Ansatsu Kyoushitsu: The Red Demon

A/N: Um, yeah, I'm back here… yay - or at least for now. I seriously don't have any ideas when I will be able to update next time or when I'll be able to update my story To Tame a Demon (so sorry). But at least I was able to update this story, and I hope you'll like this chapter. Thank you for reading and please review! I'm sorry it took this long to update, I hope it wont happen again.

On with the story now - I put some surprises into this chapter, so tell me what you think about 'my little surprises' in the reviews, and thank you for being patient! You guys are the best!

D/C: I don't own anything from Ansatsu Kyoushitsu, I only own my own OC's.

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The Last Assassination**

Chapter 24

Karma's pov:

It had taken two hours. Two freaking hours to get one meeting done. But it had been an important meeting, so Karma could understand and forgive Black for using up so much of his precious time. But as he had been sitting in the room with the other elite ten members, he hadn't been able to get his mind off of his classmates. What if they had gotten themselves into trouble already? What if someone had decided to go and have a little look around? God, it had been nerve wracking! And now, when he actually had the time and patient to go and train his old classmates – of course Black just had to stop him!

Karma stayed behind, and Kasumi stopped for a moment to wait for him, a questioning look on her face. "Not coming?" she asked. Karma laughed nervously and looked at their master. Kasumi seemed to understand as she nodded. "I'll take your classmates to the first training-ground and start with them. But my time is limited as well, so only half an hour. Get it?"

"Of course", Karma nodded, giving the silver haired woman an apologetic smile. "Thanks Kasumi." With that, his partner left, leaving Karma alone with Akame and Yoosuke. Which also meant, that he could call the master by her real name and that they could actually behave little more like siblings – not co-workers.

"I'm glad you solved our problem with Daichi", Akame started the conversation, closing her eye for a moment.

Karma let out a snort. "If you can call killing solving, then yes, I suppose I solved our problem with him."

Akame chuckled, not getting the least bit offended (which was one of her charming points – no matter how mean Karma was, she'd never get angry at him). "You know we solve problems differently in here", she said, her golden eye meeting Karma's own eyes. "But that's not what I wanted to speak about."

"If you want to complain about my decision to actually help my old classmates, can you do it later? Because I'd like to be helping them right now", Karma asked, letting the irritation show in his voice.

"Can you call teaching assassination skills helping?" Akame questioned, a cold smirk forming on her lips. "I don't really think so, but you and I are different – I think we've proved that hundred times already. And yes, I'd like to have a word with you about this classmate… problem of yours."

"Well?"

"You do know, that we'll soon be in an all-out war with the ministry of defense?" Yoosuke asked. "It's very obvious that your old classmates are on the other side. Don't you think it's a bit stupid to let the enemy so close to our heart?"

Karma couldn't disagree with Yoosuke – it was dangerous. Especially with Koro-sensei there, the red head did not doubt that the octopus would inform Karasuma about this. And teaching the enemy how to fight? You could say that was stupid as well. Really stupid.

"I don't consider those kids as my enemies", Karma ended up saying. "They're in the same age as I am, but the power difference is huge. Neither of them could actually defeat an assassin from the Demons, I can assure you that. Especially when it comes to the stronger assassins, like us. The only problem is the octopus."

"That is under control", Akame suddenly said, earning surprised looks from both Karma and Yoosuke. The red haired woman smiled coldly. "We have almost everyone of is dear students right under our noses. What can the octopus do, when his precious family is threatened? One wrong move and someone will end up dead. And he knows this." Akame paused for a moment to observe Karma's reaction, but the red head was trying his best not to show anything. Obviously, he did not like the fact that his older sister was talking about blackmailing Koro-sensei to stay quiet – but what other choice did they have? In the end, Karma was loyal to Akame, not to the ministry of defense.

"And we do still have you as well, Karma", Akame continued. "I don't believe you've told him everything, there are still few secrets you're hiding, isn't there? As long as those secrets stay as secrets we'll be fine. The octopus can't go against me, as long as you stand next to me. And I know for sure, that you wont betray me."

"Why are you so sure about that?" Karma asked, even though he knew the answer.

"Because you still hold onto that promise you made to Kaoru", his older sister answered, shrugging her shoulders, a smug look on her face.

"Right", Karma grunted, gritting his teeth together. "Was that all? Because I'd like to go now. You probably want me to keep an eye at them."

"Of course", Akame nodded. "But one more thing. I'd like you to promise me something."

"…Promise you something?" Karma repeated. He was taken completely off guard. Akame had never asked for him to promise something, and Karma did not make promises so easily. "Okay…? I'm listening." He wanted to learn more. Why was Akame asking for such a thing all of a sudden?

"Well, actually, I'd like you to promise this to the two of us." With that, Akame meant her and Yoosuke, who seemed even more serious than before.

"I get it. Just tell me what's this about, and I'll consider", Karma nodded.

Akame took a deep breath in… showing hesitation? Karma couldn't believe he was actually witnessing this. He had never seen Akame hesitate like this. And it made him feel uneasy, because it certainly wasn't normal. The master of the Demons did not show her fear so easily.

"Karma, I'm pregnant", Akame said, completely serious. "And I want you to take care of the baby, no matter what happens."

The room was quiet for a moment. Karma couldn't help but stare at his older sister, who seemed completely serious about this. This is a joke, right? Right?!

"…You're pregnant?" he coughed up. Akame nodded and Karma inwardly facepalmed. The woman wasn't lying. This was serious. "And why do you want me to take care of the baby?"

"Because you're obviously suited to be a parent more than I am", the red haired woman answered. "And… I don't want her to be taught like you and I were. I want her to have a real, free childhood. With you, she could have it. I know, that out of everyone I know, you have the kindest heart. I firmly believe that you're a person suited to be my daughter's caretaker."

"So it's a girl?" Karma said. "Yoosuke is the father, right?"

There was a resentful look on Akame's face for a moment. "Of course, what kind of question is that?"

"Okay, forget it. But why the hell now? You said it yourself, we're in a fight with the defense ministry. Doesn't that risk the baby's life?"

"It does", Yoosuke said. "But there's no other time for this. You know, both mine and yours families are dead – we're the only ones left. Akame wants your bloodline to continue on. Of course, without the whole assassination thing."

Karma was quiet again, his thoughts running to Kaoru for a moment. Karma wasn't even eighteen yet and here he was – getting a baby. It was a huge responsibility. "What about the two of you? Don't you want to be there for her?"

Akame let out a sigh. "We've thought this through. Karma, there's no chance for us to go back to the light. It's over for us, but not for you. After this problem is over with the ministry of defense, I'll let you go. Of course, only if you take the baby with you. And Yuki and Kasumi with her younger brother as well. Take them all. It's better that you wont go alone."

"Where do you want me to go? There's no place for me in this country anymore!" Karma questioned.

"There is. One place, a peaceful place, out of the big cities at the countryside", Yoosuke answered. "My family's old manor. It residences in the middle of an old forest, far away from people. The closest village is fifty miles away. It's a safe place, many people don't even know about its existence – if anyone."

"How long until the baby is born?" Karma sighed. This was giving him a headache.

"Four months", Akame answered.

"You don't look pregnant", Karma decided to point out, even though, he already knew that these two weren't joking.

"It's just illusion", Akame chuckled. "Easy to hide, especially with Souta's help."

"You should stay out of the battlefield then", Karma said. "So the baby wont get hurt."

The red haired woman let out a chuckle once again. "I knew you care. And I'll keep low profile for now. After the baby is born, and you've left – things will return back to normal. Or at least I hope so…"

"What do you mean?" Karma asked, showing more concern in his voice than he meant.

"Nothing", Akame said. "Now, promise or not?"

"Can I consider a little longer?" was the only answer Karma could give Akame at the moment.

The red haired woman glanced at Yoosuke, who just nodded, a warm smile on his face. Karma knew very well that the black haired man truly loved Akame, and he was glad because of it. At least his older sister had someone with her, no matter what. Yoosuke would never betray her.

"You have two days Karma", his older sister said. "That's all the time I can give to you."

"Right…" Karma nodded. "Well, I'm going to go now."

And after that, Karma left, feeling more uncertain than ever before.

Now what I'm supposed to do?

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The Last Assassination**

Koro-sensei's pov:

He was surprised when instead of Karma, Kasumi came to get them at eleven o'clock. She didn't speak much, only told them to follow her and leave everything behind. Then she led them through countless hallways, until she finally stopped in front of a door and opened it. Kasumi stepped in and told them to follow again.

Koro-sensei didn't know what he had expected, but certainly not what he saw. Instead of stepping into a normal room, they stepped into a huge hall, almost as big as the black-market was. But instead of hundreds of stalls, they saw at least two different shooting ranges, a battle field that looked a lot like a town and different kind of barriers for parkour practicing.

"This is the first training-ground, also the best one we have", Kasumi told them. "You'll be training here for the whole time you're here. Now, go and change into better clothes. You see those two doors? The left is for men and the right for women – obviously because woman are always right. There are clothes for all of you in there. Once you're done changing, come back here."

Koro-sensei stayed with Kasumi as his dear students left. "Where's Karma?" he asked now that there were only the two of them.

"He had to stay and talk with Black-sama", the silver haired woman bluntly answered.

"He isn't in any trouble because of us?" Koro-sensei asked worriedly.

"Oh, he's in big trouble because of you", Kasumi chuckled, her voice bitter. "But he's so kind that he doesn't really care about himself. And it's not like Karma would care about people hating him, he's not that kind of guy and you know it. But there's not much time left for any of us and I hate say this – because I actually do like you guys – but I don't like the fact that you're using his precious time like this."

"Are you talking about his death?" Koro-sensei questioned. "Because we're here to stop it – I'm not going to let Karma die."

"Do you feel guilty?" Kasumi suddenly asked.

"Excuse me?"

"Do you feel guilty because of what happened two years ago?" the silver haired woman clarified. "It's possible that Karma wouldn't be here if you would've saved him back then." She was quiet for a moment before adding: "Of course, you'd be dead, if that would've happened. The only reason you got that serum which saved your life, was because Karma bought it for you – with his freedom."

Koro-sensei was quiet for a moment – he knew that Kasumi was right. "I've understood that much", he said. "And I'm planning to change things. Even if it takes my life –"

"You don't understand!" Kasumi interrupted. "If you'll die – no, if anyone of you dies, that means that Karma's been through all this pain for nothing! You think he became an assassin just to save his own ass? Of course not! And this is the exact reason why you need to stay away from him. I don't want to see him in any more pain. Karma doesn't deserve it."

The burning look in Kasumi's eyes told Koro-sensei that the silver haired woman wanted to protect her partner. Karma was always protecting everyone else, planning everything out and being the protective wall around people. That was one thing that hadn't changed. But Kasumi was right – it was their time to protect the red head.

"Tell me, Kasumi-san, what was he like when you met him for the first time?" Koro-sensei asked. This question seemed to surprise Kasumi a bit, but she got over it quickly.

"When I first saw him, Karma was dying. If Souta, our doctor, wouldn't have been here, he would've died right away. But even with Souta's help, he lied in coma for two months, and even after waking up, he was bedridden for four months. After that, he was able to walk again like a normal people – but the truth is, Karma will never be okay again", Kasumi told him, sad look in her eyes. "An assassin with such a huge weakness… Karma's life is a gamble, he could die any moment."

"You mean… he hasn't healed yet?"

"He'll never be completely himself again", Kasumi said. "All I can do, is make him feel little better and safer. And I swear, I'll do anything to keep that smile on his face. Karma has the amazing power of making people around him smile and feel better about themselves. He, no matter how mean he might seem at first, always knows the right words. I want him to continue doing that." Kasumi turned to look away, silent chuckle escaping her lips. "As long as it possible, I'll stay and keep an eye at him. I'm not letting him die."

Koro-sensei felt his heart warm up. The silver haired woman truly cared for her partner, and he was happy to see it. He was happy to know, that Karma hadn't been all alone. "Kasumi-san… I promise to do my best to help you." The silver haired woman turned to look at Koro-sensei again, this time smiling happily.

"That's good to hear", she said.

"Hmmn, by the way", Koro-sensei continued. "Do you already know what you're going to give Karma for his birthday?"

"Yes", Kasumi nodded. "I have a present from both me and Hiro. And also from someone else… But that's for Karma to see."

"I understand", Koro-sensei nodded. They didn't talk anymore, when the students finally returned from the changing rooms. They were now wearing normal looking gym-clothes from any school in Japan, except, Koro-sensei could tell that the material used in these clothes was lot better than in normal schools.

"Good, you're done", Kasumi sighed. "Then, you see that arena there? Two laps around it and return here." Kasumi pointed her hand at the area fifteen meters away from them. It was empty, if you did not include the benches making the area seem like a huge arena. Koro-sensei guessed the assassins used it for combat-fight training and warm-up.

"But it's huge!" Koro-sensei heard more than one student complain.

"Listen here, you guys aren't in such a good shape that we could start doing the hard stuff right away", Kasumi said coldly. "Run and get back here. If you can't do it, you're nothing more than waste of time."

The students left without any other complains and Koro-sensei watched as they ran, chuckling slightly. Kasumi just stood next to him, silently observing each and every student. At some point, a certain red head appeared next to her.

"Karma-kun!" Koro-sensei said. "Glad to see you finally came. Kasumi-san here just put the others run few laps around that arena."

The red head gave Koro-sensei a weak smile before turning to Kasumi. "Are they any good?" he asked.

"Could be better, but could be worse as well. Average", the silver haired woman answered. "Are you okay? Did something bad happen?" Kasumi gave Karma a concerned look, but she hadn't been the only one to notice the red head's hesitation and how uncomfortable he seemed to feel.

"Well, you could say that my life is going to be really messed up for the next twenty years", Karma muttered almost so quietly that Koro-sensei didn't hear. Almost.

"Now, what's that supposed to mean?" he asked from his former student.

"I'm sorry, sensei, but I'm not allowed to talk about this", Karma said, putting an apologetic smile on his face. It was obvious that the smile was little forced. Then the red head turned his attention to his old classmates, who were all just returning from the arena, panting loudly. Koro-sensei swore he heard Karma sigh and chuckle at the same time. "Looks like you've let your shape worsen. We really need to do something to it."

"Can you even do much better than we?" Terasaka-kun asked, being as grumpy as usually. Karma chuckled lightly.

"Of course I could, but I'm not in the mood right now", he simply said.

"And he's not allowed to", Kasumi added. "The doctor's orders."

"That too", Karma nodded. "But let's not talk about me – you guys want to be assassins so badly, then we'll teach you like assassins. Of course, I'm not going to be so cruel. We'll start easily, with warming up. You guys ran already two laps, so how about you go and run three more?" The students groaned in unison, but left back to the arena without saying any complains. "I'm not even considering giving them any weapons unless they can at least run five laps without running out of breath. We'll start with basic combat-training and getting their conditions up." Karma glanced at Koro-sensei. "I hope you're okay with that."

"Nurufufufu… you're the teacher here", Koro-sensei chuckled. "Do what you want."

Karma smiled and this time Koro-sensei could tell that it wasn't forced at all. Kasumi let out a chuckle.

"It seems you'll be just fine", the silver haired woman said. "I'm going to check out where Hiro is and then we'll go and see if there are any missions for us. I'm going to check your mission-board as well."

"Okay, thanks… again." Karma watched Kasumi's back as the woman left the training-ground. Then he turned back to his old classmates. "Let's see… Terasaka is in good physical condition and so are Maehara, Sugino and few others. It seems that Kayano and Hayami are the ones with the most flexible bodies. Though, out of them all, I still think Nagisa has the most skills… Nakamura is naturally good at giving out orders and planning and so are Kataoka and Isogai. But it's not like anyone except Chiba and Hayami would have any specialties. They at least know they're good when it comes to shooting, though Maehara has always been better with knifes than guns..."

And the red head kept going, listing out everyone's strong points and weaknesses. He had a tablet with him, and he wrote up everything needed in there, including what they should improve and what new he should teach them. Koro-sensei was yet again completely amazed by Karma's analyzing skills. He only needed to see his old classmates run few laps to figure out their weak and strong points and go even further – Karma had already figured out how they would turn out if he'd put them run even more or focus on combat skills. It was truly amazing to see how good Karma was at analyzing.

When the students were returning from the arena, Koro-sensei noticed the gentle smile on Karma's face. "Go and drink water", the red head said. "I don't want any of you to meet our doctor." And surprise, everyone went to drink without any complains.

"I suppose you have everything planned out now", Koro-sensei questioned Karma when they were left alone again.

"Yeah, pretty much", he answered. The red head tapped the screen of the table few more times before lowering it and turning his piercing golden eyes towards Koro-sensei. "Don't worry sensei, I'm not going to make them work like slaves. But easy it wont be, oh no. The life of an assassin is not easy, and that's the first thing I want them to learn."

"That might not even be hard", Koro-sensei chuckled, seeing how tired his old students were already. Karma answered him with cheerful chuckles – and Koro-sensei couldn't help but think how happy he was to hear him laugh again like that.

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The Last Assassination**

Nagisa's pov:

Karma was a better teacher than Nagisa thought. The red head had the incredible ability to analyze everyone and point out their weaknesses. And even more, he knew exactly how to make them stronger. It was still their first day, and they had been training for three straight hours, but Nagisa could already feel that he was getting better. Or maybe it was because Karma insisted that they were all getting better, slowly but still.

The training was hard, alright. After running five laps (about two and half kilometers), Karma put them do some stretching and then made them run five laps more. After that he split them up in pairs and made them fight against each other, just to see how good they were when it came to close combat. Well, after five minutes of observing Karma told them to stop and said that they sucked. Talk about being straightforward (Karma's exact words were: 'You guys suck so bad. How come you're still here?). After mocking them for three minutes, he started to give out easy tips for fighting. He showed few simple moves – surprisingly he used Terasaka-kun as an example, beating the shit out of the brown haired boy. But it did really help. Karma didn't teach them anything too hard and every move he showed, everyone mastered without any real difficulties.

"Of course, you must know that this is just the beginner stuff", Karma said, serious look on his face. "You don't have a chance of beating any assassins here, but I'm not expecting you to do something like that either. We'll get there, slowly but steadily. Don't hurry, everyone has something they're not good at. Close combat might not be your thing, but it's still essential that you know it. We'll get to the weapons later on." The red head gave a reassuring look to Chiba and Hayami, who were snipers and not so used to close combat fighting. "Knowing more than one way of fighting is a trump-card for an assassin. Take me as an example here – I'm a sniper to the blood, yet I succeed in close combat as well. I'm going to teach you how to fight well and then we'll go little deeper with the weaponry. I know you know the basics, but the more you know, the better."

"Can you really teach us all that before Christmas? Especially since we have only a week left", Yoshida-kun asked worriedly.

Karma gave him a sinister smirk. "Oh, I'm going to beat the knowledge into your heads if necessary."

Scary… Nagisa thought, sweat dropping.

"But I don't think I need to do something like that", the red head continued, chuckling slightly. "You guys know your stuff and for beginners, you're not that bad. You'll get there faster than you think possible."

"You sure?" Kayano asked.

"Hundred percent", Karma assured. "Just make sure you do your part and I'll do mine."

Nagisa smiled. "I'm going to guess that you're not going to make this easy for us." Karma answered his smile.

"Now where's the fun in that?" the red head asked innocently. "But for now, take a break. I'm not going to use you up right from the start. Half an hour and we'll go through this again – all of this. Be prepared and enjoy your break."

And with that, Karma dismissed them. The girls decided to and take quick showers so they'd be little more energized, and Maehara, Sugino and Isogai followed their lead. Terasaka and Yoshida decided to just to lay down and relax for a moment – while Nagisa had no idea what to do. Shower did sound nice, but at the same time he wanted to be with Karma, who was now planning how to torture them tomorrow.

"Ne, Nagisa, what do you say about some water training? We have a pool here, and physical training in water is lot harder than normal training…" Karma suddenly asked from him. The red head was sitting on the ground, his golden eyes eyeing Nagisa.

"Anything is fine with me – you're the boss here", Nagisa answered and Karma chuckled.

"When I said it's going to be harder, I meant it. But whatever you say", Karma shrugged. "Though, I think we'll have to do it daily. Okay, I'll write that down and ask Yoosuke about it later… He's better with these kind of things."

"Who's Yoosuke?" Nagisa asked.

"Hmmn? He's an assassin from the elite ten – you've met him before."

"Have I? Um, was he… the one named Brown?" Nagisa thoughts wandered back to yesterday and to the stern looking man, who had been introduced as number eight and color brown. For some reason, Karma started to laugh like Nagisa would've said something funny.

"Thank the God he's not", the red head said. "You've probably heard me say the name Gorou before, haven't you?" Nagisa nodded. "Gorou is the number eight – he's partners with Ume, number seven and color blue. Honestly, I don't like those two at all, so stay away from them. They automatically hate people who have something to do with me. Exception being Black and Yoosuke." Karma's laughter died down and there was a sad look on his face again for a moment. "Yoosuke is White, the number three. Also Black's partner. He's the best combat fighter we have and knows all about this kind of stuff." Karma showed the tablet to Nagisa and the bluenette read Karma's analyzes. It was incredible detailed.

"He was the man who came to get me yesterday", Karma explained. "The one with pitch black hair and almost white eyes."

"Oh, I remember him", Nagisa nodded. "Funny how everything that happened yesterday seemed to happen a really long time ago."

Karma shrugged his shoulder ones again. "I don't know about that. Time flies fast."

Nagisa eyed the red head and noticed how tired Karma suddenly seemed. "You okay?" he asked worriedly. Karma answered him with a genuine yet tired smile.

"As okay as I can be right now", he said. "It'd be great if things could be better, but I'm glad the worst thing hasn't happened yet."

"What's the worst thing?"

"Losing you guys", Karma answered without hesitation, his golden eyes completely serious. The red head eyed the tablet in his hands for a moment, before glancing up to Nagisa and giving the bluenette a kind smile. "Let's make sure something like that wont happen." It felt like Karma would've left something unsaid, but he did have a genuine look in his eyes as he said those words. Nagisa was slowly becoming better at telling was the red head lying or not, but even an idiot could tell that Karma was being honest at the moment.

Nagisa sat down next to the red head. "No ones going to die", he said.

"You make it sound like it would be so simple", Karma chuckled bitterly. "But it's not. It's really not so simple…" Karma's gaze turned little emptier and he seemed to drift into deep thoughts. They sat in silence for a moment, until Nagisa heard a door open and he turned to look behind him. A brown haired young girl had entered the training-ground, brown eyes wandering around the hall until she found the person she was looking for.

"There you are!" the brown haired girl gasped and ran to Karma and Nagisa. "I've been looking for you everywhere! Why didn't you tell me about this whole teaching thing?"

Karma turned to look at the brown haired girl, smiling a little. "Hello Yuki, it's nice to see you too."

The brown haired girl blushed and mumbled something close to sorry. "Hey! Don't ignore my question!" she continued. "What's going on now, Karma-sama?"

…sama?

Karma cringed. "God dammit, Yuki, I've told you a hundred times - don't call me that!" the red head said, sounding rather annoyed. The brown haired girl just smiled smugly, making Karma sigh. "Uh, anyway, I think I should introduce you two." He put a smile on his face again and turned to look at Nagisa. "This girl here is Yuki, my um… how should I put it?"

"Servant?" Yuki suggested.

"You know I don't see you as a one", Karma corrected, giving the brown haired girl an apologetic smile, before turning to Nagisa's direction again. "She's a friend of mine. And Yuki, this is Nagisa, also a friend of mine, we used to go to the same junior-high."

"I see", Yuki nodded, her brown eyes drifting to Nagisa. She eyed the bluenette for a moment, making Nagisa feel little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Nagisa-sama."

"Please, just Nagisa is enough", Nagisa said, sweat dropping slightly. "It's nice to meet you as well, Yuki-san."

"Okay, that's enough for now", Karma said. "Why are you here anyway?" The red head gave Yuki a questioning look.

"Ah, about that…", Yuki answered, her voice full of hesitation and now Nagisa could see that something was making the brown haired girl nervous. "He's back here."

Nagisa had no idea who the brown haired girl was talking about, but Karma obviously had. "Again?" he asked, an annoyed look on his face. "How many times do I have to say no to him for him to actually understand?" The red head sighed and stood up. "Well, I guess I have no choice but to beat my answer into his thick skull."

"Who are we talking about?" Nagisa asked.

"A client of mine - or so he says", Karma answered. "I never accepted his request to kill a certain man… I still don't approve him."

"Then why is he coming back to you again? Why wont the man go and bother some other assassin?"

"Because I told everyone else not to accept his request, there's no one in the Demons who will do the job", Karma bluntly said.

"Why?"

"He doesn't want to be responsible for causing the death of an another man", Yuki said, her voice getting cold. "He's nothing more than a rich, mean man. When you ask an assassin from the Demons to kill someone, it of course cost a lot - but we wont hold the responsibility for killing the person. It's one of the ways the ministry of defense can't reach us. Because we make sure to leave nothing behind - and all leads lead to the person requesting the job, never to the assassin who actually did the dirty part."

"Every client has to accept this", Karma continued. "If they can't, we turn them down. But it's pretty rare that anyone gets caught. The Underworld is under our control - we wont let it slide. There's not much the ministry of defense can do to us while we are stronger and wiser than they are." The red head let out a sigh once again. "I'm going to go and meet that man for one last time. He is still here, right?"

Yuki nodded to that. "He's waiting at the third meeting room."

"Okay", Karma said. "I'm going now. It seems that you guys are going to have a little longer break."

"Wait!" Nagisa said. "Can I come too?"

Karma gave him a surprised look before nodding. "Sure, hop along. This might not be such a bad idea in the end", the red head said. "At least you'll learn a thing or two about how we do things in here. But it's not going to be anything pretty to see, that much I can say already."

"It doesn't matter", Nagisa answered. "I wont back down."

Karma chuckled. "That's good to hear. Now, let's go."

End of chapter 24

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The Last Assassination**

A/N: Bad ending, I know, but I had to end it before it would get too long... oh well, we'll see the next time I update. Have a nice day everyone~!