Hi people. Please don't hate me...or kill me. I just want to say. I'm really sorry for the delayed update. I was actually intending to finish and upload this chapter last Sunday, but I had to go to church in the morning and was out for the entire day after that. Then this week, I had orientation camp from early in the morning to late at night, hence I was unable to type this chapter out. So I hope you guys will forgive me for making you wait a week instead of the promised two to three days, and take this chapter as a token of my apology. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ansatsu Kyoushitsu/Assassination Classroom or its characters.

Chapter 4: A Lesson Learnt, Her Plan Progresses

The strangest thing happened the next day. As she walked towards her classroom, every male student she passed by seemed to stare at her, really intensely at that, and mostly almost seemed to have hearts in their eyes. She was beginning to get creeped out, and that was something, coming from an assassin who isn't even shaken by the sight of carnage.

When she had reached her classroom, once she had settled in her seat, the same three girls from the previous day greeted her. Returning the greeting, she decided she had enough of the stares and questioned the girls about it.

"Oh, apparently the news of your incident at PE yesterday and how the school's prince, Asano-kun, carried you have spread throughout the school, so practically the whole school has dubbed you the school's princess now." She raised a brow. Gakushuu is the school's 'prince'? More importantly, she's now the school's 'princess'? She held back a groan, feeling a growing headache coming on, and gave a strained smile. "I see…"

"Amano-san!" Hearing her name being called out, she turned to the source to see one of her classmates at the door, and a male student from another class outside. Getting out of her seat, she walked towards them. "Yes? May I help you?"

"He's a first-year in our junior high division. He said he wants to speak to you." Turning to look up at the junior, her eye twitched at his height for someone younger than her. He wasn't as tall as Gakushuu or Karma, but still taller than her. "So, what do you need from me?"

"Amano-senpai, please go out with me!" She blinked once, then twice. What?

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Please go out with me!" He repeated, bowing towards her in a respectful manner. Teresa fidgeted uncomfortably, feeling the unmistakably heated stares from her male classmates on the poor freshmen, who seemed to sweat slightly under the intensity.

"…Why me?"

"Because you're cool, smart, and b-beautiful!" How straightforward, and boring. He only wanted her for her appearance, for her daily façade, not for who she really was. Not that she could blame him, she hadn't shown anyone in this school her true self, and her farce was that of a perfect girl's. With an apologetic smile on her face, she gave her reply.

"I'm sorry, but I can't go out with you. It's not that I don't like you, but I don't even know you. And I'm not interested in being in a relationship anytime soon, because I want to focus on my studies," she answered. 'And because I'm here on an assassination mission,' she added in her mind.

The boy deflated slightly upon hearing her answer, before looking at her once with hopeful looking eyes, causing her to tense up slightly.

"T-Then, may we be friends?" he asked, her eyes widening at the question, before the shock was quickly replaced with slight sorrow.

'How innocent…and naïve. If you knew the kind of person I was, you wouldn't desire such a bond with me.' The pained glimmer in her eyes was gone as soon as it came, as she flashed a smile at him, causing his cheeks to flush slightly. "Sure!"

Apologising for taking up her time, he quickly dismissed himself while she returned to her seat. She really hoped that the rest of the boys in the school wouldn't be confessing to her too, but fate had its way of making its existence unbearable.

The rest of the day was horrible, to say the least. Guys from her class and other classes came to ask her out in between each class. When it was finally time for break, she bolted out of the classroom before anyone could approach her. Hearing footsteps following in her direction, she made a sharp turn around the corner and hid in the first room she could find.

She remained silent as the thundering footsteps went right past the door ad grew softer till it was gone. Letting out a sigh of relief, Teresa leaned against the wall and slumped to the ground. She really wished she could just get into class E immediately. Then she wouldn't have to deal with all this. She could faintly hear the same footsteps echoing throughout the halls and sighed, they were still looking for her?

'I guess I can't sneak out today,' she thought to herself as she took in her surroundings. Noticing the instruments lying around, she realised she was in the music room. Her eyes eventually landed on the grand piano that was at one corner of the room. She stood up and walked towards it. 'Might as well, to kill time.'

Lifting the cover to unveil the keys, she settled down on the provided chair and rested her fingers on the black and white keys. Closing her eyes, she pressed down on them, the beautiful, gentle melody of 'River flows in You' by Yiruma filling the room. As Teresa progressed, she poured her heart and soul into playing the song and got so immersed in it that she didn't sense someone's gaze on her from the other side of the door.

Gakushuu stared in amazement as he watched Teresa get lost in the song. He had heard the piano being played and was curious as to who it was. He was surprised, for she was playing the song perfectly, literally and emotionally. She played every note accurately and at the right timing, and he could feel her strong passion for the song. Miraculously, no one entered or stopped by the room during rest of the song.

As soon as she ended, she slowly opened her eyes and instantly felt the intense gaze on her. With heightened caution, she whipped her head towards the door, a glint of shock passed her eyes as she saw Gakushuu standing outside staring right back at her. She sighed inwardly, this was the second time she carelessly lowered her guard. Flashing a sideway smile, she slowly stood up and made her way to the door, opening it and gesturing for him to enter, to which he gladly complied.

"My apologies, Asano-kun. Are we not allowed to be here unless we have permission from a teacher?"

"Calm down, Amano-san. It's nothing like that. I'm here because I heard you play the piano. By the way, I must say, you are rather skilled. You played that piece perfectly," Gakushuu said. Sheepishly looking to the side, she averted her eyes from his as her lips settled into a shy smile. "Thank you."

"I saw you dash out of class earlier. I apologise for the inconvenience caused by the students. I didn't think it would cause such a huge commotion…" He really didn't. He knew that the students would probably gossip about it for a few days, but he didn't think that it would catch the attention of this many students, especially male students. He also didn't expect for them to dub her the school's 'princess'.

"You have nothing to apologise for, Asano-kun. It wasn't your fault, and I don't blame you, or anyone else. You were simply being considerate for my injury. If anything, I'm the one to blame for being careless," she replied in a soft tone.

"So, you're not upset at me?" Hearing this, she looked up at him with a blank expression on her face, before quickly covering her mouth as she let out a muffled laugh-a real one-and glanced at Gakushuu, who appeared taken aback by her sudden laughter.

"Of course not! I am upset, though, at the fact that the guys are all confessing to me. I really am not interested in finding a lover or anything of the sort. And why are they calling me 'cool'? Smart, I understand from my results I got for the entrance examination, beautiful or pretty, I guess that depends on them, but cool? Where did that come from?" she replied, questioning Gakushuu at the end.

Gakushuu pondered over her question. True enough, what reason did they have to call her cool? If there was anything she had done during her first week here that was considered cool, it would be…

"I guess your display of strength during physical education class was what they thought to be cool. Admittedly, it was," Gakushuu told her, and she stared at him, not expecting him to have said the last part. She then closed her eyes and turned away. 'If you knew why, you wouldn't think that way.'

"I see…that does make sense." She sat back down on the chair, not saying another word. Noticing her silence, he stared down at her, and noticed how her bangs and fringe covered her face, just like the previous day.

Thinking nothing of it, he asked, "So, we still have plenty of time before break ends. Are you going to stay in the music room for the rest of the break?"

"I guess. If I leave now, I'd probably still get chased, so I'm staying. How about you?"

"I guess I'll accompany you, then."

"Fine by me. By the way, are you alright with all this gossiping going around? I would have thought you might be disturbed by all this," Teresa asked, sending a glance his way, and noticed his eyebrow twitch slightly, before he smirked. "Don't worry about me. I'm used to this, being the school's top student as well as the student council president and all." Wow, he was rather arrogant about it too.

"I see. That's a relief, then. I was worried if I had caused you too much trouble."

"Say, what other instruments do you play?" He walked around the room, slowly looking at the instruments, one by one.

"Um…all of them?" she replied with a nervous laugh, as Gakushuu turned to gape at her.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah…I've been into music since I was young, so I learnt them all." Before becoming an assassin, music had always been an interest of hers, and so she learnt to play practically every instrument. Although she only mastered playing tons of songs on different instruments perfectly after she became an assassin, as training to broaden her skill set.

"Well then, what instrument do you play best?" He questioned further, partly because he truly was curious, and partly to find out more about her.

"Well, I can't say for sure which instrument I play best, but I enjoy playing the guitar and piano the most," she replied honestly. Seriously speaking, she was able to play all instruments perfectly, so asking her which instrument was she the best at playing was a taboo. Smirking, Gakushuu picked up the acoustic guitar next to him and walked over to her, putting it into her arms.

"Really? Mind playing something?" She looked down at the guitar in her hands, before staring up into Gakushuu's eyes. She instantly knew, he was doing this to evaluate her. Smiling, she adjusted the capo clip on a certain bar and positioned her fingers on the fingerboard, before plucking the strings, a delicate and gentle melody echoing throughout the room. Gakushuu frowned slightly as he listened. She was really good, probably better than him even.

After that, she continued playing other songs, till they heard the sound of the school bell ring. Teresa stood up and put the guitar back to where it came from, then returned to the piano to lower the cover. Turning to face Gakushuu, she slowly walked towards him. "Shall we go then? We're going to be late for class at this rate."

The rest of the day was pure torture. When they returned to class, turns out the guys who were chasing her were all waiting for her in the classroom. They all approached her, with the intention of either confession or friendship, until Ouno-sensei entered, causing them all the scram. For the first time since she came into the school, she felt grateful for his existence.

As soon as the last lesson ended, she hightailed out of the classroom and towards the hill, sending a quick text to Edward to wait for her. As she ran past the forest, a flash a red and blue caught her eye. Skidding to a stop, she quickly climbed up a tree and concealed her presence. Staring down, she saw Nagisa and Karma at a clearing, which happened to be the top of a cliff on this hill. Karma was sitting on the trunk of a tree at the edge of the cliff, while Nagisa stood a safe distance away from the edge.

Karma had an agitated look on his face, and was chewing on his nail, no doubt frustrated by his failed assassination attempts. Nagisa glanced warily at Karma, as he tried to…console him. "Karma-kun…don't sweat it. We'll all do him in together. Once Korosensei has his eye on you, you can't kill him by yourself, no matter the method. He's not like other teachers." Karma stopped biting his nail and looked up.

"Teacher, eh…?" For a moment, Teresa saw a flash of anger and betrayal in his eyes as he seemed to get lost in his own thoughts. "Hell, no. I want to do it. Nothing would tick me off more than him dying in some random place."

"Karma-kun." Both boys turned their heads to the right to see the subject of their discussion, who approached them slowly.

"I've certainly taken good care of you today, haven't I?" Green strips appeared on his face, a cheeky smirk on his face as he rubbed his tentacle-like fingers against each other. "You can still try to kill me, you know? I'll polish you up even shinier."

An uneasy look crossed Karma's face, causing Teresa to be slightly appalled. For Karma of all people to look disturbed…just what had the target done to him? She watched tensely as Karma slowly rose to his feet.

"Just to make sure…Sensei, you are a teacher, correct?" Karma questioned with a small smile on his face.

"Yes."

"And you would, say, risk your life to protect your students?" Teresa raised a brow as she watched his movements, before furrowing her brows in a frown. He wasn't actually going to-

"Of course. I'm a teacher, after all." At this, Karma held confidence in his stance as he seemingly made his resolve, raising his right arm to point a gun at Korosensei.

"I see, that's a relief. Then I can kill you." With that, Karma leaned backwards, allowing himself to fall off the cliff. "For sure."

Nagisa felt his blood drain from his face as he watched his friend disappear from his sight. Letting out a gasp, panic and fear gripped him as he rushed to the edge.

Karma had an exhilarated look on his face as he awaited Korosensei's response to his suicidal assassination attempt. 'So, sensei, what'll it be? If you come to help, I'll shoot you before you can save me. If you just let me die, your life as a teacher will be over.'

He laughed inwardly as flashbacks crossed his mind. 'Oh man! Everything's flashing before my eyes!'

"Are you alright, senpai?" Karma asked, one hand forcing someone's head against the wall, as he faced another student, who was on the ground. Noticing the student's ID on the ground, he immediately realised which class the student was from.

"3-E? You mean that 3-E class? It must be hard, for your fate to be decided by something like that."

"Huh? I'm in the right here. What's wrong with saving a bullied student?"

"No, Akabane. No matter how you look at it, you're in the wrong!" Eh?

"Have you lost your mind?! Where do you get off injuring the best student from the third years?" What? Wait, sensei-

"You sided with the E class and hurt someone with a bright future. If this affects his studies, I'll be the one held responsible!" He said he'll be on my side, and now this? ...Crap, he's dying.

"Your grades are the only thing you got right, they're the only reason why I've always looked the other way! But once you start hurting my career, that's a different story all together." In my eyes, this guy's dying.

"I've put in for your transfer. Congratulations, Akabane. You'll be starting your third year in the E class-ARRRGH!" He let me down, and hence he's the same as dead to me.

'Korosensei! I'll kill you with my own two hands! Now, which death do you choose?'

Teresa tsked as she gave a punitive gaze at Karma's falling form. She just told him yesterday not to do anything reckless, and there he goes, purposely falling off a cliff to kill the target. She sighed, watching the scene unravel, already knowing his efforts were in vain as a yellow tentacle rushed down towards Karma.

Soon, a yellow spider web appeared beneath Karma, who landed safely with an obviously surprised look on his face. Appearing below the net, Korosensei called out to Karma, whose eyes moved to the side. "Karma-kun. Splendid job on the premeditated assassination starring yourself." Karma let out a sound of confusion upon hearing those words.

"If I saved you at the speed of sound, your body wouldn't hold out. But if I moved slowly, I'd get hit. So," he said, popping his head through one of the spaces in the web as he watched Karma struggle to move his arms and legs, which were glued to the web, "I decided I'd try a sticky approach."

"Damn! What can't these tentacles do?!" Karma exclaimed with a frustrated groan, while Korosensei leisurely popped up in another space, a cheeky smile on his face. "You can't shoot me now!" He then popped back into the previous space and spoke once more.

"Oh, and for the record," Karma turned his head to face the target, whose tone turned serious, "letting you die is not an option for me." Karma's eyes widened.

"Feel free to take a leap of faith anytime you like." Staring at Korosensei, Karma eventually gave a resigned sigh and dropped his head against the net, a grin on his lips. 'It's no use. He won't die and he can't be killed. Not the teacher part of him, anyway.'

Looking down from where she was, Teresa smirked. "I told you so," she murmured, watching Korosensei carry Karma back to the top of the cliff.

"That was a lot crazier than you made it seem, Karma-kun," Nagisa said, cautiously peering off the edge.

"Eh, no biggie. As far as I could see, that would've been my best chance at killing him," Karma relied nonchalantly, staring up at the sky.

"Oh? Out of ideas already?" Karma averted his eyes from the sky to Korosensei, to see his many tentacles holding tons of female grooming tools, an evil grin in place. "I have plenty of grooming tools to use in retaliation. You're kind of a pushover yourself, aren't you?!"

Teresa bit her lower lip to stifle her laughter as an irritated scowl appeared on Karma's face, hearing those words getting returned to him. He then smirked and stood to his feet, before swiping his thumb across his neck. "Oh, I'll kill you. Maybe even tomorrow."

Korosensei's face turned orange with a red circle on it, and said "A healthy, refreshing bloodlust. Looks like you don't need any more of my special care." Nagisa let out a sigh of relief and smiled, watching Karma stroll pass Korosensei, tossing up and catching a purse as he did so.

"Let's head on back, Nagisa-kun. We can eat on the way." As soon as he completely passed by, Korosensei whipped around, sweatdropping in panic and realisation, causing Teresa to blink in confusion. What was wr- "Hey! That's my purse!" Huh?

With a mocking smirk, Karma turned sideways, facing Korosensei. "Like I said, don't leave it completely unattended in the faculty lounge!" Teresa gave a 'what the hell' look as she listened to the target shriek at Karma to return it. 'Are you kidding me?'

"If you insist." Catching the purse, Korosensei opened it up, before holding it upside down with one hand and pointing to it with the other. "But… This is empty!" Stopping his retreat once more, Karma flashed an innocent-looking smile.

"There wasn't much in there to begin with, so I took it all. Call it a donation!"

Korosensei began to flip out and called Karma a 'hypocritical delinquent' before he began a long lecture, which Karma simply laughed off.

Having seen enough, Teresa turned around and decided to leave the forest, making a jump as she neared the main campus, which led her to land right next to Edward, who was leaning against the limo. Shocked by her sudden appearance, he fell onto his behind as he broke out into cold sweat and stared up at Teresa, who simply gave a blank look, like she didn't just scare the living shit out of him.

"Wha-When did you-?!" Edward stammered, at a loss of words. Teresa simply raised a brow, and patiently waited for Edward to eventually get over his shock as he got up and opened the door for her, allowing her to enter the limo.

On the road, Edward gave a nervous look to Teresa through the rear-view mirror. "Please tell me if you're gonna appear like that. Rather, please don't ever do that again."

Teresa frowned and rolled her eyes at that. "You're an assassin, like me. You should have sensed me approaching if you were properly watching your surroundings, which you clearly weren't. So you only have yourself to blame." Not that she was any better, based on her previous slip-ups in the school, but she kept that to herself.

Edward gave a teary sigh at her cold tone. Of course she hadn't changed despite attending this school as a normal student. Then again, one couldn't really consider such a young girl who chose to be an assassin to be normal.

Teresa let out an exhausted sigh. The day wore her mentally, having to deal with confessions. How did regular students manage such encounters in their daily lives was beyond her. Or rather, she wasn't the least bit interested in having a love interest or making friends with anyone. After all, the only reason she was in the school was to eliminate her target.

Feeling her phone vibrate, she fished it out of her pocket and saw an email was sent to her. Opening it, she noticed it was from Gid.

'We have received word that a new assassin is being hired as a teacher. I have attached a file with her identification and other information to this email.'

''Her'?' Tapping on the file, it began to download itself. As soon as it finished, she opened it and blinked her eyes in surprise and recognition at the image of the blonde woman that appeared on her phone screen.

"…Irina…Jelavich? If memory serves me right, isn't she…one of Lovro's students?" she muttered under her breath.

'It's a good thing we've never met…or else she'd blow my cover when I transfer.' She thought to herself, letting out a sigh. Upon hearing her, Edward turned his head slightly to face her.

"You've been sighing a lot lately. Is your new assassination mission that tiring?" he questioned, genuinely concerned about her.

"Yeah, only mentally, though. Things just keep happening and it's wearing me out." She replied, staring out of the window with a bored expression. Strangely, the subject of confessions came to mind once more, making her curious about something. After a while, she directed her gaze towards Edward's through the rear-view mirror.

"Edward, have you been confessed to before?" She asked, and then let out a yelp of shock as the car sharply swerved to the side. He quickly took control of the car once more before turning around completely, shooting a bewildered look at her. "W-Why are you asking me that? Did someone-?!"

"N-No, it's nothing. Forget it. Don't you dare tell anyone about this, especially Gid-sama," She stuttered, turning away from him, feeling heat creep up to her cheeks. Forcing down the blush that threatened to rise, she focused on the view outside.

"Amano-san! Please go out with me!" Seo exclaimed, bowing in front of her. Her eye twitched, straining to keep that smile on her face as she stared at her classmate.

"Seo-kun..." she began, gathering all her willpower not to snap at him. "This is the fifth time you've confessed to me this week."

"I'm aware."

"And what do you possibly hope to gain, after being rejected the first four times?"

"I don't plan on giving up on you!"

"And yet my answer remains the same: no."

"Why? Give me a reason besides the fact that you want to focus on your studies. I was won't give up unless you do so." Teresa stared at him with a calculative gaze, before making her decision. 'I'll start with him, then.'

She smiled broadly and closed the gap between them, her lip millimetres from his, the thin layers of their clothes the only barrier separating their bodies.

A flush of pink appeared on Seo's cheeks as he gave a grin, thinking she had given in, he raised his hands, about to settle them on her hips.

"Well...you're annoying."

Seo jerked back from her, taken aback by the harsh tone in her voice when she spoke. More importantly, what did she just-?

"What...did you say?" he hesitantly asked, glancing warily at her with heightened caution.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, she, too, backed up and straightened, crossing her arms across her chest and holding her head high, exuding an intimidating aura, causing Seo to cower slightly.

"I said, you're annoying. Can I get any clearer than that? And you're persistent too. Confessing to me once every day for a whole week, why don't you give it up already?" She replied arrogantly, the smile long gone and replaced with a from, a condescending gleam in her eyes. Watching Seo slump to the ground, she turned around and stalked off.

Seo stayed on the ground, eyes wide with fear and confusion. Who was that? Was that really Amano Teresa, the sweet angel who never showed any other expression than a smile so pure that could cleanse any evil?

Eventually recovering from his shock, he slowly rose to his feet, sweeping off the dirt from his pants as he made his way back to class. An evil smirk settled on his lips, as he deviously plotted a scheme to make her regret not accepting his confession and for dealing a heavy blow on his ego.

Teresa was frustrated, to say the least. For the last week, she hadn't been able to sneak out of the main campus at all, with all the pursuing the guys were doing. She didn't even manage to see Irina Jelavich in person, or her assassination attempt.

And Seo just had to add more to her plate. Well, not that it mattered. It worked well to her advantage.

By the time break came, many girls were muttering amongst themselves in hushed whispers. Her three groupies had approached her about it.

"Amano-san, is it true that you turned down Seo-kun's confession?"

"Yes, it is. I said that I wanted to focus on my studies and I wasn't interested in being in a relationship." Teresa smoothly lied, but the three girls seemed to be in doubt, as they exchanged looks.

"We have assembly after break, right? I'm going to go buy a drink," she told them, excusing herself as she left the classroom.

Once she reached outside the building, she was about to reach the vending machine when she heard footsteps growing louder, which was quickly followed by a girly shriek.

Turning to the source, she came face to face with a guy lying on the ground, surrounded by several snakes. 'Isn't this guy Okajima Taiga?'

She walked over to him and bent down, a concerned look on her face. As soon as she did, Nagisa emerged from the forest.

"Ah! Nagisa-san! Is this your classmate?" she asked, pointing down at Okajima, and Nagisa nervously laughed while nodding in response. "Yeah..."

"What happened?"

"Well, since we have assembly, we are supposed to come down during break, but there were quite a few obstacles, and Okajima-kun took a few for us..." Uwaah.

"I see. Are you alright?" she further inquired. She didn't miss the inferior look Nagisa had in his eyes when he spoke. Giving her a sad smile, he simply nodded. She quickly looked at the rest of the students from class 3-E as they reached the main school grounds. Noticing a lack of red, she questioned Nagisa.

"Ah…he's playing hooky. He knows that he would be punished for doing so, and said he couldn't care less," Nagisa replied with a sheepish smile, eliciting a good-natured laugh from her. "That's so much like Karma-san!"

"Oh! Amano-san! Long time no see!" Kayano exclaimed, skipping up to Teresa with a cheerful smile. Teresa returned the gesture. "Likewise!"

"You know each other?" Rio asked, eyeing the raven-haired girl suspiciously.

"Yep! She saved Nagisa and me from a couple of students who were bullying us!" Kayano exclaimed. Rio immediately lightened up upon hearing that, and gave a wide grin.

"I see, I see! Thanks for looking out for these two!" she said, placing a hand on each of their heads.

"No problem!"

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Amano Teresa."

"No way! You're that new transfer student who scored full marks for every subject for your entrance exams, aren't you?!" Maehara exclaimed, appearing beside Rio. Teresa sweatdropped at his dramatic outburst. "Yes, that's right. I didn't realise you guys were aware of it…"

She watched most of the students collapsed on the ground, exhausted from their trip from the top of the mountain. Her eyes landed on Okajima once more, and noticed that there was still one more snake left on him.

It looked strangely alluring in her eyes, its scales were a shiny, blood red colour, turning a dirty yellow around its tail. Its eyes were bicoloured, one a amber gold and the other a dark violet. This snake just seemed to resemble a certain pair of boys who were so much alike, yet so different from each other, one in the top class and one in the worst class.

"O-Okajima…there's still one more snake on you…" Apparently she wasn't the only one who noticed, as Isogai trailed off. Okajima visibly paled and began screaming like a little girl, which sounded exactly like the one she heard earlier. With a chuckle, she slowly strolled towards his sprawled out form on the ground and bent down, stretching her arm towards the snake's head and narrowed her eyes when she made eye contact with it.

"T-Teresa-san! That's dan-" Nagisa stopped midsentence as he watched the snake, seemingly obediently, slither towards her and wind itself around her arm, eventually reaching her shoulders. "-ge…rous…"

As if she didn't hear anything, she looked at Nagisa with an innocent smile. "Sorry, did you say something, Nagisa-san?" she asked, immediately taking notice of his dumbstruck expression. And he wasn't the only one, for Kayano, Rio, Okajima, Isogai, and nearly every other student of the E class gawked at her with their jaws dropped, watching the snake flick its tongue at her cheek as she simply stared back at them, tilting her head to the side. "Hm?"

"N-No…" Nagisa was at a loss of words. She was holding a snake! A completely untamed and wild one too! Even Karauma-sensei, who was silently watching from the sidelines, was slightly unnerved by the sight.

"Well, I'll get going now. You should hurry to line up, or you might get into trouble!" she said cheerily, walking off with the snake, which slithered down from her shoulders to around her leg, as she headed towards the vending machine once more. Quickly brushing aside their momentary shock, they quickly shuffled into the hall and lined up in pairs.

Teresa, after getting her drink, walked over to the nearest tree and managed to get the snake to stay there. After that, she stalked over to a bench that was next to the vending machine, and slowly savored her drink.

Not long after, the school bell rang, indicating the end of break, and Teresa quickly blended in with the crowd of students that flooded into the hall. As she walked towards her class, she noticed the two goons from class 3-C mocking Nagisa, and sighed inwardly. They really didn't know when to stop, but right now she couldn't afford to save him. She helplessly watched him look down, averted his gaze from them to the ground as he silently accepted his fate. Standing next to her partner, she listened to the school dean's long lecture.

"In short, you are the cream of the crop, this nation's chosen elite! I, your school dean, can vouch for that! But if you're not careful," he paused momentarily, eyes going to the E class as he shot them a condescending smirk. "you might wind up as worthless as a certain bunch of nobodies!"

Sneers and laughter echoed throughout the hall as the students of the E class hung their heads in shame and embarrassment, bearing with the humiliation they were subjected to. Teresa pressed her lips into a thin line as she gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowed as she stared ahead. This school could not be more disgusting than the results of her line of work. She clenched her hands into fists, resisting the urge to kill as she suppressed her bloodlust. Noticing her tense posture, her partner glanced sideways at her.

"Amano-san, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Teresa replied curtly, causing her partner to recoil slightly at the unfamiliar tone. She knew that she was unnecessarily blowing her cover, but she couldn't care less right now. She'd worry about that later, right now she needed to stop herself from launching at the school dean to rip out his throat…or burn him to a crisp, both of which were rather tempting.

She glanced their way every now and then, noting how flustered a female teacher was when Karasuma introduced himself. Soon after, she saw Irina enter the hall, turning every head with her drop-dead gorgeous looks. She noticed some guys were blushing and already had nosebleeds.

'…Scum. They are scumbags.' She thought to herself as she shot disgusted looks their way. She observed from the corner of her eye how Irina calmly stood next to Karasuma for less than a minute, before approaching Nagisa and whispering something to him, making him look rather troubled.

Before she knew it, Irina grabbed Nagisa head and smothered him with her chest. She deadpanned at the sight. She guessed Irina was doing this for the sake of assassinating Korosensei, but that was going overboard, considering the fact that she was to play the role of a teacher in this school. More importantly…

'Has she no shame?' she thought to herself, seeing some boys getting all flustered and having nosebleeds all over again watching the sight. She mentally thanked the gods when Karasuma grabbed her from behind, rather painfully too, and pulled her away from class.

Soon a stack of papers were being handed down. As she took one sheet and passed the rest down, she noticed how the students of the E class didn't seem to have any. Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw Okajima whispering to Isogai and Okano.

"Excuse me, class E hasn't received their printouts," exclaimed Isogai, raising a hand in pardon as he did. Araki, who was currently briefing on the contents of the printouts, feigned ignorance as he simply smiled.

"Eh? That's weird," he said, before his smile morphed into a cocky smirk. "I'm sorry, but we don't have enough printouts to give class E! I'm afraid you'll have to memorise everything before leaving the hall. You could use the practice, don't you think?" he taunted, and laughter echoed in the hall as some, or rather, all students from across the level, besides those in the E class, rubbed salt to their wounds.

She noted with amusement that both Karasuma and Irina frowned with what seemed like dissatisfaction and protectiveness as they silently watched their dearest students suffer. 'I guess it's not only for the assassination they look after that class.'

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew into the hall, only around where the E class was standing, and a sheet of paper appeared in every student's hand. They didn't seem to know who it was, judging by the looks of shock and confusion on their faces, but she already figured that out.

"That's not a problem." Isogai turned his head and saw Korosensei…in a poor excuse of a disguise. She had a deadpan look on her face once more as she watched her target spin a pencil. She was being rather easily brought out of her farce, but could one really blame her, with such a target? Everything about the guy seemed like a big fat joke, other than the fact that he was going to blow up and take the Earth with him. Back to the main point, did he really expect himself to be not suspicious, appearing in the school hall at Mach 20 with that ridiculous get up?

The two teachers turned to face their target, Irina in shock and Karasuma in fury. It was no surprise, he was a government lapdog and Korosensei was a worldwide secret…

"Isogai-kun! Does everyone have a handwritten copy?" Korosensei questioned. Replying with a firm 'yes', he raised his hand to interrupt once more.

"Sorry, class E has received their printouts! Please continue!" Isogai said, startling Araki, who, in his rather flustered state, made a slip up in his next words. "Eh? No way! Who was it, that destroyed our fun?!" As he said those words, the students from class E all wore knowing smiles, and Teresa too had the same smile, thinking to herself, 'Nice job, Korosensei!'

Noticing his mistake a second later, Araki quickly cleared his throat and continued his speech. Meanwhile, she saw Karasuma speaking-lecturing?-Korosensei, how looked as carefree as ever. She hears a couple of the students from the class next to her say, "Where did that teacher come from? Was he there since just now?"

"He seems rather big…and floppy…" the other muttered, and Teresa sweatdropped. She had thought to herself earlier that it would be a miracle if anyone didn't realise he wasn't human with such a get-up, but turns out the students here lacked more logic and common sense than she had expected them to. Then again, this school itself had a problem.

"Now the other teacher is attacking him," the first one said, and when she looked back at them, true to his word, Irina was holding an anti-Korosensei knife and making stabbing movements, clearly trying to slice of a tentacle or two. That is, until Karasuma grabbed the arm that was holding the knife and twisted it behind her back while grabbing her neck once more, pushing her out of the hall.

She saw how the E class students started laughing at Irina's attempt, and smiled softly. At least they have some happiness in this hell of a school. She then noticed some students scowling at the sight of the E class students enjoying themselves, namely two awfully familiar males.

When assembly had ended, Teresa was slowly making her way to the tree she had left the snake, before stopping midway when she saw the same two students harassing Nagisa. She would have gone over if not for the fact that Karasuma and Korosensei were in front of her, watching as well. She leaned against the wall, with her arms folded, as she watched the scene unravel. In all honesty, she didn't think there was a need for her to save Nagisa, or any student in the E class, anymore. By now, their bloodlust should be sharp enough. Korosensei seemed to be thinking the same thing when she heard him tell Karasuma, "The students who have been attempting to assassinate me wouldn't fall prey to those kind of students." She couldn't agree more.

"Say something, class E loser!" One of the guys yelled, grabbing the front of Nagisa's shirt, the surrounding students witnessing snickering at the sight. "You want me to kill you? Huh?!"

Nagisa blinked and looked up at the two. 'Kill…Kill, huh?'

"Hm." Both boys blinked in confusion, as Nagisa met their eyes, using his bloodlust to effectively scare them.

"Like you have ever killed, or tried to kill, anyone." Both boys squeaked in fear, immediately backing up, moving aside as Nagisa walked right past them, brimming with confidence with each step. Smirking, Teresa pushed herself off the wall and stalked off to the tree. Bending down, she gestured for it to wind itself around her. As soon as it hid under her skirt, she walked back to class. Upon reaching class, she had it stay in her bag till the end of the day.

On the way back, in the limo, Edward paled at the sight of the snake.

"Where did you get that?" he questioned cautiously, obviously afraid of the snake, that was playing with Teresa, winding around her arms and shoulders.

"In the forest, on that mountain." Edward blinked as he glanced into the rear-view mirror to observe her. Although her voice was monotonous as always, he was able to make out a hint of cheerfulness.

"Did something good happen? You seem rather…happy," he asked, and Teresa stared back at him, before tapping slightly into her assassin mode as a smirk appeared on her face.

"Yeah, I'm finally making some progress in a while."

"Progress?"

"Yep. I revealed a bit of my true self to this guy who confessed to me. Partly for the plan and also partly for the purpose of scaring him. His pushiness was testing my limits. It is just the matter of time now before I get transferred in the E class. This school's students are far too predictable." she replied, ignoring Edward's raised brows at the mention of confession, as she released immense amounts of bloodlust that had been bottled up for the past few weeks.

"I see... but I meant you seem to be earnestly happy at something completely unrelated with whatever you have planned for this mission," Edward quickly rephrased his question, realising where their conversation was going. That, and that he really couldn't stand it when he felt her bloodlust, it never failed to freak him out.

Her face went blank for a moment, and an image of the laughing students of class E flashed past her mind, followed by Nagisa standing up for himself, and then, strangely, Karma's and Gakushuu's faces. The ends of her lips barely curved upwards, creating a hardly noticeable yet genuine smile. And in a soft tone, she gave her reply.

"Who knows?"

So there you have it. I really hope you liked that. I'm finally starting school next week, so it may take me much longer from now on to update chapters. But worry not, I have already began on the next chapter. If I'm lucky enough to find time, I would be able to update that in probably a week or two. Please do review!

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