Sorry this chapter took so long! I was having a hard time finding inspiration (But re-reading all your comments certainly helped!). I had a few guest reviewers ask me if I was giving up this story and the answer is no. But unfortunately, if you don't have an account on this site, the only way I can communicate with you is when I put a new chapter out. So if you need to ask me a question or even just talk about the story I'd recommend maybe getting an account (up to you though!
"Wow! Your an engineering student; That's like so amazing!" Leiko simpered, her indigo eyes wide with wonder, a sweet smile on her face. The man who's arm she was clinging onto grinned and blushed at the same time.
"Well, I have to admit they only let the very best study on the course." The guy replied, smoothing back his hair. He was trying to appear indifferent, but clearly loved the praise. "I'll tell you all about it- over lunch perhaps? I know a few really nice places. The type were most ordinary people can't afford to eat. My treat."
"Really? You're so generous!" Leiko breathed, looking thoroughly awe-struck as if this wasn't her plan all along. He took her arm and they turned to leave, but suddenly a voice from behind said.
"Wow some shady looking old guy is walking off with an underage girl.. maybe I should call the cops."
Leiko recognised the voice instantly. Her starry-eyed facade shattered and morphed into a scowl as she turned to face the person behind her. Just as she feared; Mitsugu. With a mischievous glint in her red eyes and a smirk on her face.
The guy looked between the two girls his expression a mixture of guilty and annoyed.
"Mitsugu!? What are you doing here?" Leiko said in a low voice.
'She clearly wants to hurl some scathing insults at me, but still wants to seem all sweet and innocent in front of this guy.' Mitsugu noted. 'Interesting'
"I was just out here walking when I saw you, Leiko Izanami, my fellow classmate from my MIDDLE SCHOOL out here walking with a strange adult man." Mitsugu said, her tone somehow light-hearted yet accusatory at the same time. The guy's eyes widened.
"Wait- Middle school?" He said, looking suddenly panicked, dropping Leiko's arm. "I thought you were in high school- you never told me you were that young!"
"You never asked..?" Leiko responded, looking thoroughly pissed off at Mitsugu. Mitsugu just carried on smiling, enjoying the small chaos she had caused.
"I need to go- " the guy said, quickly backing away, looking from side to side as if police would burst onto the street any second.
"Try not to pick up any more 14 year olds along the way~ " Mitsugu called after him, ignoring Leiko's venomous glower.
"Do you just have nothing better to do other than mess with people? You're really pathetic, you know that?" Leiko fumed, Mitsugu just laughed.
"I just stopped a crime from being committed, I'm basically a hero." Mitsugu said cheerfully. "I'm just heading down to the shelter- and if there isn't another person to look after the dogs, I'll be expected to do it instead of getting to spend time with the cats."
"So what you're saying is, you ruined my plans for today because you want me to go to the shelter with you and keep the mutts busy so you can cuddle those flea-ridden cats?" Leiko said, an unimpressed lilt to her voice. Mitsugu smiled and nodded.
"Wow your powers of deduction are truly amazing." Mitsugu said sarcastically. The street they were on wasn't far from the animal shelter. "And maybe if you do this, I will annoy you slightly less at school tomorrow."
"It's not possible for you to not be annoying- " Leiko snapped "You know you just lost myself an expensive lunch, and I'm hungry."
"There's dog food at the shelter." Mitsugu retorted, and even though they were arguing, they were already walking there.
"That's fine for you, but what am I going to eat- " Leiko snapped back. Their bickering got childish pretty quickly.
"What was with how you were acting before anyway? 'Wow your so amazing'." Mitsugu mimicked in a high pitch voice before laughing. "Only idiots fall for girls who act like that."
"Wow Korosensei- You're so amazing! Those jelatanouse joints, those beautiful eyes; I can't resist!" The blond European woman simpered, her eyes blue wide and love-lorn. Her arms were tightly wrapped around Sensei's arm.
Korosensei looked completely smitten with her, his face was pink, mimicking a blush, and even his tiny black eyes had a soft mushy look to them.
"Sensei, you're supposed to be a classified government secret, so why have you brought some random woman in with you?" Echo called out, confused. His reaction reflected most of the class'. Almost all of them stared at the scene with a mixture of bewilderment and slight disgust (except for Pierre, who was disturbingly flushed and muttering excitedly under his breath about 'hot woman' and 'tentacles')
"Yeah this is definitely inappropriate- flirting so brazenly in front of your students!" Chisato called out, narrowing her eyes at the scene before him. I mean, this was just weird (even by this classrooms standards). How did Korosensei manage to get some blonde bombshell to fawn over him?
Karasuma, who was stood at the front of the class with a noticeable distance between him and the other two adults coughed. "This is the newest member of the E class faculty." He said shortly, looking about as uncomfortable as E class felt. "We hired her in the interest of beefing up the English curriculum."
"I'm so sorry- I was so enamoured by your teacher I forgot to introduce myself. I am Irina Jelavich. I'm your new English teacher. It's so wonderful to meet you~." The woman said- she was notably beautiful, with big long-lashed blue eyes, flawless creamy skin, pink lips and a curvy body she flaunted with a low cut blazer and tiny skirt. "I was being harassed by some thugs outside the grocery store, but your brave teacher came to my rescue- isn't he so heroic?"
Korosensei was practically beaming with pride- he was actually falling for this shtick?
"Heroic? You do know he's trying to blow up the moon, right?" Satoshi said, raising an eyebrow, an incredulous expression on his face. "I don't think 'saving' someone from thugs makes up for threatening to blow up the world."
"Well, we all love a bad boy, don't we~" Irina simpered, tracing her fingers over Korosensei's black robes. He seemed to melt under her touch. The class could only stare, dumbfounded
"Yeah but not a fricking terrorist though, miss." Leiko said with a look of disgust. "And not gross slimy tentacal monsters either."
Korosensei immediately burst into tears at her words "my class has such a low opinion of me!" He bawled dramatically, tears rushing from his eyes at an alarmingly fast rate.
Ryu's eyes widened. He'd never once in his life met someone who displayed his emotions as openly and as brazenly as Korosensei. Like most boys, Ryu had always avoided crying because it made him feel 'weak' and yet here was arguably the strongest being in the world sobbing his eyes out in front of a bunch of people like he had nothing to loose.
"Leiko you shouldn't call people gross, it's mean." Kazuma chided (there was a reason a few people were starting to refer to him as 'class mum')
"Yeah such a viscous girl you should learn some tact." Mitsugu added. But unlike Kazuma, she clearly didn't feel bad for the teacher.
"Good grief, he blows up the moon and I'm the bad guy!?" Leiko whispered, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.
"The point is you made him cry! And he's super annoying when he cries!" Chisato hissed back to her. She glanced at the bawling Korosensei. "Who knows when he'll stop sulking about that insult?"
"That's okay baby, I don't think you're gross- I think your beautiful~ " Irina said, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek- seriously even by this classrooms standards it was in appropriate. Instantly, the teacher's tears dried up and his face returned to the blissful pink colour, a dopey grin stretching across it.
"You know how to make everything better- " Korosensei cooed.
'That was a quick turnaround.' The class thought collectively.
"She definitely has a thing for Korosensei- " Shion whispered, turning to Ryu, a mischievous grin on her face. "I mean she seems nice so I guess it's kind of cute.. right?"
"I guess." Ryu said with a half smile. Weird more like it; But hey, each to their own. He turned back to Korosensei and Irina, observing them; It was strange, Korosensei seemed almost flustered by the attention- Ryu wouldn't imagine that their monster teacher would be so weak to a woman's touch.
"Man, do you think those two will get together?" Subaru asked.
"Just imagine what the babies will look like." Wendy replied. Ryu paused in thought; Okay, that was an image difficult to conjure up.
"At least I can write down a new weak point for Korosensei." Hishiro muttered, more to herself than anyone else. "Boobs."
"I have a feeling that things are going to get even stranger around here." Kamiya commented. Ryu couldn't help but agree, because of course, when you're in the Assassination classroom you know that a new teacher isn't just there to 'beef up the English course.'
Despite Kamiya's comment, class continued as 'normal' for most of that morning, in fact, Irina disappeared off into the staff room with Karasuma under the guise of 'orientation'. It wasn't until lunch time that Ryu even caught site of her again; Irina stood at the window with Karasuma, watching as he and the rest of the class played a 'killing game' with Korosensei.
The game was like a simple game consisting of kicking the ball towards Korosensei; Except there was a twist- the students shot at Korosensei as they did it, attempting to use the ball to hide the bullets trajectory. It had been Mori, Takahiro and Kazuma who had started playing first, but gradually, most of the rest of class joined in. Ryu had initially been sitting on the sidelines, watching, as he always did when others were doing physical exercise. That feeling of being an outsider was so common to him it may as well be his permanent state of being.
But then, when the other students were taking a five minute breather, Korosensei came over to him, his massive form casting a shadow over Ryu.
"Your lunch period is yours to do as you please, but I couldn't help but notice that you seemed rather lonely." Korosensei said, cocking his round yellow head to the side. Somehow, those black eyes looked empathetic.
"I-I'm fine, sensei." Ryu said, avoiding meeting his teacher's gaze. He felt suddenly embarrassed at his own uselessness. Unconsciously, he gripped the grass beneath him.
"This game we're playing doesn't require much physical exertion.. I'm sure you'd be able to join in if you want to." Korosensei said, holding one of those anti-sensei guns out to Ryu. Ryu looked up with wide grey eyes. "And who knows... maybe you'll be the one to kill me if you join in.. never know until you try!"
"C'mon sensei; You ready for round 2?" Chisato called out, waving her gun around. Ikuya stood next to her.
"Well, care to join us young Ryu?" Korosensei said. A thousand doubts filled Ryu's mind (What if I make a fool of myself? what if I accidentally hit someone?). I'm so stupid! Why do I have to make such a big deal about a game?
Pushing his anxieties to the back of his mind, Ryu forced himself to stand up and grab the gun of his teacher.
"Thank you, Sensei." He mumbled, walking over to join the others.
"Hey, Ryu, you're playing too! The more people we have the more likely we are to kill him!" Shion said, waving him over with a playful grin, her pink pigtails bouncing. Her smile made his heart feel lighter.
"Obviously we're not going to kill him just by playing a game-" Leiko commented, rolling her eyes as if she were dealing with a bunch of unruly children.
"And yet you're still joining in." Mitsugu said with a mischievous grin.
"Chill out guys, this is meant to be fun!." Takahiro laughed, kicking the ball towards Korosensei and aiming his gun. "You two could argue about anything."
The rest of them laughed at that, and despite himself Ryu found himself laughing too.
Over in the school building, out of earshot from Korosensei and the students, Irina and Karasuma watched, both their eyes fixed on the monster teacher. Irina's expression was no longer one of star-struck wonder as it had been at the start of the day. Instead she looked cynical and bored, an unlit cigarette hung from her mouth.
"Apparently the art of seduction works just as well on whatever the hell he is." Irina commented with a tone of disgust, gesturing to the distant figure of Korosensei. She pulled up her lighter and lit her fag.
Karasuma glanced at her with cautious eyes, not saying a word. She was not the type of person he would normally ever associate with as a Government agent, however, the appearance of Korosensei had lead him into all sorts of situations he would never normally be in.
Irina Jelavich. A professional assassin; not only was she earth-shatteringly beautiful she had a sharp mind and strong body. She's fluent in dozens of languages- No target yet has been immune to her charms, no matte their nationally or how well guarded they are. She's an expert at infiltration and the art of the 'honey trap'. With her long flowing blond hair and wide blue eyes, Irina looked as innocent as an angel. It was hard for Karasuma to believe that a woman so young and so beautiful was capable of killing, but her track record spoke for itself. Since the age of 17 she'd killed dozens of dangerous men.
"You might be a pro at deep cover, but this won't be like you're usual jobs." Karasuma said to her warily. "This time you'll actually have to teach."
Irina smirked, a look of arrogance tainting her eyes. "How naive. You think I'll take that long to get the job done? I'm a professional. That octopus will be dead and buried before schools even over."
Karasuma watched her go, that wary expression still in his eyes. But this was the world of professional assassins, it was one he was not familiar with. With that, she walked out the door over to Korosensei, that love-struck smile suddenly back in place.
Above Karasuma and Irina, on the school roof, somebody had been listening.
"So she's not quite as sweet as she seems. I figured as much." Kuroe murmured to himself thoughtfully. This was why the roof was a good place to hang out during lunch; It was the perfect place to observe the others. You could learn all sorts of secrets. Of course, he wouldn't interfere. "I wonder how this will turn out." He murmured.
"Oh Darling!" Irina called out, running over to Korosensei from the building, a wide smile on her face. As soon as she reached him, she embraced him. "I do hope I'm not interrupting anything."
The glass internally sighed as their two teachers continued their PDA from earlier. Korosensei's face had that dopey grin again.
"I was just speaking to Mr Karasuma and he said you could travel and Mach 20!" Irina said as she clung onto Korosensei, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. But rather than looking at her eyes, their teacher was staring straight at.. well.. another of Irina's body parts.
"Well, not to toot my own horn, but I am rather fast." Korosensei half-giggled.
"Could you.. do me a favour?" Irina asked. "I would really, really like to try some Brazilian street food."
"Say no more!" Korosensei declared, "I happen to know the perfect street food stall- in Brazil!"
And without another word, he blasted off so quick it was like he was never there.
Their teacher truly lived at a pace that Ryu had no hope of keeping up with; Korosensei had rescued a beautiful woman (who also happened to be their English teacher), took her to class with him, then blasted off to Brazil to get her some food. And it wasn't even the end of lunch hour yet.
"Man, Korosensei really is a pervert." Echo muttered quietly.
"By the way, I've been meaning to ask.. what is a pervert?" Yua said, looking at Echo with inquisitive eyes. "They say it a lot here in the city.. what does it mean."
Echo looked up at Yua to see if that was a joke, only to find the look in his eyes was deadly serious.
"I won't be the one responsible for corrupting your innocence." Echo said finally with a shake of his head, a grave look in his eyes. "Yua. You truly are a unicorn."
"Huh! What does that mean?" Yua asked, his eyes wide and now even more confused. Before the conversation could continue however, the bell rang for the next class.
"Oh, Irina-Sensei. We have English next. Guess we should all bead back to the classroom." Mori said with a good-natured smile.
"Sure. Whatever. Knock yourself out." Irina said dismissively, her playful smile disappearing as soon as Korosensei did. A look of disdain replaced it. "I don't want to be bothered though, so make it a study hall."
There was a ripple of gasps and growls and confused looks throughout the students; Were did that sweet lady from two seconds earlier go to?
Irina put a cigarette in her mouth. "And another thing. I don't want you calling me 'Sensei' when that monster isn't listening. And we're not on a first name basis, so drop it. When the octopus is around just call me 'Miss Jelavich." She finished, lighting her cigarette, still looking at the class like they were dirt.
Several of the class members looked shocked; Shion, Takahiro, Mori, Yua, Kamiya. While others looked pissed off, including Mahiro and Echo. There was silence for a few seconds while the class absorbed what she said. In the end it was Satoshi who broke it.
"Wow, so that nice-act before was all fake, huh, Miss Hella-Bitch." Satoshi said with a teasing grin. Irina scowled.
"What was that you little punk!" Irina shouted.
"So, I take it your some kind of professional assassin?" Satoshi said, cocking his head to the side, his smirk still in place. "I don't care how good you think you are, you won't kill our teacher by yourself. If it were that easy this class would of done it weeks ago."
"Please. You're a just a gang of ill-mannered brats. Pros like me know what they're doing. Maybe you should start taking notes." Irina said with all the arrogance in the world, taking another drag on her cigarette. She scanned the class before her eyes finally rested on her target. "Yuki Hishiro, right?"
Highiro nodded, backing away slowly as if Irina might bite. "That's me."
"I heard you've been keeping a notebook of that octopuses weaknesses, come by the staff room later and dish them out." Irina said. It was more of a command than a request. Then she addressed the rest of the class. "That goes for any of you brats with intel!" She said, suddenly, a gang of thuggish looking men who were heavily armed came sauntering up behind her.
"Whoa- it's the mafia!" Mahiro gasped, quickly backing away, eyes wide.
"They're clearly with Miss Hella-Bitch." Satoshi replied. "What is with your imagination?"
Irina only smiled, gesturing to the guys emerging from the forest and approaching her. "This is what separates the pros and the amateurs, brats!" She declared. "Connections, and a little thing we like to call technique. Now, piss off. Go play."
When the class, most still staring in shock at the new arrivals, did not move, Irina brought a rose gold gun to her mouth (where had she been hiding that with that skimpy outfit she had on?)
"Oh, and I'll give you one warning. Get in the way, and I'll kill you. The time for childish games is over."
Her acting skills, her powers of seduction, those shady looking hench-men and the weight of her off-hand threat. It was now clearer than ever to Ryu that they were not dealing with any teacher, but a real femme-fatal and pro-assassin.
"You know, being able to meet a real professional assassin like this might be kind of cool.." Chisato muttered as they head into the classroom.. "If she wasn't, you know, such a bitch."
The rest of the class could only agree.
A few minutes later, the class was sat in English class. The room was deadly quiet as Irina sat at the front looking at her laptop, probably checking up on her assassination plans or something.
"Hishiro- " Chisato hissed, getting the platinum-blonde haired girl's attention. She turned around, staring at Chisato from behind her glasses.
"Yes?"
"When you spoke to Irina in the staff room, what did you tell her?" Chisato asked.
"Just the stuff I've found out so far myself; That if Korosensei loses a tentacle he just grows it back and it doesn't kill him. I also warned her not to smoke if she was attempting a sneak-attack. We all know Korosensei's got the smelling powers of a bloodhound." Hishiro listed off in a monotonous voice.
"Yeah, for a guy with no nose he's surprisingly good at tracking scents." Chisato giggled. "Did our lovely new teacher give you any indication on what she's planning?"
"None." Hishiro said. "But she sent Korosensei to Brazil; That's the county furthest away from Japan. So whatever it is, she's giving herself some time to set it up."
"Will you kids shut up? I'm trying to put the finishing touches on my Assassination here!" Irina growled. The class seemed to collectively roll their eyes.
"Well it's not our fault you aren't teaching us, Miss Hella-bitch!" Chisato replied, a half grin tugging at her mouth.
"Yeah Miss Hella-bitch, aren't you a teacher? " Satoshi said.
"When are you going to teach us, Miss Hella-bitch?" Mitsugu called out, a sadistic gleam of glee in her eyes. Yup, that was definitely not an accidental mispronunciation Ryu concluded.
"Enough with the bitching!" Irina screeched, her laptop almost clattering to the floor as she quickly stood to her feet. "Can you half-witted brats seriously not tell the difference between Bitch and Vitch? B and V? Are you honestly that stupid?"
"Well, we are the bottom class of the school after all. Maybe we are, miss Hella-Bitch." Unmei said with a fake-innocent smile. Irina looked about ready to explode. Ryu was suddenly aware that there were a lot of trolls in this class.
"It's a V sound! V! Not B. Put your teeth over your lower lip and hum!" Irina shouted. The class complied, feeling slightly ridicules while they hummed out 'VVVVVV.'
"Good." Irina said. "Now do that quietly for the rest of the hour while I ignore you."
"What sort of lesson is this!?" Mahiro shouted.
"One that doesn't annoy me. Now keep that up while I go set out some things." Irina said, leaving the room swiftly.
"We're already in E class because we're behind and now this is our teacher!?" Chisato exclaimed. Ikuya frowned.
"I try not to let things bother me, but I'm not fond of how she's looking down on us." He said, frowning at his desk.
Mori looked around the classroom; A rude teacher was annoying, but it didn't upset him. However, looking around the classroom, he noticed that a few of his classmates were more affected. Perhaps the ones more sensitive to being treated like they were 'lesser' people or idiots; Mahiro and Echo looked especially angry, Ryu was frowning into his hands (but maybe he always looked kind of melancholy).
It made Mori angry that a teacher could treat them so callously.
"I don't know what you're all so pissed off about. This is a free period. We can do whatever we want." Leiko said. She already had her phone out.
"By the way- you never told us your half-sister was our new English teacher, Leiko." Mitsugu said, with such conviction it didn't seem like a lie.
"Wait- Miss Hella-Bitch is Leiko's sister?" Mahiro said, as if his mind had been blown.
"Now that you mention it, it makes sense; Leiko, you're half Caucasian, aren't you?" Shion said.
"And they both have similar erm.. personality traits." Takahiro added.
"That's a polite way of putting it." Chisato snickered.
"Mitsugu, stop spreading weird rumours! That woman is not my half-sister! I've never seen her before in my life!" Leiko snapped. Mitsugu just laughed.
"Clearly, the genetic DNA code for 'Bitch' is hereditary." The black haired girl said, nodding with a serious expression on her face.
Outside the classroom, Karasuma and Irina stood opposite each other their voices low as they engaged in a serious conversation. The black haired agent had a concerned look on his face.
"Those three questionable-looking outsider you brought in; Why didn't you run it past me first." Karasuma said, referring to Irina's thuggish henchmen. Despite the severity of his tone, Irina only laughed.
"Oh them? They aren't as dangerous as they look, don't judge a book by its cover." She said dismissively. "They're just here to help with the heavy lifting. Besides. They're so hopelessly in love with me they wouldn't dare do anything unauthorised that would upset me."
Karasuma grimaced. "Be that as it may, I want to here if you're bringing in outside help." He said.
"Don't worry, the plan is all set in place now." Irina said with a wink. "All you have to do is sit back and watch the show."
Karasuma nodded stiffly.
Once again, Kuroe listened into their conversation from the rooftop. He figured Irina wouldn't take teaching seriously, so nobody would notice if he bunked. Anyway. This would be much more informative than Irina's sham of a lesson.
All of a sudden, there was a sudden blast of air, and Korosensei returned, some food clutched in his appendages.
"I have returned M'lady, bearing sweet Brazil street food!"
Irina's eyes lit up. It was as if the cold killer she had been moments earlier had stopped existing "Oh, you're amazing!" She said. "You've fulfilled one of my long-time dreams. I can't wait to try this!"
"I'm happy to do this for a fine young lady such as yourself." Korosensei said, a gleam to his beady black eyes. Kuroe frowned as he watched; Was his teacher really falling for this?
"Could you do one more tiny favour for me?" Irina asked, a pink blush dusting her cheeks that looked entirely genuine. "After fifth period, I'd like to talk to you alone.. maybe in the PE shed."
Her tone was coquettish yet seductive all at once.
"Oh, how could I possibly refuse you." Korosensei said, his face a glowing pink.
She's good, Kuroe thought. Of course, he knew he could reveal her true nature to Korosensei if the teacher hadn't already worked it out. But who was he to stop the assassination of the guy holding the world hostage? even if the assassin was a bitch.
Next period was PE, easily the most popular subject with the class especially with someone as cool as Mr Karasuma teaching it. This lesson they were focusing on marksmanship much to Ryu's pleasure. He enjoyed shooting better when the rest of the class got involved with it to instead of him shooting by himself and the rest of them sparring. Besides. He was maybe a little proud of how he was actually quite good at it with all the extra practice.
Ryu wasn't the only one happy they were practicing shooting; Kuroe and Pierre were also surprisingly good at it, and then there was Leiko who was just glad that Mitsugu didn't have an excuse to fight her, and Hishiro as Hitoshi who were happy that there was less physical exertion involved.
The lesson was going smoothly. However, Karasuma kept a watchful eye to make sure that nobody attempted to shoot anybody else with the BBs, or hit someone with the gun itself (it had happened before. This was a rambunctious class who loved to fight).
"Hey, look over there- " Shion pointed. The class looked over to were a very pink looking Korosensei was being lead over to the supply shed by Irina.
"No way." Minatozaki deadpanned, an unimpressed look in her eyes. "No way can our super-being teacher be this stupid."
"She might be a pro, but she has been a little bit.. you know..." Tsukiko said, trailing off.
"Bitchy?" Minatozaki said, suggesting the word Tsukiko was too polite to say. The brown haired girl nodded.
"I know she's not easy to work with, but my superiors thought she was the best person for the job." Karasuma said, looking over the class as Irina and Korosensei entered the supply closet together. "Still though. I'm sorry you had to deal with her. Hopefully , this won't last too much longer."
Leading him here was even easier than I anticipated' Irina thought as she followed Korosensei into the supply closet. It was a small and cramped space. Good. Less room for him to escape with. She lent on the door, closing it so the afternoon sun no longer streamed in. The darkness made the space seem even smaller. She felt like a black-widow, ensnaring her hapless prey in her intricately woven web. He was trapped now. This was the place were she, Irina Jelavich, the professional assassin and world-class femme-fatal would kill this super being, save the world and claim that ten billion yen bounty. It really was that easy.
"So, what was it you wanted me to talk about, Irina my darling?" The octopus asked, his face a rosy shade of pink. This guy may not be human, but he still reacts like any other guy in this situation, Irina noted
"Oh, Korosensei- I just can't wait any longer!" Irina said, quickly discarding her jacket, exposing her body further.
If it were possible, Korosensei went even pinker, sweat seemed to drip off him. "You're going to think I'm a harlot, but- I'm not normally like this. It's just you, with your amazing strength speed and body. I want you now-"
With that, Irina launched herself forwards, gripping onto Korosensei's robe, pushing herself up against him. He fidgeted and stuttered like a nervous school boy, but couldn't keep her eyes off her. That's right, Octopus, don't pay attention to your surroundings. Just focus on me.
"Oh- this is what you want. You can't fool me~ " Irina said with a wanton look in her eyes. Korosensei giggled nervously.
"Oh- I do! But I'm not sure we ought to do this here." He fumbled. Irina resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She had him hook, like and sinker. He may be a super being, but he was just as idiot as all her other targets.
She let go of him, backing behind a wooden crate. "Now, just let me.. get out of these clothes- " she said to him, which set him off stuttering even more. Irina grinned as she hid behind the crate. This was it!
The E class stopped their marksmanship training when they suddenly they heard the sound of rapid-fire gunshots exploding from the shed.
"Whoa! It sounds like a war is going on in there!" Takahiro exclaimed.
"Do you think Korosensei will be okay?" Kamiya whimpered.
"You do know he's supposed to be our target, right?" Unmei dead-panned.
After a few moments the barrage of bullets stopped. There was only quiet and the smell of bonfire as the class waited with baited breath to hear the result of Miss Bitch's Assassination.
"Did she get him?" Yoruha asked. Kuroe shook his head.
"She couldn't of. I might of been doing some investigating before, and I found that she's using real bullets. Not anti-Sensei BBs." He explained. The class nodded, for once there was no scared reactions. Everyone was too focused on the outcome.
'A noble effort, Madame, but if you'd read up on me you'd know lead bullets cannot harm me. In fact, once inside my body they melt. Of course I smelled the metallic bullets yesterday! I knew this was all a trick. I was just playing along pretending to be ensnared. This game was fun, but ultimately your plan was never going to come to fruition"
That was Korosensei's voice speaking through the shed. The class suddenly went quite again and listened intently.
'You may call yourself a pro, but this little assassination attempt proves what an unimaginative hack you are. Maybe you should try to learn from my students; Their assassination attempts have all been much more thoughtful and creative.'
Hearing those words made a curious warmness spread throughout Ryu's heart. He was sure he wasn't the only one. Feeling validated was a nice but unfamiliar feeling for Ryu.
Suddenly, a a blood-curdling scream pierced the air followed by the sound of slithering.
"Was that Miss Hella-Bitch?" Takahiro said warily.
There was another more subdued scream. Then more slithering. Then a moan like-scream. And even more slithering. The class had a collectively disturbed look on their face.
"He really is a pervert." Echo repeated.
"What's going on now?" Yua asked once again. "Why does everyone look like they've heard something they shouldn't have? And what's a pervert?- and what's up with Pierre?"
Pierre was practically drooling at the sounds, his face flushed. "Want me to explain it ma petit?" He said.
"Don't you dare corrupt him!" Ehco shouted.
Just then, the shed door opened. The class waited with baited breath to see what had become of their newest 'teacher'. Irina stumbled out, her face flushed and her eyes distant.
"Tell me what happened! I want all the dirty details!" Pierre gushed. Ryu wasn't sure he'd ever seen the guy this excited, which was saying a lot, because this guy got excited whenever a girl breathed in his direction.
Korosensei just looked away, a deceptively blank look on his face.
"Sometimes adults need a special touch." He said. Okay, Ryu really didn't want details on whatever that meant.
"Did you touch her boobs!?"Pierre demanded, as if his life depended on the answer to that question. Korosensei decided not to address that.
"Come on now boys and girls. Class won't teach itself." Korosensei said, leading them back to the classroom. Irina watched them go, looking too spent and flushed to move. Pierre followed their teacher, asking increasingly lewd questions.
"Yep. I really don't want to know." Ikuya said to Chisato.
Ryu was actually surprised when Miss Irina showed up for her next lesson. After her plan had gone tits up he'd figured that she'd scuttle on back to wherever she came from. But no. Once Korosensei finished physics, Irina appeared at the door for the start of their English lesson.
However, she apparently had no intention of teaching the class. She sat at the front, furiously tapping away at her laptop, an annoyed frown on her face.
Yup. She certainly wasn't taking this recent defeat with any grace. She was only speaking to complain about the wifi. ("What are we on the moon or something!?")
The atmosphere was somehow tense as Irina clacked away at the laptop, not even looking up to acknowledge the class. Ryu was sure even the non academic students would prepare a real lesson to this nonsense. A few people whispered mutinously throughout the class.
"Damnit if she's not going to teach us then she should just leave." Satoshi whispered. The rest of the class nodded in agreement.
"Excuse me, Miss Jelab- vich?" Mori said. He was the first one to address her directly. "If you aren't going to teach us, then could you swap for Korosensei please? We have midterms coming up and- "
"Ha!" Irina laughed humorously, cutting him off. She was stood up suddenly, a twisted vindictive look on her face. "The world is in danger of being exploded, but instead of worrying about our possible destruction you're bitching about midterms? It must be nice being that stupid. Ignorance really is bliss."
Takahiro scowled when she spoke about his friend that way. He wasn't the only one. Many of the others looked pissed. But Irina didn't seem to notice. She just kept ranting
"Besides, aren't midterms for kids who actually have a future? You kids are a bunch of underachievers and delinquents; You are just the prison inmates and dole-bludgers of the future. It's not like you're going to get any impressive scores anyway." Irina said, looking at E class, as she had done all day, as if they were dirt. "Getting in on this assassination is the closets you kids will get to success anyway. I'll cut you a deal- If you kids help me come up with an idea to kill him, I'll cut you a fraction of the bounty- "
Irina was cut off when a ruler came flying towards her face. It was only because of her lightening fast Assassin reflexes that she was able to avoid the plastic getting embedded on her face. ('I was close.' Mitsugu said).
Her eyes widened as she suddenly recognised the hatred and blood lust exuding from the class.
"I think you've said quite enough, Miss Hella-Bitch." Chisato said. She was smiling, but someone still managed to look enraged. There was an icy aura coming from her.
And then, the flood-gates broke; Suddenly the whole class was yelling and flinging pencils, rubbers and pieces of paper at the Femme fatal.
"I'm sick of people looking down on me!" Echo shouted, as he flung a pen, looking genuinely angry.
"If you're going to speak to us like trash then just get out!" Minatozaki hissed.
Then there were others like Mitsugu, Unmei and Satoshi, who just seemed to be enjoying having an excuse to throw stuff at a teacher. All of them had mischievous grins on their face as they threw things with surprising accuracy and precision.
"You're pride is already in tatters after that humiliating defeat. If I wear you I'd just crawl under a rock and disappear!" Mitsugu taunted.
Ryu lent down into his desk, ducking for cover from the barrage of stationery being flung from behind him. Next to him, Shion was shouting.
"And I'm sick of your oversized breasts! No way are they real I know implants when I see them!"
"Seriously, that's what she's mad about?" Ryu internally deadpanned.
Irina stood at the front, absolutely furious as she attempted to dodge the onslaught of classroom equipment turned weapons.
"You insolent brats!" She screamed, storming out the classroom and slamming the door. The class cheered.
Ryu couldn't help but pull a half smile. So, apparently being in the bottom class together or having to assassinate their teacher to stop the world ending wasn't enough to pull this antagonistic class together, but one bitchy teacher and everyone teamed up in an instant to chase her out the door.
Well, this class may have interesting priorities, but when they did actually work together they were a force to be reckoned with.
"I can't believe those kids! They should be happy to lick dirt of my shoes! What little brats!" Irina fumed her cheeks burning red as she left the classroom, stomping down the corridor, not caring that her stilettos were leaving marks in the wooden flooring from her heavy footsteps. "What they need is a good slap to the face!"
"You know, you aren't going to last more than a day as our teacher with that attitude." A calm voice said. Irina whipped around to see a boy with cropped dark hair and red eyes looking at her. Kuroe Nightroad.
"There's more of you brats!? Why haven't I seen you in my classes?" Irina demanded, hands on hips.
"You really call those 'classes'." Kuroe said, raising an eyebrow. "I know you're a pro but there's no way you can carry on with your mission as our 'teacher' if you don't at least show the class some respect. The way I see it, you have two choices; Either apologise to the class and carry on your mission, or refuse and leave."
Irina's eyes narrowed. "I'm not taking orders from some little punk."
"They aren't orders. Just facts." Kuroe said.
"Whatever! I'm an a Assassin, not a baby sitter of reject children! I should be able to focus on what I'm qualified for!" Irina huffed. Kuroe continued to stare at her with contemplative eyes before finally saying.
"Come with me. Perhaps I can change your mind." He said. Irina's eyes narrowed further.
"Is this some sort of trick you little punk?"
"I thought you said you were professional. No way some 'reject' kid could trick you, right?" Kuroe said. Irina deliberated for a moment before agreeing.
"Fine."
And with that, Kuroe lead the blonde lady outside, across the field and a little way into the woods.
"What is this? Are you trying to get me by myself, you little pubescent creep?" Irina hissed.
"Why would I want to do that?" Kuroe deadpanned before pointing to a spot behind the trees. "Look."
Korosensei kneeled there, surrounded by a stack of paper work. Pencils, rulers and protractors were being held by each of his tentacles.
"What?" Irina hissed impatiently. "Is he copying out tests or something? You'd think at Mach 20 he'd be a lot faster."
"The only reason he isn't is because he tailors each test to the individual student's abilities." Kuroe explained. "He makes sure he gives all of us homework that will actually help us grow and isn't to easy nor hard for us."
Irina's eyes widened in surprise. "Why would the octopus go so far?" She murmured. Kuroe tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention.
"Now look over there." He said, pointing in the direction of his classmates; They were filing out the building, anti-sensei weapons in hand and heading towards the training area. "We're supposed to have a small break between lessons now, but they're using it to practice.
Over half the class was there, mostly made up of the more 'proactive members'. It started off just a few of the boys (Kazuma, Mahiro, Mori and Takahiro) using breaks as extra training, but in the end nearly everybody joined in.
"They're doing more training?" Irina said. Kuroe nodded.
"Everyone in E class has two roles, Assassin and student. And they take both seriously." Kuroe explained. "Korosensei is the same; He may be our 'target' but he takes the role of being our teacher seriously too. If you want to be able to fit in with E class you'll have to be able to play both your roles too. For a pro that shouldn't be too hard, right?"
And with that, Kuroe turned and left Irina with her thoughts. (he'd had more sunlight than he could stand).
"Weird kid. I wonder why I never saw him with the other brats even at lunch time." Irina thought.
The class was incredibly surprised when they returned from their break and found, instead of Korosensei, Irina was leaning on the desk, an uncomfortable expression on her face. Cautiously the class filed in.
"Oh my- is she back for round two of target practice?" Mitsugu said. Leiko nudged her.
"Just wait. I think she has something to say." Leiko said.
"You're just going easy on her because she's your estranged half-sister."
"Why do you keep saying that!?"
The class watched in anticipation for what she would do. Irina ignored the looks and whispers, and picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the board.
'vous le vou coucher avec moi ce soir.'
"I want you to read that out to me." Irina said, after a moment of pause, the class complied.
"VouS ler voo coo-ch-er avec mo-ee Ke soir.' The class said, most pronouncing it phonetically. Even Pierre was pretty bad (wasn't he supposed to be French? Was that all an act?)
"Well, I suppose your basis is there, but your pronunciation could use some work." Irina said. "When I my target was a certain French VIP, I charmed his body guard to get close to him. 'Vous le vou coucher avec moi ce soir' is what he said to me. It means 'would you like to come to bed with me tonight."
Ryu felt his cheeks heat up; Just what was she getting middle school kids to say?
"It's often said that the fasts way to learn another language is to get a lover who speaks it. You want to be able to communicate with them, so you try your hardest to understand them and be understood." She explained (no way! She was actually seeming sort of like a teacher). "In my line of work it is often necessary for me to learn more than a few languages using that method. Therefore, in my lessons I'll teach you how to seduce someone in a foreign language. We'll start with basic conversation. If you master this, it will no doubt come in handy in real life."
Okay and now suddenly Leiko and Pierre suddenly looked more interested in lessons than they normally are.
"That octopus can teach you what you need for the exams. All I can teach you are practical conversation skills." Irina said, looking to the side with a frown that almost seemed embarrassed. (Was she blushing?). "If you still don't want me as a teacher, I'll give up my Assassination and leave. T-that should be fair, right?"
She took a deep breath, her blush becoming more visible.
"Also, I'm sorry for.. you know. Being such a bitch."
The class was stunned into silence. They were expecting a lot of thing from Irina, but not this. Then suddenly, they started laughing. Irina's eyes widened in confusion.
"You were threatening to kill us a few hours ago and now you've gone all nervous." Satoshi said. "What a complete turn around!"
Irina twitched.
"Whoa, she's totally like a teacher now." Chisato said.
"I suppose we can't call her Miss Hella-bitch anymore." Ikuya concluded.
Irina smiled, hiding it behind her hand. "You mean you're not mad?" She said sounding both happy and relieved.
"Well, I guess we were kind of rude calling you Miss Hella-Bitch." Tsukiko admitted with an embarrassed smile.
"Yeah, what should we call you now?" Koroniki mused.
"How about Bitch-Sensei?" Satoshi suggested with a smirk. Irina's smile seemed to crack.
"I'd really appreciate it if you moved past the whole 'bitch' motif." Irina started to say. "You can just call me Irina- "
"But Bitch-sensei is so much more fun to say!" Unmei giggled. "I think Bitch-sensei suits you a whole lot better than Irina-sensei."
"Being able to call a beautiful woman a 'Bitch' is actually pretty hot." Pierre said. Most of the class just pretended they hadn't even had to hear that.
By this point, Irina was scowling, gritting her teeth together in frustration.
"Welcome to the class bitch-sensei!"
"I hope we can get along Bitch-Sensei!"
"Stop with the bitching! I hate you all so much!" Irina shouted, as the class laughed.
From outside, Karasuma and Korosensei listened in to the ruckus.
"It seems as though she fits right in." The octopus said gleefully. "Another wonderful addition to our class."
Karasuma listened in on the yelling; really?
"I have to thank you Mr Karasuma for bringing her in." Korosensei said. "My students will be fit from speaking to an actual foreigner.. and who better language teacher for an Assassination classroom than a globe-trotting femme fatal."
'No way- he saw this coming?' Karasuma thought.
"Speaking of new additions to the class, we have two new students joining us tomorrow from the main school; Hiro Yuhara and Shina Hiyama- I simply can't contain my excitement!"
Karasuma unconsciously half-smiled. This class seemed like complete chaos most of the time, but the octopus seemed to have everything planned.
Bitch-Sensei is finally introduced!
So out of all the chapters I've written for the story, this one is the most like a copy n'paste of an episode which is... exactly what I wanted to avoid.. but I was really struggling for inspiration on how to write this. All the other chapters of this story have, at their core, been based around getting people familiar with the class rather than progressing the story because most of the time when I read these SYOC stories I have a really hard time remembering other people's characters. So yeah! This chapter was focused more on Bitch-sensei's introduction than getting to know the class. But it's probably about time. Also I always found that 'Korosensei doing something weird with Irina in the supply closet scene' disturbing, so I glazed over that. I also found 'adult Irina making out w. 14 yr old' disturbing. So I cut out that part too..
I decided to give Kuroe the role that was originally Karasuma's in the manga (Showing Bitch-sensei how hard the class/korosensei works) because well we've already seen Karasuma do it in the original. And I thought it might be a nice role for him as a sort of 'observer' charater.
Finally, while I have been procrastinating on doing my essays ect, I've done a few more drawings of the class. They are posted on deviantART my username is MidoriEweFlowers and the drawings of your characters will be in the section marked 'end class'. So far I've mostly just been doing second drawings of the female characters, but I'm planning on doing the male characters as well. (I've also accidently put some random drawings in the folder so.. ignore those).
Finally, you'll notice I mentioned two new characters are joining the class; Hiro and Shina. They will be the last OC additions!
Let me know if there's anything else I should know about your OC, or if you have any ideas for future chapters or scenarios. Would people be able to tell me one thing they'd like to see a character(s) (other than their own character) doing, or a situation you'd like to see them in?
Reply to guest comments;
JustAnotherKid: Once again, thank you for leaving such a detailed review of the chapter! I always enjoy reading it. I hope this chapter has a little more comedy (Or maybe not, because all the 'bitch' jokes are ripped off directly from the original, but oh well!). I agree with how this story should be paced. It will probably be very similar to the original, except more characters will get a spotlight (compared to just a few in the original). Quite a few people have asked to see more of the student's personal lives again, so that's something I could add in the future (I find segmented chapters like that easiest to write anyway!). Thanks for giving me more info on your characters. I'll definetly be able to use them next chapter.
Dr Z: 1. Sorry for all the mistakes! My combined dyslexia and laziness makes it happen quite often (oops!). I showed off Kuroe's 'observant' characteristics in this chapter, I hope you enjoy that!
2. Sorry this chapter took so long to come out! Unfortunately because you review on guest I can only reply when a new chapter's coming out (I know people make chapters to tell people the status of the story, but I'm fairly certain that it's against the site's rules and I don't want this story taken down) I'd recommend maybe getting an account if you need to ask me something directly (Up to you though :) ) Anyway, thank you for caring about the story so much. I'm not planning on givng it up any time soon.
Echo Shiona: 1. I'm glad you liked the internal-conflict angel. I promise I'll do more of that in future chapters!
2. Sorry this chapter took so long! you can message me on watpad if you ever want to ask about the progress of the story or something (although I don't go on it much).
A late person: It's wonderful that you took the time to submit your character! But I'm really sorry I'm not accepting any more OC's at the moment :(
Mariko: I'm glad you liked the last chapter! and Yeah, I think I did end up wiriting Mahiro as a cute character inadvertently :3 thanks for giving me all that info on the characters!
