Kanzaki Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

Yoshito took a step back before he asked nervously, “What are you going to do?!” The woman looked at Yoshito with interest before she said in a cold voice after a short moment, “You kidnapped the young master and young lady of my Schulz family, and you even assassinated more than a dozen people working for the Schulz family. So, what else could I possibly be doing? Of course, I am here to take your life!”

She raised a finger and did some gestures to make the whole close snap out of their gaze. "We'll leave the introduction for later and just start the lesson" She said while walking over to the board to write the subject and the title. "Nice ass" Kazuma said unknowingly, after realizing what he said he close his mouth with his palm in shock at what he just said before. "What!!" Hearing this Kazuma looked up at Akane with a sorry kind of expression all written on his face. "Go out of my class and wait for me in my office, you're up for detention throughout today"

*** At the moment, in the Kanagawa family. Ever since he had seen Gerald that night, Kanagawa Kai’s mood had not been very good. He didn’t even know why. Gerald was just a guest of the Futaba family, so how could the team leaders of the assassins of the Hanyu family fail? Even the top ten assassins on the assassin’s list could die in the hands of Gerald. These people would have a certain success rate even if they wanted to assassinate the president of Western Union. In his opinion, assassinating Gerald should be a breeze.

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.

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He only became depressed when Asahina told him the assassination attempt wasn’t successful and the vaccine had been administered by Dr Iason to save everyone’s lives on Amanda’s orders. “To die in the academy by the archmage or to return to the headquarters to spill my innards, I don’t really know which is worse,” Klick laughed without humour to himself. It has been two weeks and every single day that passed was hell to him. If they wanted to kill him, they should have done it that day.

Kazumis POV What can be worst than standing out of the classroom with the person you hate and fear the most? And for what? Just for fixing the screw of a mindless person. I hate everything about him even his voice, when he was trying to start a conversation and intenially or unintentionally pronounced my name in a wrong manner. Yeah, I know Asian names are a tad bit different than western names but that doesn't give him a right to spout anything thoughtlessly. I was really relieved when I heard the ringing sound of the bell for lunch. For the first time I thanked god for saving his ass. OKAY maybe mine. Ren was really frustrated when I entered the class. Well I know what's next but I reall

Meanwhile Principal Kim started pelting me with chalk, brutally. As fast as I could, I ran from the Language Faculty to the Psychology Faculty. "Hey, where's Kazuo Yamashita? Do you know him?" I asked a student who passed in front of me. He thought for a moment. "Kazuo seonbae... I think he's in the cafeteria now." the student replied to me. "Okay, thanks." Again and again, I immediately ran. Watch out, I'll kick your little ass!!

That name should be a thing of the past. The laughter slowly died when Sister Lan raised a hand. Her expression remained unreadable. For a long moment, she said nothing. Then she leaned back in her chair. "I don't understand." Nobody spoke. Sister Lan looked around the room. Her gaze was colder than before. "First, students are mysteriously poisoned in the Elite class." The room remained silent. "Now a Seer is supposedly struck dead by thunder." Even the laughing Alphas stopped smiling. Sister Lan's eyes swept across every face in the hall.

Amid the scattered papers and crumpled textbooks, the stark inscription on the school badge shone clearly into her mind, a final, damning piece of evidence: Ninth Grade, Class Five, Skylar Vance. The master assassin, whose mind had once handled lethal complexity and unimaginable pressure, was utterly, brutally blindsided by this temporal catastrophe. “Hey, Skylar Vance! Who gave you permission to stand? Get down on your knees, now!” A high-pitched, childish voice, dripping with pure, unearned entitlement, ripped through the silence of her shock.