Assassination Classroom Isogai Novels & Stories

“Sorry I'm late, Sensei. I got lost and ended up in the wrong class.” When Takumi heard that voice, he almost fell out of his seat. He was hoping it was a coincidence and it wasn't who he thought it was. On the other hand, Hansuke almost had a heart attack. And Ichiya... well it's obvious. “Hey, Han-kun,” Ichiya whispered. “You don't think it's...” “Way ahead of you.” “I think you're still lost. The first years' classrooms are downstairs.” The teacher explained.

The next morning they woke us up with a big bang and they matched us all to an enormous bathroom. We were all stripped, and they bathed us and wore us white clothing. We were plenty, and I noticed we were of the same height, just a few were taller or shorter. And I know we were all 8 years old. After bathing us, they gave us food, but it was nothing like the delicious food aunt Mia gives us, so I didn’t eat it. After eating, they took us to an enormous hall, and we all sat there confused and lost. A lot of the boys were crying and asking for their mommy, but I had stopped crying the night before even though my back was in pain. Some men came, and they started talking to us. I found out that

He knew only Igor dared to say something but he had never thought of killing him for his proactive words. "No......." He denied bringing out a cigar to his mouth. "She is too young... Just a teenager......" Igor massaged his temple looking at the documents he had once in his hand while passing the Zippo to lit his cigar. He tried to convince his boss who was in a different world since the girl barged inside his life. "That doesn't change her identity. She is still the Assassin's Daughter."

Part 46 ||An ending due to a feeling of weakness|| Mr.Tanaka again took a deep breath, their school was again haunted by this murder case. If you can count, in the last few months. There have been 4 student victims with the same injuries, and 1 student victim. However, specifically for Kyler's case, his student council members were able to handle the indigo girl as a witness. But especially for a case like the one in front of him right now, Tanaka really didn't know what to do. Because he is as confused as the police investigating this case.

"I can't believe I'm sitting in the same classroom with the murderer" "He might as well slit our throats and hide our bodies" "He's cute" "Disgusting attitude" "He should be in the mad house, not here" "How is he even here if he had spent most of his life in the madhouse?" "Alright, class. Be quiet! I do not want to hear any more statements about murderers or madhouses or you will be thrown out of my class!" Our teacher states and everyone falls quiet. I turn to look at Kang who has his head lowered slightly, his eyes squeezed shut. He looks so.....dejected.

A sharp sound rang through the whole corridor as a cold flash of light slashed through the dark. Two silhouettes could be seen as one was raising her hands while the other is on his knees as he trembled violently while being surrounded by countless bloody corpses. The woman holding a long dagger stared at the trembling man in front of her as a cold glint appeared on her bloody face. "I-I beg you.....I-I'll give you anything you want just please spare my life." Despite the tremors in his body the man took up his courage and pleaded as he bowed his head towards the floor covered with a pool of blood.

They would have to find an entirely different apartment, purchased furniture once again, even find a new school to enrol—he was scheduled to start in two days. He wanted to stay with Aunt Judy, start his new school in the next few days, find new friends and have as many guests over in his brand new apartment, finally living alone do the first time. As much as he was afraid, the fury was starting to overshadow it; he didn't want to have to lie to his parents while he fled the city, afraid of an outcome that may never even happen. Besides, why would a mafia assassin yakuza want to murder newly senior high school student Nate Kennedy? Out of all they most likely had to deal with?

Why is the door automatic? “Where are we?” I asked Shin as he approached me after locking the doors. “To our old classroom,” Shin replied, approaching me. “Is this really a classroom?” “This is exclusively for section Ares.” Oh~section Ares, the pride students of H.I.S. When it comes to academics, Shin is one of them. “What did you do before? How did they know that we’re not really two and that we don’t have a relationship?” “Shhh, don’t be loud. Maybe someone can hear us.”

"Front and center! Let's see what the new Death God is made of. Attack me!" I scan the brightly lit, wide-open arena. Zero shadows. Zero cover. A tactical nightmare for a former assassin. But honestly? Trying to sneak up on an eight-foot-tall giant in broad daylight sounds exactly like the kind of stupid, chaotic fun I live for. I lick my teeth, dropping into a low, predatory crouch as my dark energy flares to life. Up in the spectator stands, the elite students of Class 1 are watching me like hawks. "She looks pretty fast," I hear one of the upperclassmen whisper, nudging my vampire roommate. "Did you guys just go easy on her in the cafeteria?"

“Sayonara Sato.” “Karera wa Anata o neratte iru, Don Antonio (They're coming for you, Don Antonio).” Kenji sneered in his foreign dialect before letting out a gruesome painful scream as the torture began. ° ° ° “Run a background check on that girl and bring her to me.” Antonio ordered his right hand man, Bruno. “The badass who shot Sato?” Antonio didn't respond to his theatrical question. “As you wish.” Bruno playfully saluted the boss and strutted out to carry out his instructions.