"Old Campus"
Now, then, class...
Shall we begin?
Begin what?
--Midterm time has rolled around. --Yes, that's right.
And that's why this period
will be spent in a high-speed study session!
My clones can work with you one-on-one
to drill you on each of your worst subjects.
Ridiculous. He even switches headbands for each subject.
Hey! Why do I get a Naruto headband?!
I think Koro Sensei
is getting faster and faster.
Six Japanese, eight math, three social studies,
four science, four English, one Naruto.
Splitting up for each student like that?
It wasn't too long ago that he could only handle four or five clones.
No sneak assassinations now, Karma!
Dodging will disrupt my persistence of vision!
These clones are so fine and delicate.
But do you have any strength left after making them?
Not to worry.
I have one clone resting outside.
How is that helping?!
This power-up in acceleration...
I wonder if it's preparation for destroying the Earth in a year.
No matter how you slice it, he's one tricky target for us killers.
So,
do you understand so far, Nagisa?
Yes, sir.
If you're facing exams... he's a good teacher to have.
The theory... of savage youth!
I only speak when it's time to act
I know that's pretty cool
(Searching for our target: we're savage)
Our feelings stray-- they get lost, but move forward
Maybe we're only halfway helpless
What's this wave of irritation?
Proof of our existence?
Look up at the moon and up you go
C'mon now: C-c'mon k-kill c-c'mon --start!
Haven't gone through with it-- that's why it's a drag
The breakthrough you whispered about is finally worth a shout
Haven't gone through with it-- that's why it's a drag (you can do it if you try)
Haven't gone through with it-- that's why it's a drag (I know you can)
"Whatever" is easy to say
But I want to struggle now, I want to burst with you
But still: youth, to the future!
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! The theory of savage youth!
"Episode 6: Test Time"
"Staff Room" I want to line up the colors
on this cube--all of them, and quickly, with a method anyone could use.
Goodbye, Koro Sensei!
How would you go about it,
--Hope you manage to kill me tomorrow! --teachers?
The answer is simple.
"Principal Gakuho Asano"
Take them apart and put them back together again. Very logical.
We meet at last, Koro Sensei.
He says he's the principal of this place.
As teachers, he's our boss.
My, my--you've come all this way (knead knead)!
Say, might I receive a little bump in my salary?
"Koro Sensei's Weak Point #6: Subservient to higher-ups"
I must apologize.
I'd meant to come pay my respects.
The Ministry of Defense and Mr. Karasuma have told me all about you.
I can't claim to understand everything, but...
How very sad you are. Looking to become the savior of the world,
only to fall into the role of the great villain who would destroy it.
Savior? Villain?
But let's set that aside for now.
Struggle as I might, I cannot hope to save the planet from its crisis.
Barring the unexpected, I'll stay out of your assassination altogether.
You've certainly paid me enough.
That will be helpful.
Well, aren't you rational! I do like a rational man.
I'm honored. However...
As principal, I must consider what's in store next year and beyond,
should the Earth survive.
In other words, if someone does happen to kill you,
what is this school's future?
Frankly, we need the E Class to remain as it is.
As it is? You mean, with rock-bottom grades and treatment, like now?
Yes. Are you familiar with the worker ant principle?
In any group, 20 percent will be lazy, 20 percent will work hard,
and the remaining 60 percent will be average.
My goal is a group with 5 percent slackers and 95 percent hard workers.
"I don't want to be like the E Class."
"I don't want to be in the E Class."
With 95 percent of students thus determined,
my ideal ratio is attainable.
I see. How logical.
Then the 5 percent in the E Class must be kept weak and pitiful.
I received a complaint from the D Class teacher today:
"A student from E Class glared at one of my students
and threatened to kill him."
I'm sure the glare is part and parcel of the whole assassination thing.
And that's fine.
The problem
lies in a student with rock-bottom grades defying a regular one.
Under my policies, that cannot stand.
Please tell him in no uncertain terms to control himself.
Oh, and--Koro Sensei?
You have one second. Solve this.
What? Just like that?!
"One Second Later"
What the hell is this?!
"Koro Sensei's Weak Point #7: Metal ring puzzles freak him out"
Your amazing speed lives up to the hype.
No doubt you can dodge any attempt on your life.
But you know, Koro Sensei...
There are some problems speed can't solve.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Hey there! Looking forward to seeing your midterm results! Good luck.
With that dry "good luck,"
I went from being an assassin back to the End Class, just like that.
As a target, this guy is practically invincible.
His assassination is entirely within his control.
But as a teacher, there's someone more powerful pulling the strings:
the principal of Kunugigaoka Academy, Gakuho Asano.
"Education's Favored Son"
A shrewd manager who, in its first ten years, made this school one of the nation's best.
There's no escaping the structure he's built here.
Not even for you.
"The Next Day"
Good morning, class.
Today I've tried making even more of me!
That's way too many!
Now, let's begin.
Even the afterimages are getting sloppy.
So sloppy, it's like he's turning into someone else!
What wrong, Koro Sensei? Isn't this a little too gung ho?
Hmm? Not at all!
We need the E Class to remain as it is.
You know, he does look pretty beat.
Maybe now's our chance!
Why's he teachering this hard, anyway?
All to get your test scores up! If that happens...
Koro Sensei!
I got a good score--thanks to you!
"Students gazing at him with respect" I can't live without your classes, Koro Sensei!
"Students gazing at him with respect" I could never kill you!
"Local big-chested college students" Oh, sir, help us study, too!
"who've heard how good he is" Oh, sir, help us study, too!
...and with no fear of being killed, I'll be rolling in good fortune!
Uh,
the whole studying part is fine and all...
Yeah, but if we assassinate him, we get ten billion yen.
And with ten billion, you don't need good grades to live the good life!
I-Is that what you think?!
We're the End Class, Koro Sensei.
Assassination is way more accessible to us than any exam.
Ah. I see how it is.
How what is?
You still don't have what it takes to be assassins.
Out into the schoolyard, all of you!
What's the big idea, sendin' us all out into the yard like this?
Who knows? A bad mood came over him all of a sudden.
One good thing about the E Class system
is its built-in remedial process.
By scoring in the top 50 of 186 students on periodic exams
and receiving permission from their former teacher to return,
they can leave this outcast E Class.
However,
it's too difficult to meet these conditions given their poor grades
in this inferior academic environment.
Most E Class students,
with their sense of inferiority that remediation is far out of reach,
accept this harsh discrimination.
What do you mean, hurry up?
Koro Sensei asked us to bring you.
Ms. Irina, let me ask you something as a professional assassin.
What is all this?
When you're on a job, do you have one single plan prepared?
No...
It's not often that my main plan goes as expected.
Making more detailed backup plans in preparation for any contingencies
is Assassination 101.
And you, Mr. Karasuma.
When you teach knife skills, is the first strike the only important one?
The first strike is of course the most important,
but your next move matters, too.
Against a powerful foe,
your first blow is likely to be dodged,
so the precision with which you can land your second and third blows
can decide the fight.
Look, what are you getting at?
As your teachers have said,
having a trusty second step is what makes for a confident assassin.
But what about you?
"We've got assassination, and that's enough,"
you think, and down go your academic goals.
You're just trying not to face the reason for your inferiority complex.
What if I got away from this classroom?
If another killer managed to do me in?
Without the assassination you rely on, all you're left with
is good ol' E Class inferiority.
A word of advice from me to you, as you walk that fine line:
Those who can't wield a second blade
aren't qualified to be an assassin!
What the--?!
There's a huge tornado on the E Class's mountain!
Show-off.
The yard was very uneven and full of weeds. I tidied it up.
I am a super-creature capable of wiping out the Earth.
Flattening out this area here is a piece of cake.
If you can't show me that trusty second blade,
I'll know there's no assassin in this classroom worth taking me on,
and I'll flatten this entire campus before I go.
A second blade? When?
Tomorrow, of course.
I want all of you in the top 50 after tomorrow's midterms.
I've already been developing your second blades.
I don't use the doltish teaching methods they do at the main campus.
Wield those blades with all confidence!
Succeed in your mission and hold your head high, smiling, unashamed.
You are proud assassins-- and proud members of the E Class!
Then...
...it was midterm time.
"3-E Midterms" "First Period: Math"
All students took these exams at the main campus,
which means it was an away game only for us E Class students.
One knife isn't enough to kill it! What's with this Question 4?!
"Question 4"
I was well aware...
...that our school's exams are the pits.
Oh, no... I don't know where to begin!
If this keeps up, this question...
...will do me in!
Seriously? You'll really leave if they don't all make the top fifty?
Yes.
No way in hell! They've had the worst grades until just recently!
I wonder. I don't know about the past, but they're my students now.
When you're in a tight spot, protect yourself.
That's the weapon I've given them.
I'm sure I taught you this.
That's no mystery monster.
"Question 4"
Start by observing that fin carefully.
See? On closer inspection, it's just a fin.
Look carefully at each part of the question one by one,
then string them all together to see the whole:
"Question 4"
See? What a trivial adversary!
Now use your blade to cook it up.
I got it!
The trick to working out the important parts of a question--
it's all just like Koro Sensei taught us!
This question...
...is dead meat!
And the next one!
And the one after that!
And--
"Question 11"
And then an unseen question beat us to death from behind.
What's the meaning of this?
I felt the test was markedly lacking in fairness.
That's strange.
"Nagisa Shiota - Ranked 105th of 186." You should have been notified.
"Yuma Isogai - Ranked 68th of 186." Maybe some kind of communication slip-up on your end?
I mean, you never come to the main campus.
"Ryoma Terasaka - Ranked 159th of 186." I mean, you never come to the main campus.
I can't say there was-- and regardless, this is highly unusual.
Two days before the exams,
and you broaden the scope to cover all subjects?
You don't seem to understand, uh, Mr. Karasuma.
We are a prep school.
Testing students on last-minute cramming is part of our policies.
Why, the main-campus students had the principal himself
take the stage and give a splendid lecture about the changes.
Is there nothing that man won't do in the name of his own doctrine?
They've put us in a fine spot.
If he leaves the E Class, we lose everything.
I take all responsibility.
I seem to have underestimated the system at this school.
I can't bear to face you.
You sure?
If you can't face us, you can't see me coming to kill you.
Karma! I'm very depressed right now, and--
Changing the questions didn't matter to me.
Whoa!
100 in math? No way!
With my grades, you taught...
--We've come this far, so why not move further ahead? --...more than you had to.
So I could handle the questions even if they'd changed their scope.
--You're great at this, Karma. --Still,
I won't be leaving.
Assassination is way more fun than going back to my old class.
So what's the plan?
You gonna use our not all making it into the top fifty
as an excuse to turn tail and run?
You're just afraid of being killed, that's all.
Oh, is that it? You were afraid!
You should have just told us!
Right? Like, "I'm scared and want to run away!"
I am not running away!
Oh? Then what?
We'll get revenge on them twofold in the end-of-term exams!
This is no laughing matter!
Honestly!
We ran smack into a wall there with our midterms,
--Aren't you thoroughly disappointed?! --a big thick wall surrounding the E Class.
--Ready, now, after me: fight! --But inside, I was proud.
--Ready, now, after me: fight! --Proud to be in the E Class.
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