A/N I plan to start making each chapter longer, and better quality, but with that comes longer periods of time between updating. :/

Sung

English

Sung in English

Flashback and/or dream

Facility Sign Language

With that said, I DO NOT OWN ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM, enjoy the story!

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That Friday (Half a week until Midterms)

Molly's POV

"A ticket to the library?" Isogai asks when I hold up the slip of paper. "How'd you get that this late?"

"Ren." I answer. "We have ten spots in there, I'm forcing J to go and F wants to come. And I think Nagisa and Kayano want to be there as well."

"Alright, I guess we'll come too, that means you got three spots left." Maehara tells me. "And I still don't believe that Ren's a secret agent."

"He's a good actor, in fact he was talking about wanting to apologize to Kanzaki for something last night..." I respond, starting to get off topic. "Anyways, Ren said he' soon a bring three of the other virtuosos because he wants us to be able to place the same bet that you guys had three years ago. Play along, okay?"

Both of them nod and then continue to eat their lunch, starting to discuss some Social Studies aspect that Maehara didn't quite understand.

"Hey kiddo, is it okay if I take one of those last spots at the library?" Nakamura asks me, tapping me on the shoulder as I walk past her desk. I turn to face her. "Sorry, I overheard it, and I wanna see the virtuosos' faces when we make another bet with them. Plus I should probably polish up my civics knowledge since I haven't taken any classes for the past two years."

"Yeah! It'll be fine. And I can help you with some of the civics stuff too, because an think a lot of the social studies midterm will be about that if the curriculum isn't misleading." I answer, and then continue making my way back to my desk without disturbance.

Okay, so I have two spots left. I don't have to use them, but I would like too. The more E Class students that are there, the easier it'll be to make that bet.

And that bet is a key to push along both Kunugigaoka missions.

End of the School Day

I ended up giving the two remaining spaces to Chiba and Hayami, who said they'd been spending so much time at the local shooting range that they had forgotten to study.

So the final group was Nagisa, Kayano, Isogai, Maehara, Nakamura, Chiba, Hayami, F, J, and I. The class' best assassin, it's best actress, the two top ranked for knife work, one of two main tricksters of the class, the two best snipers, and three trained assassins. Interesting list, but from my point of view, completely normal.

Walking down the mountain didn't take long, we were all used to it. Getting into the school was, annoying, as people kept whispering or pointing. I heard the word 'psychos' passed around.

The main campus library is strange, it gives a sense of peace while at the same time giving a sense of unbelonging. Like playing on a new game server with people you don't know, you have no idea what their skill level is or if they'll listen to you at all.

I did go ahead and pick up a science text book. I never really got the hang of science, and F's been trying to help me with it. But I've only found one tutor that could ever help me with the subject, and he's still missing.

And after twenty or so minutes of studying, Ren walked in with three of the virtuosos. Gakushū wasn't one of them, but Ren was also talking about how he thinks Gakushū is onto his act.

"Well look who's come to try to study." Araki says. "No wonder everyone outside was staring through the door."

"If you couldn't see the people with bright blue, green, red, and purple hair through the door, I suggest getting better glasses." J comments. She flips a page in a math textbook without actually reading it. "I wonder if we still have basic human rights to you guys."

"Like we could see you delinquents as humans." Koyama laughs when he finishes his sentence. "You're the lowest of the low in this school why should we?"

"Well technically, we're a on a much higher elevation up on the mountain. And I think you're forgetting three years ago when E Class topped the exams." Nakamura points out. She then stretches out and lays her arms and head on her book. "But we are trying to study, in our reserved seats so, please move along."

"Wait a second." I speak up. This is talking too long, I wanna get this over with and then do some real studying.

"What do you want kid?" Seo questions.

"Well for one thing, J's the one present of two people on this planet allowed to call me 'kid'. Secondly, three years ago the two classes made a bet with each other, right? A versus E class?" I ask. "Why don't we put that back in place."

"You're twelve, you really wanna put yourself up to that Molly?" Ren asks. His hand makes small motions, in facility sign language he says 'Make this interesting.'

"Hate to break it to you, but I'm not the only one in my class. And if the records I've seen are correct, E Class is smarter than you guys tenfold. And that's not me being rude, that's data, the only thing you people seem to want to listen to." I say normally, as if I was talking to a classmate of my own. "And a twelve year old in high school is impressive though, I have to be smarter than you guys to get in here. And I gotta be kinder hearted if I ever wanna make it to the real world, because this place is h*ll!"

"You have made the pure cinnamon roll curse. There is no going back, bet is sealed. A class versus E class is back on." Rio says, using a nickname she had stuck on me when I had my first full conversation with her.

"Ugh, fine. We'll do the stupid bet!" Koyama says. Wow, I thought that would take longer. "But just know that you're not winning this time."

'Strangely easy. I think they're trying to show off. Show them h*ll next week guys.' Ren signs, and leaves with the other three virtuosos.

"Was Ren's hand having a seizure or something?" Maehara asks when the virtuosos are out of sight.

"It's a type of sign language. Let's just say he was wishing us good luck for midterms." F says quietly.

Monday Morning (Two Days Until Midterms)

Gakushū's POV

"Another bet? You took a bet arranged by a twelve year old?" I ask the other four virtuosos. I was planning for this, but for Molly to arrange the thing seems off when some of the more competitive students of Class E were right there. "We'll limit it to one claim again, no point in changing any rules if we plan to win."

"What will we take if we win?" Ren asks. A knowing glint is in his eye, and I plan to question him more soon. He's been acting so strange, to the point where other's have picked up on it as well.

"I don't have my laptop with me, so I can't write up another contract. Let's just ask for Class E's biggest secret if we win. Since they'be been acting so strangely, it would be nice to have a reason in case we have to put them back in line." I say.

I'll finally have my answer. And then I'll be able to reach my goals.

At E Class

Third Person POV

"...And that's what we'll do if we win the bet." Molly announces, finishing a small explanation on her plan. "Any objections?"

No one said anything, and all of Class E seemed to share the same glaring smile as their strange un-human teacher.

Molly took it as that they all agreed. And she would be completely right.

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A/N Yay! Setup chapter with a small cliffhanger! Actual chapter by the end of this week! Actually probably not because I have a competition this weekend!

I'll still take some more OCs. Hand 'em over.

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