The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Although I agreed to the perverted sister-complex's request, I'm not going to let this matter go. Don't think you can take advantage of me so easily!

No sooner had the perverted siscon left than an edited video and a censored version of Kosaka's Crime Files were sent to the siscon's phone.

The content, of course, was the secret conversation between the perverted siscon and me.

However, in my editing, it became a story of a perverted siscon coercing and enticed me to frame my boss.

Then, after half a minute, I started counting down: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6

手机响了

Looks like this siscon is in a hurry. I happily pressed the call button.

Sure enough, a furious, brotherly voice came from the other end of the line: "You! You eat my food, drink my water, and you're doing this behind my back!"

"Hey! We may be close, but don't talk like I'm some kind of mistress. I use my own food, drink, and belongings. Be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation!"

Also, if I had truly betrayed you, I wouldn't have sent you the video.

6. Besides money, noble people must have other pursuits.

Of course I wouldn't send the video to that siscon for no reason. As the saying goes, officials have two mouths, and they eat from their superiors and their subordinates. Although I'm not a male idiot, I'm not allowed to emulate the virtuous.

You mean the 2500 million yuan you just mentioned?

Huh? That was given by a perverted siscon, what does it have to do with a dead siscon?

Although both are siscon (brother complex), does that mean that if the perverted siscon is given something, the dead siscon is exempt from receiving one?

Yes, I did get paid, but I also promised the perverted siscon I would impeach him.

But does the perverted siscon have a rule that I can't sell information to the dead siscon?

No, right?

Tell me: Which clause in the contract I signed with the perverted siscon stipulates that I cannot send messages to the dead siscon?

I believe there is no one in this world who upholds the spirit of contracts more than I do.

Honestly, sometimes I think I'm really damn clever!

But if you think I'm asking my siscon for money again, you're sorely mistaken!

I am a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who has transcended vulgar interests.

Why would I always have a problem with money?

Unfortunately, people in this world always have all sorts of misunderstandings about me. For example, there's that reader who thinks all I do is throw explosives? Magic? What's that? It sounds so familiar... *Stop! Stop!* #And then there's this damn siscon in front of me who thinks I only care about money.

"Tell me, how much do you want this time?" The sister-obsessed guy on the other end of the phone had an expression that said he knew I was going to ask for money.

I seem to have forgotten to mention that, thanks to the technology of mercury alloys, our mobile phones are specially made, not only fireproof, theftproof, and eavesdropping-proof, but also capable of multiple functions such as 3D stereoscopic imaging during calls.

In other words, if couples in long-distance relationships use our phones, they no longer need to worry about their neighbors coming to help.

So, I could clearly see the expression on Kosaka's sister complex face, and the way she casually pulled out her checkbook.

Ugh, honestly, I already told you I don't want money, but you're being so cooperative. I didn't want money in the first place, but you've made me want it now.

"I heard that a male celebrity's wife cheated on him with his agent and he can get 5000 million in the divorce settlement. I don't want that much. Just take one zero off and give me 500 billion."

I was just kidding; I know that Kosaka's sister complex wouldn't come up with that much cash. What I really wanted to ask was: that Nagisa Shiota and I go to the same high school!

Yes, you read that right, everything I did was for the little angel, Shiota.

Do you remember the task that amalgam gave me in the first half of the year?

Let me get into Ashford College next year so I can get close to a girl named Nanali who is suspected of being a whisperer.

I looked it up, and Ashford College seems to be a prestigious school in Brittany. Although it is said that the school has a very open atmosphere, there is still some xenophobia involved.

For example, there are no numberers, no honorary Britannians in that school; it seems that the school only admits Britannians.

With my appearance, I could easily pass for a purebred Britannian and get into school, but not with the typical Japanese features of Shiota.

This is something that really bothers me. The thought of parting ways with my little angel, Shiota, after graduating from junior high school makes my heart feel like it's being torn in half.

How could I let you leave my side like this! How could I!

So I've been trying to figure out a way to keep Nagisa Shiota by my side after she goes to high school. Then I realized that although my own abilities are limited, I am an organized person.

Organizations are meant to be used without hesitation when needed, and discarded like trash when necessary.

Otherwise, why would I add mercury amalgam?

So I've always wanted to find an opportunity to blackmail Kousaka's sister complex.

As for why I didn't make a deal with Leonard by offering Nagisa Shiota's admission to university as a condition?

Please, I have dirt on Kousaka's sister complex, but I don't have dirt on Leonard.

If Kousaka's sister complex finds out that I'm interested in Shiota, it doesn't matter. At most, it just means we both have something on each other.

But if Leonard finds out about the little angel Shiota and then turns around and blackmails me, wouldn't that be too much of a contradiction?

So, for this matter, I can only turn to Kousaka's sister complex, since I have so much dirt on him about his sister Kirino.

So this audit storm orchestrated by Leonard really came at the perfect time; it was like a pillow for someone who was sleepy.

Not only did it allow me to earn some extra money, but it also helped solve the school admission problem for my little angel from Chaotian.

Ah, Mrs. Shiota will thank me, won't she? I got her son into a prestigious school in Brittany!

However, you can't talk about this kind of thing directly with a siscon. After all, bargaining is a skill, and I, who just learned my lesson from a perverted siscon, wholeheartedly agree with that.

It would be a huge loss to reveal your bottom line from the beginning, so I quoted a price of 500 billion.

Didn't Kousaka, the sister complex, think I wanted money?

Okay, I'll start by offering a price that a die-hard siscon can't possibly afford, to make him angry, furious, and agitated.

Then, when I reveal what I truly want, do you think the siscon will experience a psychological letdown? Will he be shocked? Will he instantly feel like he's flown from hell to heaven?

See, I really am a good person. I actually let that siscon experience heavenly pleasure for free.

Honestly, I usually tore the people around me to pieces and sent them to hell.

It's actually not difficult. Just buy some daily necessities and fertilizer, and then it's done with a "beep".

See how simple it is?

So I happily waited for my sister-obsessed brother to refute me, even shouting things like, "Holy crap, why don't you just rob someone? 500 billion? You think it's 500 yuan? Do you think my family owns a bank?" Such cheesy lines.

I, on the other hand, calmly made a few sarcastic remarks: "Although your family doesn't own a bank, how many times has Amalgam robbed banks?" or something like that.

After some haggling with my sister-obsessed brother, I said, "If you can get Nagisa Shiota into Ashford School, I'll pay you nothing."

Haha, the scriptwriter has already come up with it!

Alright, you siscon, let's get started!

I watched the video of the siscon on the other end of the line with smug satisfaction, and then I was surprised to find that the siscon actually wrote a few strokes in his notebook without thinking.

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

You actually wrote a check?

Why aren't you following the script?

Could it be that this old guy is actually rich?

However, at the last moment, the sister-obsessed guy finally came to his senses and realized something was wrong: "Holy crap, you call this missing a zero? Why don't you just rob someone? 500 billion? You think it's 500 yuan? Do you think I own a bank?"

Damn, this natural-born blockhead!

My heart almost jumped out of my chest just now.

7. The other party has not yet made a statement.

For a fleeting moment, I couldn't help but wonder: was Kosaka's signing of the ticket just now an unconscious, instinctive reaction, or did he genuinely not realize it at that moment?

If it was just a momentary lapse in judgment, that's one thing; it just proves that Kousaka's sister complex doesn't actually have that much money. But if it was a subconscious, instinctive reaction...

I feel it's necessary to reassess and re-evaluate the financial situation of Kousaka's sister complex.

How can a mere Kousaka siscon have so much money? Let me represent the people and redistribute social wealth to you.

This is a capitalist system where one percent of the population controls eighty percent of the country's crimes. We can't let one person, a die-hard sister-complex, bear the burden.

The saying goes, "Share the good times and the bad." So, let me, your brother, share some of the burden of this hateful evil.

You're welcome. Please call me N.nrn.nr, the Federal Taxation Bureau of the Republic of China.

Of course, things like the redistribution of social wealth can be done gradually in the future; I have more important things to do now.

As I said before, I am a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, and a person who has transcended vulgar interests.

Although he insulted me because he's a sister complex guy: he actually thought he could settle things with money!

However, for the sake of my noble goal, I can temporarily put aside the matter of the 500 billion. For the sake of my little angel, I have decided to temporarily let go of the matter with him.

Look how pure I am.

However, after I spent a long time bargaining and made the request that "I don't need the money, but you must arrange for Shiota to go to Ashford with me," for some reason, the way Kosaka's sister complex looked at me changed.

If it were a typical scenario, Kosaka's sister complex would probably yell at this point: "I never thought you were this kind of person! You perverted gay man!"

Sure enough, Kosaka, the sister-complex, shouted: "You gay bastard! Tell me! Are you... a traitor sent to infiltrate our army?!"

eh?

You're such a siscon, there's something wrong with your logic.

When did I admit I was gay? Why does being gay necessarily mean being sent by...? Does your worldview divide the world in two, with one half being siscon and the other half being gay?

My complaints were completely ignored by Kosaka, who is a siscon. In his words, "Who in the organization would believe the words of just a gay guy?"

Oh dear, it wasn't until that day that I realized there are no human rights or social credit for gay people in organizations. But then again, I'm not gay, am I?

At this moment, Kosaka, the sister-complex, smiled smugly and took out the conversation he had secretly recorded between the two of us.

Okay, I get it. This is the benefit of bureaucracy: if they say you are, you are; if they say you aren't, you aren't; you're not even if you are.

Seeing that I remained silent, the brother who was obsessed with his sister started to blackmail me, even threatening, "You'd better send me the dirt on Leonard right now, and I might put in a good word for you, you gay traitor, within the organization so you don't die such a horrible death. Maybe you can even redeem yourself and save your life."