It was just another school day in the assassination classroom. It was still too early, but the old building at the top of the mountain was already occupied by one undercover teacher, one certain class representative and the four 'drop-by' students. With one quick inhalation of oxygen and fresh morning air, Karasuma started, one hand motioning to the male class rep, Yuuma Isogai.

"Girls, this is the male class representative of Class 3-E, Isogai Yuuma. If you ever have questions regarding your case, then feel free to approach him."

All eyes landed on the ikemen standing by the doorframe, who flashed them all a polite and charming smile. Karasuma briefly glanced at his wristwatch before nodding at them. "I'll be back shortly when I finish talking with the other members of the ministry. Excuse me students," and with that, the PE teacher exited the small faculty room with Isogai standing aside to let him pass. Once the teacher left, Isogai turns back to the four students in front of him.

"Good morning," he greets. "Just like Professor Karasuma said, feel free to ask me anything."

"Well, introductions first," a red-haired girl who had a small box of pocky eagerly started. She picks one stick and flashes the ikemen a friendly grin of her own. "My name's Haruki Sagae."

Isogai nods and extends a hand in front of her. The tall girl instantly holds her pocky stick between her upper and lower lips before shaking his hand. Isogai felt the fingerless gloves brush on his palm before turning to the next girl beside her. Isogai had mentally noted that this girl was just a few centimeters shorter than him especially if she removed her heeled boots. But with a quick glance of her body (not that Isogai was staring at her body due to her outfit that exposed her midriff), he made a conclusion that she seem to be older than a normal middle schooler should be. If he scans further, he might say her body seemed more mature than Yada's.

"Uh huh," the pinkette before him drawls ever so slowly and let out a yawn. Instead of shaking his hand, she flicks them away before studying her nails. "The name's Isuke Inukai, a man's name, I know. But if you ever piss me off, I'll make sure your body will be found at Tokyo Bay." She said it in a way that it could've rivaled with the Chairman Asano's centipede-crawling aura. Isogai sheepishly sweatdropped at her calm and chill (yet threatening) tone before nodding. "I'll… make sure of that…"

"Don't mind her attitude," Haruki starts, chuckling slightly and takes a bite of her pocky. She continued to chew in between her words. "It's been a long time since we've seen each other, so this is probably her way of saying 'she misses us'."

"It's barely been four weeks after that so-called graduation crap," Isuke responded, shooting an annoyed scowl at the redhead. "I was looking forward to continue my life, enjoy myself in a luxurious hotel with mommy and daddy, but," she clicks her tongue, quickly shooting a malevolent smirk at a certain blue-haired girl who wore a jersey jacket. "Just seeing the face of the one and only b*tch who broke my arm and made me lose twice just kinda ruined it."

Isogai nervously gulped as he feels a tension forming in the small faculty room. He was told that these girl are all experienced and trained assassins, shared history together in the well-known Class Black of a private girls' boarding school Myojo Academy. But judging from Isuke's line ("-the one and only b*tch who broke my arm-"), it made the representative visibly cringe at the thoughts of assassins all inside a classroom, causing chaotic ruckus when a fight begins.

Much to his little relief, another girl made an attempt to slice through the forming tension by making a chuckle. He turns to the girl on the other side of the pocky-eating girl. The girl who made a chuckle greeted him with a friendly smile and warm gold eyes. "Hello, my name is Suzu Shutou. I'm looking forward to work with you and the rest of the class. Nice to finally meet you."

"Oh," Isogai flashes a charming grin at her, eagerly extending a hand to her. The girl shakes it. "Likewise, Shutou."

He then looks over to the final girl across the room- or just opposite Suzu, dark blue orbs clashing with his gold ones. Just sneaking a short glance at her was already enough for Isogai to determine that she's the Class A assassin. He suspected she's very skilled, sharp and quick, doesn't get attached to her targets. Her narrowed eyes sent the message that he shouldn't dare mess with her. Of course he wouldn't, because it's against his morals and she can easily break an arm.

She crosses her arms in front of her chest, blinking briefly at him before turning away. "Tokaku Azuma." Afterwards, she released a sigh before looking back at him. "Let's get to the point before class starts. Describe our target."

Isogai didn't waste his time in recollecting the memories and experiences of his abnormal teacher. "He appears as a yellow octopus-like creature. He has more than twenty tentacles, uh, if I'm not mistaken." Isogai sheepishly smiles. "I'm sure you'll get an accurate number from Nagisa. Anyways, every month, he removes this mucus from his body. When you see him, he has a grinning face on, but the expressions change depending on his mood or emotions. As you have heard from Professor Karasuma, he can travel in Mach 20, so in every class periods, when we have individual sessions, he can attend to us at the same time."

"Mach 20, huh?" Haruki voices out.

"What about his behaviors?" Suzu questions.

Isogai chuckles slightly. "Well, he's quite a handful."

"A handful?" Isuke asks with an eyebrow raised. "Obviously. He's got tentacles."

"Explain further," Tokaku says.

"Hm, even when he's getting assassinated, he still acts happy and jolly. He can even give us a lecture while we're in the middle of our attempt. He sticks to the saying 'a teacher first, a target next', or something along those lines. He's very smart, probably because he has more experience than us. He… has a thing for women's asset-" all girls raise an eyebrow at this "-He likes sweet foods-" Haruki smirks "-and he can be cocky sometimes."

"Weaknesses?" Tokaku asks next.

"Uhm, the only weakness I can say that is very notable is that he gets weak when he comes in contact with water. You can ask for more information about the weaknesses from Nagisa as well. He writes many things about Korosensei on his notebook."

"You mentioned Nagisa more than once," Suzu notes. "Is he someone worth remembering in the class?"

"Oh yes, he's… uhm, according to Professor Karasuma, he may be new to assassination but he has these natural skills of an assassin."

"This Nagisa piques my interest," Haruki says aloud. "I'll try talking to him later." She then offers her box to the others, specifically to Isogai. "Want some?"

"No, thank you," Isogai answers.

"Natural skills of an assassin," Tokaku voices aloud. "Karasuma mentioned earlier one of the students managed to injure this 'Korosensei'. Is he the one?"

"No, that's Karma," Isogai answers.

"That's an odd name," Suzu notes lightly.

"Nagisa's first notable attempt was planned with one of our classmates, Terasaka. Terasaka stuffed a grenade with Anti-Korosensei BB pellets and… forced Nagisa to… do it himself- assassinate Korosensei I mean. We knew Korosensei can easily stop the grenade, so instead of throwing the grenade at him, Nagisa threw himself to Korosensei with the grenade around his neck. Terasaka detonates it with a remote, but even so, failed."

"That's suicidal," Haruki says, biting off a new pocky stick.

"What about this Karma you're talking about?" Tokaku asks. "How did he manage to injure Korosensei?"

"Believe it or not, Karma just glued small pieces of Anti-Korosensei knives on his palm and squeezed one of Korosensei's tentacles."

"That's it?" Isuke pipes up in disbelief. "Is this teacher blunt or something?"

"Well, no… You see, Karma can be easily mistaken for someone who's… innocent? Someone who seems approachable at first glance. Korosensei was fooled by the façade he had put on."

"What's Karma like?" Haruki asks. "He's surely gonna be added in my 'should talk to' list."

"Uh," Isogai rubs his nape slowly. "Karma may look like a normal middle schooler, but underneath the surface, he's known for being a troublemaking delinquent. It's one of the reasons he had been dropped into E Class."

"I see," Suzu starts. "Before I came here, I've done a short research. This school has a… quite unique educational system. And E Class is the lowest of the low, right?"

"What?" Isuke suddenly perks. "E stands for elite, doesn't it?"

Isogai immediately frowned, but quickly threw on an uneasy smile. All of them noticed this. "Sadly, no. E stands for end."

"Explains this old building. If we're placed in an elite class then we'd have some AC units, advance gadgets and such. What…" Haruki pauses. "You know, you appear to be a charming boy. What made you get into E Class?"

Isogai makes a sad smile that he thought was just a perfect reassuring mask. "In this school, a student isn't allowed to have part-time jobs…" Haruki had her eyes narrowed at this. "At the time, I need to support my family because I have younger siblings to take care of, as well as a sick mother. I need to give myself allowance as well, so I took a part-time job. I was found out and was accused of breaking the rules-"

"That's not fair," Haruki cuts him, leaning on the desk and making an unconscious scowl. "You were just trying to take care of your family."

Isogai sighs. "That's just how things work here."

Suzu and Tokaku looked at each other, with Isuke looking outside of the window with a pissed off frown and Haruki scowling at the floor while continuing to eat her pocky. Suzu grabs a sheet on top of a drawer before showing it to Isogai.

"We still have time before class starts. Care to describe your class for us?"

Isogai grinned happily, the awkwardly low mood getting lifted. He was eager to start. And the four paid attention.