Assassination Classroom Takaoka Novels & Stories

Moments Later Medical Wing [Omniscient P.O.V] The corridors were silent. Flickering lantern light. Recovery salts on the air. Rhythmic breathing of sleeping students. A shadow detached from the ceiling. The assassin moved like oil on water. Black silk absorbing light. Jagged glass dagger in his hand. Coated in paralyzing neurotoxin. Target: the private ward at the end of the hall. The girl who had shaken the Academia to its bones.

This time, Berriwott had tears streaming down his cheeks as he gave away the names of his accomplices “Janon Trueman, Lilith Malfoy, Vox Madero and Kalifa Zeidner.” Khronos hummed and I was honestly surprised. Janon struck me odd when he didn’t bother to increase his security after the Night Walker’s killing spree so I imagined he was innocent. Now that I had names, there was only one thing left to do. “You will count to a hundred after your ropes are undone before triggering the device Rion handed you. You will remain seated where you are and tell no one about what happened in this room.”

Tae Min pretended not to hear. Inside the classroom, their seats were far apart. Haru sat near the front. Tae Min sat near the back. Too far. Tae Min leaned back in his chair, watching Haru discreetly. Haru’s seatmate, Taki, leaned closer. “What’s first period again?” “Japanese,” Taki replied. “You okay? You look tired.” Haru rested his head on his desk. “Just didn’t sleep well.” Taki reached over and lightly touched Haru’s forehead.

Every movement was deliberate, every action a reflection of their training and their loyalty to the Takahashi family. “Yes, but how do we handle this?!” Tomoya’s voice rose in desperation. “We can’t involve the authorities, not without exposing Shane!” Takumi’s eyes darkened as they settled on Tomoya, the weight of his unspoken plans palpable in the air. “She won’t need to be exposed,” he said, his voice quiet but firm. “First, wait for Anwar and Anthony to return. I need you to review the CCTV footage.” Tomoya’s brows knitted in confusion and unease. “You don’t mean... you don’t expect me to—”

Right now, he is standing beside me with Adnan. Meanwhile Hyun Seok and Yuko were nowhere to be seen. It was obvious, because Hyun Seok ran away from the lesson, he dropped out of ACC. While Yuko, he is still stuck with his fans. "Jun ho, take this boy back to Osaka. You guys go there first without me." Kazuo said, he gave the order. "All right, dude. It's a pleasure." Jun ho smiles happily, and he kicks the student unconscious. They really are cruel. The two Seirryu camps work together to torture the weak.

There were two holes in his chest, and blood was flowing abundantly. Akiko, when she has Theo in her sights, passes the gun barrel through the bars, aims at the heart, and shots twice. Then, quickly, pick up the bullet shell, and hide it, and the gun, in the suitcase. She takes off her raincoat, and also hides it in her suitcase, making it sore to get the inside of the raincoat out. The door to the museum was hidden from journalists. She goes out and mixes with the panicked crowd, fleeing the cemetery. When she is far away, she takes a taxi to the door of a restaurant, then calls an Uber, and goes to the house, completely destroyed inside, that she said was hers.

now let move to our lesson but the lessons won't take your time,just some minutes before the police arrive for more investigation,so everyone let begin" 30minutes later I sigh the class looks so oo cold,everyone with their own thinking,I know some of them is afraid,who wouldn't be afterall someone was murdered but wait i left for just one and half hour and she was murdered that strange according to Akira she left 30minutes after I left,and came back 15 minutes early than me

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.

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.

After that, he left the classroom. He went straight to the boys' comfort room. He had no victims when he arrived and no students when he arrived. He entered the only cubicle there and both put his feet on the toilet so that he could not be seen. While he was waiting for the victim, he also prepared his katana. He threatens the two in case they fight back. He waited for three minutes when he heard someone lock the door. The faint voices of two people talking, a woman and a man, followed. He knew they were his victims so he closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he listened to the conversation between the two.