Your Life in Class 3-E

Attempt Time

Your pov.

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Once again, the octopus teacher is writing some nonsense on the board while I just stared at it. Well, not really. You were mentally going over your plan as you fidgeted with the hem of your skirt. The sack that Terasaka gave you? It has a grenade in it. You wore it around your neck and you put your book in from of your chest so the octopus wouldn't see it. 

"Okey dokey, class. You assignment this afternoon is to compose a short poem. The final line should be, 'was tentacles all along'."

Everyone was in total confusion. 

Kanzaki rose her hand hesitantly. "Excuse me sir, really?"

"Yup," the octopus said with confidence. "When you are done, kindly bring it up here so it can be graded. It will be graded on creativity, grammar, and overall beauty. An example would be, 'Not the storm of garden snow, of flowers moving on, but sprouting there instead was tentacles all along'." 

Isogai sighed and rested his chin on one hand. "Yeah, because that makes a whole lot of sense."

Normally, I would have snickered and made a comment on a funny poem like that, but I was too busy thinking of the plan. Since I sit right behind Kayano, I can see Nagisa preparing an anti-octopus knife. I should get ready too, I thought. 

"Well, once you finished the poem, you can pack up and go home!!"

Everyone gasped. "But sir-"

"Should get those synapse to start sparking and the imagination slithering! Abblblblblblblblbllbblblblblblbllblblblbl-"

"WOULD YOU PLEASE CUT THAT OUT???!!!!" Maehara said exasperatedly.

"Um sir, question!" Kayano raised her hand. 

"Yes, Kayano?" He answered. Huh. I noticed how his face turned pink. Which means... 

"Do we always have to call you sir? You haven't told us your name and I think we need one." 

"Uh-"

"I mean, it would be awkward if we don't call you anything, right?"

"Hmm, well now..." That octopus is a bit slow. I suddenly remembered something from Nagisa's notes. Pink means that he's tired. His reaction to Kayano's question was a bit slow. I saw that the rest of the class noticed too. I glanced at Nagisa. He gave me a small nod. 

"Hmm, the trouble is, I don't have the name that you just give people," the octopus said while scratching his round head with a tentacle. "Why not give one for me?"

"What could go wrong?" Maehara sweatdropped. 

"Now I will just take a short break while you children write your poems." With that, the octopus turned pink and sat on a chair. I looked at Nagisa. He stood up and walked towards our teacher. 

"Oh, Nagisa. Done already?" The octopus was a bit slow on that. Good. Everyone, including the octopus, was distracted by Nagisa. He walked up to him and stood for a moment. Then he pulled out his knife and attempted a stab. It didn't work, but I was expecting it. I used that moment of distraction to walk up to the front of the classroom and hide behind the table. 

"What did I say about thinking outside the box?" The octopus said. 

"Hmp. I was, sir," Nagisa smirked. "And here it is."

With that, I jumped from behind the table and hugged the octopus. I pulled the grenade out and put an innocent smile on my face just for good measure.