•The Assassin's Teacher• ((Saiki K. x Assassination Classroom Crossover))

Saiki's Hidden Side

"Holy shit," Terasaka breathed out, and the look of Saiki's face was going to be all the proof they needed to agree with that.

With Saiki (Limited)

"AH! This is a wrongful dismissal!" the yellow creature cried, as the class ignored him but stared at their younger teacher.

"Oh worry not, Saiki," Asano seemed to comfort him as Saiki flipped quietly though darkly though the dismissal pages. "You'll be back at P.K Acadamy before you know it, so you can be a normal student again."

Saiki oddly enough was not comforted by those words of going back home, seeing his family, seeing the nuisances he's grown to miss, but none the less, he wasn't.

As the motherly side--the demonic side-- of Kusuo had been long awakened.

"Now don't go jump to conclusions, this was actually no more than a clever means to distract you when I said to terminate," he spoke to Koro-Sensei, words Saiki didn't hear being said, "I meant that literally,"

"Frickity-frick frackety-frack!" Koro-sensei said, as his yelling became to a minimal.

"I'm here to kill you,"

"Eh?"

"As you see, Koro-Sensei, Saiki. You both don't fit with my vision." Asano said as Isogai was about to speak, but Saiki raised his hand up to shush the child.

"Look, man, we know you're a big Machiavelli and all that, but I'd tread carefully in your shoes," Karma spoke, as he leaned on the corner of the school, "Consider it strange, but the octopus is clever,"

Though the principal in all his darkening moon paused the demolishing team.

"Hold off on the demolition for now, if you would please," he kindly asked them, "I have unfinished business inside."

So Koro-Sensei and Saiki were lead inside the building and back into his classroom, with a desk surrounding them both, each binder had a binder.

"Where the hell'd that notice of dismissal come from?" Jelavic asked as she stood next to Karasuma whose only thought what was happening would be an early suicide for the world.

"Now then Koro-Sensei, Saiki," he spoke outside of the circle made by the desks of students, "I assume you both wish not to be fired." he paced around the outside of the circle, "And furthermore that you wish to preserve this classroom? Well, some more than others,"

He stood by the window, as the students looked up to face him "Well, what would you say to a little wager?" he asked, Saiki was about to ask what would be waged, but it seemed clear on the principal wanted to wage.

He was going to gambling his life away.

Sweat began to leak from his head, and respectably as Koro-Sensei began to sweat too.

"I've prepared five subjects worth of exam questions, and five live grenades, four of them contain anti-Sensei and well new anti-Kusuo projectiles,"

Saiki spun around to face him, this man was out of his mind, was he seriously going to live his life normally if Saiki were to die today?