Assassination Classroom Kanzaki Novels & Stories

In this moment, nothing else mattered but survival. "Killing Mr. Luciano hadn't been my smartest move, but he needed a lesson-one he'd never forget, even if it cost him his life. You don't double-cross an assassin and walk away unscathed. The price he paid was high, and so was the toll on anyone foolish enough to come after me.

We spent our next class in the nurse’s office and were still blaming each other. “It’s because of you that I got a warning from Mis Harmony”, said Kei. “Oh, shut up for once. It was not my fault and just so you know she yelled at me too”’, Mizuki said getting annoyed by Kei’s behavior. After being treated we went to the cafeteria because we basically didn’t go to the next class as we were too injured to go. Ronesme and Jones approached us with notes and told us that Mr. Tsubaki gave an assignment to us in which we have to observe a flying boar how it uses nearby energy to fly and attack its prey.

People thought killing was loud and always required spilling blood. It didn’t . If you knew how the body worked, all you needed was timing, pressure, and the right conversation. And I was about to initiate the right conversation. Raina’s dad leaned right beside me at the edge of the terrace, one hand resting on the railing, the other wrapped around a glass he hadn’t finished. His breathing was steady—for now. “You don’t look like you enjoy crowds,” he said. “I don’t,” I replied.

He said in a low tone of voice, trying to contain his happiness because Mukgu said yes. Mukgu was inside of the classroom, Chichi, Suzette and Erica were her classmates on that subject so that was why they were also there. They witnessed Blake sending off Mukgu in the classroom because there were transparent windows. They were following Mukgu while she was walking towards her seat by their gaze.

POV: Mira The classroom exploded into chaos. Students were screaming. Some jumped out of their chairs. Some pushed toward the door. Others climbed on desks trying to see what had happened. Within seconds the entire classroom was packed. Students from the hallway were already squeezing through the door and windows, trying to look inside. Everyone wanted to see. Because right in the middle of the classroom floor— Kevin was lying there. Not moving. Blood spreading slowly across his shirt. Bella had dropped to the floor beside him.

i said with a crazy voice and laugh like a crazy people! Mabilis kumalat ang mga dugo sa cr kung san kame naroon.Mahigit isang oras den kameng na rito.agad agad kong naghugas ng kamay at kutsilyo.IISANG KUTSILYO ANG GAGAMITIN KO SA PAGPATAY SA MGA DEMONYONG TULAD NYO!SISIGURADIHIN KONG LAHAT KAYO MAPUPUNTA SA IMPYERNO!sinabi ko yun sa sarili habng nakatingin sa mga demonyong to!Agad akong nagbihis ng damit at mabilis naq lumabas ng Cr.masuwerte ako at walang ibang pumasok sa sc at nagawa ko ng maayos ang plano ko.walang nakakita na lumabas ako ng ng cr at nagpunta sa counter para bayaran ang binili ko..Maya maya lang ay may narinig akong sumigaw mula sa Cr.Muhkang may nakakita na sa dalawa

“Your last essay was extraordinary. Congratulations.” She looked up before she could stop herself. His eyes were grey and very direct and for one disorienting moment the classroom simply ceased to exist. The noise dropped away. The fluorescent lights, the smell of industrial cleaner, the scrape of chairs — all of it went quiet and distant, and there was just this: his face close to hers, his eyes on hers, and a feeling like standing at the edge of something very high with no particular fear of falling. She yanked her gaze down to her hands. Her heart was hammering.

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.

His knuckles were white on the wheel. The car stopped in an industrial area— abandoned warehouses, no lights. He killed the engine. "Don't move." He paused, his hand on the door."If you hear anything that's not me— get in the driver's seat and go. Keys are in the ignition." Then he was gone. He was gone before she could answer. She sat in the darkness, shaking. The blood had dried on her fingers— brownish red, flaking. She couldn't stop staring at it. Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous".

Then, he told his brawlers, “Clean this up.” From beginning to end, he never even gave me or our child a second glance. “Mrs. Marconi, get back to the car!” a bodyguard roared at me. I abruptly came back to myself and saw that Enzo had been forced into a corner, with two soldati lying on the ground. I had no clue if they were dead or alive. The gunmen were reloading. Within ten seconds, they would start firing again. I tossed the communication device into the fountain behind me and ran out.