「The code is clear: trust no one. But what if that's a lie?」
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? ???????? [surname] [name], a hot-headed and highly skilled assassin, reluctantly joins Class 3-E under government orders to eliminate the...
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"Well, looks like I found the right place," she said, her tone cool yet teasing, as though throwing a knife and hitting a near-perfect target was an everyday occurrence.
Karasuma straightened slightly, folding his arms. "Careful next time," though his tone lacked the usual sharpness. "You're lucky you didn't hit me."
The girl shrugged nonchalantly, lowering her hand. "Trust me. If I wanted to hit you, I would've."
Karma let out a low whistle, his signature smirk creeping onto his face. "Now that's one hell of an entrance."
Koro-sensei, still recovering from his initial shock, suddenly straightened and cleared his throat. "Ah... such, uh, spirit and precision! I must say, you've manage to caught my attention!" His tentacles twitched faintly, though his usual grin began to return, albeit shakily.
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Karasuma gestured toward the class. "Everyone, this is [name]. She'll be joining us today. Treat her like any other classmate. And don't forget why you're all here." he added firmly.
[name], ignoring the whispers and gawking stares of her new classmates, walked straight to the front of the room where Koro-sensei stood. Without hesitation, she extended her hand, her gaze steady and unwavering. "Nice to finally meet you, Koro-sensei," she said, her tone cool and polite, though her eyes carried a sharper intent.
Koro-sensei's yellow face lit up with amusement, his tentacles twitching slightly as he let out a hearty laugh. "Nyufufu! What a bold and refreshing approach!" he exclaimed as he reached out to shake her hand. But instead of clasping her hand, Koro-sensei grabbed her wrist and gently pried open her palm.
Everyone leaned forward in curiosity, and a collective gasp filled the room as Koro-sensei revealed strips of cut-up anti-sensei knives concealed in her hand.
"My, my!" Koro-sensei said with a delighted tone, his eyes glinting mischievously. "How clever of you to hide these. Reminds me of Karma-kun's first attempt!"
[name]'s eye twitched in annoyance as she snatched her hand back, clearly irritated by how easily Koro-sensei had uncovered her trich. "Tch," she muttered under her breath, her fingers curling into a fist.
Before she could take a step, Koro-sensei casually placed one of his tentacles on her shoulder. The class froze, expecting some kind of reprimand, but instead, a loud pop echoed through the room as the tentacle burst in contact. Yellow slimey sprayed onto the floor, and Koro-sensei quickly pulled back, letting out a surprised chuckle.
