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Irina Jelavic was a massive bitch of all bitches and Mitsuko hated her!

Mitsuko scowled, curled up with her knees as she was held in a cage with the rest of her classmates and Koro-sensei.

Everything was and felt like complete shit to the point she couldn't even bring herself to care when Karasuma came with the Reaper and Massive-traitor-traitor-Bitchsensei in tow.

"Uh, Mitsu?" Rio whispered, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You doing okay?"

Mitsuko gritted her teeth and glared at the ground.

The Reaper was talking about killing them and...and Bitch-sensei didn't even care!

"Here's how the government sees it," Karasuma said evenly.

The sound that followed after sounded very much like a hard punch.

Mitsuko frowned and looked over her shoulder.

Karasuma stood protectively in front of the class, fist raised. "The lives of 27 people are weightier than the Earth." He straightened and swiftly loosened his tie. "If you plan on killing them too..." There was something fiercely protective in his voice. "I'll stop you."

"Mr Karasuma!" several of the students said.

Mitsuko's eyes widened in surprise when she saw their teacher stand his ground for them when the odds weren't in his favour.

"S-so cool!" Koro-sensei stuttered. Kurahashi was shown with hearts for eyes.

"And I'll tell you this, Irina." Bitch-sensei's eyes widened fractionally. Karasuma pulled his suit jacket off and let it fall to the floor. "Being a pro isn't quite so carefree."

Reaper was smiling widely and dashed out of the room. Karasuma and the class gasped.

"I don't think so!" Karasuma shouted. He quickly followed after him.

"Mr Karasuma!" Koro-sensei called as the Reaper disappeared through the entrance. "Turn on your transceiver!"

Bitch-sensei smiled. "Hmph. How rash." She undid her collar and twirled it on her finger.

Mitsuko's eyes narrowed, feeling a burning hot rage build.

"Karasuma may stand apart from others, but he goes even further." Bitch-sensei turned her nose up arrogantly. "Just look at how he trapped that octopus."

"Bitch-sensei..." Yada murmured.

"Shut your mouth!!" Mitsuko yelled at her once favourite teacher, bolting to her feet to touch the bars. "That asshole isn't worth shit, and you're worth even less!"

"Mitsuko!" Koro-sensei chastised while the class watched in surprise.

Bitch-sensei stiffened, staring at her in alarm. "Listen, brat—"

"No! Don't even say another word!" Mitsuko shouted, barely holding back tears. "You don't get to act like this after everything you—you made being a bitch something to be proud of, and we...I actually liked you! I thought you were amazing and you..." She trailed off when her voice hitched.

"Mitsuko..." Koro-sensei tried to reach out, but she whacked his tentacle away.

Bitch-sensei grimaced, her hands clenched into fists as her gaze lowered. "I..." A beeping sound rang. She sighed and pressed her fingers against her ear, turning away from them.

"Hey! I wasn't finished!" Mitsuko yelled, but Bitch-sensei had already grabbed her gun.

"What do you want me to say, brat?" Bitch-sensei looked at her grimly. "It is what it is." She raised her gun and ran towards the gap in the wall where the Reaper had disappeared to.

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