Kaede Kayano Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

He looked down at the content that had a faint shimmer on the surface of the liquid. Alina's attention shifted back to Kenji who was already bringing out a gun. The click of the safety being undone. Alina was faster though. Always had been and always will. She grabbed the glock tucked inside Antonio's holster fast as lightning, her finger steady on the trigger. Two shots cracked. She won and he missed. Kenji Sato's gun clattered to the floor as he screamed, clutching his bleeding hand. Antonio's men got to his own men before any of them could say Jack.

Chaos erupted. Everyone scrambled toward the soldier's hospital room. Miller dragged me by my handcuffs, pushing me to the front of the crowd. Through the glass, I saw Enzo tangled in a mess of tubes. Disgust flashed across my face. Then I gave Miller a faint smile. "If I had known you were so hard to kill, I would have used white phosphorus instead of cyanide." "I planned nine perfect executions, only for you to become the one stain on my record."

Maybe then RJ wouldn’t just be a cage. Math class. Worst possible omen. The room was fuller than usual, so Kai slid into a corner seat like a ghost. Then the teacher walked in. “Good morning, class,” she said brightly. “Are we ready for the test?” Kai’s soul left his body, waved goodbye, and ascended. Test? Oh. Right. He remembered now. The last class. Him slumped forward. Half-asleep. Hoodie over his head while Miss Marmalade’s voice floated somewhere above him, announcing doom while he dreamt of literally anything else.

“So, you were sent to kill me by Hanley Foster and Denton Hansen.” Cade felt the wave of sadness in his heart become even more buoyant. What happened to him was ironic. They used to be brothers—he never thought that they would be the ones to drive him to extinction. “Why do you have to go so far with this?” asked Cade. “Of course, because you know too much!” As soon as the words left his mouth, Weasel raised the gun in his hand and fired it at Cade. “Watch out!” shouted a member of the King Kong Mercenary Corps.

They both look like dictators reigning above everyone. Keeping my eye on both of them, I signal Connor and gesture to the two targets. Connor moves close and nudges me forward. Just as we’re about to move, a shot rings out across the room, and pandemonium ensues. I glance back to see our assassins fighting and then look back up and rush forward when I see that the Senator and Kennedy Lynch are running away. As I’m nearing the stairs, a man appears and takes a swing at me, but I’m ready. Gripping his wrist with both hands, I kick him in the kneecap, twist his arm behind his back and put pressure until I hear the sound of bone breaking. The man cries out in agony as his body slumps to the grou

Other than to fantasize about that amazing chest of his (probably late at night when I'm feeling sexually frustrated), I never want to think about him or the whole mortifying incident ever again. As far as I’m concerned, it never happened. As Professor Paulson begins class, I take out my laptop and start typing away. Fifteen minutes into it, my pulse has finally settled and I'm no longer thinking about spilling an entire drink on some unsuspecting stranger when the door to the classroom creeks open and in strolls Mr. Abs of Steel himself. Eyes bulging out of my head, I actually do a double take because I can't believe it's really him. The entire class turns to stare. Even the professor halts

I looked through the window when Teacher Lelouch started the lecture. A few minutes later, Principal Olivia entered the room. So, he stopped the class. I could see in her eyes that she was sad, “I must announce something to all of you,” she said to us. So, my classmates became quiet, “I want you all to know that Athena Lazaro is dead!” She sadly said. My classmates started to murmured with one another when they heard that, so Teacher Lelouch stopped them, “So that, the school administration decided to suspend for seven days the four suspects for killing Nate,” she said, which shocked us, so Elisa stood up and spoke.

“Who who’s Kael?” Alessio’s voice went distant, hollow. “He wasn’t supposed to be alive.” “You know him?” He nodded once. “He was my first student. Before Cassian. Before any of them.” “What happened to him?” “He died,” Alessio said flatly. “I made sure of it.” Noa’s heart dropped. “Then who’s this” “Whoever’s doing this, he’s not Kael. He’s someone who thinks he is.” Noa’s gaze flicked toward the window. “Or maybe he’s the one you failed to kill.”

By the time Kane's truck rolled into the private garage beneath his building, the city had settled into its nighttime rhythm. Mona sat quietly, her fingers tracing invisible patterns against her thigh, her mind still catching up to everything that had happened. The fight. The kiss. It was... a lot. Kane killed the engine, the low rumble fading into silence. "Come on, princess," he said, stepping out. Mona followed, hopping down carefully this time without needing help, though her lips curved slightly like she had considered asking again just to see him react.

They hadn’t found anything nor had encountered anyone. “Still, this feels unreal. He wouldn’t just ask for help and ditch us. At least he didn’t seem like that… Damn you Seirei! Where are you?” and Ayame looks outside the window in the classroom they were in. The classroom they were in was the same one where Seirei had murdered the kappa. When they entered the classroom only the blood remained. It was almost as if someone had carried away the dead kappa outside the window from the second floor. After an hour or so, Makimi wakes up and tells Ayame to take rest.