Teach with loyalty, kill with discipline

          Ku .  .  . nigi — gi - gaoka? She can’t            even pronounce that in her head, highly doubtful she can           do so out loud. Probably shouldn’t try, then — it’d only           end in possible disaster. Or certain disaster, which of            course is embarrassing herself and possibly turning her           face as red as her hair. Just nod, interest spiked at the           mention of marksmen — but .  .  . yellow monster? 

"Hmmmm..."

His words had made her frown, but she didn’t hold it against him. “Oh, Kara-sensei. You’re someone to just doesn’t see pass his work. But, don’t worry. When you do start to see pass your work and maybe when you decide to stop having a stick up your ass, the maybe your students will like you a bit more.” "Right now, I don’t think you’re going to get anywhere near that octopus with a mind only focused on the most logical goal." She pointed her finger like a gun towards him. "Let’s face it. Sometimes you need a little more unusual method to assassinate an unusual subject." She smiled once more.  "If you don’t have any fun, and you fail to assassinate him, then what happens? You die a lonely miserable son-of-a-bitch. You might even regret how to spent the time, huh? I say, work hard and play hard. You can have fun and still kill that octopus. Or are you saying that’s impossible?"

For some reason, she made the statement sound actually plausible. Karasuma stared at the cat girl with a less frowned expression. A spy is an expert in infiltration, sometimes infiltrations need facades, and that involves cultivating your social skills. He was a field soldier, at first and foremost, who didn't need these type of other faces for his own, but now... perhaps the point of Kana was really right.

With the way he worded that, and his serious attitude, it sounded like his was distraught at the fact that the students preferred Bitch-sensei and her over him. “That’s true, but you have the most respect out of them… Things can’t be all fun and games, you’re very important Kara-sensei. Upon listening to his theory, it proved to be interesting and not logical. “Mm… You could be right, Kara-sensei. But it’s so hard to believe that considering he is a tentacle monster…. Sigh, well. I know what I really want to figure out here. It will give me some closure if we can’t stop him.”

This woman being with that optimistic vibe inside her surprised him. They were talking about a killing... from a monster who, in reality, was a very complex being to understand. He remained silent, as if he was trying to achieve an internal conclusion and just finished the coffee in another round.

He took another sip of the coffee, seeing how his tellings didn't make Kana satisfied enough. It was curious how he called Irina as how the kiddos felt too, Bitch-sensei, what an odd name. But that made him smile internally, as that proximity with the stduents in a short lapse of time indicated a great skill at empathy.

"Kiryuin-san?" A serious male voice talked through the phone."My name's Karasuma Tadaomi. I'm an special agent of the Military Agency of Japanese Government... in charge of the now uncovered assassination of a monster who's defying humanity. Some contacts told me you would be good for a similar role. Are you interested in working with us?"

Upon her first impression, Karasuma seemed to be a well-manner, professional individual; civility was the priority when it came to interacting with the heiress of the REVOCs organization face-to-face. Not many people in this world, less than one percent, to be exact, could claim to have met Satsuki on a one-on-one basis. It would be unwise of the man to underestimate his luck.

This all felt sofisticated enough to take both her presence and words in a serious manner. His superiors were fine enough about the possibilities of this company. What she told her sounded enough powerful to compete with the yellow octopus. He wasn't surprised, though... Alien forms and supernatural creatures were somewhat existing in their world and he couldn't deny it anymore. Karasuma looked the heiress take her tea patiently and proceeded.

          For a few            moments, she’s quiet, staring at the supposed P.E. Teacher,           pale green eyes filled with their normal curiosity. His attire           seemed a bit .  .  . odd for someone that teaches that subject,           but for now she won’t ask. Now was the time for introductions,             something that wasn’t very good at. 

Karasuma didn't know about Hope's Peak Academy at all, so it lended him in confusion, but still looked at the girl with a certain curiosity. "So you're from another institution... I don't have idea what are you doing here, but this is Kunigigaoka High School. Being more precise, this is 3-E class main building..."

He left the halways of Kunigaoka's 3-E class main building to go to the door itself. Someone was calling. Someone who sounded... young. And when the suited man opent the door, he looked both with a firm and curious glare at the redheaded girl.

I'm making a masterlist of all RPers.

"Kiryuin-san?" A serious male voice talked through the phone."My name's Karasuma Tadaomi. I'm an special agent of the Military Agency of Japanese Government... in charge of the now uncovered assassination of a monster who's defying humanity. Some contacts told me you would be good for a similar role. Are you interested in working with us?"

〈 后 〉 “A yellow octopus?” Satsuki’s brows furrow in confusion, taking a moment to stare at her phone before the other party hung up. That was—unique, to say the least. The heiress had dealt with much collaboration and business calls, many more than the average eighteen year old had. That was, by far, the strangest one. Was this man being honest with what he said? No matter, if he was serious about having a sit down with Honnouji’s monarch, then she would be expecting a telephone call early in the morning.

Karasuma was both an early bird and a serious diplomatic one in terms of work. At first hour he was full-suited, determined eyes and grabbing his archive ot the case in fron of Kyriuin’s place. It was really impressive, as soon as the servants made him pass into the meeting room he couldn’t do other thing that admire his surroundings. The place shooted both elegance and power, what was expected from someone who the government seemed to trust so deeply. He didn’t know nothing, but he was satisfied enough to take this meeting calmly.

His compliment made her blush a little. She hadn’t expected such a serious reaction, but he was thinking about getting that alien. Still, to think that he suggested she had enough appeal to lure that octopus into exploding. Well, it was embarrassing coming from him. Now in the cafeteria, she went along to get a small booth-like table near the window. She sat there waiting for him. “Thanks. Can’t say no to a goverment paid coffee.” After waiting a few moments, she took a few sips of coffee. She stared off into space with her chin in her hands, but she was far disconnected from reality.

Calmly took a couple of generous sips from the coffee and then looked at her again. Interesting question. Why were them in this bizarre situation? Honestly, it sounded crazy but it was exactly like it was."This all happened by his demand. He threatened us... Appearing in the governments central reunion table and saying a lot of stuff." He uppened a finger for each trait he was saying."He has unmatchable speed. He's invulnerable to normal weaponry and damage. He showed us his power destroying a part of the moon... And he gave us a countdown. One year until the destruction of earth..." Saying it like that seemed like the apocalypse, and now looking through the window you could easily see him being flustered with the flowers of the garden or reading an erotic magazine. What a stupid weaboo.

"Perfect." He said too serious, trying to say a joke but instead sounding like he had an actual plan."First he was batching Irina because her chest size and now your body. Perhaps you're gonna make him explode with your appeal together... That sounds like his style." He negated with the head, as the sole acts and randomness of that monster irritated him. How a dork like him could be that unbeatable...

Wow, he was certainly dense about romantic matters. That or he was excellent at avoiding or dismissing the situation. Either way, she knew that she was going to have to break the denseness. Just not now. “Yeah yeah, Kara-sensei. I could sure use some coffee and something to eat. Care to tag along or do you have some grading to do or something?” She asked while she placed her hands behind her head. “I asked some or the other teachers but they wouldn’t, and I wouldn’t dare ask that octopus… Well, I did but he had grading to do…”

She didn't replied about the female students fixating on him and that made him perplex, but he remained with a stoic face and now a mid-smile."No, until later classes I won't be occupied. Let's say even we have our spare time... I'll have that coffee with you." He just shutted off the computer and left the papers in order. The perfect hour for a snack, already. He opent the door and invited the werecat to walk with him. "I'm sure I didn't show you the cafeteria... Through we'll need to walk to the main building. Hope you don't mind it."