Kanzaki Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

"Follow me now if you don't want your blood to flow in this class." My voice was cold. Sinister. A promise of violence. The other students went quiet. The teacher took a step back. Kenzie set down his paintbrush and stood up. He was smirking. Actually fucking smirking at me. "Lead the way," he said. We walked out of the classroom. I could feel the eyes on us. Could hear the whispers starting. I led him to an empty classroom three doors down. The one with the broken lock that no one used anymore.

“This afternoon, when Ms. Zinn put on a Doraemon cartoon for us, Miss Never sat right there with us. She even taught us how to make a Bamboo-copter.” That made me pull up the class surveillance footage again. I watched it over and over. Aside from Ms. Zinn, there was no other adult in sight. Meanwhile, the group chat had already exploded. Alice’s mother, Mrs. Lane, complained: [Ms. Zinn, was it you who showed them that cartoon? My daughter only started talking nonsense after she watched it!] [If your teachers did not tell her, how else would she know to grab two forks and pretend they were Bamboo-copters?]

Man, his timing sucks! "Good Morning class! Or maybe it's not that good it's rather dark considering what I'm just about to tell you. I promised you that as soon as I get more information I wouldn't hide things from you. Well, you all know about Zia right? The same day she died was the day some of our cameras broke down so we couldn't see her..commit the suicide. Cause of death? She slit her wrists." The entire classroom goes quiet and everyone just stares down at their desks. The picture of Zia with slit wrists is doing no good to my mind right now. "Jeez Hodge, when we asked for info we didn't need to hear this.." Sammy whispers to me and I nod.

Jack calmly said, “Primary school students shouldn’t watch violent things. Moreover, the Death Judge has killed so many people. He is an extremely dangerous criminal. You might be the next one to go on the live broadcast. Be careful!” Aisha’s expression became a little unhappy as she said seriously, “First, I’m not an elementary school student. I’ve already told you twice. I’m a high school student. “Second, I forbid you to talk about the Death Inquisitor like that. He’s not a criminal. He’s a hero who punishes criminals. If you continue to speak ill of him, I’ll break off our friendship!” Jack looked helpless. “Have we established friendship?”

But Yuki had already scribbled another note and passed it under the desk: "Based on handwriting analysis and recent behavior tracking, suspects have been narrowed to three individuals: Airi Sato, Class Rep – 70% likelihood of crush Moe Onodera, Librarian – 85% likelihood of crush Misaki Kanzaki, Transfer Student – Likelihood unknown. Dangerous.”** Takuto stared at the note, stunned. It read like an FBI profile report. But before he could process it, something caught his eye— In the corner of the classroom, Misaki Kanzaki was resting her chin on her hand, watching him with a gentle smile.

ASH'S POV A few days have passed since what happened at our hangout place. No one tried to bring up that topic again. I was walking to the classroom when I saw Akisha walking alone. I was surprised when suddenly something came up to her. A kunai! Sh*t! I was about to run to rescue her when she suddenly bowed. It was as if she was tying something on her shoes, but there was nothing wrong with her shoes. It just depends on whether she lied to us about how weak her senses are. As I followed her, I did not realize that we were in the classroom. Until now, the murder of Miss Salvacion is still being talked about, and until now it has not been possible to determine the culprit. Soon, Sir Rios arri

The sight tickled her so much that she let out a small laugh, shocking everyone in the room, including herself. On the outside world, viewers from all walks of life couldn’t help but comment on what just occurred. Akiko Kanzaki was an emotionless assassin known to never show any expressions on her face. Yet, she was so easily disarmed by an unknown boy ranked last in Godfather High School! Earlier, Zen announced that he was no longer part of the Taro family. Without a family, this boy was free real estate! [The Godfather is intrigued by your ability to charm the Death Princess. You have been awarded 100 credits.]

Reiko put down the cup with a smile and replied, “That’s right. The person I sent after you was a well-known assassin in Ryokan ten years ago. “But he died before laying a finger on you, Mr. Lee. “I must admit that you’re a lot stronger than I thought. “We had to reassess our strategy in regard to you.” Reiko had a way with words. The assassination somehow turned into a testament to Kaze’s strength. She downplayed the bloody aftermath. Kaze smiled offhandedly. “Are you suggesting my ignorance of the Ryokanian culture, Ms. Hara? “A Ryokanian assassin operates in the shadows. When exposed to light, the assassin is no longer deemed viable to the organization.”

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.

Since I had distributed everyone's admission tickets myself, I knew exactly where their exam rooms were. As I ran, I planned how to shatter their storyline. Firstly, it was a sweet romance novel. The female lead, Rachel Sharp, was supposed to be a naive yet brilliant top student. The male lead, Timothy Handler, was the cold, domineering school tyrant. Their character settings defined the tone of the story, and were exactly what made readers ship them. The first step was to destroy their character settings. After settling my thoughts, I steadied myself. Then, without hesitation, I grabbed a fire extinguisher from the hallway cabinet and smashed it straight into the glass window of Timothy's e