Well, hello there !

This is the translation of the french fiction : Assassination Classroom : Pirates Class. I hope you will enjoy it and I will see you later for the next chapters.

I would like to thanks haruka24 for helping me with it.

His chest burned, something that wasn't normal, for two stupid reasons.

First, he was the fire itself.

Second, he was dead.

He opened his eyes and was half-blind by an artificial light.

-Shhh… calm yourself, you're alright…

This voice…

Marco's head appeared above him.

-Mar-co… Ace articulated.

-Who say you that I would let you leave me like this, ne, Ace? Meanwhile, take this gift from someone you though dead, yoi.

The mera mera no mi found himself again in Ace's shaking hands. He didn't need to look at it to recognize it.

Ace stared at the uniform given to him. A white shirt to which he rolled up slightly the sleeves, after having installed his usual elbow guard on the opposite elbow to the one where he put it before. The school didn't like tattoos, so, he had to hide his, particularly the new one, dedicate to Luffy. After that came a simple grey pants with cargos pocket. He took his hunting knife, throw it in the air an instant, look at it whirling, before catching it midair and fasten it at his belt. He arranged his shirt to hide the weapon. He put on after this his rangers and he tucked the pants' legs into the shoes. Finally, he took a black waistcoat that he buttoned up, after having hidden some razor blades in the lining.

He sighed and leaned his head backward.

He was finally going to be able to go out from there.

He collected the files on the target that they wanted him to kill.

A speaking yellow octopus of about two meters eighty who played the teachers in the 3years Class E of the middle school named Kunugigaoka. He had already reduced to dust about seventy percent of the surface of the moon of this world.

He also had the capacity to move at a speed twenty times superior to the sound: Mach 20.

Ace turned over a page while going towards the exit of the lab.

The special body of the individual made attacks with the classic weapons of metal useless. The only known thing which worked against him was a kind of plastic known under the name of Anti-Sensei.

Because the creature had no known name, the class whom he taught had found a name for him: Koro-sensei. Koro, for Korosenai. The one who cannot be killed.

- Omoshire.

Ace grabbed his bag that a scientist gave him and put the file inside.

- Do not forget. Kill him, and we shall make what is in our power to bring him back.

- Be careful… break your promise and I shall kill you all, instead, answered Ace going on his way.

He left the lab to find himself in a street where Marco and Cassandra were waiting for him.

-Ready? asked Marco.

-I'm waiting for that, Ace told him while putting on his head his favorite hat, that had become slightly big for him.

Up on a roof, Marco observed the scene. She may be a pro, but for a pirate, even from a different world, this kind of thing stank of a trap. And the prey fell straight ahead inside.

-Teach me, I'm not very smart! said one hooligan to the beautiful blonde.

-In this case, I'm going to teach you the good method to woo a woman, answered the product of lab they had to kill, and seized the hooligans by the collar.

And quickly, he locked them into the car by saying:

-Lesson n°1: well decorate his car.

And it was what he did with a peculiar laugh… he wrapped it up at full speed in the pink ribbon, before buckling the lesson by a small knot in the shape of rose.

-There is no lesson n°2.

He had a sense of humor, Marco could well grant that to him.

Then, gallant, the octopus inquired about the health of the woman. The play of charm of this woman… Marco could almost believe it.

He turned away, having seen what he wanted.

He jumped of the roof with ease and went away, plunging his nose into a geography book by putting his reading glasses on his nose. A teaching career had never been an option for him but he was willing to jump at the opportunity. A small chuckle escaped him thinking of the possibility of Ace being a good pupil… If it was the case Marco would be willing to give him some information about the next control… on the pillow talks.

Only one year of waits.

His bag contained all that was necessary so that they can go back home when they'll need to, with or without the help of this government. But Ace had to recover first and accommodate himself to his teenager's body. Not that it bothered the Phoenix, the brown was even more irresistible like this. And then, if they were lucky, one of their brother would be returned to them in bonus…

Karasuma-sensei was in front of the class, cursing his assignment for the nth time. Nagisa saw it clearly on his face.

-Allow me to present you your new language teacher.

-Irina Jelavić ! said the young woman still hanging on one of Koro-sensei's arm. Pleased to meet you !

« Suge bijin » though many boys of the class.

The girls found that she irritated them.

Nagisa wondered how a woman sound in mind could remain sticking to their Prof. After all, Korosenai-sensei or collectively known has Koro-sensei was a big heap of yellow tentacles with a big round head, two black points for eyes and a big smile which remained on-the-spot all the time for the simple fact that his face must have been made like this.

Roughly said, Koro-sensei had nothing attractive.

- The school insists on giving an authentic experience in diverse foreign languages. You will see no inconveniences to her assisting you for English courses, right? Asked Karasuma to Koro-sensei.

- If that's how it is, told Koro-sensei.

Nagisa was motivated, and hoped that this could give them other indications onto a better way to kill Koro-sensei, having this woman in the vicinity. But Karasuma wasn't over.

- You will have no problem either in the fact than we offer you another colleague for the geography. This one comes with a student. Here they are, I believe.

Karasuma went to open the door and a man entered.

Every person entering this class was a potential assassin, the students knew it. Even the blonde woman had to be one.

Nevertheless, this guy, so phlegmatic that we had the impression that he was going to fall asleep up, did not correspond to this image.

- I am Newgate Marco, and I will be your geography and civic education's teacher, yoi.

Dead silence.

- Wouhawe, sensei! Your parents are what kind of hippies to have offered you the head of a pineapple!?

Typical of Karma this kind of retort.

Marco just raised an eyebrow by looking at the young boy in the back of the classroom who smiled to him by saying that. Marco sketched a smile and opened his mouth to answer.

- Did I ask you if your parents had make out in a factory of red paint for giving your hair this color, yoi? You are not the first one, nor the last one to make this remark about my head, but contrary to you, the people who usually said it to me are a little older and know why I have such a head.

Karma had become as red as his hair.

- Hem-hem, I know what you are originally, thus, I understand your way of speaking, but those are children, pointed out Karasuma.

Oi, they were all fifteen years old not toddlers!

- Sorry.

- We are going to get along really good, sensei! Karma smiled.

A laughter made them turn around.

A boy sat in the back of the classroom, on a table, not far from Karma. He was laughing his ass off. Nagisa was surprised. This boy was definitively not one of their class, in spite of the uniform which said the opposite (he carried it a little like him, but in a more disheveled way and with a black vest and not blue), but he had not seen him entering and putting himself over there.

- And naturally, this student, even if he is not an assassin strictly speaking, must be considered as such, concluded Karasuma.

Confirmation, Karasuma hated his job.

- Come to introduce yourself to the class, young man! encouraged Koro-Sensei by getting loose finally from the "assets" of Irina-Sensei.

Marco took a chalk in the board and threw it over his shoulder as he went out of the class.

- Because you do not begin with geography, I can thus go out. Do not frighten the plebs, Ace.

- Haii ~! said the unknown boy with an immense grin.

And he caught the chalk without thinking, before going to the board to write his name in katakana.

- I'm Portgas D. Ace, at your service. Some little information on my subject: I am narcoleptic, ill-tempered and pyromaniac.

Nagisa looked at him with perplexity. This boy (he was not really like all the Japanese with his eyes of ashes, his almond face and his freckles) had said that with a huge smile.

- As for my fighting capacities, let just say that having a hole in the chest cured me of my tendency to act without thinking. I am still in convalescence, but I am capable of showing myself dangerous. And do not dare to give me orders.

The tone of Ace became hard and the eyes burning with anger.

- The only one that can do this is Marco, he has this right. I answer to nobody. I am free. It is all that I have to say.

And he returned to his place, before stopping himself in the middle of the class.

- I forgot if we had to classify me in a category of criminal, thief would be the closest that you can understand without misinterpretation. Sensei, is it very correct to read this kind of thing in a school?

Ace lifted the shirt of his uniform and a whole lot of porn magazine fell on the ground.

- Aaaaaaaaaaaah! My porn! Koro-sensei exclaimed by turning to the mauve.

- We are going to get along, Portgas! Karma smiled.

- Only the future will tell us.

Ace remained one moment to look at Karma.

- Something wrong? asked the redhead

- No, nothing. Just to see hair as red as yours reminds me a person that I admire a lot …

And he sat down on his place, next to Nagisa. He looked a moment toward Kayano, Nagisa's neighbor with green hair, then smiles to them.

- Sorry to be an inconvenience while I have just arrived, but if I fall asleep accidentally, could I borrow you your notes? Marco will tear my head apart if I don't study.

- No problem. How did you know for his hiding place of porn, and how did you steal them? asked Nagisa by returning him his smile.

Ace was taken by a bad fit of cough, and raised a hand to ask for a moment. Not that there is much to see, beside Koro-sensei under the spell of Irina.

- Sorry, well… I think that a man normally constituted, at this age has to have a sexual life. In view of his appearance, flirting can't be a possibility for him. So, he can only opt for what is the closest out there… I am not going to say more, by respect for the young lady, but you must have understood me… what's your name, sorry?

- Shiota Nagisa. And yes, I follow you.

- During all this small circus, I searched a little and I found these magazines. Stealing them was child play.

Ace shook a pad which Nagisa recognized as his. That was where he marked all the weaknesses of Koro-sensei.

- Let's just say that I have very agile fingers.

And he returned him the notepad.

- I shall teach you some tricks, if you want. If I teach them to the red-haired person, behind, I think that my name will be cursed, here also.

Nagisa was not certain, but he had the impression that the tone and the smile of Ace had taken a painful intonation. But his smile and the closed eyes could not help a lot.

He turned away and watched Irina still simpering to Koro-sensei.

- Honey Trap. A pro, whispered Ace.

- What you know about it? asked for Kayano.

- She has the scent of the death, as much as Koro-sensei or Karasuma-sensei. Her behavior fills the blanks.

By the window, Marco watched the youngster doing something unknown with Koro-sensei. Ace sat on the grass, rubbing his chest, a little away from the class.

He listened to the conversation between Karasuma and Irina without really paying attention to it.

- You are an amateur, yoi, finally said Marco.

Irina looked at him, puzzled.

- He is maybe attracted by your assets, but he is way ahead of us, here. Do not consider him naive. This man, him, he is a real pro.

- And you are what? An expert, maybe? asked Irina sarcastic.

Marco looked at her one moment, then turned back again to the scene outside.

- You and I do not play in the same spheres and do not have the same experience of life. I am a free individual, simply, yoi.

- Don't forget that you also have to play the role of a teacher, the both of you, remind Karasuma.

Irina went away and had a derisive laughter.

- I am a pro. This work will be made without having to play the teacher.

Marco was not able to refrain from snorting.

- The naivety of the youth … he said. It reminds to me how I met Ace. He too was naive at that time… that changed by taking a wall several hundred times with his head. Wall which we had to repair afterward. Sometimes, I wonder if this is why he often behaves like an idiot … he would have been able to lose quite a lot of neurons with this experience, but when I remember myself of whom raised him… I think that he lost them before, yoi.

Marco turned to Karasuma.

- I was associated with the theme the closest to my first passion, so, there is no risk in me not playing the game. And I have a debt to your government, yoi.

He watched Irina getting rid of their target for a few minutes.

- You know the rule, about your capacities, said Karasuma seeing Marco one foot at the window.

- I am only timing him, yoi, says the blond by showing his watch. I shall try that this evening. The rule says that we can show them only in front of the class E.

- Good. Your colleague also integrated it?

- It is more complicated for Ace than for me, but yes, it's integrated. I am going to spare you a lesson on akuma no mi.

Ace did not like this woman.

She did not want to play within the rules of the game.

Well, himself did not like very much that, but it was a school.

The education, it was important, especially for him who had not it when he was a kid.

- Soooo… What do we do, Bitch-san?

Ace was not able to refrain from laughing by hearing the name that Karma had given to her. Smiles passed on the lips of the students gathered in the grass.

- We can't call you Bitch? Ace naively wondered, in spite of Irina's annoyance.

He sent a wink to Karma and continued:

- Because, you know, Bitch-san, you bark like your homologue. Wouaf wouaf! A little more, and I shall accuse you of almost of being in heat!

Irina almost choked Ace while Karma laughed with the black-haired boy.

Marco grimaced before the forming friendship of these two. That wasn't going to be a good thing.

- Let's be honest. Between killers, we can understand each-other, said Ace becoming serious.

Nagisa was surprised. For a moment, the teenager had everything of an adult. Ace stopped in front of the woman and told her:

- You claim yourself an assassin, then, tell me… You really believe you will succeed where a whole class failed?

- You're just brats and do not address so familiarly with me. You will know that the grown-ups have a way of doing well more adult.

And she turned to Nagisa and offered him a snog worthy of a kill.

- Tch! Only thirty hits! Ace chuckled. You are lacking practice and endurance… and Nagisa-kun, you are lacking resistance…

The poor Nagisa was half unconscious in the arms of the woman who made an appointment with him in the staff room.

- As for you, you believe you can do better? Asked Irina to Ace.

- I have somebody in my life, and I do not intend to kiss someone else than this person… as for the rest …

The movement was fluid, almost invisible.

Irina found herself with a very real blade under her throat, arms firmly maintained behind the back.

- Squeak. Game Over. Do not cross me, you do not want to be on my bad side.

Ace released her and put the blade back in its uniform.

He watched with disdain the pro and her hired men you just arrive, and went away to join Marco.

- Real weapon are prohibited. I have to confiscated yours, said Karasuma when Ace was with them.

Ace obeyed not specifying that he had others on him and that he could get back when he want his hunting knife.

- I hate this woman and the class thinks of the same thing. Try to not be pull in her fall, Marco, said softly Ace to his mate.

- Do not fret about this, yoi.

An hour of self-study instead of one hour of English.

Ace wondered if he could spend the hour sleeping?

He felt a sudden threat coming from the room of the teachers, where was Marco at this moment.

He couldn't do it. The blond could decide that he was not enough healed for a while, and to continue to force him to the abstinence for a while longer. That would not improve his temper.

He had a sigh and turned a page of his book.

- Naaa, Bitch-nee-san, when are you going to teach us? asked Karma in all its nonchalance.

- Yeah, he is right, Bitch-nee-san!

- It's true! You are a prof, Bitch-nee-san.

- Do your job, Bitch-chan! And you will hear us to whine no more! Ace chuckled.

- When I shall need an amateur of your kind, I shall make a sign to you, brat, responded Irina.

Ace just smiled evenly.

She was still hurt in her pride after his intervention of earlier.

He had a small laugh during the lesson on the difference in V and B that she gave to them with anger, before asking them to bite slowly their lower lip and to stay like that for one hour.

Ace shook his head.

This woman was about his age, but she had even less experience than him for what children were.

- Portgas, are you OK? asked Kayano when Ace was taken by a new coughing fit.

- I've felt worse …

- What disease did you caught to be in convalescence and continuing to cough like this?

« A great hole blast through my chest »

Ace just smiled and returned to the reading of his lesson, wondering why he complicated things.

It was not English which would be useful for him in Grand Line.

The hour ended finally and it was time for the geography lesson. After that, it will be a class of sport or control of weapons.

Irina went away and Marco entered.

He raised an eyebrow in front of the dark looks which threw him the majority of the class, but closed the door and came to the desk.

- While you take out your things of geography, I am going to speak to you, announced Marco. I consider you mature enough to accept this, thus, I do not intend to beat around the bush or to make for you of false hope, yoi.

Everybody exchanged a surprised look, but took out their books. Meanwhile, Marco sat down on the desk.

- Circumstances did that I was not as lucky as you, to go to school, but that does not make of me someone less intelligent than you or inferior. What I know, I learned it by myself, yoi. Thus, you will understand that the education is not what I'm doing of my life.

Marco raised his geography book.

- Nevertheless, and I think that it is an advantage, we are here to speak about geography, which is a very close thing to what I decided to dedicate myself to - he glared at Ace when he heard him snort quietly - and also one of the things that I understand almost instinctively. I am thus going to do all my possible to assure that I transmit you this understanding, yoi. But I repeat to you, I am not a professor originally. If I leave in something that you do not understand, stop me and ask me to be understandable, yoi. We agree?

The frustration in front of Irina melted to become a bright smile sent to the man.

- Yes, sensei!

- Then we have an agreement.

A hand shot up.

- Sensei, you told us that it was close to your activity… but in what the geography can be close to murderer's career?

Marco had a mysterious smile.

- To kill people does not necessarily mean that we are a murderer, yoi. I am a sailor, with two or three tricks to kill and survive.

Marco put his book back on his desk and crossed his legs.

- As it is possible that Karasuma-san asks me to assist him in your training, I am going to tell you things clearly. I stopped being what we call a human being strictly speaking when I was about ten years old, yoi. This and the path I chose, made that I have capacities which you will doubtlessly find nowhere else, besides in Ace's case, for some. I also have a different way of apprehending and seeing things. Killing this Koro-sensei does not strictly interest me, I am even indebted to him, but nothing prevents me from helping you to reach him. With this, we are going to begin, yoi.

The lesson of geography seemed so simple.

It was far from the difficult things and without the slightest sense that he had heard while he was in Class D., according to Nagisa. It was even very precise and very clear. And we really felt that there was a passion for the subject, in the way of speaking and Marco's physical language.

Nagisa looked next to him to see Ace falling on his exercise book. It was his third crisis of the day.

- Nagisa-san, don't mind Ace, please, he is going to wake up shortly.

Nagisa shook his head, wondering inside how the Prof. could know that he looked at Ace while the man faced the board.

The bell rang so quickly and it surprised more than one.

- You know, sensei … for somebody who did not have the opportunity to go to the school … you are a good Prof., smiles Karma.

Whouawe, Karma complimenting someone?

- Are you also this talented to kill people?

Marco closed his book.

- You still have clean hands; thus, you do not know what it costs to kill somebody and I am certain that the only thing which makes that you don't take this affair as something fun is the simple fact of knowing that in case of failure, this world will be destroyed, yoi. But believe me, unless being fundamentally disturbed, indifferent and other… we cannot kill for pleasure.

- Why do you kill, then? asked a girl.

- To remain free. The lesson is over, go to change you, you have PE.

He went out of the room and looked at Karasuma who was looking through the window, in the corridor.

- Good work, the man told him.

Marco just shook the head.

- I have to go out a moment

They had shooting practice today. After some advice, they began the job. Many students weren't able to refrain from looking with hatred to Irina and Koro-sensei going away in the sporting local.

- Koro-sensei is not that naive, said Ace. He's not going to fall for this.

- Interested as he is? He's dead, sighed Nagisa.

- It's for Bitch-nee-san that it's dead. Relax, Nagisa-kun, don't be so tense when you hold a firearm.

Ace showed him the example by putting himself in position, totally relaxed and pull the tiger.

- Good example, Portgas, approved Karasuma by seeing that the boy had emptied his charger on the bull's eyes.

- You're good at shooting, noticed Karma.

- My specialty, besides my techniques as a pyromaniac, remains hand-to-hand fight. Let just say that I manage more or less with a gun in hand.

Nagisa sketched a smile in front of what seemed to him like a case of modesty. After all, he had touched the center every time. He felt very hot hands on his shoulders, making him jump.

- Let me help. Relax your shoulders.

It was Ace.

Nagisa obeyed. A hand quit one of his shoulders to go up to the gun.

- Your hand must be firm, but not tense.

Nagisa raised the gun towards his target, the hand of Ace always on his wrist.

He fired and touched the center.

- You see!

- Thank you, Portgas.

- You welcome.

And noises of balls reasoned in the ground.

- M-61 M-134 M-249. Automatic and according to the noise, real balls, yoi, commented Marco by joining them. If the warehouse is still fit to stand, I think that the school can consider itself fortunate.

- If she wants to stay, she will have to learn the same rules of the game as everybody, commented Karasuma. Start again, everyone.

The noise of shooting stopped.

- There was no way he was going to fall for this, yoi. If my sense of smell is as close as his, then, I can tell you that he knew exactly in what he put his feet by entering this warehouse.

Irina's scream alerted them.

And everybody imagined, in view of the noise, a scene worthy of a sprawling hentai.

- He is fast, I am going to grant him that, commented Marco.

Karasuma had a tired smirk to his remark, before noting a dark look from Portgas to Marco.

- Making me a hole in my shirt with your dark look is of no use, Ace. You will do what you want when I shall judge that you will be healed… in this particular case, when you will stop coughing like you're tearing away your lungs and spitting blood, in particular, yoi, Marco told him while Irina step out in a girl's old sporting uniform.

And the poor woman fell on the ground, dead on her feet.

Koro-sensei did not speak of what happened.

- I know everything~… whistled Ace.

His companions looked at him with suspicion.

- To have tentacles is the ideal for this kind of thing, ne? Ace said with a devilish smile.

His remark earned him a slap behind the skull from Marco, while Koro-sensei passed from white to purple.

Sounds of footsteps alerted them.

- Finally, I found you.

Everybody turned around and the male students were not able to refrain from drooling in front of the blonde who had just appeared.

Nagisa noted the fact that Ace turned white from what seems to be fright.

- She is Newgate Cassandra. If you are hurt during the training, she will take care of you, but her priority mission, it's your companion Portgas, presented Karasuma.

The woman looked at them from her one point eighty meter. Hourglass figure, a chest as big as Bitch-nee-san, but this Cassdandra had a small sinister smile on her lips.

- It's your sister? Kayano asked Marco.

- More or less my big sister, yoi, approved Marco.

- Ace-chan ~! Come with your big sister, so I shall torture you a little …

Ace send a pleading look to Marco who shook his head.

- I hate you.

- I know, I know...

And Ace followed like a condemned this woman.

- Do not trust her appearance, this woman is the devil, warns Marco. To have grown up with her, I can assure you. Oh, and she's also old enough to be your mother

- She looks as old as Bitch-nee-san, pointed a four-eyes.

- Do not trust appearances.

- Well, it's time to return to class. Do you think that your companion will be back for the lesson? asked Koro-sensei.

The screams of Ace answered them.

- He will be good in five small minutes. Ama bene castiga bene, it is not what we say?

Koro-sensei had a laugh and lead the student in class with him.

Ace stood up.

Inveterate loser of this school. This woman had dared to say that of this class.

She had no right to judge them.

- Why are you standing? It is not as if you were concerned, said Irina to him.

- Damare, teme, spit Ace.

His fists trembled with anger. His head was low, his hair hiding his face.

Nagisa swallowed difficultly. He had never feel such a murder intent in somebody. Ace raised his head. This eyes were no more color of ash, they were a bright and burning silver and scream hatred and blood-lust.

He jumped over his desk and caught Irina easily by the lapel of her shirt.

- You have no right to judge this class. Neither you, or anyone else has this right. Then shut your nasty mouth and get out of here, if you're not here to play your role!

And he threw her in the corridor, before closing the door with violence.

The action of Ace was applauded by everybody.

He breathed profoundly and his bloodthirstiness disappear, before he came back to his desk.

- I am going to sleep.

And it is what he did.

Marco watched Irina getting furious with amusement.

- Seeing the marks of burn, I can guess that it is Ace who threw you out, yoi.

The words made the woman remove her jacket and roar in anger when she saw the burns on the collar, where Ace had seized her.

- Ano gakki, I am going to kill him!

- You can always try… But I agree with Karasuma. If you want to continue, go excuse yourself to them.

- But what's the use?! I have no experience in the education!

- The only experience which I have, it is the training of my apprentice in navigation, yoi. I find that a pleasant experience, to teach this class.

And he returned to what he was doing.

- The pleasure seems mutual. An idea for the continuation? pointed Karasuma.

- I am going to make half-and-half. On one hand, I am going to make for them a summary of what is for their program and of the other one, they will have a training to use every ground in their advantage, yoi. Even if teaching kids how to kill doesn't sit well with me, they are determined, so, I'm going to do what I can to help them.

Karasuma shook his head and asked Irina to follow him. He showed her at first Koro-sensei who made an individual exam for every student by taking into account their flaw and their strong point. He showed her then students who seemed to be playing, while they used a ball in the effigy of Koro-sensei, with a knife.

The lesson was useful, because the next hour, while the student did nothing (besides Ace to whom Koro-sensei had given a beautiful series of questionnaires to judge his level), Irina came to the class.

She began writing on the board, under the perplexed look of everybody and made them repeat after her, before telling them the anecdote then the translation.

Nagisa turned to pink. How could she teach to say in English, to middle-scholars, "you are incredible in bed"?

Ace had a small laugh, imagining very well a scene with this sentence. He and Marco in the bed, and him telling to his mate this sentence. The perplexed look of the blond followed by a demand of explanation, which would be ' I revise my English lesson '.

His giggle became a hysterical laugh which left him shortly after, trying to spit out his lungs.

- Slowly, Portgas-kun, recommended Nagisa.

Ace raised a hand to say that he was good.

A glass of water appeared on his desk.

- Just for information, the poison has no effect on Marco nor I, announced Ace. But thank you for the water.

Irina shook her head and returned to her desk, letting Ace drink his glass.

- We often say that the best way of learning a new language is to have a lover who speaks the aforementioned language. You want to know the way he feels, then, you try with all your heart to understand what he says. If need be, within the framework of my work, I used this method to learn some more new languages. Therefore, my lessons will be about how to flatter the foreigners. Master the rules of the good manner of an assassin, and when you will be in front of your target, you will make of him all you want. Let this octopus teach you what is needed for your exams. Of what I heard, this Marco will split half of the time to make it as much, and the other half to learn you to use the ground in your advantage. The only thing which I can do, it is to teach you to handle the words in your ease. And if you do not consider me as a professor… I shall abandon my murder and leave.

She added with a shy pout that like that, there should not be any concern.

And finally, she apologized for all that she had said.

The class stared perplex before bursting in laughter.

- Why you are so nervous? asked for Karma in the general hilarity. You were looking like you were going to kill us before!

- She is totally a teacher, now, commented another one.

- We cannot call her Bitch-nee-san any longer! a girl laughed.

Irina was close to tears from happiness.

- It is uncalled for us to speak of a teacher like that, continued another girl.

- Yes, we have to find her something else.

- Ja, what about Bitch-sensei? proposed Karma.

Big disappointment for the teacher.

Ace was not able to refrain from laughing.

- Since we are there, why not choose anything without 'Bitch ' inside? asked Irina with hope.

And everybody added a layer in favor of Karma proposition. Finally, Bitch-sensei would stay.

Pleased to meet you, Bitch-sensei! Should we begin?

- Ace-san … I am sorry about my previous behavior. You're commissioned to kill him too, I do not have the right to antagonize you because of your age, as I did.

- It's all forgotten, assured Ace. Sorry for my irritation and the burns mark on your jacket.

Three men in the corridor observed all this.

- She is going to do well if she continues like this, approved Koro-sensei.

- Hm. More or less, commented Karasuma.

Marco send an eye towards Karasuma when he heard a light friction of tissue. The man had pulled his weapon out.

- Arigatou gozaimasu, Karasuma-senei, said Koro-sensei without turning around. I want for my students to be able to hold a conversation with a foreigner, and which better than a murderer globetrotter for that?

Marco shook his head. He was right, the octopus was always ahead of them. Koro-sensei went away, leaving two other behind.

- This man is a genius, yoi, commented Marco.

- I saw that, said Karasuma.

- I shall try something tomorrow. Ah, Cassandra! So?

Cassandra went out of the staffroom where she had studied the results of the physical examination of Ace.

- He is going to recover from this. I am more worried about a possible emotional instability than another thing. His logia do its job. It has some difficulties, but nothing to worry about. In a month or so, if it is not two, it will be as if Marine Ford had never taken place. Keep an eye on him, brother. That would be stupid if children end in kebab because of an event which will wake up the trauma.

- No concern, dear sister.

- We'll see each other this evening when you will come back, unless you intend to do something which risks to hurt them.

- Nothing is on the program with this kind of risk for now, assured Karasuma.

- Mister Portgas, I believe that you had the opportunity to do the tests which I prepared.

Ace just held the sheets to Koro-sensei.

- I would have panicked in front of so many questions, commented on Nagisa.

- I saw worse kind and quantity of paperwork, assured Ace. See you tomorrow.

And Nagisa went away, while Koro-sensei corrected in mach 20 the questionnaire.

- You are a brilliant young man, and nevertheless, many of what should be acquired at your age does not seem the be, commented the octopus putting away the copies.

- Like Marco, circumstances did that I was not able to put a single foot in a school before today.

- Yes, I see it. And something tells me that you do not really need an education. Nevertheless, you are registered as a student, I shall thus treat you as such, Ace-san.

- Since you don't consider me a kid, it suits me. Just a thing, Koro-sensei …

Koro-sensei remained motionless when the hand of Ace closed on one of his arm. And watched with bewilderment his member melted away in flames.

Ace let him put out the fire and took his bag to leave the class.

- Kill or be killed. It's the rule which governs the world in which I was born. I may owe you my life, in a strange sense, but I have to become stronger, and I see you as good enough to help me in this sense. It is not against you, I have nothing against you personally. You are just, whether you like it or not, my future sparing companion.

« And a way to have him back to us …» completed Ace for himself.

- You forgot this.

Ace turned around to see Koro-sensei playing, with the tentacle that he had just grown anew, his hunting knife. Hiken went through his pockets to make sure that it was his, surprised that he managed to take it to him without noticing.

- If you need to speak, I will listen to you, Ace-kun, no matter your history. It is my teacher's role.

Ace retrieved his weapon and hide it away.

- I prefer to speak to Marco, he his better equipped than you to understand my problems, no offense. See you tomorrow, Koro-sensei … if the birds do not kill you in the meantime.

And Ace closed the door behind him.