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In the lunchroom Hijoshikina was looking at Kabe, Vardent and he already knew Eima and Akari story so he wanted to now about there

So um Vardent. Hijoshikina said looking at him. What is your stroy

Vardent stopped eating, he lapped a bit. Will it is smile, I just killed people, not because of revenge of because of justice, I just wanted to kill it is that simple, for how I pick my victim they have to remind me of my father

Hijoshikina nodded slowly, digesting Vardent's chilling words. "Your father must've been quite something."

Vardent shrugged. "Something like that. What about you, Kabe?"

Kabe, who had been quietly eating, looked up. "Me? My story's not as straightforward. I used to be part of a gang. We did all sorts of things—robberies, fights, you name it. But one day, things went too far. We were supposed to rough up this guy who owed us money, but it escalated. He ended up dead. After that, the authorities caught me, and here I am."

Hijoshikina absorbed the information, noting the varied backgrounds that brought them all to the School of the Insane. Each story added a piece to the puzzle of their collective experience.

"Interesting," Hijoshikina said, leaning back. "Seems like we all have our reasons for being here. Whether it's personal vendettas or just a thirst for chaos, we're all in this together now."

Eima, who had been listening quietly, chimed in. "It's good that we know each other's stories. Makes it easier to understand and trust each other. We might be killers, but we're also a team. We have to look out for one another."

Akari nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We can't afford to be divided. Our survival depends on our unity."

Hijoshikina smiled slightly, appreciating the sentiment. "Agreed. So, let's keep pushing each other to be better. We're in this together, no matter what."

As the group finished their lunch, a sense of camaraderie settled over them. Despite their dark pasts and the violent nature of their existence, they found a strange kinship in their shared experiences. The School of the Insane was a brutal place, but it was also a place where they could find a twisted form of family and support.

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. The students of Class 4D got up and headed back to their next training session, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. In this school, they would continue to hone their skills, grow stronger, and forge unbreakable bonds.

Emia then looked at the group. So did you ever questions why, people of Highschool age are here I mean all of us are what 16-18, why gather people so young, and why are so many young people killer or will something else, did you guys ever questions

Hijoshikina though for a bit before he sruged. In all honesty I notice and didn't care probably because it more of investment to train assassin when they are young, I think?

Eima nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, it makes sense. Easier to mold young minds, train them to be exactly what they want."

Kabe chimed in, "It's also about potential. We're at the age where we're still figuring things out, but we're also capable of learning fast and adapting. The government sees us as assets."

Vardent leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "They also probably think we're more disposable. Young enough to be shaped, but not old enough to be too set in our ways. If something happens to us, it's easier to replace us."

Akari, who had been listening quietly, added, "It's also a power thing. If they can control us now, they can ensure we stay loyal to them in the future. It's all about creating soldiers who won't question orders."

Hijoshikina looked around at his classmates, feeling a sense of solidarity. "Well, whatever their reasons, we're here now. We have to make the best of it and watch each other's backs."

Eima smiled. "Exactly. We're stronger together. And who knows, maybe we can find a way to turn this situation to our advantage."

The group nodded in agreement, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. Despite the bleakness of their situation, they had each other. And together, they would navigate the dangers of the School of the Insane and whatever lay beyond.

Eima nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, it makes sense. Easier to mold young minds, train them to be exactly what they want."

Kabe chimed in, "It's also about potential. We're at the age where we're still figuring things out, but we're also capable of learning fast and adapting. The government sees us as assets."

Vardent leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "They also probably think we're more disposable. Young enough to be shaped, but not old enough to be too set in our ways. If something happens to us, it's easier to replace us."

Akari, who had been listening quietly, added, "It's also a power thing. If they can control us now, they can ensure we stay loyal to them in the future. It's all about creating soldiers who won't question orders."

Hijoshikina looked around at his classmates, feeling a sense of solidarity. "Well, whatever their reasons, we're here now. We have to make the best of it and watch each other's backs."

Eima smiled. "Exactly. We're stronger together. And who knows, maybe we can find a way to turn this situation to our advantage."

The group nodded in agreement, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. Despite the bleakness of their situation, they had each other. And together, they would navigate the dangers of the School of the Insane and whatever lay beyond.

Meanwhile in a different place Vlad was talking to thr principal Tj, as he looked at the man

TJ was looking at Vlad filed for his students. I have to this year, you have a lot of students with potential, Hijoshikina, Isabella, Eima, Jetta and a few more, call 4D seems to be very promising

Vlad nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, Principal TJ. 4D is a unique class. Each of them has shown remarkable abilities and resilience. They're a diverse group, but that might be their strength. If they can learn to work together, they could become an unstoppable force."

Principal TJ leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. "Their potential is undeniable, but potential alone isn't enough. They need guidance and the right kind of training. I trust you're up to the task, Vlad?"

Vlad's eyes gleamed with determination. "Absolutely. I've already started to push them beyond their limits. They need to understand that this isn't just about survival—it's about mastering their skills and harnessing their power. I won't let them waste their potential."

TJ smiled faintly. "Good. Keep a close eye on them. Particularly on Hijoshikina and Isabella. Their leadership qualities are emerging, and we need to see who will rise to the top. Also, be wary of their pasts catching up with them. Emotional baggage can be a dangerous thing here."

Vlad nodded again. "Understood. I'll make sure they're prepared for anything. This school has always been about more than just education. It's about creating the future's elite. And 4D will be no exception."

Principal TJ stood up, offering a hand to Vlad. "I have faith in you, Vlad. Don't let me down."

Vlad shook his hand firmly. "I won't, sir. We'll make sure 4D lives up to its promise."

As Vlad left the principal's office, he couldn't help but think about the challenges ahead. He knew the path wouldn't be easy for his students, but he was determined to guide them through it, no matter what it took. The future of the School of the Insane rested on their shoulders, and he was ready to help them carry that weight.

Vlad return to his class as he started to tech them, about his subject aka the dark side of history.

Vlad turned around and looked at his student's. So any questions

Hijoshikina raiser his had. Not about the subject, but. Can you tell what happens ones we graduate, other then becoming the government assassin, we all still have a criminal record and some of us are well now

Vald smiles at that and looked at them. Have you heard of false evidence before, or flash truth

Vlad's smile widened as he saw the curious expressions on his students' faces. "False evidence and flash truth are tools that can be used to alter the perception of reality," he explained. "False evidence can be planted to change the narrative of an event, while flash truth is a technique to reveal a hidden truth in a controlled manner."

He walked to the front of the class, leaning against his desk. "Once you graduate from this school, the government has the means to wipe your criminal records clean. They can create new identities for you, provide you with cover stories that make you look like upstanding citizens. It's all part of ensuring you can operate without suspicion."

Eima raised her hand next. "But why would the government go to such lengths for us? What do they gain from this?"

Vlad's expression turned serious. "You are being trained to become elite operatives, the best of the best. Your skills and abilities will make you invaluable assets in their covert operations. By erasing your pasts, they ensure you have a fresh start and the freedom to move within society without the burden of your histories. In return, you serve the government's interests, carrying out missions that require discretion and precision."

Vardent leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. "So, we're basically trading our pasts for a future of servitude."

Vlad nodded. "In a way, yes. But remember, this isn't just about serving the government. It's about survival. It's about using the skills you've honed here to carve out a place for yourselves in a world that would otherwise see you as nothing more than criminals. You have the chance to become something greater, to be part of something larger than yourselves."

Hijoshikina's eyes narrowed as he considered Vlad's words. "And if we refuse? If we don't want to be government puppets?"

Vlad's gaze hardened. "Refusal isn't an option. The skills you've acquired here make you dangerous, both to society and to yourselves. If you refuse to cooperate, the government has ways of dealing with that. But if you accept, you'll have a chance to live a life of purpose, to use your abilities for something meaningful."

The room fell silent as the students absorbed the gravity of Vlad's words. They understood the stakes and the choices before them. It wasn't just about graduating from the School of the Insane—it was about embracing a future where their pasts no longer defined them, where their skills could be used to shape the world.

Vlad broke the silence with a final thought. "Remember, your future is what you make of it. Embrace the opportunity, and you can become legends in your own right. Reject it, and you risk losing everything you've worked for. The choice is yours."

Akari then raised hee hand. Um teacher are we return back to our country government, and if so is that the only option

Vlad looking at her and smiles. No, if you don't wanr you don't need to, or you can makes team with any one of your classmates and go to there country, also you can team up with roehr students of other classes

Hijoshikina was interested, he looked at Vlad. Sorry to make this comparison but it sounds like we are in one big video game Assassin guild

Vlad chuckled at Hijoshikina's comparison. "In a way, it is similar. The school is structured to prepare you for various paths. You can choose to stay with your country's government, or you can form alliances with your classmates and work together as a team, even in different countries. The idea is to give you flexibility and autonomy in how you use your skills."

Akari's eyes lit up with curiosity. "So, we can essentially create our own teams and decide our missions?"

"Exactly," Vlad confirmed. "The world is a vast and complex place, and there are countless opportunities for those with the right skills and connections. By forming your own teams, you can take on missions that align with your personal goals and values. This isn't just about serving the government; it's about finding your place in a world that needs people like you."

Eima looked thoughtful. "But what about the risks? If we choose to go independent, won't we be targets?"

Vlad nodded. "There are always risks, but with the training you've received, you'll be more than capable of handling them. The key is to be strategic in your choices and to leverage the networks and resources you have at your disposal. Remember, you're not alone in this. Your classmates, your teachers, and even the school itself are all part of a support system designed to help you succeed."

Vardent leaned forward, his interest piqued. "And what about resources? If we decide to go independent, will we have access to the same kind of support and equipment?"

"You will," Vlad assured him. "The school will provide you with the necessary resources and contacts to start your own operations. You'll have access to advanced technology, intelligence networks, and even financial backing. The goal is to ensure that you have everything you need to thrive, no matter which path you choose."

Hijoshikina couldn't help but smile. "So, we're basically being given the chance to be our own bosses, with the skills and backing to make it happen."

"Exactly," Vlad said with a grin. "This school is about more than just training assassins. It's about empowering you to take control of your future and make a real impact in the world. The possibilities are endless, and it's up to you to seize them."

The students exchanged excited glances, the prospect of forging their own paths and creating their own destinies sparking a newfound determination in each of them. The School of the Insane wasn't just a place of learning—it was a launching pad for their ambitions and a gateway to a world of endless opportunities.

After the class everyone from the main group just looked at each other before Vardent spoke

Vardent looked at Hijoshikina. So dragon of hell will be going solo or team

Hijoshikina looked at Vardent. me and Eima have decide we will form a duo, that will except other people

Akari just looked at the she siad that made both Hijoshikina and Eima Blush. How cute of you Hijoshikina your supporting your girlfriend

Eima's face turned a deep shade of red, and she quickly looked away, trying to hide her embarrassment. "It's not like that, Akari," she muttered, flustered. "We're just... we're just partners."

Hijoshikina rubbed the back of his neck, equally embarrassed. "Yeah, we're just teaming up because we work well together."

Vardent chuckled, enjoying the teasing. "Sure, sure. But it's a good idea. Forming a team gives you more options and support."

Akari smirked, clearly amused. "Well, if you two are forming a duo, then maybe I'll join you. Strength in numbers and all that."

Eima nodded, recovering her composure. "That would be great, Akari. The more, the better."

Hijoshikina looked thoughtful. "What about you, Vardent? What are your plans?"

Vardent shrugged. "I haven't decided yet. I like the idea of having my own team, but I'm open to joining forces with others if it makes sense. It all depends on the missions and the people involved."

Kabe, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke up. "I'll probably form my own team too. But I'd be willing to collaborate with any of you if the situation calls for it. We're stronger together, after all."

Jetta, who had been standing nearby, nodded in agreement. "Count me in for collaborations. I prefer working alone most of the time, but there are situations where a team can be more effective."

The group exchanged nods and smiles, a sense of camaraderie and mutual respect growing among them. They might have different plans and goals, but they were all in this together, ready to support each other when needed.

As the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, Hijoshikina glanced at his friends. "Let's keep in touch and help each other out. No matter what paths we choose, we're still a team."

Eima, Akari, Vardent, Kabe, and Jetta all nodded in agreement, a silent pact forming between them. They were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, united by their shared experiences and the bonds they had forged at the School of the Insane.

To be continued

Hope people like this Ch and give me power stones ok, anyway I had to edit this ch because of big mistakes so yeah