One of the world's oldest jobs is hired killers, ninjas, or simply... assassins.
Due to the need and demand for assassins, entire clans were formed that still exist in modern-day, to raise killers with how to do their job correctly while passing on...
Entering the room, Yn immediately saw his principal, Akuma.
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Akuma: Mister Zeiro, please sit down.
Following his instructions, Yn sits across from Akuma.
Akuma: Now tell me...
Akuma: How did you like the show I recommended?
Yn: It's really cool. I binged the whole thing and can't wait for the new season!
Akuma:(chuckles) I'm excited as well. After that cliffhanger, I simply cannot wait for the next season.
Yn: You have anything else for me to watch?
Akuma: Of course.
Opening the drawer beside his desk that was filled with movie and tv show DVD boxes, Akuma began rummaging around for something to give young Yn.
Akuma: I hear you've made friends with some of your classmates.
Yn: Oh yeah. It's so much nicer to come into class without getting this feeling like everyone wanted to brutal kill me.
Yn: I still get feelings of murderous intent when I enter class, but much less than before... So progress!
Akuma: Speaking of progress...
He says as he's flipping through a few movie boxes.
Akuma: How is your training coming along?
Yn: Good I guess.
Yn: I got Ran to teach me how to wall jump. I'm starting to feel more and more like a badass professional assassin every day.
Akuma: Wonderful to hear.
He places three DVDs on his desk for Yn.
Akuma: Here you go. Enjoy.
Yn: Thanks. I'll check these out when I get home. When do you want them back?
Akuma: Keep them. Consider them a gift for helping to clear my conscious a tad bit.
Yn: Huh?
Akuma: This school tends to be the final nail in the coffin for my student's childhoods. It's refreshing to hear that some are making friends and trying to enjoy themselves a little.
Akuma: But I digress. Why don't you carry on and get yourself some lunch?
Yn: Yeah... I'm starving. See you around Akuma-san.
Leaving the room, Akuma opens a secret compartment of his desk that slides the top table part of it to the side, revealing a sword that glowed purple.
Light pulsated from it, however, the rhythm of it seemed to slow down for some reason.
