Surprise!
"Tell Us, Kunudon!"
Tell us, Kunudon!
Hi, everybody! It's me, Kunudon!
Sir Kunudon!
The students with the best grades at Kunugigaoka Academy
are entitled to a fantastic privilege:
Vested interest!
Three days and two nights at a luxury summer school
in always-summery Okinawa!
Diplomatic passports!
The school pays for the hotel and everything that goes with it.
Students can study to their hearts' content!
Sheer debauchery! Yay!
What? What do you mean, the E Class is going?!
Stand up, bow, lock on!
Stand up, bow, lock on! Oh, yeah
Sensei! Target on
The more the potential, the bigger the hassle
Our dropout mentality goes beyond the extraordinary
We looked like we were nodding off, hidden knives in hand
Stand up, bow, lock on!
Let it go and someone's sure to take care of it
We thought it was someone else's problem... and yet
Mr. Teacher, tell us
Will we, still incomplete
Be able to shoot through
The invincible target that's you?
As long as we keep trying, the odds are 50/50
Mr. Teacher, look at us
Lost in so many ways
For you more than anyone else
Studying like a house on fire
Our bloodlust alone is our message to you
A self- (let's go) reliant (all out)
Revolution
Oh, yeah! Sensei! Target on
"Episode 17: Island Time"
Whoa, just look at 'em all!
Ah, summer vacation--and the freedom of being out of school!
Or so you'd think.
Why are we here at school?
Well... I don't want everyone to see me out catching bugs at my age.
I'm a city boy--I've always wanted to do this.
And Karma happened to point me to a tree with some good bugs on it.
I didn't expect you to come, Maehara. Never pegged you as an insect fan.
Our next assassination'll be at that island resort, right?
Wouldn't you say we're missing a little something?
Like what?
Money!
You need buying power if you're gonna snag yourself a swimsuited babe!
That runt won't do the trick... but a giant stag beetle?
Those babies'll net you tens of thousands of yen!
Auction 'em off online for major cashola--
we'll make at least enough to cover a fancy dinner
and a place to chill out!
I think he's forgotten what this trip's all about.
Yeah. Not exactly a 15-year-old's vacation plans.
That won't work!
Giant stag beetles? Those are old news!
Kurahashi!
Morning! You're all here to scrape up some spending money, too, huh?
Hey, what do you mean stag beetles are old news?
Well...
I guess they were super pricey right around when we were born,
but today's artificial breeding methods have saturated the market,
bringing their prices way down.
The Great Stag Beetle Crash!
I thought one beetle would about pay for one babe.
No way. These days, babes are way more expensive.
You sure know a lot about this, Kurahashi. Are you into bugs?
Yep! Along with every other living thing!
Hey, since we're all here...
Let's all go bug-hunting! We're bound to find tons if we all try!
The innocent and genuine Kurahashi
knows an insane amount about living creatures.
Just the right helping hand for a bunch of crass-ish guys
to have around.
Mmm. Pretty nice haul.
Whoa! Did you set this?
My own homemade trap. I put it out last night.
"Let ferment for 1-2 days"
There are about twenty more of them out there,
so that's about a thousand yen apiece if we're lucky!
Not too shabby for a side job!
I hope we caught the one I was looking for!
What an inefficient trap. And you call yourselves the E Class?
Okajima!
Pulling in a measly thousand yen at a time? Yeah, right.
My trap'll bring in a cool ten billion!
Oof.
Ten billion... you don't mean--
Oh, but I do.
If we're planning an assassination on this southern isle,
that octopus'll be letting his guard down in the meantime.
And that's what I'm after.
"Stag"
Oh, yeah--here we go!
He went right for my dirty-book trap!
Wow. When do you see the speedy Koro Sensei moving that slowly?
That one must be right up his alley...
And what's with the stag beetle dress-up?
Is he trying to blend in? That's just sad.
Every mountain has one: the porn repository.
The kids who find their dreams there grow old enough
to buy their own dirty magazines,
then leave behind dreams for someone else to find.
It's a place of neverending dreams.
I'm glad you're here! Lend me a hand--
our porn power'll give him a dream he'll never wake up from!
We seem to have reached maximum crassitude.
I did some major research into his top turn-ons, y'know.
Can't buy the stuff myself, but I found a few.
Wouldn't he like anything with big boobs?
As it turns out, yeah.
"6/29: A hit!" Dirty magazines are dreams.
Everyone looks for his ideal in their pages.
"7/6: A miss." "S&M Mania" Everyone looks for his ideal in their pages.
"7/15: Photos a hit, setup doesn't sit well" "Pleasure Forest" Photos and manga, too:
"7/15: Photos a hit, setup doesn't sit well" "Pleasure Forest" the tiniest difference gets a whole 'nother response.
That's amazing, Okajima. So for the last month,
you've been swapping out porn and carefully observing his reactions?
No grown-up ought to be picking up a month's worth of porn mags!
That's just sad.
It's just like your traps, Kurahashi.
You get absorbed in studying your prey for a long time, too, right?
Yeah...
I've got a dirty mind. If you wanna hate me for it, go on ahead.
"Half-Nude Monthly" But it's only because I'm a super-lech that I know:
Pornography can save the world.
He's so... cool, somehow!
I'll get him, all right!
Under all that porn is a net strung with anti-Sensei BB's!
He's deep into that book now-- we can nab him for sure!
Someone cut this rope and trigger the trap.
I'll jump in there and finish him off!
Anything can be a sword if you polish it enough.
Okajima's porn-sword might just run Koro Sensei through.
Bwoop!
What the--?!
His eyes just went all "bwoop"!
I don't have any data on that face!
What kind of porn does that signify?!
"Stag"
There you are!
A Miyama stag beetle. And with that eye color!
Are they white, Koro Sensei?
Ah, Kurahashi!
Indeed they are!
Wow! Just what I'd been looking for!
Yes, right here on this mountain!
Oh, man! And we were so close!
--I don't know what they're so happy about, --Miyama stag! Miyama stag! Yay!
--but a giant stag beetle and a junior-high girl --Miyama stag! Miyama stag! Yay!
--jumping around on all that porn? --Miyama stag! Miyama stag! Yay!
--That's one hell of a sight. --Miyama stag! Miyama stag! Yay!
Mortifying! How super-duper mortifying!
I'm so ashamed... Such behavior is unbecoming of an educator.
I knew there was a trap under all this porn,
but with each magazine more to my taste than the last,
I couldn't resist!
He saw right through it...
So what's the big deal, Kurahashi? That's a Miyama stag beetle, right?
In games and stuff, they sell for way less than a giant stag.
Miyamas've been going for a good price lately. They're hard to breed.
One this size could fetch twenty thousand.
Twenty thousand?!
Plus, take a good look at its eyes.
They're usually black, but these are white.
I told you about albinism, right?
Oh, yeah--like the super-rare creatures born pure white?
Yes, and stag beetles are only albino in the eyes.
A natural-born Miyama white-eye, as they're known, is extremely rare.
Why, this even has academic value.
You could sell this for hundreds of thousands of yen, easy.
Hundreds?!
I told Koro Sensei I wanted to see one just once,
and he said he'd use his zoom eyes to find one for me!
Okay, you lowlifes: raise your hand if you want this baby!
I do!
What to do, what to do?
I was the one who caught it!
In killing, in porn, in living things:
summer vacation is full of learning and discoveries.
One week until our assassination vacation to that southern island.
"Old Campus"
One week until our assassination vacation to that southern island.
We'd gotten together to train for it and to put our plans in order.
Well, well! I see you little brats are working up a good sweat,
summer vacation notwithstanding.
You train, too, Professor Bitch.
Your gun and knife skills aren't that much better than ours.
Grownups are sneaky. I'll hitch a ride on your strategy
and only take away the best parts.
That's my Irina.
L-Lovro, sir!
He's here as a special instructor for the summer.
He'll give us tips on our strategy from a pro's perspective.
Rest one day and your fingers and arms forget about killing.
If you don't want to flunk out, hurry up and get changed!
Yes, absolutely!
Even Professor Bitch can't say no to him.
Yeah, well, he's one scary dude.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Making matters worse,
I couldn't contact the assassins who'd shown the most promise.
Were they scared off, knowing that even the pros had failed?
Perhaps.
Now all we can do is leave it up to them.
Now, he's not here today; is that correct?
Yes. He'd had a trip to Everest planned,
so he's there now, beating the heat.
Good. A confidential strategy is essential
for an assassination.
I see.
First we destroy the seven promised tentacles,
then the entire class immediately jumps in to finish him off.
So far, so good...
But what's this very first step: "psych attacks"?
First we throw him off, blunting his moves.
Koro Sensei was scavenging for dirty magazines earlier.
"Stag" Just don't tell your classmates, all right?
"Stag" ...and he gave us each an ice pop.
As if that'd be enough to keep our mouths shut now!
Let's all gang up on him and teach him a lesson!
First we'll corner him with that blackmail material--and more.
A brutal assassination method indeed.
But the key is that final, killing blow.
Pinpoint timing and accurate aim will be crucial.
Are you worried about this class's firepower?
Just the opposite. Those two in particular are outstanding.
Ryunosuke Chiba.
He excels at spatial calculations.
As a long-distance sniper, he's second to none.
Rinka Hayami has a nice balance of dexterous fingers
and kinetic visual acuity.
She's a soldier who's well equipped to take down a moving target.
Neither is very assertive--
they're the professional type; their results do the talking.
Hmm. I want them for my own students.
The others are at a respectable level as well.
Their talents have been identified and nurtured well in such a short time.
I see plenty of potential here.
See how your aim has stabilized?
Some prefer to shoot cross-legged rather than with one knee up.
Yes, sir.
Now that's a pro!
You seem to be having trouble synching your breathing.
Don't force yourself; instead, go for a firing style that suits you.
I wanted to ask him something,
this man who knew everything about being an assassin...
Mr. Lovro?
It's him!
Yes?
What is the very best assassin like?
On closer inspection, he has what it takes.
And what's more...
So you're interested in the world of assassins, eh?
Oh, uh, th-that's not why I...
Well, there's only one person on this planet
who can be called the very best assassin.
As is often the case in this line of work, no one knows his real name.
They call him by one nickname...
And that is:
"the Reaper."
Elusive, incomparably cold-blooded, and with piles of bodies in his wake,
he is known by the name of Death himself.
If you keep having trouble killing your target...
the Reaper will show up sooner or later.
Someone like that...? We can't let this island chance pass us by!
All right, young man...
I shall teach you a surefire technique.
Surefire?
Yes: an instakill move, from this pro assassin to you.
And then our southern island assassination tour kicked off.
Not a boat... oh, no, not a boat!
Everything in my head is going to pop right out!
"Koro Sensei's Weak Point #8: Prone to motion sickness" Everything in my head is going to pop right out!
Oh! Get up, Koro Sensei, get up! You can see it now!
Six hours from Tokyo!
The place where we'll kill Koro Sensei!
The island!
Welcome to the Fukumajima Resort Hotel!
Please enjoy this tropical juice with our compliments.
Man, this is the life!
Everything's just so bright and vibrant!
We can go directly to the beach from the hotel.
Seems they have plenty of leisure activities available, too.
We'll save the you-know-what till after dinner.
First let's have some fun, Koro Sensei!
In groups, like we did on our school trip!
I'm all for it. Play hard, kill hard!
That's what makes this summer vacation
for an assassination classroom!
Hey, why's that one glider going so fast?
No way should he be able to pull off a sharp turn and a barrel roll...
No fair, Koro Sensei!
The power difference here is just way too great!
Maximum instantaneous velocity measured at 150 kilometers per hour.
With a fighter jet, it all comes down to the engine.
Who's that supposed to be?
Jiro Horikoshi.
In substance, maybe!
Too hard!
Besides, he didn't fly 'em, he just built 'em!
It's just all wrong!
Group 1 is doing a good job of throwing him off.
They sure are--and with a little assassination in the mix.
They're trying not to draw the other groups' attention.
Yeah...
We're up next! Let's do what we have to do and get changed ASAP!
Got it!
We make it look like we're having fun, but we're dead serious.
We give the place a good once-over
to see if we can kill him according to plan.
What kind of pattern is that, Koro Sensei?
A sunburn. Only the frontmost point of the glider was shading me.
Now, Group 4 is going dolphin-watching, yes?
Yep! In a boat, though; is that okay?
Sea-rtainly!
While one group hangs out with Koro Sensei,
the rest work on their preparations.
Where's Koro Sensei?
Touring deep-sea caves with Group 3.
No way can he see us here.
Then we're free to pick out our sniper spots.
Let's make it quick.
Those two sure are cool customers.
Already with the real pro presence.
What the hell?
The beach is utterly deserted!
The last guest just left.
The E Class has rented out the hotel and its environs.
You know that's overkill!
Why does this happen every time I make my swimsuit debut?!
This is one large-scale assassination plan-- the biggest one yet.
So far, it's gone off without a hitch.
C'mon, Karasuma. I want to bewitch someone!
--C'mooon! --The only thing left to worry about...
Hey--hey, wait--
Look at you, taking charge!
Just because we're alone with each other, I didn't think--
What was that for?!
There's something I need to ask you, Irina.
You, the pro assassin, said it yourself:
It's not often that your work goes as expected.
Yes, that's right. I saw the documents;
a complex plan like this should go off the rails once or twice.
Do I look like I'm just having fun?
No, I'm gunning for my share of the spoils.
I'll have my chance when the brats' plan goes awry--
and I won't let it get away.
I just hope the assassination goes smoothly.
Phew! What fun that was!
No wonder I'm so tan.
That's beyond tan!
Even your teeth are tan.
So much for picking up on your expressions.
All right, Koro Sensei, after dinner comes the assassination.
Yes, yes. First, the shipboard restaurant!
Hasn't that octopus had enough fun for a day?
Meanwhile, we got to pretend to have fun while we got everythin' ready!
Well, if we kill him today, we can just enjoy ourselves tomorrow.
I guess. Let's give this some oomph and finish the job!
Here we are,
at the shipboard restaurant we've rented out.
Let's slowly savor our meal as we take in the night sea.
I get it... First you'll get me good and seasick to weaken my capabilities, eh?
Of course. That's Assassination 101.
You're so right.
But will it really work that well?
Seasickness is no match for a teacher who's all pumped up
anticipating an assassination--
You're too dark!
Am I really that dark?
Forget your expression-- we can't even tell front from back!
It's too confusing. Do something, would you?
Have you forgotten, students?
I can molt, and in so doing, shed this dark skin!
There! Back to normal.
That's your once-monthly molt!
Just another of its uses.
I tend to save it for particularly sticky situations, but--
--What an idiot--hobbling himself before an assassination! --That's right: just once a month.
--How have we not been able to kill this screw-up yet? --I guess at least you can see my expressions now.
We'd been doing special training all summer in preparation for this day.
Everything was in place.
This time... This time our blades would reach him.
All right, Koro Sensei... it's after dinner.
Here's where we're meeting.
A floating chapel, away from the hotel.
Take a seat, Koro Sensei.
There's nowhere for you to run.
This'll be a fun assassination.
We'll start with a movie.
Your intelligence, inventiveness, and your earnest efforts...
That's what I most look forward to.
I expect a no-holds-barred assassination!
The sun shines, leaving a red afterimage
On the backs of closed eyelids
With notebook and pen in my leather bag
C'mon, let's go walking
I draw and I draw
But they don't get any neater
There's nothing wrong with the paint I've chosen
I still remember the shooting star
I saw last night--I was waiting for...
Hello, shooting star
Hello, shooting star again
She's been waiting
That dreaming girl has been here
All this time, ah ah
Just like she was that day, ah ah
Shine again