Adore You (Yandere Assassination Classroom various x fem! Reader)

Grown-Up Time (Pt. II)

Reminder:

Italic words are spoken in Japanese!

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~Chapter 7~

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"Do you feel the love?"

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Y/N's Point of View~

"We got ourselves a real pro here! Just a word of warning from those who've been playing the odds; you're not going to kill the octopus without help," Karma stated with a smirk. I nodded along with him.

Miss Jelavić smirked at Karma, replying, "Please, sweetheart, you're a bunch of saplings, adults have their own way of doing things. Take note. Speaking of which, you're Nagisa Shiota, right?"

Our new teacher walked up toward Nagisa before kissing him on the lips. "Wait! What!? Isn't that illegal?? Kissing a student is definitely crossing a line," I interjected in English, feeling uncomfortable with the situation. S/N and B/F looked at me in shock.

Miss Jelavić didn't seem to care, continuing to kiss Nagisa. "Do me a fave, show me what you got on him. Grab your special little notebook and meet me in the faculty lounge in ten minutes," Miss Jelavić said as Nagisa fell to the floor. "That goes for any of you snot-nosed punks who feel like they got intel worth sharing! Give Miss Jelavić something useful, and I'll let you go home while these gentlemen stand in for you. This is what separates the pros from the amateurs, boys and girls—connections and a little thing we like to call technique. Now piss off, go play. Oh, and for a word of warning from those of us who know our job, get in the way, you die."

"This bitch is fucking insane! No way in hell she is an actual teacher!" B/F whispered in my direction. I nodded along, simply watching Miss Jelavić...

Time Skip-

"Uh, Miss Bitch? Are you gonna teach us or what?"

"Yeah, come on, Miss Bitch,"

"No disrespect, but you are a teacher, aren't you Miss Bitch?"

Miss Jelavić finally had enough, letting out a scream, before yelling, "Ixnay on the bitching!! The name is Jelavić, understand?! Bitch is what I'll be if you don't get the difference through your thick, creepy, mess of skulls!! Let's review! My name is Jelavić, Jela-V-vić. Bite your lower lip and hum. V excellent! Now practice that sound quietly for the next hour while I ignore you!"

I finally had enough, raising my hand before speaking what was on my mind, without bothering for her to call on me, "Umm, Miss Jelavić, t-this is English. An important course not only for the mid-terms coming up, b-but also life. It is the most popular language. It would be beneficial for us to focus on learning the material rather than spending time on unnecessary review on how to make a V sound..." I finished, quieting down when she started glaring at me, causing me to tense up. My sister gave me a thumbs up while my best friend nodded in my direction, silently showing their support for my bold statement. "Or-or...carry on..." I spoke quietly, folding into myself for comfort.