ᖇᗴᗩᗪY! ᗩIᗰ! ՏᕼOOT!

エピソード1

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The students of class 3-E were all sitted quietly on their seats as they waited for their teacher to arrive. No one spoke a word. The tension was on a whole different level. Each students had their head slightly down. Bodies stiff as a board.

Silence.

Just then a sudden very loud thud was heard just outside the school building. The windows shook by the strong gushed of wind that was created, alerting all the students that their teacher had arrived. In the hallway the educator walked closer and closer to the door of the class, making the students grow more and more anxious. The door opened, none of them look up. The teacher then place the roll call book on top of his desk, as he greeted his students.

"Now, then." A humanoid like yellow octopus spoke. Tentacles waving, face round as a ball, and a huge smile on his face with black beady eyes. "Let's begin homeroom. Class monitor, on your command."

"S-stand!" A blue haired boy with pigtails spoke as he stood up followed by his fellow peers from their seats, loaded their guns, READY, and AIMed at their target. Their teacher.

"Attention!"

Silence. No one moved a single muscle. They didn't utter a word. Eyes locked on the creature thing-y. Then...

"Bow!"

They SHOOT. Bullets that came from their guns rained, they tried to shoot their teacher, but very shot, he dodge it, from very inch. But still roll call continued.

"Good Morning. I'll be taking attendance, so please, fire all you like." He said, dodging the pink bullets with inhuman speed while holding the roll call book.

"Isogai-kun?"

"Present."

"My apologies. I'll need you to speak up, what with all this gunfire."

"Present!"

"Okajima-kun?"

"Present!"

"Okuda-san?"

"Present!"

Everyone kept shooting and re-loading their guns, and the octopus just simply dodge them.

"Kataoka-san?"

"Present!"

"kayano-san?"

"Present!"

"Kanzaki-san?"

"Present!"

And so the roll call continues, until the last student was called.

Everyone was tired and out of breath from the continuous shooting during the roll call.

"Everyone on time, I see." The yellow alien spoke as he closed the notebook. "Excellent!" He said enthusiastically, his face then turned  bright scarlet matching with a circle. "That makes me very happy."

"He's way too fast." A blonde female with blue eyes complained.

"So even the class at once can't bring him down?" A boy with dark brown haired and brown eye sighed.

We...

Are killers.

And our target...

Is our teacher.

"Too bad." He pointed his tentacle. "Not one of your bullets hit me today, either." The teacher mocked them. "Tactics that rely on sheer numbers neglect individual focus. Be it line of sight, barrel position, or finger movement, each of you are far too easy to read." The thing pointed out their mistake and the lacks. "You need to be more inventive. Otherwise," He pause. "You'll never be able to kill me. I can speed up to Mach 20, you know?"