

So with a smile on my face, I walk right up to him. Completely normal, like walking to school. And I swing my knife at his head. That's when Takaoka-sensei first realized he was about to be killed.
Startled, he loses his balance. Everyone gets startles when they're about to be killed. Even Koro-sensei. With his center of balance shifted to the back, I grab his shirt, pull him down, and go in for the kill.
"Gotcha."

Karasuma's POV

"Gotcha." Nagisa smiles, his knife on Takaoka's throat. Everyone is shocked by what happened.
He has exceeded my every expectation! You would never find that kind of talent in everyday life! The talent to hide his bloodlust on his approach, to use that bloodlust to frighten his foe, to be so assured of going through with it all! That chill I felt during training...what if that had been a real assassination? He doesn't have a knack for combat or for violence—that's a knack for assassination! Should I even encourage that kind of talent?

Nagisa smiles slightly, but then sweatdrop. "Oops! Was I not supposed to use the back of my knife?"

"That's enough!" A tentacle reaches out to take away his knife, and the target starts eating it. "That's the match, Karasuma-sensei. Honestly, are you out of your mind, giving a real knife to a student? What if he'd hurt himself?" The octopus yells, not sure if it's towards Takaoka or me.

I smiled as I watched Nagisa as he smiled while the others praise him.

(A/n): later the principal comes along
I'm sure you all know what happened and because I'm lazy... well you get the idea.