Quick Strategies [Assassination classroom - Nagisa x Fem!Reader x Karma]

-Chapter Six-

"(Y/N)? Is something the matter?" His tone sounded a little uncaring, which had been noted. The smile still on his face. Also noted. The strawberry milk in his hand, noted as well, because why not?

After moments of silence, Karma dismisses me and focuses on someone behind us.

"Oh? So this is the infamous Korosensei?" He walks passed us, strawberry milk carton still in hand and goes to greet the Octo-teacher. I turn around to see his free hand slip into his pocket. I thought I saw something stuck to his palm but I couldn't say so for sure. Noted. "Wow, he really does look like an octopus." He pointed out. Korosensei, pointed a tentacle finger in the air. "You must be Karma Akabane, correct? I heard your suspension was up today. But that's no excuse to be late on your first day back." Korosensei lectured, his face turning bright purple. Karma just chuckled softly. "It's hard to get back into the swing of things." He said innocently. "And feel free to call me by my first name." He added, getting closer to Korosensei. "It's nice to meet you, Sensei." He held out his free hand for the teacher creature to shake. "Likewise. Let's make this a fun year." Suddenly, everything around me felt like it was in slow motion. My thoughts began adding up. Even if I had no evidence, could the stuff on the palm of Karma's hand be anti-sensei beads or something? Going on a wild guess, I get ready for what happens next. Slowly, their hands meet and begin to connect. I could hear my own heart beat, I tuned out everyone and everything around me.

As soon as their hands connect, everything turned normal again. 

Pop! 

Korosensei's tentacle hand explodes, yellow goo dripping from Karma's clench hand and Korosensei's tentacle. He then tossed his drink over his shoulder, a knife slipping into his hand that was hidden in his sleeve. He took a quick swing at the teacher, but it didn't seemed to be quick enough. "Wow, you're as fast as they said." His voice cooed, and looked at his hand. "And these knives are effective as they say." He added. "I cut one up into tiny little pieces and stuck them to my hand." That explained it. My guess had been correct. He went on. "But I'm surprised you fell for such a simple move." He held up his hand, showing the small pieces of an anti-sensei knife on his palm. 

"You jumped back so far, too. What are you, a scaredy-cat?" He taunted. It was very surprising, I could feel the shock on Nagisa and Sugino's face. No one was able to hurt Korosensei. He had been the first one.

"I heard Korosensei means 'Korosenai' or 'Unkillable'." He waltzed closer towards the target, a grim and sadistic look on his face. Korosensei's tentacle managed to grow back at least. The red-head bent and looked up towards the creatures face with his scary expression. "But what's this? Could you be a pushover after all?" His words had infuriated the teacher, his face turning red as his blood pumped, causing veins to show on his face.

Next to me, I hear Kayano. "Nagisa, (Y/N), what kind of person is Karma?" Nagisa decides to answer. "Well... we were in the same clas in first and second year. But he was suspended due to his persistently violent behavior. Those violent tendencies are also what landed him in Class E. But here, he might just top the class." A small memory comes to mind after he said so.

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"Karma! I asked for you to keep him away from me, not hurt him!" A small me cried, tears streaming down my face while I stood in front of a beaten up boy. "Move, Chan. He'll leave you alone for good after I'm done." The red haired child insisted as he attempted to move me aside. "No! I think he's had enough!" I turn my head towards the bruised boy. "Go." I demanded. He did as ordered and ran away. Karma hissed and snapped at me as I tried to hold him back long enough for the kid to run.

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"How do you mean?" Kayano asked. "When it comes to weapons and foul play, Karma's got us all beat." Karma had played with the knife like some sort of pocket knife, still holding that confident grin as he walked towards the class. "Does that mean he can beat you, (Y/N)?" I sigh and close my eyes. "Possibly. But we'll see." I cross my arms and go quiet again, beginning to go into thought.