《Welcome To Demon School! Nagisa-kun》Memorabilia
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In the halls of Bablys
Narrator's pov
The two new brothers were seen walking through the halls of the school with no other students in sight. How is it possible, don't ask me I'm just a disembodied narrator that you are reading its lines
But nevertheless, they paid it no mind as they were enjoying each other's company
"Where's the cafeteria here, Nagisa? Let's go spend our pocket money." Karma said with his usual smile as he jiggled his money pouch
Nagisa sighed in defeat at his friend's antics but showed him the way to the cafeteria
When they arrived, there was no one except for the staff working there
"Hey Nagisa, how about you go find a table for us to sit while I go get us some food." Karma said with a smile
Nagisa complied and waited for his new brother with the snacks... Unbeknownst to him, Karma along with some of the kitchen staff came with loads of food
Nagisa looked at Karma and said annoyed "It wasn't long since we ate breakfast, Karma."
"I know, but the food tasted so gold that we managed to eat a lot and yet I'm still hungry and I know you're hungry too, Nagisa. Don't deny and enjoy." Karma said with a smile
Nagisa sighed as he went to start feasting, only for him to stop mid bite when Karma said "Don't worry, we still have a lot of money left to spend at the store."
"How much?" Nagisa said suspiciously thinking that he blackmailed the chef into giving it to him for free
"A lot." He said dogding the question raising Nagisa's suspicions of him
"How much is a lot, Karma?" Nagisa asked, glaring at him
Karma chuckled and said "You look cute when you glare like that, Nagisa."
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"Answer the question, Karma." Nagisa said
"Geez fine. I still have all of it." Karma said
"What did you do?" Nagisa asked
"I put the tab on Kalego-sensei. No need to worry." Karma said with a smile
Nagisa looked at him with his mouth agaped "I KNOW YOUR TRYING TO SEE HOW FAR YOU CAN TAKE IT BUT THIS IS TOO MUCH!" Nagisa shouted
"Don't worry, Nagisa. It's all good. You have general information on him. I just wanna know what else pushes his buttons and how far I can push it." Karma said with a smile
Nagisa sighed and said "Once an assassin is always an assassin."
"Don't even go there, Nagisa. What about you? You write down every teacher's information and use it to your advantage." Karma said with a giggle
"I can't help it... I've gotten so used to doing it." Nagisa said with a sad smile
"You still have the notebook about Koro-sensei?" Karma asked
"Of course... It's a nice thing to remember him by." Nagisa said
"On how to kill him?" Karma scoffed as he pulled out a gun and knife
"This is way better." Karma said, shocking Nagisa
"I can't believe you still have it. I gave mine back to the government. They searched our stuff and homes for things like that. How did you manage to hide it?" Nagisa said
"I have my ways." Karma said with a smile
They heard the bell ring, signaling that it was lunch. They quickly nodded to each other and hid their things before noisy kids came to ruin their trip to memory lane
They picked another topic to talk about as students started to pile in, looking at the due in curiosity. Wanting to know who that red haired kid is sitting next to the infamous Nagisa
"Nagisa-chi? Who is this?" The duo looked to see who it was and saw the whole Misfit class looking at the duo, confused
"This is my-" Nagisa got cut off
"I'm Nagisa's ex boyfriend. I heard so much about you all! It's nice to meet you."
"WHATTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!"
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