Assassination Classroom Kanzaki Novels & Stories

As the security footage started playing, the woman who gave him the drink was seen in the parking lot. After that, the assassins were already on their way to their room. Once they went inside, there was no footage for a couple of minutes. "We should've installed cameras in here," James muttered in dismay. They watched closely as they saw Keisha running out of their room with her hands tied together.

Belinda felt incredibly guilty for having to lie to these two men. Daniel nodded. "He seems like a nice lecturer. Why do you all call him a killer lecturer?" "He's already giving us homework before we even start. He keeps asking random questions in class, targeting students who daydream or arrive late." "Wow, I like to come late again. Get ready, I'll be a target in class too." "That's why, now I'm leaking it to you first, so you don't become a target." "Oh yeah, what homework did he give you?"

I said to which he nodded, "Yes that is why, my dad will spike their drinks and make sure that they will drink it." "Yeah?" I smiled, "what else?" "He will also have shooters on the roof and in other corners in the mansion," he answered stupidly, "their aims will be on the members of both the families." "He's smart," I lied, earning a grin from Theirry, "Let's get to class now. We're late anyways." With that, we exited the cafeteria and headed to class since we had the same. Thierry and I entered the class and took our seats. I had to sit next to Ares since Emma decided to sit next to Ryan.

Would be use as an evidence. Back then as an assassin, I always made sure I destroy every proof that I have. Every single one of them, I don't ever leave any trail or something that could stand as a weapon against me. I am always careful. There was this particular book that caught my eye, is actually the title that piqued my interest... The book title is, *The kidnapping of five kids.* This is so gross, killing people wasn't enough, he actually... Kidnapped kids! My father is a real psycho.

And if I do not become a doctor, no one will cure you of your absent-mindedness . - Enough "if"! Samantha grabbed Leah's arm and pulled her towards the classroom. She didn't really resist. They were in a hurry to the biology class. The teacher, Mr. Yamamoto, was of Japanese descent, so he was called "Kamikazde" behind his back. He got the nickname for a reason - Yamamoto was distinguished by rare dedication, and often took on the children's tricks, for which he received from the director. But the elderly Japanese was very kind, which his students often used. However, there was something that Kamikazde did not like very much - being late.

There were no words. Just an attachment. Frowning, I tapped the image. At first, it looked blurry. Dark shapes behind frosted glass. Then my stomach dropped. Two figures. Standing extremely close together inside a classroom. One taller. One leaning forward slightly. Even distorted through the blurry quality, I recognized us immediately. My breathing stopped. The timestamp at the bottom corner read: BLACKWOOD HIGH — ROOM 214. The classroom. My fingers suddenly felt numb around the phone. No text followed. No threat. No explanation.

“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.

Wolferan blinked and spoke, “I feel there is no need to ask what I already know besides the only question that I have that has to do with your kills is why did you kill only bad people.” Leanunya frowned, “seriously? You just don't have any questions? Why not?” Wolferan spoke, “I already know how you killed each person. You kill everyone the same way except with those you get into a fight with. You kill them by slitting their throat during the night. I just don't know why and so that is my only question.” She looked at him and asked, “why is that important?”

Kylie's POV 5 Years Later I set my Barrett M82 sniper on the top floor of my hotel room and adjusted it through the window blind. It was aimed at the prime minister, who was having his oath-taking ceremony approximately six blocks across from me. My name is Kylie Candace Kazimir, and I’m an assassin now. No judgment. You would do the same if you were penniless and had a sick daughter to care for. When I accepted the invitation, I had no idea just how much my life would change.

The knight kneeled once and got up with beads of sweats trickling down his forehead. [Its really horrifying to even provoke this demons.......Why am I even the one called to fetch them] The knight yelled out internally while crying tears of blood in his heart and disappeared out of there sights. *** While on the other side. A huge spacious ballroom is being occupied by hundreds of servant as they fussed on the decorations that was to be placed on each corners of the room. On the Kitchen, every chefs, servants and assistants were cooking delicious foods and preparing luxurious delicacies as fast as they can as it was an abrupt celebration.