Assassination Classroom: 365 Days Page #5

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B-But--

Hey, Nagisa, aren't you getting

a tad full of yourself?

Huh?

Here you are, the most gifted

assassin in the E Class,

and you're suggesting

we just quit this assassination?

What about the talentless students

who've still been

trying their hardest to kill him?

To put it another way,

it's like a hot woman

telling a bunch of homely ones

they should all quit trying so hard

to find boyfriends.

Th-That's not what I...

Besides, when it comes to assassination,

you're way better than me.

You saying that

just ticks me off even more.

Isn't it more like

you're the worst at understanding

how the less powerful feel?

No! That's not it!

I'm being honest with my feelings!

Do you hate Koro Sensei?

We saw that movie with him...

and had all kinds of fun!

That's just it!

That octopus put everything he had

into making a fun classroom

that wouldn't turn out lazy losers like you!

This classroom couldn't exist

if our bloodlust were blunted!

Can't you see all his hard work?

Or do you have little-kid brains

to match your body?

Oh?

Huh? What's with that look?

An itty-bitty mouse like you,

defying a human?

I just...

Got something to say?

How about you say it

after beating me in a fight for once?

I'll gladly take you on. Bring it.

Q. Q Q Q. Q 'H Q. Q 'H

'an.

...am not going off half-assed!

Why, you...

Stop that!

What the hell are you two trying to prove?!

Urgh! This guy is crazy strong...!

Dammit! Chill out already!

"A junior-high fight? Most excellent!"

That's what Koro Sensei said, anyway.

You sound nothing like him.

The class was split right down the middle.

In the end, Koro Sensei suggested

a kind of battle royale

to settle things once and for all.

Two teams, "kill" and "don't kill":

Both had their arguments,

each with Koro Sensei in mind.

At the time, we could say we'd save him,

but we had no way of doing it.

I couldn't buy into such a reckless,

pie-in-the-sky idea.

Still, I wanted to save

our beloved Koro Sensei.

And I thought you were getting emotional,

betraying the lessons

he'd risked his life to teach.

But I--

I--

Ever since first year...

To put it simply, I looked up to Karma.

He did what he wanted

and was completely unafraid.

And yet, he was smart

and could do anything.

So I was happy when he talked to me,

and we started to hang out.

But we couldn't stay friends for long.

He could stand where he did

because he had the strength to win.

His was a stage

I could never hope to share.

He must have gotten bored,

being on my stage with me.

By the time he had gotten suspended,

we'd gone back

to being plain old classmates.

He's a harmless little mouse,

making him one of the few people

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