Mysterious Transferee (Assassination Classroom Reader-Insert)

The next morning, the students are listening to their English teacher as she gives an example of a conversation. "Oh... sexy guy. It's a miracle." Bitch-sensei said, a bit sensually. "What? Really." Her tone turns a bit surprised.

"Everyday chit-chat is actually simple. I'm sure you all know that one person whose conversations mostly consists of 'maji bad' or 'maji good.' 'Maji' here can be expressed with the old standby 'really.' Kimura, try it." She looks at the said student.

"R-le-alry." Kimura is having a difficulty in saying it, mixing up his l and r pronunciation.

Bitch-sensei crosses her two index fingers in front of her. "Wrong, your L's and R's are a mess. The pronunciation of L and R doesn't go well with Japanese people. I understand what you say, but it still feels wrong." She puts her left hand on her hips as the other hand makes some movements.

"Don't run from your incompatibilities, master them! I'll check your pronunciation regularly starting today and if you screw up your L's and R's.. I'll punish you with a French kiss in public." She looks back at the students.

'Thank goodness I'm good at L's and R's.' Y/N shudders while thinking of the punishment.

The class already ended. Bitch-sensei sits in front of Karasuma-sensei in the staff office. "Teaching is such a pain." She complains making Karasuma-sensei look at her.

"The students are starting to like you."

"Should I be proud of that? I'm an assassin! I'm stuck here while I try to kill that octopus! And speaking of that octopus...he's elegantly sipping a tea while staring at my boobs." She angrily points at Koro-sensei who is right beside her. 

"Lessons drawn from real-life experience. How wonderful!"

"Shut up!" Bitch-sensei pulls a knife behind her skirt and attacks him, but Koro-sensei avoided it easily without spilling his tea.

"Calm down." Karasuma-sensei stands up.

"I won't stand for this." She throws the knife behind her as she walks towards the door. She stands in the hallway while thinking. 'I don't have to stay here like this. But how can I kill that...' A wire strangles her from nowhere, lifting her up as her feet dangles a bit in the air. Luckily, her fingers stop it from reaching her neck.

'A snare trap? Why?!' She kicks her feet, making her sandals fall on the floor.

"What a surprise, Irina. Seeing you play with those children... It was like a setup for a comedy sketch." A man said in Serbian. He has short black hair and brown eyes with deep, ridged black eye line circling it, wearing an unbuttoned white shirt over a black turtleneck top doubled with a black blazer, suit trousers that crease at the ankles and matching black shoes and black gloves. He wears a gray trench coat over the top of his clothes.

"Sir!" She's surprised by his visit.

"What are you doing? That's not very ladylike." Karasuma-sensei goes out from the Staff Office after he heard the commotion outside and is now pointing his left index finger downwards, moving it in an up and down motion, as he says this in English for the foreign man to understand. 

"Don't worry. She knows how to free herself." The man still said in Serbian as he cuts the rope connecting to the snare trap making Bitch-sensei fall to the ground with a loud thud.

"Hey, who are you?" Karasuma-sensei asks in English. "Do you even understand what I'm saying?"

"Japanese is fine. I assure you, I'm not suspicious. What if I said I'm the one working with your government to bring in Irina Jelavich?" The man tells him in Japanese.