Isogai Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

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?

Slip something in his drink, it would appear as a heart attack and, for someone his age, it would be believable. Killing a man at his own dinner table. Almost ironic.

Belinda answered innocently, even though she only went to the toilet for a moment. “Going to the toilet but it’s taking so long!” Seeing her best friend continue to protest, Yena immediately slapped his arm with some force. "You've been protesting all this time! A girl always takes more than five minutes to go to the bathroom! Guys are truly heartless!" Hearing the sound of someone opening the door, the classroom fell silent again. A middle-aged man entered the room with a young woman, making Belinda's gaze widen. Who else could it be if not Isabella? The question was, why was Isabella teaching?

The three classes we have pass by in a blur. None of us dare leave the classroom—not even to use the bathroom. We stay seated together the entire time, tense and silent. The female teachers seem on edge, their eyes darting nervously, wild with uncertainty. Even they aren't safe. The final teacher doesn't even show up. “Should we wait here?” Isla asks in a sleepy voice. She managed to stay awake during housekeeping and cooking but nodded off in our last class—basic politics. She needs sleep. Desperately.

“He suddenly wants to meet with all the skilled assassins of the Nameless.” I frown. “Which means whoever he wants us to kill this time is a big shot.” “Exactly,” she explains. She stops at the entrance to Hades’ chambers, giving me a tight smile. “Well, good luck,” she waves. I nod. Hades sits on his chair, looking all high and mighty with that snarl on his face. He locks eyes with me the second I walk in—and so do the other assassins. Realizing I got here late, I lower my head, feeling everyone’s gaze on me.

[Raven] “Luna candidate Xanthea,” Isagi’s voice reverberated through the hall. “With this contract, you begin a perilous journey no mortal has ever taken. I commend your courage and wish you all the very best for the challenges that lie ahead.” The special jury exchanged hushed whispers, their voices barely audible. One got up and muttered something to Isagi, who gave a brief nod. Moments later, Isagi straightened and addressed the council once more, his voice calm but commanding.

“Here. You’re sweating a lot.” “Lin Lin, I’m getting flashbacks of our happy times. Remember that time…” They continued their skit for many minutes. Thankfully, the bell rang. Jiro and Rigo immediately stood up as if nothing happened and returned to their classroom. “Jiro, you dropped your handkerchief,” I said. After they left, one of my classmates— Joseph asked, “How y’all manage to distinguish the two?”

The young teacher walked straight to the class where she was teaching today, namely the Social Studies class, because based on the results of the teacher's meeting on last Saturday he was decided to become the homeroom teacher for IPS-G which means from now on Risa no longer only teaches mathematics, but also teaches several subjects in that class When he entered the classroom the students there immediately looked at Risa in surprise, making Risa nervous because he thought his students were staring in surprise because they already knew about the woman who slept with Rizal, But her anxiety did not last long when she heard the whispers of those who were protesting because they had entered clas

(POV: Isabella) This girl (Renata) is strange. I have a weird feeling; it seems like she's pretending the way she acts. Or maybe it's only in my head because she's a newcomer, who knows. I shake my head to dispel these thoughts; I have to give her a chance and not jump to conclusions right away. I'm in the academy's garden, soaking up some sun before class. Today, we have a class on attack and defense; they're real focused on that. I'm so excited, not real.

His hair was jet-black, like a crow's, and his eyes were blue with a hint of silver. The women worshipped at his feet. But he’s never taken or found his second chance mate after Stephanie was killed during the end of the Great War. Ever since then, he's thrown himself into skirmishes and missions with no regard for his life. That's what made him the best Professor I could find to teach Tactics 101. Gritting my teeth, the only issue we were going to have was that he was going to teach two humans in his class this year, and knowing him, I was probably going to have to intervene to stop him from killing them. Not even bothering to greet me, he came over and plopped himself in the chair opposite