Your Life in Class 3-E

Strategy Time

(Your pov)

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First period: Math

"As you could see, whatever we do, this number remains," Koro-Sensei explained as the piece of chalk in his tentacle squeaked against the blackboard. "Now, I know the concept of indivisibility is a beast, but if its fangs frighten you, I have just the solution..."

Normally, I would've laid back in my chair and stared out the window, but the fact that I see Karma pulling his gun from his jacket is keeping me on my toes. It's not like I don't want him to kill our teacher; that's exactly why were all hiding weapons underneath out textbooks. I just want to see what Koro-Sensei's reaction will be every time Karma strikes. Especially him. 

BANG!!!

"Karma?" Koro-Sensei turned around to face his students with Karma's BB gun in one of his tentacles. "It takes an anti-me BB far too long to reach its mark."

I turned around to look at Karma, then my eyes landed on his hand that was still raised. I stifled a snort when I saw his nails; they were decorated with multi-colored nail polish. Karma's face was a mix of shock and disgust. 

"I had time in my hands, so don't mind if I prettify yours," Koro-Sensei stated as he held up a couple of nail art supplies. 

"You mean tentacles," I muttered and glanced back at Karma. A couple of tick marks popped out on his forehead as he growled under his breath. 

Fourth period: Home Ed

I stared at the black pot on the stove as the water started to boil. My partner, Nakamura, went to the storage section to get some more salt, so I was alone for a while. 

"How's the soup going, (y/n)?" Koro-Sensei said behind my back. I jumped. 

"Y-yes, it's going pretty good so far," I stammered, surprised. "Nakamura is getting more salt."

"Alrighty, then. Come and tell me if you have any questions or concerns, okay?" Koro-Sensei then slithered to the other tables. I watched him as he approached Fuwa. 

"Let's see here. How are you doing, Fuwa?"

"I'm not totally sure," Fuwa frowned over her pot. "It's got a bizarre, tangy flavor to it, for some reason."

"Then let's give it a taste," Koro-Sensei replied and scooped a spoonful of Fuwa's soup and sipped it. 

My eyes narrowed when I saw Karma approach the two of them.

"Probably easier if you just start over from scratch," he said casually. Then he raised a fist above the pot handle. "How 'bout... toss it out?" He slammed his fist onto the handle, and hot soup went flying all over the place. Taking advantage of the confusion, Karma blindly swiped an anti-sensei knife at Koro-Sensei's spot. I closed my eyes in fear. 

One millisecond later...

"We wear an apron in home ed, Karma," Koro-Sensei stated. I opened my eyes a bit, and the first thing I saw was Karma in a pink apron. What was it with Karma's fashion sense? Today's an amusing day. "Oh, and don't worry; the soup is fine. I sucked it out of thin air and put it back into the pot. I also added a dash of sugar."

Fuwa dipped her spoon into the pot and put it in her mouth. Her eyes immediately brightened. "That's exactly what it needed!"

"Cute outfit," Terasaka snorted as Karma gritted his teeth and yanked his hat off. Then he looked over to me and gave me that don't you dare look. I raised an eyebrow. 

As we were cleaning up the pots and ingredients, Nagisa and I shared a look of distress. 

"It's not working," Nagisa frowned and absent-mindedly wiped the table. I didn't answer. Karma seems to know that too. Well, there's more to the day, right?

Fifth period: Language Arts

Koro-Sensei's non-stop blabbing was just a background noise to me as my head swirled with different thoughts. Every period Karma tried a new technique, and every time he failed. Koro-Sensei has weaknesses, sure. But he's the type of person-er, creature that will learn from his mistakes. Being attacked by Karma twice in a row within 30 minutes wasn't going to happen again to that guy. 

I heard a gun's trigger click softly from Karma's direction, and I knew instantly that Koro-Sensei will be on top of it in no time. 

"Even as I was thinking this," Koro-Sensei pressed Karma's forehead with one of his tentacles as he continued to read out of the book. "The red frog, having failed again, was making his way back. I was starting to get bored with it..." He had multiple tentacles brush and spray his hair. Karma was hopeless. 

I chuckled silently. The red frog, having failed again, was making his way back. How ironic. 

End

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