Lesson Learned

I know this is important

"Is this dude seriously using that angle?" Rio whispered angrily. "These assholes probably hired the Reaper for jobs in the past."

Mitsuko gritted her teeth. "Wouldn't be a surprise."

"In other words." The man sighed loudly. "He deserves his death."

Mitsuko's skin prickled with rage at the sheer audacity—

"SHUT UP!!" Terasaka lunged forward before they even noticed him move, and kicked the man in the face.

"Oh." 3-E all stared in shock.

The man spluttered as blood spurted out of his nose and he was knocked back against the wall.

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO IMPOSE YOUR VALUE JUDGMENT ON THE OCTOPUS!!" Terasaka screamed at the man while he guy with the eyepatch held him back.

Mitsuko gawked. "Well, shit..."

"He's using big words too." Karma's brow rose.

"WHO ARE YOU ANYWAY?!!" Terasaka ranted while the man stared at him in shock. "NOTHING BUT A NAMELESS CHARACTER!!"

"Wow." Fuwa's face twitched between a smile and worry for the taller boy's safety "Talk about a call out!"

"How dare you!!" The nameless man shouted, fixing his glasses. "My name is—"

Then the man with a scar stepped in front of him and smiled at them coldly, causing each one of them to tense up. "It seems you have been completely brainwashed by the monster." His voice was cold and sounded foreign, sending a chill down their spines. "Take them away!"

Mitsuko glared up at him while some of her classmates objected a little when they were manhandled by the group of men and taken away.

***

The room they had been trapped in was bland and terrible just like the clothes they'd been forced to wear. And, while she knew there were more important things at play, the clothes themselves were ugly and she was at least thankful she wouldn't be seen in public in them!

The only other colour was the vending machine and the images coming from the widescreen TV which hung from the wall in the lounge area where they all ate; and to top it off, the food was terrible!

When Karasuma finally was allowed to visit them the confrontation wasn't as heart-warming as anticipated.

He'd slammed Nagisa onto the floor and then yelled at him to not give him any trouble. Which as melodramatic as things could go, did offer a double-meaning when Nagisa explained.

"...He also told us," Nagisa explained to them while he was still sat on the floor and the security guards and Mr Karasuma were gone. "The intensity of the security will drop off after five days, that a small unit of elite soldiers is embedded on the mountain, and their leader is free times as strong as Mr Karasuma."

Mitsuko's eyes widened when she realised. "Shit..." That was the main foundations of a plan he'd practically handed to them.

Nagisa recounted what Mr Karasuma had told him a few days prior. "...So I bet 'don't give me any trouble' means, 'I trust your judgment and I'll let you take care of this.'" He stood up and addressed them all. "He's saying, 'I'm in a different position from you, but I'll give you as much information as I can. The rest is up to you, and I'll respect your decision.'"

"Damn..." Muramatsu looked overwhelmed. "He really trusts us that much?"

Nagisa smiled. "So let's organise our thoughts and think this through," he said as they all listened. "What we want to do? What we can do? And what would Koro-sensei want us to do?"