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

Another Chat With Koro-Sensei

With Saiki (Limited)

Koro-Sensei was going to beyond extremes to take these damned photos and by the time the students (and Saiki) got back to school (and sweet, sweet land) they were all drained of energy, and while the students went back home tired, and were ready for homemade food and sleep, Saiki was asked to stay back for a little while, by Koro-Sensei's request.

"Kusuo," he said as they waved to their students a few dozen goodbyes and farewells, "Let's talk, shall we?" Koro-Sensei asked as he was back to his normal self again, well this was his polite, calm and sort of serious normal self, not his jumpy father and emotions like self.

So, Saiki as asked stayed a little while longer, as he headed to the teacher's lounge. Then after a few minutes, Koro-Sensei came in. So, there sat Saiki in the teacher's lounge, across from Koro-Sensei, as they both quietly drank a cup of green tea and biscuits Koro-Sensei brought in during his break, Saiki didn't mind the silence of slurping tea and nibbling on biscuits, nor did Koro-Sensei, but Saiki knew they would stay here all night if one of them didn't start talking.

"Okay, what happened this time?" Kusuo started bluntly as if Koro-Sensei did something wrong and Saiki would have needed to cover for him, obviously, this wasn't the case, but used just for starters. Koro-Sensei silently and calmly placed down his tea, on the table in front of the two.

"Nothing for the moment. " Koro-Sensei said, "But, you are in your third year of high school," he stated knowingly like Saiki didn't know he was in his third and final year of high school. (That he was taken out of mid-year because his brother didn't know that the hole in his mouth was only meant to be opened when needed, and not to ruin his little brother's life.)

Saiki shrugged, he wouldn't get a high school diploma, so what's the point in trying to get into college, he didn't even know what he wanted to be in the nearing future, though he did like the assassination path of life, getting rid of the bad for the greater good, manipulating people, going around the world, (so that means less chance of Kusuke finding out his actual location), a great deal of money (that he could spend on coffee jello), it all seemed pretty good, and Saiki doesn't need to go to college for that since he's already doing it against his will.

"Without a high school diploma," Saiki said, "as well as be disabled, they wouldn't want me all that much," Saiki told him the straightforward truth, the truth was difficult, but Saiki had to face it. 'Well, I'd be disabled if I get to live past March, but everyone will die, anyways to why does it matter.'

Koro-Sensei blew into his tea and nodded, "Kusuo, I don't know what the chat about me wanting to live or wanting to die was about," he said, "And I'll tell this to you again, just so you don't forget: there will always be some loophole that both of us can get well off of. You just need to think big." he spoke, as he took out a bunch of papers.

"But don't think your disabilities will not allow you in to your top university," he changed the subject as he spaced out a few of the folders in front of him on the table, moving away from his teacup to the corner where it wouldn't be too much of a distraction. "Instead of seeing university as a no-go option, try...seeing it as a second choice, if you don't want to continue your first path."

Saiki shrugged in understanding but chose to go with it. Just to know that their can always is a different path he could choose from that is more peaceful and not anything in the assassination category.

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"No, this is a school relying more upon physical talent rather than brains." Saiki threw the paper to the side, into the no pile. Where all the papers were stacking up, and only one Saiki said 'maybe' to, he didn't actually like the college, he just knew it was the best option for him, rather than all the other Japanese universities.

So since Saiki kept saying 'no' to Japanese universities, Saiki went abroad, from Cambridge to Amsterdam, to Toronto, to Hanover, and so forth, abroad seemed to be a better choice, as it would be likely that the Japanese government would pay for the tuition cost and the extreme college debt that Saiki would have been in.

"Okay," Koro-Sensei said tiredly, it was already getting hazy outside, "We have your tops schools, choose the best one you think will fit for your wanting," he said as he passed Kusuo folders, of the different schools, University of California, Los Angles, Cornell University, or Cambridge University.

Saiki studies the papers, and dropped Cornell University, then threw it to the no pile, Koro-Sensei nodded in thought to Kusuo's understanding, of knowing that might not have been the greatest school for Kusuo to go to. Looking between the papers, Saiki dropped the second folder into the 'no' section.

Koro-Sensei nodded in understanding, "That does seem fit for you," Koro-Sensei said as he gave Saiki a pat on the back, "Truly, fitting."

Saiki felt proud as he looked down on the file, his 'second blade' if his first blade doesn't work, nodding at the paper, he knew.

Cambridge was the best option.