This week's class was also held in the Danger Shop. Professor Tomoe stood on top of a raised metal platform at the front of the room, waiting eagerly for the students to fill in on the ceramic floor below. A large red button was set into the far wall, behind the teachers.
Kotetsu, for his part, was standing back with his arms crossed and a scowl. Tomoe had respected his right to head a class on making a heroic choice last week, and now it was his turn to stand back and shut up. That didn't mean he had to like it, though.
Professor Tomoe threw his arms wide. "Welcome to this week's class!" he said energetically. "The past couple weeks have been biased towards the heroic side of the spectrum, so today we're going to take a different approach. What's often demeaned as 'villainy' frequently falls under the umbrella of motivated self-interest. Today we're going to explain that concept through a ... hands-on approach."
A huge glowing grin spread across his face as he hit the button.
And the ceramic floor disintegrated, dumping everyone standing on it into the pit waiting below.
The students would now find themselves in a 12-foot deep pit with slick, smooth walls and water already up to waist level. More water poured in from metal grates set near the ceiling, where a force field shimmered as a see-through roof. A ring of large, strange looking guns were set around the top of the pit. A second red button was set into the floor on the far side of the room, with the muzzle of yet another gun pointing directly at it.
Professor Tomoe leaned over the edge of the platform to look down at the students below. "Water will continue to fill this pit unless someone pushes that red button down at the bottom. And the person who pushes the button dies."
He grinned wickedly. "Although the school administration would probably be upset if I actually killed one of you, so I've simply attached the button to a sensor rigged shoot whoever pushes it with clown makeup. The high quality kind, that won't come off for a good 12 hours. If no one pushes the button by the time the water level reaches the force field, everyone of you gets covered in clown makeup by the high intensity makeup guns I've set up here.
"Unless you're a self-sacrificing type eager to spend the rest of the day looking like a mime, I'd suggest you try to convince someone else to push the button for you."
He broke out in a full, room-shaking maniacal laugh.