Assassination Classroom: 365 Days Page #5

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And... do I smell something sweet?

Sharp ears and a sharp nose...

It's been exactly one year

since the day the moon exploded, right?

As I recall, Miss Yukimura

made today your birthday.

Feel free to praise my skill

in getting this here in one p--

Hey'. I'm talking'.!

But... it's just...

It's my first sweet anything in a week!

Ew, you're drooling!

Come on, guys-Jet's get singing!

And... go!

P Happy birthday to you, P

--Man, this is some bullshit-- P tooo

youuu! P "P happy birthday to you! P

P Happy birthday, dear Koro Sensei... P

P Happy birthday to you! P

This is more than enough.

C'mon, blow it out, Koro Sensei!

--There's just one, so make it count!

--A far greater reward than I deserve.

Happy birthday.

Shh-no'.!

"Kotaro Yanagisawa"

The time is ripe.

Let me give you the gift

of the world's cruelest death.

Sir... you know who I am, don't you?

"Reaper 2.0"

"An assassin and the Reaper's sole pupil"

Farewell, my teacher...

You never did see my face...

...did you?

If there were another with my skills,

the scope of my assassination work

would widen considerably.

So when he volunteered to be my pupil,

I took him in and trained him.

This was a man who admired power.

And so power he was taught,

just as he'd desired.

To cultivate loyalty, I showed him

the absolute gap in our power as well.

Mmm. Doesn't work, does it?

If you don't want more risk in your work,

first master the skills you've been taught.

It's not so much that I was lacking.

I just didn't understand

anything back then.

Your student probably

just wanted to be seen-by you.

You were my first student, and I...

I wasn't seeing you.

Die!

Run away!

Class...

There's something I forgot

to mention in my earlier lesson:

Even an assassin who's

cleverly avoided all head-to-head battles

is sure to have a number of times in life

when he or she must fight

with every last ounce of strength.

In my case...

...that would be now!

Still fancy yourself a teacher,

eh, guinea pig?

Then let's put you to the test.

Don't you see why we chose

this moment to make our move?

You'll protect them, right?

Isn't that what a teacher does?

--What's this?!

--Where are the kids?

Koro Sensei!

Koro Sensei!

Put the target with his students

and this was bound to happen.

Wrong answer, kids.

Deciding to show up here

tonight was a bad move.

How does it feel?

What's it like,

seeing your despairing students

being a hindrance

to their dear, dear teacher?

Now do you see it?

Your greatest weak point?

Koro Sensei's greatest weak point--it was...

"US"

--...us.

--That's preposterous!

This isn't a question

of right answer or wrong!

They risked life and limb to try to save me,

and overcame obstacles to meet me here!

That process, those hearts--

they're the greatest gift

a teacher could receive!

They're not a weak point,

and they're not a hindrance!

They' re my students!

And I'm proud

of each and every one of them!

What's more...

...protecting one's students

is a teacher's natural duty!

Yes, yes, very good.

Now, let's continue.

Better protect those

sweet students of yours.

Huh?!

You fool!

But-how?!

Run, Koro Sensei.

I'll buy you time--

just hide somewhere and recover!

Kayano?!

Oho...

That's a former tentacle-user for you.

Retained that kinetic vision, I see.

Stop, Kayano!

I'd regretted it all this time.

That it was my fault

the class learned the truth.

That I snatched away

the fun times we'd had together.

So at least... let me protect you...

...as your student!

You were right!

Thanks to your actions,

the class got to learn

what was truly important!

Don't worry, Koro Sensei.

You can do it if you try.

You know who taught me that? My sister...

"and you!

I get to have both sisters

die right in front of me?!

What a couple of troublemakers!

Maybe I should've kept her

as her sister's stand-in!

Too bad I'm not interested

in some holey b*tch.

There we go!

When you're beside yourself,

your emotions twisted,

your whole body goes pitch-black!

You couldn't be at full power otherwise.

In other words,

this is the destructive creature

showing his true colors!

And as for this full-bore fury of yours...

In showing his true power,

2.0 will negate that, too.

Now for his final attack.

Let's get away from here!

Nagisa?

Now, while his attention is elsewhere!

If we stay, we'll get

tangled up in this for sure!

B-But...

Running away is

a perfectly sound battle tactic!

What?! A white light?

No--his tentacles are still black.

No... it's yellow.

Nuh-uh--red!

Green!

Blue!

White!

All my colors...

all my emotions... all my past...

All my life, all mixed together...

...into pure-white energy.

My Pupil...

...may your graduation,

at least, be peaceful.

Sh-Sh*t! If that thing

only liquefies tentacles...

Nooo!

What's with the flowers?

I just picked a few for decoration.

Thought a soothing skill like that could,

you know, come in handy.

I can get rid of them if they're in the way.

No, leave them. You've got a good eye.

Better than mine.

Oh, good! Then I'll

bring in new ones every day!

You could...

...but you ought to be studying

chemistry daily instead.

You couldn't kill a mosquito

with what you know now.

If only I had seen that smile,

I might have been able to guide him

to an entirely different life.

The tentacles asked me

what I wanted to be.

I wanted you to acknowledge me.

I wanted... to be like you.

Now I can understand how you feel.

If we meet on the other side...

let's study together.

So we won't make the same mistakes.

No one shouted for joy.

Koro Sensei?

Kayano--she's...

Kaede...

Let's lay her down.

No, don't, Nagisa.

I don't want her to have

too much contact with germs in the soil.

Huh? Wh-What's this?

Kayano's blood and somatic cells.

I gathered them up

before she fell to the ground

and stored them

in a sterile membrane I made

with compressed air.

I'd set aside the tentacles

meant for protecting you.

Those were the only ones

I didn't use for fighting.

Now to string all these

cells together, one by one.

Faster,

more accurately...

I've been improving my skills all year long--

so if the same thing happens again,

it won't have the same tragic ending.

Some cells can't be repaired,

so instead I'll leave gaps

and fill them with my mucus.

Within a few days, her own cells

should regenerate and replace it.

I'm a tad low on blood.

Type AB donors, please!

The wound's closing up--

without a single stitch,

without leaving a single mark.

Now, once her heart starts working,

she'll come back to life.

I can say this now, but if your bodies

were ever torn to pieces,

I was prepared to put them back together.

As long as I'm around, that is.

As long as the teacher...

...is properly seeing his student.

Did you save me... again?

As many times as it takes.

Your sister would have done the same.

The important thing

is not repeating your mistakes.

Aguri? Did I do a good job as a teacher,

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