First to the last period of the day - assassination (a Karmagisa fanfic )

Period 10: Unravelled

Nagisa laid awake in her bed, Kama sound asleep beside her as she laid on her side, staring at the peaceful look on the redhead's face.

For once, she was feeling calm. She figured it was probably from the redhead's soft breathing right next to her.

She felt herself starting to drift away. She couldn't help but reach her hand out towards the sleeping redhead, but stopped halfway for a moment, only to retract her hand back to herself.

She smiled, whispering under her breath, still looking at the redhead's face with half-lidded eyes. 'I may like you just as much, Karma-kun.'

She finally closed her eyes completely, letting out a quiet chuckle. 'God, what are you doing to me?'

——— 暗殺教室 ———

'Sir, I think I sprained my ankle.' Mimura muttered nervously to the trained assassin.

Mr. Shiota kneeled down on one knee to inspect the wound. 'Yes, definitely, but it should be healed in two days.' The man turned to his daughter, who was watching the scene unfold with an unidentifiable look on her face. 'Nagisa, help him, will you? There's a first aid kit in the kitchen.'

Nagisa didn't move immediately, which drew the attention of some of the other students can who were dead tired from their pushups.

'That's it?' Nagisa let out a small, shocked laugh. 'Fix him up and he can rest for two days? That is not what you tell me when I get hurt.'

'Yes, Nagisa.' The older man replied. 'I did tell you that I was going to go easy on them, didn't I?'

'This is training you gave me when I was in kindergarten. Is that how much you look down on them?' Everyone else had stopped their training at that point. Both daughter and father were giving out very intimidating auras that made them all back away.

'If I remember correctly, this was how much you looked down on them as well.' The blunette clenched her fists at that.

'You forced me to continue training when I was being hospitalised.'

'Do not bring that up.'

'Why not?' Nagisa's lips quirked upwards into a small, but twisted smile.

'Nagisa, oh Nagisa.... You need to learn your place.' The trained assassin laughed. 'You're lucky I didn't call back your mother from her business trip. She'd have been absolutely delighted to see you.'

'Don't you dare.' Nagisa warned through gritted teeth. 'You'd destroy everything you've worked for, and then you'd blame me for it.'

'Me? I would never dare.' He responded tauntingly, earning a growl from the blunette.

She stayed silent for a moment, before her father decided to taunt her again. 'Your classmates are staring~' Nagisa was more than well aware of that.

She stood, unmoving for a moment as she was torn between attacking the man and running away.

Before the boys could comprehend what was happening, Mr. Shiota has already dodged her first attack, and had started attacking back, barehanded.

Nagisa gritted her teeth in frustration as his punches left no room for her to attack back, since she was preoccupied with defending herself.