The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

You brat! You did that on purpose, didn't you!

"Ahem, store manager, since the sale has already been completed, we won't trouble you any further," Theristina politely declined.

Sadao Maou really wanted to say that it wasn't troublesome at all, since he would never find it troublesome no matter how much performance he had, but didn't he see that the married woman was unhappy?

And Simo didn't continue to pester her like a spoiled child. After all, he wasn't really a spoiled child; making that scheming woman feel awkward was enough. (How dare he talk about others like that?)

So, Simo, who was full and satisfied, Theristina, who was also full but painfully holding a large stack of discount coupons (the manager said: Welcome to come again next time), and a certain sissy who was full but whose curiosity had not been satisfied walked out of the restaurant.

"Hey? Why are you still following us? Are you planning to have dinner with us too?" Ximo looked at the person next to him with a displeased expression.

Upon hearing this, Misaka Mikoto blushed instantly and stammered, "Y-your name?"

"what?"

Seeing the puzzled look on the other person's face, and recalling the teachings of her older sister Theris, Misaka Mikoto steeled herself, grabbed Seamus, and asked, "So! Tell me your name!"

"Why should I... Ah!" Ximo was about to retort when he was hit on the head.

He glared back at the female researcher and recalled the pseudonym he had been given just an hour earlier.

Huh? What was that again?

His eyes rolled upwards.

“Samuel, Samuel Sato Irving!” Seamus said impatiently. “Are you satisfied now?”

He was completely unaware that a cold glint flashed in Theristina's eyes behind him.

227. Just because you have no principles doesn't mean everyone else does too. Isn't that a pathetic kind of life?

塞？

How do you read the rest?

Saimiaoer?

I always felt that it would be embarrassing to read it aloud.

In fact, if someone had told Mikkelsen that Samuel's nickname was Sam, she probably wouldn't be in such an awkward situation. Because isn't that the nickname for America's "daddy"?

But as for "Samuel," well...

Although 12-year-old Misaka Mikoto didn't learn English from a PE teacher and had excellent grades at school, her spoken English is a perpetual pain point for all Japanese people.

Japanese has only 5 vowels, all of the same length, which is why Japanese people often find it difficult to cope with English, which has many vowels.

So, try having someone who's only studied elementary English for a few years have a conversation with a native Londoner who's a seasoned English speaker (please understand this as a British old hand)!

(Misaka Mikoto: "How rude of me! I'll be a middle school student after spring break!")

But that's okay. The biggest advantage of foreigners is that they have middle names. If they can't pronounce their first name, they have a second, a third...

"Anyway, they're all names, so it doesn't matter which one you call them, right?"

Thinking this through, Mikoto let go of his hand and took a few steps back, pretending to be completely unfazed. She then launched into a stern lecture: "Ahem, Sato, right? I'll remember! Remember to listen to Teresa-neechan from now on~ Don't cause trouble for others, and don't..."

If you eat other people's food, then you must do other people's work to the end!

Despite knowing they're about to part ways, the principled Misaka Mikoto still makes sure to complete the task assigned to her by her older sister, Therese.

As for feeling like you're acting like a big sister, or that disciplining a little brother feels great...

Haha, no~ no~ How could an honest and kind person like me have such thoughts?

However......

"Hmph! What are you trying to prove, you kid who didn't even finish elementary school? You think you can lecture me? Go home and practice your spoken English first, okay?"

Impatient Simo muttered dismissively, and then he was hit.

Turning back angrily to glare at the meal ticket, Tyrese gripped her wrist and told Seamus that she had "bleed" a lot today, so she wasn't in a good mood. If he wanted to freeload again, he'd better behave himself!

This scene, of course, did not escape Mikoto's notice: "Thales! How could you just hit him like that? Uh, Sato is still growing up. What if he gets brain damage from that?"

"Huh? Me?"

Teresa's eyes widened as she pointed at herself in disbelief.

According to her view: for some people in this world, especially unruly commoners like Simo who "don't submit to the king's rule," shouldn't being "beaten" be inherently just? Shouldn't it be a cause for celebration, something to be ridiculed and then loudly proclaimed as a cause for universal rejoicing?

Why are you criticizing me instead, Misaka Sisters!

However, the serious-looking Mikoto seems to have become addicted to lecturing. Despite her young age, she is precocious and shows no mercy when she scolds adults.

This not only made Teresa feel a little embarrassed, but also made Mr. Seamus, who was watching from the side, cheer with delight.

"Huh? So this is what my expression looked like when I was being scolded before?"

Now, just by looking at Therese's expression, Seamus can easily imagine how sour he must have looked when he was lectured by that sissy.

But why is it that instead of feeling a sense of shared sorrow or empathy, he now feels a faint urge to laugh? Indeed, a change of perspective can change one's feelings.

Given such a golden opportunity, it would be impossible for the daredevil Simo not to show off... right?

He quietly tugged at Theristina's hand, and she glared at him with a dark expression: "What?"

And how did Simo answer?

He chuckled and said, "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the cycle of karma is inevitable. If you don't believe me, look up and see who Heaven has ever spared!"

Who can escape the wrath of Heaven?

Who will be spared!

who!

. . .

"...Anyway, even in education, hitting someone on the head is wrong! Hmm~ Today...wait, where is everyone?"

Just as Mikoto was about to give her concluding remarks, she was surprised to find that, in the blink of an eye, her student had disappeared? Then, looking around, Mikoto realized that all her previous hard work had been in vain!

With a leap using the car's hood as leverage, Theristina chased after him, but Simon, taking advantage of his small stature, nimbly slipped under the chassis to the other side.

"Thales! What are you doing!"

It wasn't a question, but astonishment. It wasn't an interrogation, but anger.

But the researcher, busy hunting down Seamus, didn't have the time to stop and explain to her.

"Sorry, Mikoto! I'll listen to you after I've spanked this brat's ass!"

Furious, Misaka Mikoto stomped her feet and tried to shift her focus: "Hey... Sato! What did you do now?"

But Simon, busy evading the researcher's pursuit, didn't have the time in London to stop and explain to her.

"Why did you immediately suspect that I was wrong? What about trust between people? Don't you think this kind of preconceived judgment is excessive and hurtful?"

"Huh? Is there a problem with doubting someone like you?"

The Curse of Theristina: Guys like Seamus with negative social credit will never have a credit card with zero credit score in their lifetime!

But chasing like this isn't a solution...

Gradually, my stamina started to decline, even though I could run very fast before I was 12 years old...

"If you're so capable, stop and explain yourself! Let Mikoto be the judge and see if she believes me or you!" Panting, Teresa decided to rely on Mikoto's impartial "judicial" power to try this troublemaker.

But how could Simo possibly allow a 2-on-1 situation to happen?

On one side is a wealthy and well-connected older sister who can even use her ample bosom to seduce someone if necessary; on the other side is himself, penniless and antagonistic, who can only engage in shady deals if necessary (although Simo swears he would never sell himself). Which side will the effeminate man side with?

Is that even a question?

But how could Simo obediently surrender? What was that advanced "public intellectual experience" all about?

When the judiciary is found to be in a disadvantageous position, the key to turning defeat into victory is to guide public opinion to question the judge's professional ethics!

"Stop? Let this guy, whom you've fed with money, judge you, and then you deal with him? Don't be ridiculous!"

Can judges who have been fed by capitalists truly speak of fairness? What will be the outcome of a trial conducted by such a judge? Is such a judgment capitalist or socialist? Money-driven or communist?

I have serious doubts!

So, poor Mr. Seamus, a member of the proletariat, dares to openly question the sissy. What right does this guy, who even eats the "handouts" of Theristina flavor, have to talk about justice?

Do you think Simo hasn't heard the saying "He who eats another's food is bound to do so"?

But this attitude and this suspicion completely enraged Mikoto: "Just because you yourself are an untrustworthy and unprincipled person, do you think everyone else is just as untrustworthy and unprincipled as you? Don't you think your life is pathetic?"

Suddenly, everything around fell silent, and angry questions echoed throughout the parking lot, as if reverberating in the sky.

Simo, who was originally lively and slippery like an eel, gradually stopped walking after hearing Mikoto's words.

"Not running anymore?" X2

Misaka Mikoto looked with delight at Simo, who had turned around to face her.

That face that seemed to say "I'll trust you this once" still looked as annoying as ever, but the feeling of being trusted made Mikoto feel really good.

only...

"Heaven will punish you!"

Teresia, who had finally caught up, raised her hand and chopped down hard. "Well done, Mikoto! You were a great help!"

"..."

Seeing Seamus fall to the ground with a thud, the contemptuous look in his eyes, and Teresa riding on him with a deranged expression, Misaka Mikoto took a deep breath:

"Thales! You idiot!"

With a roar from Misaka Mikoto, a violent current suddenly erupted from her body, instantly striking Seamus and Tyrese!

Why me too?

Before losing consciousness, Simo struggled to shout, "Big liar!"

"Wait, no! That's not true!"

--Postscript Divider--

"Our student Misaka Mikoto was originally only a Level 1 Level 5 esper. However, with the care and support of our teachers and students, and through considerable effort, she became a Level 5 esper at the age of 12." -- Excerpt from "Introduction of Outstanding Students at Tokiwadai Middle School (Border Ad: Do you want your child to become the next Level 5? Let her come to Tokiwadai!)"