A/N: HELLO! I am starting this fanfic to be right after the ending of Assassination Classroom. Nagisa has already told his class to kill him if they can.
Nagisa's P.O.V
I look over the class and their surprised faces.
"Since no one listened the first time," I say while writing my name on the board before turning towards them, "My name is Shiota Nagisa, you can call me Nagisa Sensei!"
All eyes are on me as one student yells, "What the hell was that?" which caused everyone to start throwing questions at me.
"I cut you guys a deal, if you can land a hit on me I will answer all of your questions," I look at everyone with a smile.
"Please open your English books and turn to the first chapter,"
I look at the book and read out the sentences. "Now repeat after me, 'My name is...'," I look at the seating chart and pick a random name, "Yamamoto-san please translate the sentence,"
"uh, hello?" he said back.
"Nagisa! Karma has noticed you haven't been active in the chat and has left work with wasabi and spicy mustard," I heard from my phone.
"EH?!" I grab my phone looking at the purple digitalized girl, "How far away is he?!"
"He just jumped the front gate," she said while looking at me with sympathy. I run to the window along with all my students to see the redhead in a suit holding to tubes in his hands.
"I SEE YOU NAGISA!" he yells towards the school before he starts running towards where I am.
Karma parkours up the side of the building until he gets to the window I am at, slamming the window open and jumping at me.
"Karma! Not now! I am teaching, can't you just have a civilized talk?" I said backing up.
"Hehe, come on Nagisa, fight me," He said while walking towards me his face mirroring that of a psychopath.
"I brought my favorite tools," he says while raising the tubes in his hands.
"Sensei? What the hell is happening? What is he gonna do with Wasabi and Spicy mustard?" a student asked me while taking a step towards us.
"Stay back, you don't want to know what he's going to try to do," I said holding my hand up to them.
"I'll fight you but it can't be here, the classroom is already a mess," I said while smirking at him, "behind the school or the roof?" I ask
"Eh, let's raise the stakes, roof," He says back.
I turn to my class, "Stay here, if any of you leave the school grounds, I will hunt you down and let my friend here use the wasabi and spicy mustard on you,"
I walk out with Karma in tow. A few minutes after we get to the roof I feel eyes on me.
"I knew they would follow me," I said sighing, "Let's hurry this up, I have to get back to teaching,"
YAMAMOTO P.O.V
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!
"WAIT I HAVE HEARD HIS NAME BEFORE!" a boy named Kurosaki yelled from the back of the class, "HIS NAME IS AKABANE KARMA HE IS A BUREAUCRAT!"
"WHY IS A BUREAUCRAT ABOUT TO FIGHT OUR TEACHER?! HOW DOES OUR TEACHER EVEN KNOW A BUREAUCRAT?!" I yelled, "Let's follow them!"
Everyone agreed to follow them. When we reached the roof we saw the standoff between our teacher and the red-headed man who miraculously climbed three stories to climb in a window and fight our teacher.
"What the hell is happening," I whispered while getting my phone out to record.
"I can't let you do that!" a chirpy voice says from my phone before a purple-haired girl pops up on the screen.
"What the hell!" I whisper-yelled, "Why is Ritsu on my phone?! I didn't download the Ritsu app!"
"Oh sorry! I downloaded myself onto all of Nagisa's student's phone," she said, "Those two are always like this, so I always have to stop people from uploading or taking a video or photo of those two,"
"I thought you were an A.I. Why do you talk as if you've known our teacher and have feelings?" The smartest student asks.
"I've known those two for around 7 years now," She said, "I guess you could say that we're best friends,"
WHAT THE HELL?!
This is when our teacher and his "friend" started fighting.
The red-head launched towards our teacher and our teacher jumps away from him before smiling creepily at the other.
Chills ran down my back as I watched my teacher use the move he used on Masuda this morning.
All he did was clap, stopping the red-head in his tracks before pulling out a green knife... WAIT A KNIFE?!
"WHAT THE FUCK HE HAS A KNIFE HELD AGAINST THE OTHER GUYS NECK!" I yelled before asking, "WHAT THE FUCK RITSU HOW IS THIS NORMAL?!"
"It's a rubber knife, don't worry," she says, "It's for sparring purposes.
"You guys can come out now, I know you have been up here since the beginning of the fight," our teacher says.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" I yell as I run out from our hiding spots.
"I already said I would answer if you could land a hit on me," he said, "as long as you put me in a situation where I wouldn't be able to get out of it and it would result in death, I will answer every question you have,"
"what the hell does that mean?" Masuda asks as he emerges from the hoard of my classmates.
"It basically means... you have to assassinate me," he said with a child-like smile.
For some reason, none of us questioned our teacher's sanity. We all returned to class and continued our English lesson.
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SUP DUDES! THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT! I'M SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR ERRORS!
IT WAS 11 PM WHEN I WROTE THIS AND I HAVE ALREADY BEEN AWAKE FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS! MY BRAIN BE SLOW SOMETIMES!
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