Yumiko's POV
"Good morning, Yumiko-san, Karma-kun." I heard Nagisa call."Good morning Nagisa-Kun." I replied.
"Mornin, Nagisa." I heard my twin greet from beside me.
But before we could say anything else, I heard Korosensei talking.
"A class versus class ball game tournament, is it? Cultivating healthy minds and bodies through sports— most excellent! But why is E class not in the tournament brackets?" Korosensei asked.
"E class doesn't get entered into the tournament. Due to the splendid reason that there would be an odd number of teams. Instead we have to play in the exhibition game at the end." Mimura explained.
"Exhibition?"
Basically, I just zoned out from the rest of their talk. I wasn't interested in hearing how the E class is being mistreated. And besides, I didn't really have the strength to listen. Karasuma-sensei has been sending me on more missions than usual. I just got back from one just yesterday at 3 in the morning.
Sure, I'm an assassin, and I have the stamina, but this is too much even for me. Though I think Karasuma-sensei isn't too happy about it either. He has tons of reports to submit, and he just apologised to me yesterday for all the recent Missions. Guess he thinks that it interferes with my school life...
But honestly, I haven't been feeling well these few days. I might be getting a fever...
However, my thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a baseball ready Korosensei.
Erm... what did I miss?
I turned to Karma. "Hey Karma, what did I miss?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing much. Just the explanation on the exhibition matche-"
He didn't even get to finish before I started into a coughing fit.
"Hey hey, are you alright? You seem paler than usual." Karma said while rubbing my back.
I gave him one of my fake reassuring smiles. "I'm just fine. My throat just suddenly got abit itchy. That's all,"
Luckily for me, he believed me and didn't press on.
I think I might be sick...
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We just ended the girls basketball exhibition match. Even though we tried our best, we still lost.
"Man! That was too bad."
"Yeah! We'll get them next time!"
"I'm sorry. I was the one who dragged us down." Kayano apologised.
"That's not true."
"Don't worry about it."
"When I saw the bobbing boobs on those Basketball players, the rage and bloodlust just made me see nothing but red and I..." Kayano was explaining.
"What's up with your animosity towards big boobs?!"
"Hey, Yumiko," I looked up to see Hayami-san talking to me.

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Karma's Sister (Assassination Classroom)
FanfictionI am 15 this year. My hair is Apple red. Since young, I have been trained as a assassin. I am a pro. They called me a prodigy as I managed to kill at least 1000 people. I have been given the nickname, Scarlet Demon. I do not own assassination class...