AnKyouXKHR
Beauty As the Beast
ARC I - Her Arrival in Class E
Target Period 04 Wrong Parental Time, First Period

"She’s doing fine in that class." A guy that is wearing a fedora hat with a green chameleon that is sitting on his shoulder said to the brunet reading his report. "What are you worrying about? She’s more capable than the other children here."

The brunet that is sitting on his swivel chair sighs in worry and the fedora wearer saw through his worry, he sighs as well.

"Trust your decision,” He began, “and trust her more than to anyone."

The current boss bit his lower lip with knitted eyebrows.
 
*****

“Don’t look away!”

“Predict your target’s moves.”

“If you can all do that, you’ll block off every last one of his escape routes!”

Satsuki wanted to applaud; Karasuma Tadaomi and clearly knew what to teach. When she’s still being taught by Reborn, these are the exact same words he told her.

Another day will be finished again, yet Korosensei is still alive. That’s to be expected, with his speed and creativity, his ability to predict things, it’s no wonder; on the other hand, if Korosensei isn’t like this, he’ll be long dead already.

The Class E will be going to their fourth month of training, and more and more students are showing promises.

For example: Isogai Yuuma and Maehara Hiroto.

They’ve got great reflexes, and when they work as a pair, their knives hit them more often now.

Akabane Karma: he seems like the lazy, laid-back type at first glance, but there’s great eagerness for mischief in those eyes.

Okano Hinata’s unpredictable movement born of her gymnastics background.

Kataoka Megu, whose reach and physical performance rivals the boys’.

Including Satsuki, these students will make exceptional attackers.

All Karasuma accounted.

He's obviously proud of these children’s growth.

Karasuma’s observations have halted upon feeling something, he felt like he’ll be killed from behind.

Not knowing what caused this feeling, Karasuma’s instinct quickly makes his reflexes to act. Whatever, whoever would that be, Karasuma with the strong power of his muscles, elbowed that and flipped it.

“Ouch…”

It turns out that it is Shiota Nagisa.

Karasuma quickly went to him, helping the student to stand, apologizing for what he had done.

As everyone stays still staring at the scene, Satsuki narrows her eyes at Nagisa, with sweat drop on her cheek.

‘Nagisa’s bloodlust?’

The final bell of the day.

“Man, I just can’t hit him!”

“Karasuma-sensei has, like, no openings at all.”

The students that are being left behind by the Government Agent complain, while Kurahashi walks up to their teacher, inviting him to join them for some snacks, but he rejects it professionally, and this begins another complaint from them. Something about no chinks in his private life, and that they felt that Karasuma has built a wall between them.

It's understandable why, but it is still saddened the group of teens.

From where they are standing, they could see a man taller than Karasuma, standing there and carrying tons of paper bags.

The man is still far away from where she’s standing, but Satsuki head’s gone haywire. She suddenly felt bad, like that man brings some danger. Her eyes narrow as the man who introduces himself to them.

“Hey! I’m Takaoka Akira, and I’ll be assisting Karasuma as of today! Nice to meet you, E-Class!”

The paper bags are actually full of cakes, from cheapest to most expensive ones. Everyone is amused, Korosensei drools on it even. But Satsuki doesn’t feel the same; the way this man laughs and acts all like a neighborhood uncle, won’t remove the headache she has right now.

Also… because he reminded Satsuki of someone that she hates the most.

Without a word she, and Karma left the field.

Karma passes Karasuma with a bored expression, while Satsuki halts next to their instructor.

“Karasuma-sensei, do we really need him here?”

Karasuma sighs, “It’s the decision from higher up.”

This time it is Satsuki’s turn to let out a sigh, she understands their PE instructor’s position. He is but a dog that will only obey his owner’s orders.

“Then I have a request: Don’t ever take your eyes away from everyone, especially to that man.”

Karasuma thinks that she only says this because of her experience as assassin; that Satsuki is simply being careful of someone she just met.

“Sensei. Let me share something about killers like me.” His eyes landed to her. “Assassins, simply put murderers’ instincts are far sharper than you all. After all, we live in a dark world.” With those words, Satsuki continues her way to the classroom.

The very next day, that man really took over their PE class, but before he began, he declared a very unfavorable new schedule first. Satsuki’s eyebrow flinches as she is still enduring a headache that she had since that man came.

“Great! The gang’s all here!”

‘Ughhh! His voice irritates my head even more!’

“Starting today, things might get a little tough, but I’ll have more delicious treats for you when it’s all over!”

‘He’s really like him…’

“Ain’t you just want to eat them yourself!” everyone laughs after he admits, save Satsuki.

Peaking towards the Teacher’s office, Satsuki tries to see if Karasuma takes her advice, but seeing the lack of presence of the instructor on the window, her eyes feel all disappointed.

“With your new training regimen.”

‘Fuck…’ she curses internally, ‘it’ll be nice to just kill this instructor right at this moment.’

Satsuki who isn’t paying attention to Takaoka’s bubbling, finally paid attention as her “instinct” flares even more, upon receiving the new schedule, her eyebrows knitted. Their “PE class” fills their whole day, and the day will only end at nine in the evening.

Her eyes narrow; ‘Even Reborn’s training has never overkill like this!’.

“This much is obvious! Following this curriculum will boost your abilities by leaps and bounds!”

Her “instinct” flares even more, that she forces her one eye being kept open, while the other eye already given up.

“Are you alright Satsuki?” Nagisa whispers to her, while Maehara complains, standing at a very close distance at their instructor.

“I’m good, Nagi… sa!” the next thing they witness is Takaoka kneed Maehara on his stomach, everyone is shocked just as Nagisa and Satsuki.

Isogai and Okano quickly went to Maehara.

Seeing Maehara curled and down, gripping his stomach in pain, something clicks inside Satsuki, she realized that these students ain’t like her. They never live in the same world as her, and there are fragile like glass.

No, it wasn’t like she forgets these facts; it is just that she overestimated them, thus she let her guard down.

Even so, it is not excused. She clicks her tongue.

‘Such a fool!’

“It’s like I said: we’re a family, and I’m the dad. Show me a family that doesn’t obey their dad. If you want to sit out that’s fine. I’ll just use my authority to bring in new students to replace you. But I don’t want to have to do that. After all, you’re my precious family.”

‘What precious family? You were nothing by a beast!’

Takaoka who is already walks to the side, speaking nonsense things about being family, is now raising his hand to their classmate Kanzaki.

Everyone gasps at what they witnessed.

Nothing falls in on Kanzaki’s face like everyone is expecting.

Takaoka’s eyebrow twitched in irritation, yet he kept his smile on by force.

The person standing in-between Kanzaki and Takaoka sighs, and with purple-colored eyes along with great bloodlust glared up at the instructor.

“We’re Heroes, you’re Zero. So, fuck off.” the hand that holding the instructor’s wrist, tightens its grips making Takaoka to writhe in pain.

“You Bitch!”

“What it is Pig?”

“How dare you disobey your father?!!!”

“Huh?” she scowls, “I have no pig for a father, nor anyone in this class.”

Takaoka is able to take back his wrist, or on what everyone has witnessed, their classmate let him go. With another fist coming down to their classmate, everyone saw how she pushed him with only a single hand. He flew away from them. The brunette sighs.

Sugino, “Kanzaki-san!”

Nagisa, “Satsuki!”

Both teens run towards their classmates at the same time Karasuma comes in, seeing what the outcome of his colleague’s class is.

“Is this how you treated your father?! You disobey me and disrespect me!”

“You hurt one of us, and you are about to do the same to another one.”

“It’s called disciplined”

“Since when does a pig have the right to discipline humans?”

“Why you cannot understand! This is to save the world!”

“Oh my, the world will be much better without pigs like you.”

‘There it is again, Satsuki’s smile, the smile that carries menacing bloodlust. The very same smile she has on her first day here…’ Nagisa watches as Takaoka stands, ‘but, why? Why are we no longer afraid of it?’

“You bitch if there’s a problem, let’s talk it out with our fists!”

“With our fists? Didn’t I just defeat you only with my palm?”

“That’s it! I’ll teach you a lesson about never disrespecting your family.”

“Stop it Takaoka!” Satsuki sighs, ‘He is finally taking action.’ The purple eyes return to crimson ones.

“Maehara are you alright?”

“I am fine, sir!”

“Karasuma, I’m going easy on them!”

“Ain’t I the one that went easy on you?”

It’s not time to laugh, they know that, yet the others couldn’t help but to snickers; that’s true, they saw how easily he was handled by their classmate.

“Shut up! They’re my family, except you!”

“Like I said, no one here is having a pig for a family member.”

‘Stop Kudou!’

‘Don’t say anything, anymore!’

‘I no longer could hold back…’

“No. They’re not your family. They’re my students!”

“Korosensei!”

Korosensei who is all red came behind the new instructor. His angry.

“Just what have you been up to while my back was turned?”

Takaoka brushes off Korosensei’s tentacle on his shoulder.

“Hmp! Got a problem, monster?”

“Wow… octopus versus pig. This will be a good show.”

“Satsuki…” Nagisa is the only one that heard the brunet, has a sweat drop.

“Karasuma-sensei, it must be you. Only you could shut him down. Or else Class E will be crushed. People like him only know how to break others.” Satsuki whispers to the man standing next to her.

“PE is my class to run—”

“Then let’s have a petition to the Board Chairman! Let’s see if he really agrees with your schedule.” Takaoka turns to Satsuki, frowning, “We all know what kind of person the Board Chairman is; he is obsessed with education, thus this school is proud of. Why would someone like him agree to your training regime? Saving the world? He is much more concerned in running his system rather than saving the world.”

Satsuki is actually buying time for Karasuma to think her words, of what decision he must undergo.

“That’s enough.” Karasuma sighs, as he steps in front of Nagisa.

Satsuki sighs as well.

“If you want to get violent, get violent with me.”

“Like I said: It’s called discipline; and I don’t want to engage with you through violence.”

Satsuki’s eyes roll.

“If we do face off, it’ll be as teachers. Karasuma, choose the best student you trained. They can fight me, and if their knife so much as touches me,” Takaoka walks towards them, in fear everyone makes way. “I’ll concede that your style of education is better than mine and take my leave.” He rummages into his bag, searching for something.

The class E gasps, seeing hope within the box of despair.

“But we won’t be using these old things.” He said as he threw the anti-sensei knife behind, then he stabbed it using a real one. “Your target will be me, a human being. So naturally, you’ll need a real knife.”

Again, her eyes roll; she’s an assassin, and an assassin never views their targets or enemies as human, rather in their eyes they are all animals that are about to be butchered.

Thus, why Satsuki has been calling Takaoka a pig, and right now, a pig is scaring a bunch of humans.

‘Him? He definitely won’t concede no matter the result of this challenge.’ Satsuki’s eyes are narrow.

Karasuma tries to remind Takaoka about the real identities of Class E, that they’re only students and were not trained nor prepared to kill a human. But of course, this is not effective for Takaoka, as it is obvious that he is plotting something.

Stopping just before contact will be counted as a hit.

Satsuki finds this ridiculous; she could tell he badly wanted to take over their class by force, then Satsuki could only think of one way.

Beating someone in front of everyone, to teach them not to disobey him, to fear him, to submit and make his orders absolute.

Even Reborn nor anyone within their organization ever uses that path, they always claimed that they don’t need broken dolls. 

Her eyes fill with menace, glints. ‘I’ll do it. I give him a lesson he won’t ever forget.’