Kanzaki Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

Ren didn’t appreciate that comment much, and he didn’t speak to Tohya for nearly two weeks after that. A faint smirk was visible on Kanzaki’s face as he adjusted the black frame glasses resting on his nose. He was so skinny that Yuri could almost see his cheekbones jutting out. In fact, if she didn’t know any better, she’d have thought that Kanzaki was a skeleton masquerading as a human being. “It’s been awhile,” said Kanzaki. “Shibasaki. Kirisawa.” “You’ve been stealing bodies from Tokyo Medical University Hospital, haven’t you?” questioned Ren, going straight to the point with the mad scientist, his voice extremely cold.

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

Luis was still expressing his utter loyalty, but Enzo did not want to hear it anymore. “I’ve already investigated the assassination attempt. This has nothing to do with any of you, and you shouldn’t get involved. However, Luis must be punished for abandoning his post.” Luis shrunk back. His mouth opened and closed as he tried to say something. However, he must have feared that Enzo would pursue the matter even further and thus kept silent. From what I could tell, Luis did not think that he had made a mistake at all. Instead, he thought that he still had a chance to make a comeback.

to break out that day because Kaz had informed me of a beef between the 666 and the other gang earlier in the morning that day, he had tried to keep me from going to school that day, but I had refused to stay back home because I did not want to miss Mr. Gaddam's class. The man was feared and disliked by most of the students in school back then, but I was one of the few ones who loved his seriousness and I loved the fact that he knew his shit, he taught us sciences and I would wish for his class to never end. Mr. Gadaffi was the first to discover what had happened, he ran into the class where the shouting emerged from and he immediately ran back, shouting and warning us to run, I can't forge

"I can't believe I'm sitting in the same classroom with the murderer" "He might as well slit our throats and hide our bodies" "He's cute" "Disgusting attitude" "He should be in the mad house, not here" "How is he even here if he had spent most of his life in the madhouse?" "Alright, class. Be quiet! I do not want to hear any more statements about murderers or madhouses or you will be thrown out of my class!" Our teacher states and everyone falls quiet. I turn to look at Kang who has his head lowered slightly, his eyes squeezed shut. He looks so.....dejected.

They threw sharp, unfriendly glances her way, but Claudia ignored them completely, focusing on the teacher instead. “You— the new student,” the teacher called gently, pointing at her. “Please come forward and introduce yourself.” Claudia stood. “My name is Claudia Jackson,” she said simply. “Nice to meet you all.” Then she returned to her seat. A loud hiss broke the calm. Tina. The teacher paused briefly, then continued as if nothing had happened. “Today’s topic focuses on recent events in Italy,” she began. The class grew attentive. “There have been multiple assassinations targeting high- ranking officials. The attacker is a serial killer known as Striker.”

She closed the window, grabbed his things and left the building. While heading down the mountain, Cai Kang needed to ask. “Who was that student?” “He was our most brilliant but also our most ill classmate. He was the top of our class and Kazuha’s first real rival.” Maiko said. “Kazuha’s rival?” “Yeah, it isn’t just grades either. Martial arts, chi, even their hobbies. They were competitive about everything. The day he died, was when her eyes turned fully silver.” She said.

Willie Mariano would not notice them. "Okay, let's start," Raymond began. "We need to investigate who is killing our classmates. Think about the three we lost, do you want another one or add until we're all exhausted?" According to Raymond, it received a blow to the forehead from Bashie as a reason for it to touch the part where the girl hit it. "Hey, Raymond! What are you talking about?" Bashie frowned. "One of our classmates is the killer!" Clarification of it. Bashie stared at Raymond. "You know you're watching that horror so what are you thinking!" Its weak voice shouts.

And that’s when the main bathroom door swung open again, followed by the cheerful, oblivious sound of two female students chatting about a philosophy midterm. Ivan froze. His eyes locked with mine. The message in them was clear as day. This isn’t over. In one swift motion, he shoved past me, out of the stall, and was gone, the outer door swinging shut behind him with a soft click. I slumped against the cool metal of the stall, my heart hammering against my ribs. The penknife slipped from my fingers and clattered to the floor. The two students entered the row of stalls, still talking.

I grumbled to myself, repulsed by the beast. Kazuo's laughter would come out of nowhere "Isn't it? Then I should've just killed him for you. Hahaha..." He was staring at me, but I shifted my gaze away from him. "Will you please cease yourself for saying such a thing?" I muttered. Returning to reality, my classmates are still here, gathering in front of me. "Mr. Ukeda, what a pity. Consider it, guys. Mr. Ukeda was sickened not only by her appearance but also by what she had done to him!"