I apologize for any typos and grammar mistakes that you may find in this chapter. Also review at the end of the chapter, thanks!

This chapter is currently the longest I've written. I decided to write the entire thing instead of splitting it up into two separate chapters out of convenience and because I update randomly. I use both the materials from the anime and manga so that's also a bit of a setback.

Chapter IX: School Trip Time

"Youko, have you decided on the members of your group?" Kataoka asked standing by the former's desk.

The girl in question raised her head from the book she was reading and gave the class representative her attention. "My group?"

She nodded, "There's an uneven number of students in the class so one group will have an extra person. When you're all set, tell the results to one of the class representatives – either myself or Isogai-kun." She told before setting off to do her business.

There were still question marks floating above Youko's head. 'Group?'

Karma, who sat next to her, could read her confused expression due to them being together for so (maybe too) long. "She's talking about next week's school trip." The red-haired boy reminded.

Her eyes lit up, now understanding.

"Have you forgotten?" said Kayano, walking to her desk followed by Nagisa. She held up a booklet that read 'Kyoto'.

'Ah, I remember. We were going to go to Kyoto to further our studies. I wonder if Naomi would want some souvenirs. I should ask when I get home.' Youko absentmindedly thought.

"Honestly, you've practically just began your time as 3rd years, and yet at a time like this…" an annoyed voice spoke against the idea. "I can't say I approve."

'Yeah right…' Youko wanted to say to him. Contrary to what her homeroom teacher had stated, he was fully decked out in a traditional geisha kimono with vivid colors, the hairstyle, white powdered face, and completed with a red umbrella held in his mouth like a toothpick.

"You're totally into it!" Maehara accused at his antics.

"An apprentice geisha?!" yelled Mimura.

"And it looks good on him!" added Okajima.

Koro-sensei flashed at Mach 20, changing into his normal teacher's attire with a bit of an embarrassed face. "I've been found out." He stated the obvious. "Yes, in fact, I can hardly wait to do on this trip with you." The yellow octopus admitted.

The group around Youko and herself awkwardly laughed at their teacher's anticipation. 'First exams, then a school trip. Even an assassination classroom has jam-packed schedule.' The blue-haired girl supposed.

"As you are aware, next week is our two-night school trip to Kyoto." Karasuma announced. It was time for PE. The students dressed in their blue jerseys were sitting as an audience in front of Karasuma in attention. "I don't want to hinder your full enjoyment, but your mission extends to this as well."

"You mean we can assassinate him there?" questioned Okano.

"Precisely." Karasuma confirmed. "Kyoto is far larger and more complex than this school, and you'll be moving in the groups that he'll be following. It's an ideal location for snipers. It appears that the government had already made arrangements for sharpshooters to join you. Should they be successful, the ten billion yen will be divided up accordingly to the contributions of those involved. Be sure to pick assassination-friendly tour routes." And with that, the bell for the next period rang.

"Yes, sir." The class chorused.

"School trip groups, huh?" Nagisa wondered, holding the piece of paper with Kayano, Sugino, and Youko peering over his shoulder.

The first person that popped up in the blue girl's head was – "Karma, want to in Nagisa's group?" she asked slightly tugging at his arm like a cat wanting attention.

"Yeah, okay~." The answer came automatically. He patted the shorter girl's head to appease her but earned a childish pout in return.

"Eh? Are you gonna be alright, Karma?" Sugino asked, slightly uneasy with the fact that the most violent person in the class was in the same group as him. "You won't be picking fights and getting into trouble on our trip, right?"

"It'll be fine~," said Karma in a not-so-convincing tone. "When I fight offsite, I make sure to silence any witnesses – the whole thing stays hush-hush." He said mischievously while holding a blackmail picture of when he had beaten up a delinquent and the other girl happened to be a bystander who got caught up in the mess.

He earned a slap on the back of his head – curtesy of Youko – as punishment. Actually it was her who took that photo and made sure to clear the history of such events so Karma wouldn't get in trouble. How else had he have not have gotten into trouble with the police for the past years of his violent streak?

"Oi…like I thought, let's not ask him to join our group!" Sugino desperately tried to convince Nagisa.

"Erm…but I get why he's like that," Nagisa said, "we are old friends…"

To clear the rest of Sugino's doubt, Youko spoke up. "I'll hold responsibility to restrain Karma from getting into trouble." She volunteered.

"So who do we have?" Karma leaned in to see the paper in Nagisa's hands. "Nagisa-kun, Sugino, Kayano-chan, Youko, and…?"

"Oh, I invited Okuda-san!" Kayano declared with the said girl in hand.

"We have six. Should we add another person? One group is supposed to have seven." Karma prompted.

"Ehehehe~" Sugino chuckled. "Don't underestimate me. I invited someone a while ago for just this occasion." He said full of pride as he gestured for someone to come over. "How about the class idol, Kanzaki-san?"

"Oooh! No objections here!" Kayano approved of their seventh member.

Youko, with her keen intellect, looked back and forth at Sugino and Kanzaki. "I figured. You did harbor a feeli–" before she could finish, Sugino slapped his hand over her mouth before she could dare finish the sentence with intense blushing on his part.

Diligent, ladylike, and on top of that, beautiful. Kanzaki Yukiko doesn't stand out, but she's popular with everyone else in the class. Having long, straight black hair and light brown eyes with her kind and calm with an elegant demeanor, she could perfectly be labeled as the perfect wife. She and Youko get along very well as they both excel at Japanese Literature and have troubles in Chemistry.

Kanzaki politely bowed. "Thanks for having me, Nagisa-kun."

"Yeah, sure." He nodded back with a faint pink hue was evident on his cheeks but went unnoticed.

"Alright, it's decided! Let's figure out where we'll be going!" Kayano cheered, bring the group back on track.

Their blonde foreign language grunted haughtily, "Such children. A school trip is too little, too late to someone like me who's been all over the world." She flipped her hair for an added effect.

"Then stay here and look after things, Bitch-sensei." Maehara suggested, not bothering to turn his back.

"Eh?"

"Be sure to water the flower bed." Added Okano.

"Hey, where should we go on Day 2?"

"Maybe start in Higashiyama?"

"We should think of a route that balances sightseeing with assassination."

"But this route's more fun!"

Eventually, their ignoring of her made Irina snap. "What the hell! Don't go talking as if you'll have a great time without me!" she threatened with her handgun.

"Argh, geez!" Maehara responded with the same frustration. "Look, do you want to come or don't you?! Which is it?!"

"Shut up!" Irina shot back (horrible pun consider the weapon in her hand, by the way). "I suppose I have no choice but to go along!"

The classroom's door slid open. Everyone's attention diverted to their teacher who strolled in carrying dozens of copies of…encyclopedias? "One for each of you!" Koro-sensei announced.

"What are they?" Isogai asked with a sweatdrop on his face.

"School trip guidebooks." Koro-sensei replied before distributing one for each student at Mach 20.

Of course, they were only human middle school-aged kids so the 'guidebooks' weren't exactly light. "S-So heavy!"

"They're practically dictionaries!" Maehara protested.

"Every sightseeing spot illustrated, the top 100 souvenirs, and travel self-defense how-to's from square on to practical use!" Koro-sensei excitedly rambled as if this was a commercial break as he quickly flipped through the thick red book. "I stayed up all last night making them! The bonus gift of this first edition comes with a paper craft model of Kinkakuji!" he held up a tiny temple of it on the tip of his tentacle to prove his point.

"Just how psyched are you for this?!"

"Generally, Koro-sensei can get to Kyoto in one minute right?"

"Of course." He answered. "Still there is a difference between going there and going on a trip. I look forward to being there with everyone. To encountering good and bad things with everyone. I am happy I can travel together with you."

While the fluffy atmosphere lingered, Nagisa's group continued with their planning. Though it was mostly Nagisa and Kanzaki who took notes on their routes, Sugino along with Kayano were the ones presenting the ideas of fun places to visit, and that left Youko, Okuda, and Karma to listen along. Okay fine, Karma was the one who was slouching the entire time as he lazily listened to them.

"Hey Naomi, do you want any souvenirs from Kyoto?" Youko asked her personal caretaker.

The young brunette looked up from the novel she was reading. They were in the wide living room of the Sakurano household. "Ah, that's right. You'll be going to Kyoto in week now was it?"

The blue-haired nodded, looking up from the impossibly thick guidebook Koro-sensei gave her. Lugging that thing home was a pain in the back – literally. "We'll be staying for three days and two nights. I thought you might want me to pick some things for you while I'm there."

Naomi's eyebrows creased in deep thought, "Hmm…I would love some good wagashi sweets and I heard they had splendid green tea leaves there. Oh, and the tea cups there are just lovely so perhaps a new collection would be nice." She listed.

Youko sweatdropped a bit at her guardian's love for tea ceremonies. Not saying that she didn't like tea, it was just that every time she asked Naomi what she wanted to get when she's going somewhere it would – without fail – shift to anything involving tea ceremonies.

"Alright then." She concluded, making a mental note to just by something tea related. Although the wagashi snacks were tempting so she thought about buying an extra box.

One week later…

"Uwaah…The A through D classes are riding first-class!" Sugaya observed.

"We're the only ones in second-class." Nakamura commented, being used to the discrimination. "It's the same feeling as always."

The teacher who was about to walk into the train gave them a smug smirk and told them in the same smug manner, "Our school has those sorts of regulations, after all. They were explained when you came here."

One of his students poked himself out of the entranceway in order to add more salt to the wounds in a snide remark, "Students with exceptional grades get priority use of school funds." He said.

"Oh, dear – is that the stench of poverty I smell?" his fatter companion mocked.

It took only a loud footstep and the appearance of the E-Class's foreign language teacher to shut the ugly trio up. "Sorry for keeping you idling. Greetings, students." She greeted while still having room for walking as if she were on a runway. Considering her choice of clothing, it wasn't too far from the truth.

"Bitch-sensei, what's with the Hollywood celebrity getup?" Maehara questioned her fashion.

Irina lightly chuckled. "It's a given for any assassin who uses her womanly wiles." She stated, taking off her sunglasses. "It's perfect for when a target invites you along on a vacation. If he becomes disillusioned by you wearing unfashionable clothes, the chance you've been waiting for will be lost. A good woman doesn't neglect fashion just because she's traveling."

"You stick out like a sore thumb. Go change." Karasuma ordered, walking to their group. "That's not what a teacher chaperone looks like."

"Don't be so strict, Karasuma!" Irina shrugged off. "I'm taking the brats on a trip to adultho–"

"Take it off. Get changed." His demeanor changed to a much more menacing approach and left no room for argue.

In the train, Irina had changed out of everything and had to wear her sleepwear instead. On her seat, she drew circles with finger as she sobbed.

"Who's chaperoning who?" questioned Kataoka in low whisper, she sweatdropped at the scene in front of her.

"Guess she's a little disconnected from the regular people, see as how she's only ever killed rich guys before." Isogai noted in a similar state to Kataoka.

As the train began on its journey Isogai's group were discussing assassination routes, Maehara's group gathered to play a board game, Chiba was cleaning a lens as the rest of his peers talked about cameras. As for Terasaka's group, they mostly lazed around or were looking through magazines. And then there was Nagisa's.

"Huh? The train's left the station…but where's Koro-sensei?" asked Sugino as he looked around the room. It would be impossible to not see an overgrown octopus with bright yellow skin around.

Youko peeked above the chair behind her to see no Koro-sensei anywhere. Don't ask why she's there. Long story short; only six seats, there are seven people, and then the power of friendship.

Then she heard Nagisa and Sugino's cry. Youko quickly turned around to see Koro-sensei's face up against the window. She sweatdropped.

"Why are you clinging to the window, Koro-sensei?!" inquired Nagisa.

"Well…I was buying snacks at the station and was late boarding," – 'How can a creature that's capable of moving at Mach 20 be late to board a train?' Youko thought. – "I'll tag along like this until the next station. Oh, and don't worry." He then became invisible. "This camouflage just makes it look like my clothes and luggage are clinging to the train." He assured them.

"That's not normal in the slightest!"

After minutes of waiting for the next stop, Koro-sensei managed to sneak in with them unnoticed and had put on his poor human disguise.

"Wheew, that was tiring. Traveling so you don't stand out is certainly rough." Koro-sensei said, wiping himself with his handkerchief.

"Then don't bring such an enormous suitcase." Okajima pointed.

"You already stand out enough." Kurahashi added.

"I mean, isn't it super bad for a state secret being so obvious out in public?" Nakamura said alarming Koro-sensei. "And close up, that disguise won't fool anyone."

"Koro-sensei…here." Sugaya tossed him something the size of a small eraser. "First we'll fix that droopy nose of yours."

A moment later of trying on the fake nose, "…What an amazing fit!" the nose looked totally natural.

"That's because I carved it so it'll fit the roundness and spirit of your face." Sugaya remarked, tossing up and down his carving tools on one hand. "Making stuff like that is my specialty, after all."

"That's amazing, Sugaya!" Isogai turned around from his seat to compliment the talented artist.

Kayano giggled at the scene, "It's really interesting, Nagisa. You always see new sides of people when you travel together."

Nagisa had to agree with her. "Yeah, and depending how this trip turns out, who knows what true colors will be revealed." He placed one of his cards down. The group was playing a game of cards.

"Hey," Kanzaki turned to face him, completely oblivious of the blushing Sugino right beside her, "I'm going to go buy drinks for everyone, so what would you like?" she politely asked.

"Ah, I'll come too." Okuda volunteered.

"Me, too!" plus one Kayano.

"Since the girls are going, I'll come too," said Youko. She laid down her cards before standing up, "By the way, it looks like I won again."

"What?!" exclaimed Sugino. Karma snickered at his best friend's fourth winning streak while Nagisa threw down his cards in defeat. "I swear you're cheating Youko!"

"It's not my fault you suck at thirteen." the girl nonchalantly countered as she left with the girls. Karma burst out laughing at the baseball boy's expression.

"Hey, Karma! Don't just laugh, back me up here! Nagisa!"

As the girls were chatting on their way out, it had stopped when Kanzaki accidently bumped into a shady looking guy, "Oh, excuse me." The four walked past him, heads held down so their bangs to cover their faces and tried not to make any sound. Once they reached the next car, their idle chat sparked again. However, the blue-haired one grew wary. The guy Kanzaki bumped into gave off a bad vibe.

When the E Class arrived at Kyoko in the late afternoon, they were at the traditional inn. Classes A-D were staying in a luxury hotel but to Youko, she would honestly have picked the inn over a luxury hotel anyways.

Now on with the topic of Koro-sensei. He more or less looked like a dried up octopus that's been left out in the sun for too long.

"…So he gets all sick and groggy on bullet trains and buses?"

'Koro-sensei's Weak Point #8: Prone to motion sickness'

"It's only the first day and he's already on the verge of death." Youko commented with a slight sweatdrop. Seriously though, a creature that can move at Mach 20 and gets sick on a bullet train that's not even half the speed that he travels at.

Are you all right?" asked Okano as she attempted to stab him. He moved to the middle of the couch where Kataoka tried to stab him this time only for him to appear further on the other end where Isogai did the same. It soon became a game of Whack-the-Mole. Only the mole being a yellow octopus and the mallets were rubber knives. "Why don't you lie down in your room?"

"No need to worry. I'll just head back to Tokyo for a bit after this. I forgot my pillow."

"All that luggage and you still forgot something?!" Mimura exclaimed with exasperation.

"Figures." Murmured Youko with a similar expression.

'Koro-sensei's Weak Point #9: Can't sleep without his own pillow'

As Nagisa was jotting down another of his weaknesses, Kanzaki was trying to look for her notebook in her luggage to no avail.

"Any luck, Kanzaki-san?" Did you find the itinerary?" Kayano asked beside.

She shook her head, "…No."

"Kanzaki-san is so diligent, so I was impressed when she originally put the schedule together." Koro-sensei commented as he continued to dodge the knives. "But never fear. As long as you have one of my handmade guidebooks, everything will be fine." He held up the red book that could easily have been the encyclopedia for Kyoto tourists.

'But we wrote up an itinerary because we didn't want to lug those around!'

"I know I put it in my bag…Did I drop it somewhere?" Kanzaki thought aloud.

Youko rummaged through her own bag and pulled out a mint green notebook. "Don't worry about it Kanzaki-san, I had put my own together last night just in case." She reassured with a smile.

Nagisa's group was number 4 and is in charge of the second half of the evening.

"Nagisa, this might be a good assassination spot." Sugino proposed, looking at the tall building in front of him.

"Can a sniper see it?" the boy wondered. Despite Youko bringing her notebook, he decided to carry along one of Koro-sensei's guidebooks.

"This is one weird school trip." Kayano commented.

"You bet. But it's fun."

The green-haired one wailed, "We're here in Kyoto and all – I want green tea warabimochi dumplings!"

"Then why don't we put poison in them?" Okuda suggested.

"What for?!" Kayano was taken aback.

"Koro-sensei has a major sweet tooth." Okuda clarified.

"Nice: poison him with famous local treats." Karma approved of the plan.

"What a waste of good dumplings!" Kayano protested even more.

Youko had to agree with the latter though, "It wouldn't be a bad idea if there was a poison that actually worked on him." She said bursting their bubble.

Sugino leisurely stretched out his arms. "But y'know, once we'd gotten to Kyoto, I wanted to forget all about assassination. I mean, look at these sights! What does any of this have to do with assassination?"

"You'd be surprised." Youko pointed out.

"In reality it's the opposite, Sugino." Nagisa chimed. "I'd like to take a little detour. It's right near the convenience store."

"Now that you mention about it." Youko said as the group walked to the nearest convenience store. "I promised to buy Naomi some souvenirs."

"Let me guess, Kyoto's tea leaves and wagashi snacks?" Karma deduced.

"And another set of tea cups." She added.

"Who's Naomi-san?" Kayano asked overhearing the two's conversation.

"That's right you've never been to Youko's house before. Honestly, I was really surprised when I first visited." Nagisa considered. "Naomi-san is her caretaker. She's a little less than twice our age but she's really nice. And she makes the best tea in the region."

"Really?" Kanzaki asked.

He nodded, "She's also a really good chef. You should try it sometime."

In just a short time of conversing with each other, they had reached their destination.

"Ryoma Sakamoto…You mean–"

"Ooh~," Karma recalled, "this is where Omiya was, the inn where the 1867 Ryoma assassination occurred."

"Plus, if we walk a little further, we'll reach Honnou-ji. Back then, its location was a bit different, though." Said Youko, remembering a passage from one of her family's ancient journals.

"That's right, Nobunaga Oda's death was a kind of assassination, too." Kayano noted.

"In just this one kilometer, some big-named assassinations went down. If you include the lesser-known assassinations too, there must be too many to count. This city's always been the heart of Japan…and yet it is an assassination holy ground."

"I get it." Sugino acknowledged. "If you put it that way, this is a really the perfect assassination trip."

'All those targets were people who had a huge effect on the world. The Earth-destroying Koro-sensei was a textbook target.'

"Next is Yasaka Shrine." Kayano cheered.

"Ehh…" Karma whined. "Enough already let's rest. I want to drink Kyoto's sugary-sweet coffee."

"And I still have to visit Kyoto's gift shops." Youko mentioned.

After the little shopping trip the group walked through Gion district, a less populated area, in search for an assassination spot. Little did they know that they were being traced.

"Heeh, if you go this deep into the Gion district , there's really no signs of life." Kayano observed.

"Yup." Kanzaki agreed. "That's because it's only made up of shops that turn away first-time customers. The people who come here don't aimlessly wander around, so we won't have to work around them. That's why I put it on my ideal course: it's perfect for an assassination."

"That's our Kanzaki-san! You've really done your homework!"

"Then I guess we'll carry out the plan here."

"'Perfect' is right." An unfamiliar voice said. The group looked warily at the direction where the voice came from. A crowd of delinquents stepped forward. "Why are ya walkin' around somewhere that's ripe for kidnappin'?" Before they knew, the seven were surround from front and back.

"Something tells me you fellows aren't here for sightseeing." Karma dangerously piped.

"Well, we ain't here for you. Hand over the girls and get lo–" before Ugly 1 could finish, Karma made the first move. He swift clamped the guy's face and roughly slammed it into the nearest metal pole.

"See Youko? If there aren't any witnesses, then there's no problem even if I fight." Karma nonchalantly pointed.

The girl sighed in defeat, "Before you relax yourself, you should focus on what's in front of you!" she pointed.

Ugly 1 was already back on his feet and had pulled out a flick knife. He charged at Karma for revenge. "I gonna stab ya!"

However, Ugly 1 overlooked Youko's foot that was purposely in the way. Karma grabbed the red cloth on the vacant bike next to him, covered the falling guys face with it, and gave him a good shove as he flew back. "Stab me? As if."

"No! What–" Karma and Youko had paid too much attention on what was in front of them and forgot about the others. Karma clicked his tongue as Kanzaki and Kayano were being held hostage.

"Get it now?" One of them, probably the leader knocked Karma out with iron pipe. He did the same to Youko as she was just about to turn around. Of course the others didn't stand a chance. "This place is really well-hidden. Oi, grab the girls." The leader of the rough bunch ordered. "Get the car!"

Nagisa-kun! Sugino-kun!" Okuda called out in attempts to wake them up. Slowly but painfully the two boys woke up. "Are you all right?!" she asked. Okuda was carrying the bag that Youko had dropped when she was knocked out cold by the delinquents.

"Thank goodness you're all right, Okuda…" Nagisa said.

"I'm sorry – I just ran hid."

"No you did the right thing." Karma dully chimed as he reassured her. He sat up with his hand rubbing the back of his neck where he was hit. "They covered up the license plate number. The car was probably stolen, and a common model you find anywhere. Those bastards are experienced committing crime. Even if we report them, it won't be over that quickly. Although…" he switched to a far more menacing tone and eyes with the intentions to kill, "I'd like to handle their execution myself."

'Just wait for me Youko. I'll make them pay if hurt you.'

Youko hated the feeling of being trapped. Even worse was that she was trapped with two of her classmates/friends with a group of male delinquents.

It reminded her too much of when she and Karma were still the fifth grade and she ended up being kidnapped by the six graders as a hostage to lure Karma because of whatever he did before she was kidnapped. And the current situation was way too similar for comfort. Only difference is that she was sitting on the floor with Kanzaki and Kayano, firmly tied up. She had just recently regained conscious.

"If we're gonna play, ten it's best to have a big audience. So we're calling some buddies over." Their pack leader informed them. "Got everything ready for a little commemorative photo shoot, too. Make as much noise as you want – no one'll hear you here. You," he pointed towards Kanzaki, "I thought I'd seen you somewhere before. This is you, right? At a Tokyo arcade last summer?" he brought out his phone and showed them…a picture of Kanzaki? The girl in the image had her face but wore punk clothes and had wavy hair. "I told my buddies to let me know if he found me the right girl. Had plans to kidnap you, but then lost sight of you. Who knew you were a student from that junior high school? But look I get it. The higher you are, the deeper you want to wanna fall. Well, from now until nightfall, the Professor of Ruin will teach you all about that."

"'When a classmate has been abducted.'" Sugino read. "Normally, you'd never see a guidebook take a hypothetical situation this far."

Nagisa gave a dry laugh, "That's because Koro-sensei is insanely diligent. He's written anything and everything in here. Like 'How to recover from the shock of seeing that the souvenirs you bought in Kyoto are sold in a Tokyo department store.'" Complete with pictures, side comments, and detailed instructions.

"Just how far is he going to go with these hypotheticals!"

"And 'Cheering up your lonely self after seeing a lovey-dovey couple flirting by the Kamo River'."

"That's none of his business! Look how long those instructions are!"

"Still…" Nagisa smiled. "Thanks to that, we've calmed down a bit. Everything we need to do is spelled out for us right here."

"You know, that picture before was a bit surprising." Kayano said in hopes to spark a conversation. "So the diligent and serious Kanzaki-san had a phase like that, too."

"Didn't see that coming." Youko added.

"Yeah…" Kanzaki hung her head down in shame. "My father was really strict. He demanded that I have only a good academic background, a good job, and a good title. I wanted to get away from that sort of lifestyle ruled by prestige, wanted to strip myself of the uniform that was my family's name. So I'd take off my famous school's uniform, change my look, and hang out where no one knew me." She explained, "How dumb can you get? The only title all that playing around ever got me was End Class. I don't know where I belong anymore." She said sadly.

"Whyncha hang out with us?" The pack leader offered, "We're totally anti-titles here! We trash those elitist bastards. Or maybe just put'em back the way they were, like? Oh, yeah, we done puh-lenty of that kinda stuff."

"Scum." Youko muttered underneath her breath.

The male's smirk shifted into a frown. He grabbed the neck of her dress shirt and pulled her up into the air. Even while struggling, she somehow still managed to give him a glare. "You some kind of elitist lookin' down at us like that? Huh? We're gonna drag you right down to our level, all right!" the ringleader tossed her body on the couch as she coughed from the choking. "Listen up. You're gonna keep about ten of us company from now until nightfall. When you go back to your hotel, you'll nonchalantly say 'We were just having some fun singing karaoke.'

'As if,' was what Youko wanted to say to their face but knew it would only get them into deeper trouble. 'Karma, hurry and get here!'

"Do that and no one gets hurt. When we return to Tokyo, let's all play together again. Maybe while we reminisce over our fun vacation photos…" The door behind them creaked, "Oh, that's them. Our photographers have arr –"

The face of a severely beaten up delinquent came through the door instead.

"School Trip Guidebook, page 1243: 'What to do when a classmate has been abducted.' 'If you have no leads on the culprit, first figure out if they are locals of the area from their discussion topics, accent, etc. If not, and if he/she was wearing a school uniform, see page 1334.'" The sound of pages being flipped was heard. "As your opponents are also likely students on a school trip, they must be a group who causes mischief while traveling.'" Nagisa narrated.

"You're here!" Kayano cried in hope.

Out of the shadows was the rest of the group. Nagisa in the middle, holding the oversized book. Sugino on his right, prepared for payback. Okuda in the back. And Karma on his left.

The redhead eyed the blue-haired girl on the worn out couch. In his mind, he made a silent promise to her. With a small smile, she gave him a nod.

"I-It's you! How'd you know we were here?!"

"'Being unfamiliar with the area, that sort of group, who lacks a home ground advantage, will not flee far after the kidnapping. They will surely look for a place nearby away from prying eyes. In such a case, turn to appendix 134.'" He flipped the book to the page before showing to them, "'My Mach 20 bird's-eye-view map of abductor hideouts may help.'"

"That guidebook's amazing! What a perfect countermeasure to foil an abduction!"

"I guess we should take it with us after all~!"

'That sorta guidebook doesn't exist!' the thought ran through all of the delinquent's heads.

"So? What's it going to be, fellows?" Karma began with his lighthearted tone, "You've already done so much! You'll be spending the rest of your trip…in the hospital." He ended with a dark, menacing tone as his eyes were akin to a venomous snake.

The leader's face returned to being cocky when heard faint footsteps. "Hmph! You junior high brats, actin', all tough…Those'll be the buddies I called. They're the worst badasses you Good Two-Shoes have ever–" Only for a series of 'badasses' wearing those thick nerd glasses to pop through the door with the their heads shaved to a buzz cut. "The w-worst – whaaat?!" they gaped.

"No badasses here." A deep voice stated. "I took care of them all."

"Koro-sensei!"

"Forgive me for being late. I was doing a thorough search of the other areas so I left this place to you." He said with his ever-smiling expression.

"And, uh, why are you hiding your face like a stagehand?" Nagisa asked in dry discomfort of their teacher's antics.

"This is an act of violence, and I'm afraid you'll associate this face with me being a violent teacher."

'Koro-sensei's Weak Point #10: Worries about keeping up appearances'

"Nagisa-kun had the copy of the guidebook so I could be alerted right away." In a split second, he handed everyone a copy of the book. "All of you should take this opportunity to carry one." He advised.

"You're a teacher?!" the ringleader of delinquents said, "Bullshit! Quit screwing around! All of you bastards, looking down on us!" And they charged at him.

Youko yawned knowing it was futile effort. But hey, if a classroom of novice assassins couldn't take him on then what chance would a group of thugs have.

"'Bullshit', you say?" With that said, in mere blink of an eye the chargers were faced with an instant K.O. "That's my line. Touching my students with your filthy hands and speed equivalent to a grounded fly…don't make me laugh." Koro-sensei darkly informed them.

With difficulty, the ringleader stood up and clicked his tongue. "Tch, so even the teachers are special at elite schools…You're lookin' down on us cause of your rank, aren't you? Makin' fun of me for bein' a stupid high schooler!" He pulled out a flip knife and charged once again.

"We are not elites." Koro-sensei corrected as he quickly defeated two armed delinquents. "It is true that they're students from a famous school. But within its walls, they're considered the school outcasts. Their class name is the object of discrimination." Then he took down another set of attackers. "And yet, they take many things with a positive attitude. They do not drag others through the mud like you do." He blew the ringleader several feet away. "School and status has nothing to do with it. Whether a fish lives in a clear stream or a water ditch, so long as it continues swimming forward, it will grow up beautifully." He lifted a finger for attention, "Now then, students, let's take care of them. We'll teach them a physical lesson on the fundamentals of school trips."

The signal was given and before the fallen delinquents could turn around, they were ambushed by the students that they had forgotten about from behind.

'When did they get behind us…and on top of that, not hesitating to hit us with blunt weapons (the guidebooks, kids)…We picked…the wrongest bunch to hassle…'

And off they went to dreamland.

Once they were sound asleep, the group began to untie the hostages. Karma, of course, made a B-line to Youko and quickly broke the bonds. After the deed was finished, he asked if she was alright.

"I'm fine Karma. Thank you." The blue-haired reassured.

Karma did one last check before letting out a sigh of relief as he guided her out the abandon warehouse. The contact with the sun's ray irritated her eyes a bit before they adjusted. They've been trapped in there for so long, the sun was already beginning to set.

"For a while there, I didn't know what was gonna happen." Sugino let out.

"If it'd been just him and me, I'm sure it would've worked out." The redhead.

"Quit scaring me!"

"Thank goodness! You okay Kanzaki-san?" Kayano asked, feeling relieved that the terrible experience was finally over.

"Yes, fine."

"What happened, Kanzaki-san?" Koro-sensei probed.

"Eh?"

"No one would blame you for being shaken up after that terrible event. But instead, you look like you've shaken off your hesitation." He observed.

"That's right, Koro-sensei! And thank you." She said with gratitude.

"Not at all." He chuckled. Nurufufufu, well then. How about we continue our trip."

"Hey, our group never got to try our assassination attempt." Sugino realized.

"It really wasn't the time or place for that." Okuda shyly reminded. "Oh, Youko-san! Here's bag."

"Oh, thanks." She opened it to find that the pottery was still in one piece.

The first day of their trip in Kyoto ended without too much trouble as they walked back to their hotel in the sunset.

That night…

"Woaah! How in the world are you dodging all of them?!"

Nagisa's group – minus Karma and Youko since they was still in the baths(separately for those of you with dirty thoughts) – was at the hotel's in-house game corner as they watched in captivation of the danmaku game taking place by none other than Kanzaki herself.

"You're embarrassing me." She modestly replied despite the skills she was displaying with the controls. She wore her hair in a loose ponytail and, like the others, wore the traditional inn's white robes and most of them wore the green haori.

"You're moving like a pro, all while gracefully smiling!" Sugino observed in disbelief.

"Wow! I had no idea you were this good at games, Kanzaki-san!"

"I kept silent about it." Kanzaki confessed. "Even though I can play, such things are only frowned upon in an elite school like ours. But maybe I've been worrying too much about what those around me think. Clothes, hobbies, status…I ran from it, got swept up in it, and wound up lacking confidence. But Koro-sensei made me realize: You just need to be the person you are on the inside to face forward and do your best."

Now let's take a look take a look at what Youko is doing…

"This is paradise~" The blue-haired girl mused in deep relaxation. Being the last to bath had its benefits. "But I should get out now." She said in slight disappointment. If only she brought her citrus scented bubble bath but even then, she wasn't allowed to put anything in the water. Such a shame.

Moving on…let's see what the boys are doing.

It was tied between Kanzaki and Sakurano.

"Figures, they're tied for the top spot." Maehara observed.

"Well, there's really no one who'd dislike them."

"What about you, Sugino? Real slick of you to pull her into your group."

"Y'know, with all the crap that went down, there weren't really many chances for us to really talk." He answered in disappointment and tiredness from just having to remember the unfortunate twist.

"Yeah, you guys had it rough." Maehara recalled.

"I just want to know who likes who." Said Mimura, taking a closer look at the scores.

"I can't pick just one." Okajima freaked out in the background.

"Other than you, Okajima."

"Who do you like, Nagisa?" Maehara questioned.

"Huh?" he stiffened as all eyes was on his, "I, uh…"

"What about you, Maehara?" Sugino asked, saving Nagisa from having to answer. "Anyone?"

"Who, me? My lips are sealed." The boy said cheekily.

"That pisses me off! And when I think how popular guys like you are, it pisses me off even more!" Mimura complained as Maehara gave him a genuine Cheshire cat grin.

The bedroom doors slid open to reveal Karma dressed in the same white robes and green haori while holding a lemonade can. "Ooh, looks like you guys are doing something interesting in here." He eyed the paper on the ground.

"Karma! Great timing!" said Isogai. "Is there a girl you like in our class?"

"Everyone's said theirs, so you're not getting out of it." Maehara added.

"Hmm…" he went into deep thought. He looked at the paper and the image of the ocean instantly popped up into his mind. "Youko."

"Now that you mention it, you and Sakurano-san are childhood friends." Isogai recalled. "I'm curious on how you two met, better yet how you even became best friends." The other shook their heads in agreement.

"Yeah, tell us!" Maehara furthered. "And show us pictures of when she was younger!" he piped in.

"Rejected." Was the redhead's automatic answer as he took another sip of his drink.

'That was fast.'

"You guys, these ratings are just between us, okay?" Isogai announced, putting a finger over his smiling expression. "I mean, most of us don't want this getting out. So do not let the girls or any teachers find out ab –" his speech was cut short when he saw a pink-skinned Koro-sensei eavesdropping on them.

"Evening, all. Mm-hmm. I see." He pulled out a random notebook and jotted down some things. Then he gently closed the doors.

Two full seconds of silence past by until their brains registered what had happened.

"He took notes and split!"

"Kill him."

"Nurufufufu. Nabbing this data is exactly what my ultra-high speed is for!"

'Koro-sensei's Weak Point #12: Loves gossip'

And that began the hunt for a yellow octopus. Wonder what the girls are doing.

"Huh? What boys we like?"

Apparently not much of a difference…

"Yeah. That's what girls talk about on trips like this. It's fun!" Nakamura declared.

"Ooh, ooh!" Kurahashi excitedly raised her hand. "I know: Karasuma-sensei!"

"You sure love Karasuma-sensei, Kurahashi-san." Youko noted and the girl nodded in return.

"Yeah, yeah. We all like Karasuma-sensei. I mean someone in our class." The blonde clarified.

"Huh?"

"I guess Isogai and Maehara are pretty all right…"

"Really? You think so?"

"Sure. Unfortunately, Maehara plays the field (aka he's a playboy), so doesn't that put student council rep Isogai in the lead?" Nakamura reasoned.

"Karma would win on good looks alone." Yada voiced.

"If only he were better behaved." Okano added as she pictured a devil-like Karma.

"Yeah…" the girl's agreed.

"Hmm…" Youko watched. Sure she can agree that his behavior needs a little tuning but honestly… "He's not really that scary, though."

"Yeah, he's usually quiet." Said Kayano.

"What is he, a wild animal?" Hayami questioned.

Nakamura giggled, "Youko…are you defending Karma because you like him." She eyed the blue-haired girl with mischief.

Kayano joined in on fun, "Are you?" she tackled the girl down and she and Nakamura began tickling her. "Come on, spill it! You and Karma always have this lovey-dovey aura going on when you're together."

"It's nothing like what you're thinking!" Youko managed to get out between the fits of laughter. "I'm serious!"

Thankfully they stopped their tickling assault when Irina came into the room. "Hey, children! I'm here to tell you it's almost time for lights-out, more or less."

"'More or less'?"

"It's not like you won't stay up talking anyway." The female teacher explained. "Just keep it down, all right?"

She was about to close the doors before Kurahashi interjected, "How come you get to drink? That's mean!"

'We're minors, Kurahashi!' Youko thought.

"Well, I am a grown up, after all." She answered.

"I know! Tell us some of your grown up stories, Bitch-sensei!"

"Eh?"

"They'd be much more useful than your usual classes!" Kurahashi told her.

"I heard that!"

"All right, all right…" Yada snuck behind Irina and urged her in.

After laying out the snacks and Irina drinking her beer, she told them some things about herself after realizing that the students wouldn't let her leave. The younger girls made a half circle around the teacher.

"Bitch-sensei, you're only twenty?!"

"She's so experienced, I figured you'd be older." Kataoka commented.

"I know right?" agreed Kurahashi.

"Right? She's got that whole black widow vide going on."

"And you're the sort of character who's only pretty on the outside." Youko mentioned.

"Yes, the sex appeal of a black widow that only a rich life can – Who the hell said 'only pretty on the outside' just now!"

'I did.' Youko mentally taunted but kept a straight face while glancing to the side at her achievement. 'And she missed the black widow comment too…'

"A little late on the comeback there."

"Now listen here! Women have a short self life." Irina plucked a piece of senmai-zuke from the pile of snacks and took a bit out of it. "Unlike me, you girls were born in a country free from danger. Be grateful and use everything you have to make yourselves shine as women."

Everyone was silent for a moment before someone commented.

"Bitch-sensei actually said something decent!" Okano chimed.

"Feels kinda brazen~," added Nakamura.

"Who are you and what have you done to our Bitch-sensei." Asked Youko.

"Quit saying things that make me look like a fool, you brats!" The woman yelled in protest.

"But, but, but…" Yada tried to change the subject. "Tell us about the men you seduced!"

"Yeah, I wanna know!" Kurahashi agreed.

"All right, then." Irina decided. "But this might be a little spicy for children's tastes, so be prepared." She warned. "Now, when I was seventeen…Oi, you there!" she explained upon seeing Koro-sensei and casted her accusing finger at him. "Don't just waltz into to our women's gathering!"

"Awww!" he whined, "Why not? I want to hear about your love affairs, too."

"Easy for you to say, Koro-sensei." Nakamura argued back. "You never tell us anything about your private life!"

"Yeah, that's just unfair!"

"Don't you have love stories of your own?"

"That's right! You like big breasts, and you must have something like an unrequited love!"

More and more accusing fingers pointed towards him with hurtful comments, Koro-sensei began to grow more uncomfortable at each one. Youko began to pity the teacher. Using his Mach 20, he managed to escape but the girls were quick to recover.

"He ran away!"

"Let's catch him, make him spit it out, and then kill him!" Irina ordered as she pulled out her anti-Koro-sensei knife hidden in the sleeves of her robes. The others followed suit, pulling out their weapons and sprinted out the door. Youko watched the hot-blooded pursuit taking place with a nervous drop of sweat on her face. She pulled out her gun and followed the passionate chase but in a slower pace.

Koro-sensei stopped in the middle of the corridors and saw the group of boys that were after him like bloodhounds coming on his right.

"There he is!"

"Murder him!"

On his left were the freshly ignited bloodlusted girls.

"Over here!"

"Nyuuaa! Oh, crap it's a pincer attack from both sides!"

On the sidelines of all the actions was the blue-red pair who watched the chaos happening.

"I guess we got our assassination after all." Karma commented.

Youko nodded as she gave a dry laugh, "Yeah…but I guess we did have some fun, albeit we did get kidnapped. But you were there to save me weren't you?" she smiled at him.

Karma eyed her carefully before breaking into a boyish grin. He gingerly parted her bangs, he realized they were still a bit damp from the baths, and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Saying that makes me want to eat you up." He whispered before walking away to join the hunt. "'Night!"

Youko blushed and she gently touched her forehead.

"That's…just unfair…"

I'm going to make a clarification corner so if you have any questions about Youko, her relations to the other students, Naomi, the story in general, or even us (the writers) then feel free to mention it in the reviews so we can answer them in the next chapter.

Also the chapter for Youko's Time has been decided! It'll be right after Ritsu's introduction so chapter 11(XI). Right after the next chapter.

Thanks for reading.