The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Ahem, I meant clothes, clothes!

Murder? That's illegal!

Furthermore, if handsome young men don't have special privileges, then what's the point of being a fujoshi (female fan of male-male romance)?

Of course, the so-called privilege is that one can be spared the death penalty, but as for the punishment...

Labor reform is good! Work hard and reform yourself properly!

Don't you, Simo, like driving black cars? Don't you like the thrill of roller coasters?

I'll strip you naked, sit beneath you, and whip you mercilessly! I'll discipline you cruelly! I'll torture you cruelly!

Let's see if you still dare to drive an unlicensed taxi! Let's see if you still dare to lie to people!

Countless girls began to fantasize about the scene of Mr. Seamus crawling at their feet, howling and begging for mercy. Hmm, that must be very beautiful and very exciting!

On the other hand, the boys, whose happiness came too suddenly, could only describe their excitement and elation as having escaped death.

In fact, it's not that no one has thought of "fighting fire with fire," and it's not that no one has thought of using the same methods to fight against those hateful, rotten girls!

But please don't forget: the nature of democratic decision-making!

In Ashford Academy's Year 1-F class, the gender ratio of boys to girls is a ridiculously low 1:1! Yet the total number of students is still 38!

This means that if Mr. Seamus sides with the girls, then even if the boys bring it up, it will only be a meaningless, desperate struggle!

If anyone brings it up, that person will be disliked, isolated, and ostracized by the girls! So why would any smart person say it?

The so-called "majority rule" principle seems to be the fairest principle in the world, but in reality, without premises and restrictions, it can become a means for the majority to use so-called legal rules to inflict violence on the minority!

Just like the question that Kirito from the Emiya family once asked Shirou:

If you had two ships carrying the rest of humanity, one with 300 people and the other with 200, and both ships were sinking, which one would you save?

Can such a matter be resolved through voting? Can it be resolved by majority rule? Shouldn't democracy be upheld?

Life itself is priceless and cannot be measured in numbers. Sometimes, so-called democracy is just a hypocritical fig leaf when it comes to interests, money, or even life.

By the same token, does the fact that a majority votes in favor mean that a minority should be required to make voluntary sacrifices? Is "involuntary" necessarily immoral, and does "involuntary" necessarily mean "forced to be voluntary"?

Previously, due to Mr. Seamus's defection, the boys were collectively trapped in the predicament of "a small boat with 200 people".

They can raise different opinions, and even resist. You should know that in the world, the fastest and most effective way to break a system is through violent revolution!

Once the so-called democratic system is overthrown, Class 1F will become their personal fiefdom.

However... Nevertheless...

That idiot Simo is on the other side!

So, is this the time to advocate for an eye for an eye? Is this the time to call on everyone to resist and overthrow the reactionary democratic government led by the feminist demon Kaname Chidori, with Serinuma as its spiritual leader, Ogigami as its lackey, and Simo as its male favorite?

Do they think they're not conspicuous enough? Or do they think they're not dying fast enough?

Chika Ogiue's paintbrush hasn't been put down yet! And Mr. Simon's spiked bomb is still nowhere to be found!

All of this is thanks to a certain traitorous, unscrupulous, shameless, and undignified person named Xi!

As for hoping for the existence of "individuals who betray their class," or hoping that some girls will sympathize with the boys' plight and not join in the corruption?

Damn it! Even Chidori, who claims to be a conscientious class monitor, has stood firm on her position. How can we expect other girls to maintain their integrity?

Wake up! Take a good look at the predatory eyes around you!

But just then!

Just when the boys were at their darkest and most desperate moment!

It's Mr. Seamus again!

It was him again! It was him who changed everything!

When Mr. Seamus brought up the proposal that no one dared to mention, the boys understood without any further explanation!

Mr. Seamus, that shameless Seamus has changed his stance again! The scales, which had been tilted, have regained their balance! And the weights on both sides have changed from 20:18 to 19:19 again!

Some individuals with high political acumen, keen intuition, and exceptional ability to adapt to changing circumstances, such as Kosaka, a die-hard sister-complex, bluntly pointed out: If Mr. Shimo hadn't used such a strategy of praising first and then criticizing to expose the sinister intentions of all the girls, some of those idiots who were good at internal strife but surrendered to external conflicts, or those fools who thought they could stand aside and watch others make a fool of themselves, might have even courted their doom in order to win the favor of certain girls!

(Can anyone confirm whether this guy isn't a plant that Mr. Seamus arranged beforehand?)

Therefore, many people with embarrassed expressions, such as Shinji, seemed quite eager to say: "That's not true! Absolutely not! I am absolutely loyal to the Party and the country!"

"Huh? Foundation?" Li Weizhong looked at Shinji suspiciously, which made the latter feel a chill run down his spine. Then, before Shinji could even process what was happening, Li Weizhong suddenly raised his hand and reported, "Simor, this guy is a traitor! A traitor who infiltrated our party!"

"You fatso! Don't talk nonsense! How am I a traitor?"

"Who's talking nonsense? There are so many words you could use, why don't you use 'great cause,' 'career,' or 'great undertaking,' but instead insist on using 'foundation'?" Li Weizhong looked at Matou Shinji with a sneer and continued, wanting everyone to see Matou Shinji's true colors: "The foundation of the party and the country? I think 'the foundation of the nation's downfall' is more like it! Don't you all agree?"

With a loud thud, Shinji Matou felt a rush of blood to his head, because he saw that many boys were looking at him with suspicion, including his best friend Emiya. This made Shinji want to tear that fat guy Li Weizhongren apart immediately!

"enough!"

Just as Matou Shinji was about to unleash his fury and unleash a "Hokuto Ame-on-the-Face Punch," a cold voice made Matou Shinji's raised hand stop in mid-air.

It's Mr. Seymour!

However, the real reason that made Matou stop was not because Mr. Simo spoke, but because Mr. Simo was not speaking to him, but to the fat man Levi.

"With a formidable enemy at our doorstep! Stop this infighting! Do you want to push our comrades to the enemy's side?"

Matou was overjoyed to see the fat man trembling and unable to speak under Mr. Simo's subtle but palpable killing intent: "As expected, Comrade Simo still has emotional intelligence and values ​​relationships. As a fellow member of the organization, he didn't choose to embarrass himself, but instead chose to punish this clown, Li Wei."

In reality, Shinji Matou did not know that the reason Mr. Simo let him go was not because of friendship, but simply because Mr. Simo disliked Li Weizhong.

[I'll teach you to stop updating! I'll teach you to go off-script! I'll teach you to play games! I'll teach you to leave this unfinished! Believe me, I'll make you undergo a personality change!]

Under Mr. Seamus's focused glare, Li Weizhong was practically sweating himself to exhaustion, his shivering as if he had Parkinson's.

Huh? You're asking what grudge Mr. Seamus holds against Livy?

Why hold a grudge against someone who abandons his work and leaves unfinished stories? Just kill him!

Do you remember what happened last night? Didn't Mr. Seamus get the student roster? The information recorded in that amalgamated edition was so comprehensive that even a prostitute would be ashamed.

Although they can't compare to pimps, they know everything about them. They know not only the home address, but also what serial numbers they bought today and how many volumes they used this week.

And so, a certain "eunuch" who was hunted down for stopping updates and had to flee from the Chinese Federation, hiding in the 11th District under an assumed name, was exposed to Mr. Ximo.

"The Retainers of Sister XXX's Household"? "Summoning XX"? "Special Envoy of XXX"? "The King of Fighters: XX Fighting"? "The Fat Magician"? "My Monster Girl (Censored)"? "12 Billion XX Maids (Censored)"?

Seeing those familiar names displayed on the screen, Mr. Seamus roared in fury, "Damn you old bastard! Give me back my coins and tips!"

If it weren't for the issues with Miss Chidori, the blue-haired twin-tailed girl, Class 1-F, and the Summoning War, Mr. Simo wouldn't have planned to deal with that fatso Levi so soon. But now he actually dares to disrupt the united front that Mr. Simo has worked so hard to build.

This is utterly incompetent! Why choose a dead end instead of the convenient and fast waterway? Why take the dry road and cause traffic jams? If we don't teach this clueless person a lesson, who will?

And this guy is actually a burly Northeastern man with unkempt feet, not a cute little girl! He's deceived countless netizens, countless perverts who want to raise a little girl, and especially the kind and innocent literary youth, Mr. Ximo. His crimes are compounded! Unforgivable!

However, in the end, Li Wei, the fatso, was not scared to death by Mr. Ximo.

After all, with the mountain of female fans of BL (Boys' Love) films looming overhead, and with a master painter like Ogi no Chika watching from the sidelines, even if Li Wei, the fatso, can't match others in speed and output, he can still be of some use when it comes to who is more vulgar, who has less morals, and whose jokes are more obscene, wet, and sophisticated.

"If all else fails, at least it's a voter base and a human shield!" Having once again successfully used poisonous methods to suppress internal conflicts among the masses, Mr. Ximo can finally represent the vast majority of male compatriots in democratic negotiations with the reactionary female corrupt group led by Chidori.

However, although this gender antagonism was entirely orchestrated and gradually created by Mr. Seamus, ...

"Chidori-kun, please don't stare at me like that, or I'll... get proud~" Mr. Ximo wanted to say "shy," but how could pushing his luck and being glib be as infuriating as shamelessness? Especially in front of a girl who actually liked him...

"You bastard! I really misjudged you!"

If you put a piece of iron in her mouth right now, it would definitely be bitten and crushed, right?

Looking at Chidori Kaname, whose eyes were red and whose teeth were clenched, Mr. Shimo felt a pang of guilt. He had to say what was coming next, even though he knew that after saying it, his goodwill towards Chidori would drop to negative points. He had to say it, because it was something he was both unwilling to accept and looking forward to.

"So, may we begin the democratic vote now, Chidori-kun?" (To be continued.) mz

110. The industry's cancer—is it turning into a deep wound?

Liar! Liar! Liar!

At such a young age, why did you have to learn such bad things, instead of learning to be a good person, you had to learn from those damned politicians and play dirty tricks! And one Saya wasn't enough! You even have to come along!

Chidori was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth to powder!

Below, Saya Takagi found herself sitting there perfectly fine when she was inexplicably glared at by her older sister, Chidori.

Although she quickly figured out the reason, Saya commented on Chidori-nee's behavior of taking her anger out on others after a little setback: Chidori-nee, this is a sign of your political immaturity, that's why you're so immature (you're still far from it)!

If you can't even lie, what kind of politician are you?

"Alright! Chidori-neechan, let me teach you how to... Hey! Watch me closely!"

Just as Takagi Saya was preparing to make a good impression, she was devastated to discover that her older sister, Chidori, had once again set her sights on some damn pretty boy!

Although it's quite obvious that Chidori's gaze towards the pretty boy wasn't one of infatuated longing but rather one of utter hostility, but, but!

My dear sister, don't fall for it! This is that scoundrel's scheme! It's a despicable trick of playing hard to get! Don't be easily ensnared by this old-fashioned "enemies-to-lovers" trope! My dear sister! Please look at me more closely!

However, Ms. Chidori on the podium did not hear Saya Takagi's lament. The sisters' unspoken understanding was blocked by a stinky wall called Mr. Shimo!

At this moment, Miss Chidori only wanted to tear Mr. Seamus's foul mouth apart! Then she would use her folding fan to teach him a lesson! To be an honest person!

But...but...

I am Japanese! A reserved Japanese! A Japanese with a glorious tradition of democracy spanning over a hundred years!

Starting in 1889, with the Meiji Restoration and the Constitution of the Empire of Japan, the Japanese have the earliest parliamentary politics in East Asia!

Parliament assault? Gas bomb thrown in parliament? Female MP riding on someone, assaulting them, and throwing weapons?

That's from Taiwan!

Yes! They're all from Taiwan! Pseudo-democracy! Non-citizens!

Masao Iwasato? He's not a purebred Japanese!

Although Ms. Chidori is also of mixed race, her other half of her blood comes from Holy Britannia, which has a stronger tradition of democratic deliberation!

Huh? You mean Brittany poisonous vegetables?

Didn't you see that Brittany has 100 senators, 435 members of the Chamber of Deputies, and 1.35 million eligible voters? How can this be considered toxic?

And even the prime minister is elected! You say Schneizel is an imperial prince? Pshaw! Who says royalty can't run for office?

This is true democracy!