•The Assassin's Teacher• ((Saiki K. x Assassination Classroom Crossover))

Week's Training (Day 3)

Last Time...

He was only able to cause a slight stutter-step to his grandmother but other than that he was defeated for the day.

With Saiki (Limited)

The next day was even worse than the first two as his muscles ached from their constant usage.

Saiki looked in the mirror of his motel room, which he cleaned up. ("Why the fuck do you keep coming?" the manager at the front desk asked as Saiki came back in for another night's sleep, "Gosh! Are you stupid, or do you just not understand that this might as well have the shittiest rooms in the world?")

He looked at least three times more muscular as he did when he first joined. He didn't really like it, and to go with this, Saiki was, fortunately, able to control his psychic strength, but not his natural strength that he got from everyday training, and throwing kids around and killing co-workers as his full-time job.

Saiki got ready into some normal attire, that Kiyo bought him when he kept showing up to train in full suits and ties. ("You can't train like that K-Dog unless you're being recorded. May I remind you: you are not." Kiyo scolded him, "Come on, we're buying you some new clothes." Kiyo shook her head as she muttered and walked away not before she flicked Kusuo's head back, "By the time you're gone, all of my money would probably be yeeted out of Earth and into space")

So that was how Kiyo spent more than enough money on work out clothes for his grandson, who could if he really wanted to, reset all the clothes so he can re-wear them the next day.

And day three was a blur to the teen, as the days like the last began and ended like usual.

Today at seven in the morning Saiki was outside of the lousy excuse of a retirement home, 'Good grief, am I ever going to get coffee jelly?'

"Come on Kusuo we don't get all day!" Kiyo said as she scurried to the beach. "I was waiting for you," he dragged on as he followed right next to her on the beach.

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"So what are we going to do?" Saiki asked as he looked around the area, the beach was very full. Unlike the last days where they were empty.

"I expected this to happen," Kiyo said, as she looked around the beach.

"How?" Her grandson asked he wasn't sure if Kiyo knew by gut feeling or if it was precognition.

"Because I'm that fucking awesome, have you not known me?" she asked as she became sarcastic, "Hello," she bowed as if greeting Saiki for the first time. "I'm Kiyo Saiki, your fucking grandmother on your father's side of the family. Here's a quick thing you should know about me: I am also a psychic, just. Like. You," she threw Saiki's head back again, his neck began to ached.

She waved her fingers in the air.

"Follow me, K-Dogg, change of plans!"

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Instead of staying in Okinawa for water manipulation, they went abroad to some random place, Kusuo didn't care enough to know where he was, plus it's not like he was in danger to anything.

"Ooh Kusuo look what I found~," Kiyo had a devil's smirk, he could just feel it, he had a bit of Karma Déjà Vu.

Saiki turned around as he saw a stink bug in his grandmother's hand and yelped. Creating an explosion in the water, that soon died out.

After Kiyo laughed, but then regained her composure to begin taking care of what needed to be actually done.

Kusuo today was actually able to raise water in the air, and he did it so well, unlike the last days he was able to remove the salt from the ocean and feed it to animals who needed freshwater, since it was lacked, since the water was toxic to animals who drank it, mostly because of oil spills.

'Really, people should understand that this stuff kills'

Saiki rached his hand into a glop of oil that washed up onto shore. "Tell me about it kid" Kiyo cleaned her nails as she sat on a stumped tree.

"I tried 'fixing' humanity for years, people just have a special talent of fucking things up,"

Saiki nodded his head as he continued to work, now mostly for the sake of humanity he cleaned up what needed to be cleaned a long time ago.

Kiyo suddenly stood up and clapped her hands.

"Next task!"

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This time Kiyo had the dangerous and not-so-great idea of standing only a few hundred kilometers from the sun.

They both stood arms crossed floating in space, with metal face covering helmets to protect them from the sun.

"Why are we doing this again?" The boy with pink hair asked as he looked now up at his grandma, who was spiraling in space, whooping and spinning as her heart told her to.

"Because it's fun!" She now did a swimming motion above her grandson.

The boy groaned, he already knew what she was going to say.

"Now Ku-Dogg with a capital 'C' stop me from raising the sun,"

She lifted her arms and the sun shifted a bit.

The force applied to the sun made it hard to move since the natural force pulling it up and the gravitational force pulling it down, haven't changed in who knows how long.

Kusuo gave kudos to his grandmother, it takes strength to move the sun.

But now he needed to focus on practicing himself, but not before he got a text he needed to check first.

Jelavic
What are you doing in an area of 27 million degrees Fahrenheit? What are you doing to begin with. Don't destroy humanity, it says or in Okinawa but we don't see you anywhere. You know you aren't allowed to use your powers like that in public.

Jelavic
Hey asshole! Don't leave me on 'read'!

Saiki shut off his phone, he'll remind himself to answer her later.