Summary of previous chapter: Gakuho gave her a stack of new notes, telling her to study and return to the main building. Having some problems with math, she texted Karma to help her explain. Karma spammed her and she didn't reply, which made him chase her the next morning when they were in the way to school. Isuju bumped into Subeta while running away and Subeta flirted with Karma, making herself look pitiful.

This chapter's ending is related to the manga of Assassination Classroom Chapter 13. I just brought some info over and took out some to make it shorter. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THAT PART AS IT IS FROM THE MANGA.

The reason I don't really include parts from the manga is that I have to copy some parts of the manga over and its kinda annoying. Im writing a fanfiction, not copying the manga out into paragraphs.

I personally find this chapter ew so don't expect a lot from this update. :(

Okie have fun reading :D (or at least try)

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"She didn't break your other wrist."

Karma pushed her left hand backwards then sideways. He controlled how much pain she received by just shifting her hand within his tight grip.

"You were the-" Subeta said in sudden realisation, she hadn't notice that she had met Karma somewhere before.

"-guy who shoved chili up your nose and mouth last year," Karma said as he whipped out a packet of chili powder from his pocket and poured the contents into her mouth.

"Karma," Isuju tapped him on the shoulder," that's enough."

"You sure?" Karma asked," don't you want to see her suffer?"

"Well yes," Isuju admitted," but there's a scary guy walking over so we better run."

A well toned guy wearing the Kunugigaoka uniform stood before them, glaring at both Karma and Isuju but his gaze soften when he saw Subeta on the floor.

"Or he's already here," Isuju finished her sentence. She then scanned his face carefully, then everything came back to her from two nights ago. She felt her breakfast trying to force its way out of her mouth.

"Isuju, are you okay?" Karma lightly patted her back when she started throwing up in the drain.

"See," Subeta coughed because of the chili powder," retribution." Karma glared at her, causing her to shut up.

"Yatsu," Isuju wiped her mouth," if I remember correctly, is that guy's name."

"How did you-" Yatsu wanted to ask but was soon cut off.

"Two nights ago in that alley," Isuju shuddered," disgusting things happened."

Karma tried to hold back his laughter, but to no avail.

"Oi! What did you do to her?" Yatsu glared at Karma and Isuju while helping Subeta up.

"Yatsu, it's okay," Subeta gave a small smile to him," they did nothing wrong."

So freaking fake, they thought, it was extremely annoying to them, seeing her act nice and make it seem like it was their fault. Anything they say or will do next makes it their fault, because it is never fair. Karma and Isuju hated her, they loathed her, in fact.

"Nothing wrong? Hell! You chili powder under your nose and your wrist broken!" Yatsu exclaimed with a weird accent, but in response, Isuju and Karma looked at each other for a moment before starting to laugh as hard as possible.

"Nice Japanese," Isuju said in between laughs while she was hitting the floor.

"What is you talked about!?" Yatsu shouted at them.

Karma finally stopped laughing and stood up," it's so bad it's annoying."

"Anyways, you guys hurt her," Yatsu looked down at them," especially whitey over there." He pointed at Isuju with his index finger.

"I don't know what country you're from but," Isuju walked up to him and grabbed his finger," pointing with your index finger is rude in Japan."

She bent his finger all the way backwards in a split second, leaving him no time to counter or even react.

Yatsu clutched his finger, trembling at the sight of the distorted index finger.

"I have a flair for breaking bones," Isuju gave Karma a fist bump.

Yatsu gritted his teeth, bearing with the pain, he stood up at shouted, even though he was slightly phased," W-WHY DO YOU LET GIRLY DID ALL THE FIGHTS?! SCARED? REDDY!"

Reddy? Yatsu didn't know he wasn't supposed to provoke Karma, it was pretty much known to the students in Kunugigaoka that getting on Karma's nerve was a big no-no.

"Reddy, Whitey," Karma gestured at himself and at Isuju, before pointing at Subeta and Yatsu," Bimbo, Moron."

"YOU ASSHOLE-" Yatsu was about to charge and tackle Karma, but was held back by a strong tug on his shirt.

"Isuju and Karma," the voice said, and pulled back Yatsu with an incredible amount of force. The voice had power, at least enough to make Karma and Isuju stiffen for a moment.

"What do you want?!" Yatsu struggled in his grip, before his shirt finally tore and Yatsu was set free. He then felt something brush past his face for a second, and obviously, he freaked out.

Yatsu turned around to see who was grabbing his shirt, but there was no one there. He touched his face, feeling a powdering substance on it. He looked at the substance on his fingers and sniffed it.

"Make up?"

Yatsu quickly turned to Isuju and Karma, wanting to question them about the incident that had just happened.

But they were already gone.

Class E

"Oi, octopus," Karma took out a green knife from his sleeve, trying to stab Koro-sensei," put us down."

Koro-sensei dropped Karma and Isuju on their tables before appearing at the front of the class.

"I have multiplied my efforts even further," Koro-sensei said as he made 80 duplicates of himself. Making three duplicates going to each student.

What the hell is this, Isuju thought, it's yellow everywhere, it's as if someone had pissed all over the room.

She stared at the three Koro-senseis standing before her, carrying History, Japanese Literature, and Geography textbooks. One of the after images of him had three horns sticking randomly out of his face, another had a pedo face and the last one didn't have a face but could still talk.

"Sensei, your face," Isuju said as she took a picture of the three of them before showing them the picture," it's... Not a word you would want me to say."

"It's okay Isuju!" Koro-sensei said," you can use nicer synonyms to describe my face, that will, at the same time, improve your Japanese Literature as you need a large range of vocabulary."

"Your face is... Um," Isuju thought for a moment before replying," abhorrent."

The other students looked at her, silently laughing, except for Terasaka. And when the definition of 'abhorrent' was explained to him, he bursted out laughing.

"Nice synonym Isuju! But sensei's feelings are hurt," the third duplicate started crying, but nobody knew where the water came from as it didn't have eyes.

As time passed, everyone went back to work. As Koro-sensei went over the topics that were taught and taught a bit more than what was required in the 'syllabus'.

Isuju noticed this, and was contemplating whether to tell the class that.

"Ano... Sensei," Isuju said, earning the look of the three weird faces before her.

"I want to say..." She trailed off slowly. If she told Class E about this, she would have to stay in Class E, she then wouldn't be able to return to Class A and help Asano. However, which was more important?

Helping a friend and losing the trust of others? Or maintaining the trust of her peers and letting her friend deal with the problem himself?

She had finally made up her mind.

"Isuju?" Koro-sensei asked," you were saying something?"

"It's something everyone has to hear," she stood up at her seat, grabbing the attention of everyone.

She took out the notes given to her by Gakuho," the principal is changing the syllabus." Sorry Asano.

"The topics tested are English comprehension skills, the book called 'The Chair' for Japanese Literature, Quadratic formula for Math, and a lot more of other shit," she piled the notes onto her table.

"He changed it yesterday after you guys had gone home so don't blame me for not telling you guys earlier," Isuju said.

"And that's why you needed the quadratic formula last night," Karma said in realisation.

The entire class looked at her, it was hard to fully absorb the situation. Who knew that the principal would be this ruthless so as to keep his education system in place.

The class's jaw dropped. The amount of notes put on the table were horrendously thick.

"Okay, I'm giving up," Okajima dropped his pen onto the table," the new content is probably three times as hard so nope."

"Yea me too," Rio said," we're better of getting the 10 billion yen and living happily ever after. I mean, look at him, he looks like he's dying."

Koro-sensei was heavily panting and fanning himself after being exhausted from multiplying himself 80 times.

"We are better off killing you than studying," Sugino said.

"After all," Okajima said," we're E-as-in-end-class you know?"

"We kinda have a better chance at assassinating than doing well on a test," Maehara spun the green knife in his hand.

"As of now," Koro sensei turned red with an X on his face," you are not qualified to be assassins."

He turned his back to the class and faced the school yard. "All of you, go to the school yard," Koro sensei did not spare them a glance," please call Karasuma-sensei and Irina-sensei as well."

As they proceeded to the school yard, Koro-sensei started spinning. "Even if you have a better chance at assassinating me than doing well on a test," Koro-sensei said," it does not confirm that you will assassinate me."

"If I were to be assassinated by another assassin, would you stay as what you are now? Being inferior to others, that is," Koro-sensei spun faster and faster, the wind blew harshly as he span.

"Here's some advice from sensei, to all of you, who are so insecure," Koro-sensei spun at the highest speed he could go.

The biting wind went around in circles, creating a violent whirlwind.

"Those of you who do not possess a second blade," Koro-sensei's voice deepened, showing that he was utterly angry at his students' attitude, "are not qualified to be called assassins."

The ground underneath the tornado had changed its shape. The wind had uprooted the grass that once used to be there.

The tornado calmed down soon after, making Class E able to see again, as they had been sheltering their eyes from the ferocious wind.

As the wind calmed down, they opened their eyes, looking at the unfamiliar sight before them. Their schoolyard had changed.

"I had merely plucked out the weeds and straightened the ground in the campus," Koro-sensei said," for a super creature like me who is capable of destroying the earth, this is an extremely simple task for me."

"Show me that you are capable of handling a second weapon," Koro-sensei said, "or I'll consider there to be no assassins in this class capable of being my opponent."

The atmosphere was tense, Koro-sensei had rarely gotten angry at his students. Even though what Koro-sensei had said wasn't a matter of life and death, the students of Class E took him extremely seriously. They were determined to show him their second weapon, that was until...

"To show me your second weapon," the number 50 appeared on Koro-sensei's forehead, "all of you, please score within top 50 on tomorrows midterm paper."

The wind stood still, the tense atmosphere disappeared in an instant. After a few seconds, reality dropped its shit on Class E's heads and it sunk in.

"WHAT!?!" Their jaws dropped. They felt that it was literally impossible to do well in an exam, and not only do well, but they have to better than others. Especially with the new content that was just given out, they had a smaller chance.

"Sensei does not use a slow teaching method," Koro-sensei spoke," I have already been naturing your second weapons. I wish you all the best for the exams tomorrow."

"Thank you, Sensei!" The class shouted in unison.

And all that's left was the exams awaiting them the next few days.

Next day

Main School Building

"That was easier than I expected," Isuju walked out of classroom with Karma, stretching her stiffened arms and legs.

Sitting in a classroom for 90 minutes for an examination with an annoying invigilator can really get on your nerves at some point of time. Whether it's boredom, or the urge to stab the invigilator with the pencil in your hands.

They had two papers after lunch, Humanities and Japanese. Everyone was fine with having the Humanities and Japanese paper, they just weren't fine with the fact that the papers were one after another.

For the papers each, they had to write a total of 4 essays, as Humanities had Geography, Literature, and History. And it meant that 2 pens could be easily used up in a day.

Isuju left Karma and proceeded to the bookshop in the main building, quickly choosing a blue pen and paying for it.

"Oi! Where do you think you going when you haven't paid for that," Isuju heard a male voice from behind her.

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This is probably the worst and longest so far compared to the others. Or maybe chapter 15 was. And tHaT ENDING THOUGHHHHHH
WTF IT SUCKS SO BAD
THE ENDING
THE STUPID ENDING
I CANNOT WHY
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i need help

Idk ok my brain is killing me.