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

News

With Saiki (Limited)

Even though they didn't answer the questions, the reporters made multiple assumptions, and it began to piss every single student (and Saiki) off with their way to personal questions that they all wanted to avoid.

"That's enough!" Muramatsu yelled angrily and pushed away a camera, "It's none of your freaking business," he yelled and Saiki rolled his eyes, that blond was going to be digging all their graves if he continues talking to the reporters.

Saiki pulled on Muramatsu, pulling his student behind him, as he covered Karma, Isogai, Hara, and Kaede. Having the reporters all eyes on him and not his students. Saiki didn't like it, but it was best for his students, and he was the only one here acting like a president adult unlike everybody else who might as well be sticking a mic up their ass.

"How were you injured?" one of the reporters asked, as Saiki shooed away the reporter that was looking at Yada dangerously.

"This is still a sensitive topic to the children, and you should not expect them to be acting civilized and answering all their questions to you, as you are treating them like an animal at the zoo," Saiki complained, but they seemed to be kissing ass instead as they ignored this.

"How do you feel--,"

"For fuck's sake shut up! Then I'll answer your questions!" Saiki boomed and cursed as the area seemed to be dead quiet, but the camera clicking still proceeded. Saiki proceeded.

"This monster you're talking about is not as dangerous as you think he is," Saiki said as microphones were pushed to his face, "As the Earth has a less than one percent chance that it will get blown up,"

"Leave him alone!" Kurahashi cried while cameras were flashing onto her face. "The stuff they're saying about his isn't even true!" she cried, Saiki wouldn't be surprised if some reporters said that the students have a sort of Stockholm Syndrome of the teacher. But the news reporters seemed more to care about the angle of the camera, and that Kurahashi was a vulnerable target over the information given to them.

"Are these your own words or simply what the monster has told you to say? We know it must have been awful, but you should know that you are now in a safe place and you can let it all out," a reporter pressed, as Saiki walked to Kurahashi who seemed to cry.

"I would ask you to stay away from her," Saiki said like a father, as like planned the cameras focused to him, like a moth to light, "If you idiots haven't noticed these kids are in fine conditions, and they seem okay, minus the fact that you are being more of a problem then what the teacher ever was. They are not as safe as long as you are here?"

Saiki wasn't ignored, but his comment was, "Clearly these boys and girls are devastated," the lady said to the camera, "You must be the student-teacher, what about your leg? Did that creature do this to you, or was it in a means to escape his wrath?"

"I fell down the mountain when climbing up here last week," Saiki lied through grit teeth, wanting to expose Asano, but knew that would do nothing.

"Do you think you are suffering through Stockholm Syndrome?" a reporter asked, as Saiki was not only right about what he thought they were going to ask, but Saiki was also mad. "No doubt the trauma inflicted on them by this reprehensible teacher had run deep, lets hope they get treatment soon," she said, as her voice faded in realization.

"You're that boy that was trapped on the island! The only one we weren't able to message for a meeting" she said, almost joyfully, but knew she had to act like it was a devastating disaster.

"Did you receive trauma after boat sinking, and how does that affect you when you were held against your will? Do your students know about that past of yours? Do you think that it has affected how you work?" Saiki growled and shoved the microphone away from his face and backed up to help the rest of his students.

Saiki backed the reporters up, as they were all still shocked and confused, and my all the light rained on them, a saint appeared.

Karasuma.

He angrily stormed up to the reporters and began his yelling spree, "You reporters and cameramen have no legal right or permit permission to film here, on private land!" he yelled, everyone turned to him. "So pack up your equipment and go."

"Excuse me, the public has a right to know what is going on here sir!" she yelled.

"Oh please!" he scoffed as he pointed to the kids, "You guys are battering children for the good ratings, and even brought up a 'traumatizing experience' for the student-teacher they have, which he could file for a lawsuit for mental distress, you guys should know. So don't even begin to think of getting all high and mighty!" he told them with nerve.

"So everyone leaves now!" he said but knew that wouldn't get past everyone, "By order of the Defense Agency, this area is now officially off-limits. Failure to vacate the premises will be actionable. The students here, as said, are safe, and will be taken into protective custody."

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"Mr. Karasuma, what have they done to Koro-Sensei?" Isogai asked.

"I'm afraid we're out of time," he said, but he didn't look apologetic at all, "And the government had no choice but to initiate their end game strategy before it was too late."

"There was an end game strategy?" Saiki asked it was likely the phone call Karasuma look a few hours ago, Karasuma looked to him but changed his direction of the head, when a student had asked a question.

"So is that what the barrier's all about." a student asked, as he tried to fiddle his way to get Karasuma to hear him.

Karasuma answered his question "The barrier as a means of keeping him from being able to escape the area."

Saiki began to chew on his lip.

It was very likely that a loophole would not be found.