The Exchange Program(an Assassination Classroom/Saiki K. crossover)

Episode 13

Saiki's pov

  Yare yare, here we go again.

  My eye twitched.

  Yare yare, two people visit PK for four months, and now I have to tell them both about my powers?

  How annoying. >:(

  I watched as Akabane studied his reflection. Thanks to my power "hypnosis", he is currently in the form of Mr. School spirit. Said student is a stone statue somewhere inside.

  I frowned.

  The reason I'm in this situation right now is because he stole my glasses. It was only right that he took responsibility.

  "...Dude, this is so creepy!" Akabane exclaimed in a deeper voice than usual.

  Yeah, I know. I opened one eye.

  I approached him as he cleared his throat.

  "Oi," I said.

  "*Cough*Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, a pack of pickled peppers Peter Piper-" he chanted.

  "OI,OI."

  I snapped my fingers irritatedly to get his attention.

  "What?"

  He stopped. I facepalmed.

  "Take this seriously. You are to act as Asano for the entire day. So, I want no funny business, and an overwhelming victory for the class, okay?" I warned sternly.

  He scratched his head.

  "I get the first part, but why an overwhelming victory?" He asked.

  "Simple. Because it's Asano." I replied, earning a sneer.

  "Heh~? Do I have to perform and suck up to people too~" The genius remarked sarcastically.

  "Yes, because you are Asano."

  Um...

  "His dad might come too, ne. Do I have to deal with that as well?"

  "Yes. You are Asano."

  I'm sensing a pattern here...

  He threw up his hands in exclamation.

  "Well, I think Asano SUCKS!"

  Yeah, me too.

  I released some black aura and cracked my knuckles.

  "Remember whose fault it was that we got ourselves in this situation?" I reminded angrily.

  "Fine, fine..."

  I put down my fists.

  Good. :)

  "...But I can't promise that I can mimic him perfectly! If something bad happens, you gotta back me up, Saiki," he argued.

  I lifted the statue using psychokinesis.

  "Of course I will."

  Who does he think I am? I, too, bear about 2 percent responsibility for this.

  I turned my gaze to the statue.

  Now, what to do with this?

  My companion's eyes lit up.