049 Hell

"Cut, the little guy is crazy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Takaoka looked at Yumu dissatisfied, "It seems that you haven't realized it yet, I don't need an answer other than 'yes'." So, if you have an opinion, let's use our fists to communicate. As he spoke, Takaoka shook his fist, ready to attack, "Dad, which way I'm better at it." ”

"Okay..."Yumu was about to fight, but was stopped by a voice.

"Stop, Takaoka!" Mr. Karasuma rushed out at this time and shouted at Takaoka.

"It's okay, everyone. Did you hurt your neck? At this time, Mr. Karama ran over and looked at Maehara, who was already injured, and was concerned.

"I'm fine." Maehara said reluctantly, trying to move his neck, but there was a sharp pain, and he grinned in pain.

"I've got my strength in check, Uruma." Takaoka fiddled his fist at Karasuma and pretended to say, "They are my family, so of course you have to be careful." ”

"That's not right! They are not your family" A red tentacle climbed on Takaoka's shoulder, killing the teacher was already angry, "They are my students!" ”

"What did you do while I wasn't looking?" Teacher Kill said angrily, he has changed from a raw octopus to a cooked octopus.

"Do you have an opinion, monster." Calmly patting off the tentacles that killed the teacher, Yinggang said calmly, "The course of physical education should be fully entrusted to me." And the corporal punishment just now is also within the normal scope of education, but I want to train a killer who can kill you in a short period of time. Takaoka spread out his hands and said as a matter of course, "Of course, it's normal to be strict." Or how do you want to be? Takaoka suddenly aggravated his tone, "Just because your educational philosophy is different from yours, are you going to attack a man who has not harmed you at all?" The killing teacher blushed angrily, but he couldn't say a word.

The training continued, and Yumu wanted to quit, but was left by Yukiko for the reason of "sharing weal and thin" with everyone, and everyone started, the so-called 300 squats.

"I said that there is Xizi, we are fine with 300 squats, but what about the other students?" Youmeng gradually realized that something was wrong, this teacher's education method was too problematic. No wonder Yukiko won't let him go!

"Well, there's no way, let's take one step at a time." Yuki Ziye has no idea. If the karma is not there, there are really not many people who can think of a solution at such a time.

"If it goes on like that, the students will be exhausted." Teacher Kill looked at the students who were doing the so-called training and said uneasily, "Although it seems to me that what he did was wrong. But he has his own educational philosophy. Therefore, Mr. Uruma, you are also a physical education teacher, and I want you to deny his approach. ”

With his head down, Mr. Karasuma pondered silently, negative? I...

"I'm not willing, Karasuma." Takaoka grinned and sneered in his heart, "The students I cultivated were snatched away by me." You, who performed the best in the army, must not have taken me seriously at all. And you're being robbed of my best chance of promotion like this. ”

"It doesn't matter if most of them are exhausted." Takaoka thought coldly, "As long as you train the students who stay to the end to become elites and successfully assassinate that octopus, then I will be able to point fingers at you as a hero who has cultivated heroes." ”

"What's the joke?" Sugaya was too tired to do it.

"Squats 300 times will tire people to death." I was injured in the front of the body, and I couldn't stand it.

"Mr. Karama..."Kurahashi really had no strength, squatted down helplessly, and whispered in a crying voice, but he was unexpectedly heard by Takaoka.

"Hey," Takaoka pinched his fingers dissatisfied, "Uruma is not our family, we need to punish it, you kid who doesn't know how to rely on his father." As he spoke, a punch was about to fall.

"I'll go, can you bear this?" The dream couldn't stand it all of a sudden, "I can't bear it anymore!" "I was about to get up and educate this guy who didn't know the height of the sky, but Mr. Karasuma made the first move.

"That's it," Uruma's voice was a little suppressed, obviously angry, "if you still want to fight, let me be your opponent!" ”

"Karama," Takaoka laughed instead of being angry, "I knew it was time for you to interfere with me." ”

It's almost time to use that trick, Takaoka thought, and said, "I said, it's not violence, it's education. I'm not going to settle it with you with violence. Even if there is a duel, it is just a competition between teachers. Takaoka said ill-intentionedly, "Uruma, you choose a proud protégé from among the students you have personally trained, let the Anger people fight me, and as long as you can hit me, I will admit that your education method is better than mine, and will take the initiative to leave." ”

As he spoke, Takaoka came to his travel bag and unzipped it, "But that's not what I'm going to need." Throwing aside the knife in his hand, Takaoka took out a sharp military dagger, "The target of the assassination is me, so the weapon used must also be genuine!" As he spoke, a fierce glint flashed in Takaoka's eyes.

"Real knives?" Wuma was a little surprised, "Stop, you're messing around, they have neither been trained to assassinate humans, nor are they psychologically prepared." ”

"Don't worry," Takaoka said nonchalantly, "even if you don't stab it completely, you'll be counted." And I'm going into battle empty-handed, which is already the biggest concession. ”

This trick has been tried and tested many times in the army. Takaoka silently thought that the recruits who received the real knife for the first time were so frightened that their legs and feet were weak, and I subdued them empty-handed, so all the people present realized the difference in strength, so they could only obediently obey me and become convinced.

"Alright, Karasuma. Pick one. Takaoka shouted proudly, "If you don't want to, obey me unconditionally!" As he spoke, he threw the dagger in his hand to the ground.

I'm still hesitating, and I'm secretly thinking to myself whether it really takes his ruthless education to raise a killer who can save the planet, and I've been hesitating since I've been here, and I'm also hesitating whether it's worth it or not, and which student with the slightest possibility is in danger.

Walking towards the students, Maehara was injured, and Isobei had to match him to play his best, and the industry was not there, Hinata Okano and Megumi Kataoka were girls who couldn't do it, so ...

"Nagisa, can you?" Uruma-sensei set his sights on Nagisa.

"Why, why Nagisa?" The classmates were a little shocked.

"I, from the standpoint of the person entrusted with the assassination mission of saving the world, believe that you are professionals like me, and the minimum remuneration that you should be offered as a professional is to ensure that you can live a normal junior high school life." Uruma said sincerely, "So there's no need for you to take this knife reluctantly, but I'll go back and negotiate with Takaoka and try to get him to keep you paid as well." ”

I liked the look in this person's eyes very much, and Nagisa thought to himself, the person who would look at me with such sincere eyes when he spoke, not even in his family. He should have a lot to hide from us because of the position, and I don't know why he chose me, but... Thinking about it, Nagisa took the knife, and the knife that the teacher handed me can be trusted. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Nagisa's face did not change, and I can't forgive the things of Maehara-san.

The snowy blade mark called Nagisa's resolute eyes, "I'll do my best." Nagisa nodded and said loudly.

"Oma, you can't look at people's eyes anymore." Takaoka scoffed.

"Is that guy in Wuma have a problem with his brain, why did he choose Nagisa?" Irina also said dissatisfiedly at the killing teacher.

"Nagisa, is it okay?" Yukiko also put her mouth to Yumu's ear and asked softly.

"No problem. Nagisa's assassination ability will not be much weaker than that of Mr. Uma. Of course, I should have just said assassination, but now this guy Takaoka doesn't take Nagisa to heart at all, it's not good, there really is a chance. No, rather, the chances are great! You can see it when you look at it. ”

Akira Takaoka made Class E a hell, but until the end, no one knew who the hell was.

At least that's what Phantom Dream believes.