Natsukashii (Assassination Classroom! Various x F! Reader)

Chapter 2: Karma, No- (Pt. 2)

A/N: This is basically a whole chapter of Karma oops— 😗✌️. But he's in the title so I cut myself some slack. I'll give our other peoples some more love in the next chapter. I'd also like to say that I love Rio so much y'all, like that girl is ✨perfection✨.

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The next day, you walked into class and pursed your lips at the sight of the small octopus that had been stabbed on Koro-sensei's desk, your nose wrinkling on instinct. Your eyes immediately sought out Karma, who was lounging in his seat, and he smirked when your eyes met his.

You hurried over to your seat, whispering, "I thought I told you to stop with this."

"C'mon, what's the harm, (n/n)-chan?"

"You're trying to provoke him like this, and I'm telling you it won't work. And the way you chose to do it is just gross," you hissed.

He only chuckled. "Don't worry so much. I've got this."

Your eye twitched in irritation, before you looked away petulantly. "Fine, if you're not gonna listen to me then I'll let you regret it."

"(n/n)-chan, (n/n)-chan~" Karma repetitively poked your cheek with a smirk. "Don't be so mad~"

"No, you're taking your grudge way too far," you muttered, shifting your body to face the other direction. I'm just worried, you idiot, you scowled when he couldn't see. His finger paused at your words, before he redoubled his efforts of getting you to turn back, poking you more fervently.

Your classmates sweatdropped at your friend's antics, feeling a bit sorry for you. However, the entrance of Koro-sensei regained everyone's attention, the solemn mood returning as they remembered the small, very dead octopus on the teacher's desk.

"Hm? What's wrong, everyon—" he cut off, seeing the octopus.

"Whoops~ My bad~" Karma said mockingly. You let out a sigh, dropping your face into your palm. "I killed that creature thinking that it was you. Bring it here and I'll dispose of it."

He's too obvious now.

Koro-sensei sighed, picking the thing up. "Alright."

Right as he neared your friend's desk, he sped off and returned... with a missile...

What the fuck is even going on anymore?

You watched as the yellow takoyaki made actual takoyaki, shoving a piece into Karma's mouth. You pouted as the boy spat it out. Damn, he was wasting food left and right. It smelled really good too.

"I noticed by your complexion that you'd yet to eat breakfast, so I whipped up this batch for you," Koro-sensei said smugly. He noticed your eyes intently focusing on the treat he was holding, and held one out to you. You eagerly took it, humming as the flavor hit your tongue.

Your classmates smiled at your contagious happiness, the blissful expression on your face too adorable for them to handle. Koro-sensei chuckled and handed you the rest of the batch after taunting Karma with it. The piping hot takoyaki was devoured fairly quickly as you completely ignored the drama happening in front of you.

Before you knew it, you were licking your fingers clean, and it was math class. You dozed off a little, already familiar with the material because Asano had drilled it into your head at least three months ago.

There was a small boom to your side, and you glanced over to see that Koro-sensei had snatched Karma's gun straight from his fingers, which were now decorated with freshly painted nails. His eyebrow twitched in irritation, but you ignored that. After he leaned back in frustration at his failure, you quietly reached out and took his hand in yours, fiddling with his fingers as you stared at the nail art. It looked pretty good, actually. Although, the numerous little takoyaki stickers on the polish made you hungry again.