To the right.

To the left.

Kagome tired her entire body to no extent but her mind continued pushed herself. Her legs and arms felt like limp noodles, and the pain was long gone. Her sharp eyes zeroed in on one of the other drug cartels hiding.

Nothing could beat her. She was invincible. She was the Black Sniper, ready to strike at all costs. Her mentors behind her murmured approvingly and politely clapped when she finished the simulation. Unnoticed by them, a slightly manacial smile spread itself on her plump and pink lips.

She was unbeatable.

"Kagome, were you listening to me?" Koro-sensei tapped on her head with a squishy yellow tentacle.

"No sensei, I must apologize. I am sorry for not paying attention to you during class."

A look of horror and mock sadness crossed the monster's face before he brought his tentacles up into the air. He started to cry and his tentacles waved in the air like there was no tomorrow. Nagisa scribbled down another weak point.

Karasuma stared at Kagome, "At this point, if she continues to train like how she does, she'll be an unbeatable assassin in the future. Just imagine what she could do with her intelligence and continued training."

During the lunch break, her classmates crowded around her desk. She looked at them in confusion as they happily blabbed in front of her about useless topics.

"Excuse me, why are you all here?"

Sugino sighed, "Kagome-san, we're having a tournament against the baseball team tomorrow. We need your help."

He sighed and leaned back, frowning. Kagome upon seeing this was reminded of Miroku when he was in his thoughtful moments. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes slightly. Her heart hurt for some reason.

When she opened them, her vision was blurry and she blinked several times to get rid of the moisture.

"Alright. I have an idea, but you may not like it," She gestured for him to come closer.

The boy turned a fire engine red and nodded slowly as Kagome whispered into his ears furiously. Their classmates stared at Kagome in confusion for the five minutes they were conversing with each other in whispers.

"That's the longest I've seen Kagome-chan talk," Hinata whispered in awe.

"We," Sugino suddenly shouted, "Have a plan!"

"Tell us!" Rio yelled.

"What is it?"

"This outta be good!"

"I wanna know!"

"Spill it!"

Sugino blushed and diverted his gaze, "We'll have Koro-sensei throw Mach 20 balls at us, and we'll use our assassination skills to practice! Bitch-sensei gave us some inspiration just now. We'll divert their attention away from baseball with the Art of Seduction."

Ouijama grew a lecherous grin on his already perverted face. He started to drool in anticipation with Madara.

"Isn't that technically cheating..?" Yada asked with arms crossed protectively over her large bosom, "We totally don't have to do this... Right?"

"Give me an E!"

"E!"

"Give me a T!"

"T!"

"Give me an E!"

"E!"

"Give me an A!"

"A!"

"Give me an M!"

"M!"

"What does that spell?"

"E-Team! Go E-Team!" The girls from the End Class cheered.

All the E-class girls held posters and signs. The other classes always thought how it was unfair that most of the school's attractive male and female population were in that class.

The baseball team from the school team, momentarily distracted by the cheering End Class girls, started getting nosebleeds. One of them outright fainted by the scandalous outfits that the girls wore.

Most of the Class-E girls wore traditional cheerleading uniforms with a slight twist. Their uniforms were cut low for the purpose of distraction, and they wore bright colors. Irina-sensei had instructed them all to wear pigtails or high ponytails, as it was deemed the most attractive hairstyle.

Kagome's eyes were not focused on the game in front of them. Even though her mouth and body was moving along with the cheers, her eyes swept over the crowd. She searched the crowd with a piercing gaze, but could not find the person she was looking for.

Principal Asano's eyes widened a fraction when he saw the former A-class student but quickly replaced that look with a stoic smirk. She wasn't a threat anymore as long as she stayed in the End Class. Because of her low position, it was almost impossible that she would be able to overtake his son's position.

However, the school's baseball team were not able to focus on the game. The easiest shots that they could have caught went way over their heads, and their eyes were constantly looking at the girls.

"Time-Out!" Principal Asano demanded.

"Class 3E girls," He turned to the cheering girls, "Since you are breaking the dress-code, I am afraid I will ask you all to leave the field. You may come back once you have changed into something more decent."

They shuffled out without protest, having done their duty.

Class 3E ended up winning by a large margin.