Chapter 7

"Line up please, we're going to the assembly," Koro-sensei said. The End Class lined up by the door mechanically, muttering and whispering amongst their friends. Nagisa glanced at Kayano, a look of determination on her face.

Soon, Karasuma-sensei and Bitch-sensei stood by the door, watching as the kids piled out. Koro-sensei sighed sadly. He wasn't allowed to go to the assemblies. As much as he tried to participate, Karasuma always found him and once they got back on the mountain, it was a string of curses, threats, and lectures that left his mouth.

The only teachers that attended was their PE couch and trainer, Karasuma-sensei, a muscular FBI agent here to protect and train the students for Koro-sensei's assassination, and Bitch-sensei, an English teacher. She taught them how to speak English and was sent by the government because she was one of the top 3 assassins in seduction and her skill set was varied.

Other than being teachers, their main goal was to kill Koro-sensei, and once they killed him, they would go back to being their regular selves, or if they failed to kill him, they would just end up dead like the rest of the planet.

The End Class had strict rules when it came to assemblies, one being that they had to be the first to attend. Assemblies were a privilege, and if they blew it, then they would never be apart of any school activity ever again, not that they really cared since every activity somehow involved them looking like idiots.

As the class climbed down the mountain, one particular red head squeezed out and walked into the forest without anyone knowing. Karma skipped these events since he knew that ever assembly the End Class was picked on and his pride was too big to be blown so easily. Plus, he didn't like the school. He had a bad reputation with trusting teachers and students and the idea of being in a gym with lots of people in those departments made him loose interest all together.

After an hour of climbing down the mountain, they finally made it to the gym and were the first there. Many sighed in happiness as they felt air conditioning since their classroom on the mountain didn't have any and their trek made them very tired.

Nagisa stood by his friends and chatted to pass time. Soon enough, kids piled in and the End Class lined up.

Kids chattered and laughed at the End Class with the occasional finger point. The only thing that made the kids turn was their teachers. If anything, Karasuma-sensei and Bitch-sensei were muscular and sexy, and every student had the right to stare and protest.

"Alright, alright. Everyone settle down, please!" The gym became quiet and they students looked up on the stage to see an old teacher. He was saying something about sport awards and attendance records but the End Class was never recorded for that stuff. They were delinquents so the school didn't really want them to have fun sports and PE. Plus the attendance was out of the question. There was one thing that caught a lot of the End Classes eyes.

"The school has decided to do a festival. Each class will have one big stand and they will have to do something to earn money. All the money will go to the school to make renovations and renew other things. The top 3 groups that earn the most money will receive an award."

The flashes in many of the students eyes all around the gym gleamed.

"Come up with an idea and discuss with your class. Share all your ideas, good or bad, because whatever it is, it's probably better than what the E Class can come up with. I mean, seriously, they have no brains. They're all delinquents." The gym filled with laughter and students turned their head to the poor End Class. They all slumped in defeat, a gloomy state around their section.

"Anyway, that's all! Please return to your classrooms immediately."

The End Class waited until the gym was silent again before marching their way back up the mountain. Karasuma-sensei stopped them however, a look of annoyance on his face. "I'm going to speak with the principal. E Class, wait in the courtyard. Irina, (or Bitch-sensei) please come with me."

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"What do you guys think we should do?" Kayano asked as they all sat down in the courtyard. They all sighed, passing back and forth ideas. Nagisa was lost in thought, an emotionless mask on his face.

"Then it's decided! We'll do a restaurant," Kayano said as she smiled at Sugino's idea.

Nagisa was broken out of this thoughts when he heard a laugh. "A restaurant? That's the best you can come up with? Seriously, you guys are as plain as they come." The End Class looked up to see Asano giving them a wicked grin.

They all glared at him. Asano was their biggest bully and also happened to be the principal's son. Apart from that, he was also the smartest kid on campus. Never had he been 2nd or lower in any semester exam, except for the one year Karma happened to occupy his place. Ever since that, his nonstop teasing and remarks were more harsher.

Asano looked like the spitting image of Karma, except Karma happened to be the better looking one. Asano's dark lavender eyes were no match for the fiery reddish-orange irises, and his apple red hair put Asano's orange hair to shame.

"Eh? Are you that bored to pick on a class that's already used to your insults? I even put you on a higher pedestal, Asano-kun." Speak of the devil and he shall appear. In the back of the group, a red head leaned on a basketball pole, a defiant smirk plastered on his god-like face.

Asano scowled. "What? I'm not insulting, I'm helping. I'm merely saying that a restaurant is too ordinary and no one will come." Karma stood up straight and dug his hands in his pockets, tilting his chin down as he slowly walked towards Asano.

"Yes, but did we ever ask for your opinion?" Karma glanced around his class, his smirk grew as he saw the shaking of his classmates heads. "Oh? We didn't? Then your opinion and yourself are not welcome here, Asano-kun."

The class snickered as they saw Asano clear his throat, looking a bit more flustered than ever. "I-I'll have you know that I'm not here to critique, but to let you know of a challenge."

"Challenge?" Karma's eyebrow quirked.

Asano gave him a proud smile, happy to have the red heads attention. "Yes, a challenge."

Karma looked like he was on the verge of laughing. "But, Asano-kun, last time I checked, every time you set us up with a challenge, we always end up winning. Is it wise to follow that path again?"

"Oh, shut your trap, red head," Asano snapped, becoming impatient. Karma chuckled and stayed quiet in order for Asano to explain his plan.

"Obviously, the award is a lie; the school expects all 3 A Classes to win, and they're all in on it so they know there is no award.

"My deal with you is if you can become one of the top 3 and raise the most money, I'll see what I can do about your... classroom. However, if you don't make the top 3..."

He paused. The End Class sucked in a breath, waiting while Asano smirked.

"I wonder what those files are in the principal's office," he pretended to take one out and read it before gasping. "Whaaaat? The E Classes secrets? Oh, I bet no one wants to hear that!"

Nagisa's eyes widened. Surely he was joking. The blunette started to think of what could be in his file, but all came empty. Unless, it showed things about his past...

Asano grinned. "Accept my challenge, or else these files get spilled." The E Class looked at each other curiously, what could be in their files?

Karma laughed. "Are you threatening us, Asano-kun?" He shrugged. "I guess I am."

They saw Asano's jaw clench. "It would be nothing if you would just fail. I've already embarrassed myself enough to the whole school. This you can't win."

Karma laughed again. "Oh yeah? Your not very threatening. Frankly, I don't want to accept your challenge."

The red head turned around and took a step forward before he was stopped abruptly.

"Ohhh! What's this? Karma Akabane's file? Hmmm, oh what's this? Karma Akabane's parents are-" his spill was stopped by a fist.

He dodged easily, a smile playing at his lips. "Aw, don't be like that, Karma-kun. Plus, that was way too slow. You should work on that, if you want to keep your title as the baddest delinquent."

Karma was breathing harshly. "I wasn't trying to hit you, idiot. I knew you would dodge. We'll take up your challenge. Don't be too heartbroken when you loose."

Asano's smile turned into a grin. "Well, thanks for your business. I'll be doubting you."

And with that, he walked away with graceful steps, soon joined by his lackeys.

The End Class managed to drag themselves up the mountain when Karasuma-sensei and Bitch-sensei returned.

Throughout their time, Nagisa pondered on what Karma's secrets were.

What's so important that he had to accept another challenge?