The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Nagisa Shiota jolted and pushed Seymour away, his mind racing with panic: How much has this guy overheard? Does he already know we're here in Ashford to learn from him?

It's obvious that Shiota-chan didn't think about it in another way.

Rival, realizing something else, hurriedly stood up, his mind racing: after leaving the student council, he saw the two of them walking towards a sparsely populated area, assuming they had some kind of secret, but he never imagined they were in this kind of relationship! But now, wouldn't President Mireille be safe?

As for Mr. Simon, whose good time had been interrupted, his face was so dark it could have dripped ink: I never expected that the clay I had prepared in advance would have to be used so soon!

Seemingly noticing Mr. Seamus's murderous glare, or perhaps because he was eager to reveal this explosive news to President Mireille, Rival stood up awkwardly.

"Sorry to bother you, please continue~~~~~~~~~~~~"

As Rival spoke, he ran wildly toward the student council, while Simo's expression changed several times.

"Did he hear that?" Nagisa Shiota nudged Simo silently, looking at him with a worried expression.

Simo paused for a moment, thinking: So what if I heard it? No, I should say, it's good that I heard it!

He had deliberately whispered those words about the restoration of Yamato into Shiota's ear, so what Rival heard at most was the little angel's "deeply affectionate confession" to him later.

If that's the case, and with that big mouth of a Livale cheering it on... ...

As the saying goes, a lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth. Originally, the little angel, Shiota, was somewhat resistant to infrastructure projects. But what if she faced public pressure?

As the saying goes, cuteness is justice!

Two bald, muscular men together is disgusting, but someone like me and Shioda-chan is a godsend for fujoshi and a savior for otaku. Who wouldn't support us?

At that time, I'll secretly fan the flames while openly showing care and love to the little angel?

Something big is on the horizon, the wedding is just around the corner!

It seems that this kid named Rival has done a great job in helping Mr. Seamus open up his mind!

Since that's the case, considering his past contributions to the party and the country, Mr. Simo will let it go and even shed some blood for him. You see, Mr. Simo originally intended for Rival to "die for his country" directly.

Hmm, I'll go back and flip through Kurovice's booklet to see if he has any hobbies or anything like that.

At that moment, Rival, who had just set an Olympic sprint record, had no idea what hardships he and his car would endure in the coming months.

"President! President!! President Millie!!! President Millie!!!!"

Rival rushed open the door to the student council president's office, but instead of being greeted by Mirei's curious gaze, he was met with a file box hurled at him in anger! The heavy box, weighing several kilograms, slammed right onto Rival's nose!

"I'm not dead yet! Who are you reporting my death to?!"

Mirei, who was having a sweet dream but was disturbed, attacked with great resentment. Her attack was indeed extraordinary. Although the nose was the first point of contact, Rival felt that his neck was the most seriously injured.

It's about to break!

"Uh, Chairman, big news!" Rival said in a deep voice.

Mireille raised an eyebrow, signaling Rival to continue. Rival then vividly recounted how he had overheard his classmates' conversation and how he had coincidentally witnessed Simo and Shiota's secret.

Then, she glanced at Mirei cautiously, and sure enough, the president's face turned red, then white, and then blue in the blink of an eye.

Just when Rival thought Mireille was about to explode, he was shocked and opened his mouth wide.

Rival could hardly believe his eyes. What was he seeing?

21. Don't always try to make a big splash; making money quietly is the best approach.

Ashford Academy has an unwritten rule that unless you are a relevant person or absolutely necessary, you should try your best to avoid approaching the student council office building.

Because you can't predict what kind of bizarre idea the student council president will come up with next, which will startle you.

Although the student council president's ingenious ideas usually involve everyone in the academy, staying a distance at least gives you time to prepare (your own coffin), while getting too close leaves you with no time to even react.

Only true heroes dare to challenge the academy's taboos and dare Mirei to face the Great Demon King's oppressive aura.

Although Rival Cadmond lacked natural talent and was not destined to become a hero, he was empowered by a kind of magic that caused blindness, and through his own efforts, he became one of the few people in the academy who dared to enter.

Even so, even though the physical distance had been shortened, poor Rival still could not get close to his goddess in spirit.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

The arrogant and unrestrained laughter echoed throughout the entire building, causing passing students to quicken their pace upon hearing it. The culprit, Mirei, was clutching her stomach, so excited she was almost lying face down on the table.

Rival could only watch all of this with utter bewilderment.

When President Mirei heard that the boy she liked actually liked infrastructure projects, she was not angry at all; instead, she laughed.

[What's wrong with this world? I understand it less and less.] Rivard lamented for his too much.

Finally realizing her lapse in composure, President Mireille's laughter abruptly stopped. Rival stepped forward, intending to say a few more words to Mireille. However, to her surprise, Mireille said, "Alright, Rival, go out. I still have some work to take care of. Thank you for the news, but don't always try to create a big news story."

Rival was struck dumb, frozen in place. "President, your change of expression is too fast!"

It took Rival a moment to come to his senses. He said "Yes" and turned to leave dejectedly. But just as he was about to open the door, Mirei's words drifted over quietly: "Keep an eye on things for me. If anything happens, just tell me quietly. Don't be like those bastards at the news agency who talk about everything as if they want everyone to know. But if you can take a picture of them, that would be really helpful."

"Yes," Rival replied hastily after hearing this, but he noticed that Mirei had already lowered her head to look at the club's report documents.

After waiting a while and confirming that Mireille had no further instructions, Rival quietly left.

After emerging from the room, Rival breathed a sigh of relief, but then became puzzled again. What did President Mireille mean by this? If she was angry, why was she laughing?

Was she laughing in anger? But her expression doesn't seem right. Millie clearly looks genuinely happy.

Rival couldn't understand it, and couldn't figure it out. So he left, lost in thought and confused.

Once Mirei was sure Rival had left, her suppressed smile finally broke into a smile again, but this time she covered her mouth so no one could hear.

"Your soul is fluctuating violently."

"Has something good happened?"

Two more silent thoughts arrived, but unlike the previous hoarse and rough male voice, they were a girl and a man, respectively.

The girl's voice was calm and even, without any inflection or emotional fluctuation. The man's voice, though also somewhat rugged, possessed an unparalleled air of dominance.

“Ah, that witch has messed things up again,” Mirei replied happily.

"Oh? You must have seen my lord today, right? Did you discover something again?" The man seemed very interested, and although the girl didn't speak, Mirei could clearly sense that the other was also paying attention, given their years of sisterhood.

"Yes, as planned, I have approached my lord today..."

The silent conspiracy continues, but Simo and Shiota are completely unaware of it.

With Simo's reassuring pat on the chest, Nagisa Shiota seemed less worried about what had just happened, though of course, that "not worried" was very likely just an appearance.

From his expressionless face, it was clear that Shiota Nagisa understood that even if Rival's matter was resolved, it wouldn't change the fact that Simo had drawn everyone's attention and diverted all hatred in order to protect himself.

Not to mention whether their goal—the ideal of studying for the independence of Yamato—can actually be achieved.

For example, the first step of the plan is to "learn" from Brittany, but Knightmare's techniques are not something that can be learned just by wanting to learn them. What if he and Simo get the materials but can't understand them and can't learn them?

If Shimo knew that this was what Nagisa Shiota was thinking, he would laugh himself to death.

Just as Mireille wouldn't tell Rival about her inhuman nature, Simo wouldn't tell Nagisa Shiota that her purpose in entering the school wasn't to learn from others.

In fact, even if Brittany placed the most advanced mech data she had developed in front of Simon, he wouldn't even glance at it.

Is Lancelot's mech, which can't even go up to the sky, really that awesome?

At least it can enter space like a regular Gundam, and then it can serve as a shoe-carrying servant for Lord Seimu.

Dr. Lloyd Asprinde, the head of the Imperial Special Missions Guiding Technology Department, may be considered the smartest ordinary person in the world, and even rivals the Whisperers with their advanced technology in certain professional fields. However, let's not forget that there is more than one Whisperer in Amalgam, while Brittany only has Dr. Lloyd.

Thinking of this, Simo couldn't help but think of a guy who was in Brittany but whose heart was in Amalgam, that's right, Governor Clovis of District 11, also known as: Camelot, the whisperer that Mr. Simo habitually called "Dr. Tobita" or "Dr. Ryuji".

If this prince, who clearly has the fifth right of succession to the throne, had wholeheartedly served the Empire, his life in Area 11 would probably not be as carefree as it is now.

However, it is precisely because of this that Mr. Seamus increasingly lamented the unpredictability of life and the distortion and ugliness of human nature.

Huh? Why are we talking about human nature?

Of course, it was only after meeting Clovis that Mr. Seamus realized that this guy was a complete freak!

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22. On the Necessity of Strengthening the Legal Framework for Sister Complex

Mr. Seamus sometimes wondered if being "born a monster" was a prerequisite for entering the amalgam industry.

Kyosuke Kousaka (a siscon), Leonard Testarossa (a perverted siscon), Chloe La Britannia (a governor siscon), and a large group of collaborators within the organization, including Haruka Kasugano, Shusuke Takanashi, Ryo Oizumi, Kohei Akagi, Junichi Nagase, Kanba Takakura, Akito Himekoji, Ryuji Kakaiin, Yuzuru Otonashi, Keigo Hashi, Shinji Matou, Akira Amemiya, Tatsuya Shiba, Shido Itsuka, Asuka Shin, Makoto Niwa, Motoharu Tsuchimikado, Koyomi Araragi, and many more.

“It’s not without reason that these perverts have gathered together because of their perversions,” Mr. Seamus said.

However, it is clear that Mr. Seamus did not include himself or the female members of the organization when he said this.

The most important reason why female members are able to join an organization is because they are the primary social connections of the male members.

Note that this refers to primary social relationships. Many people might assume their sister is their immediate family, but Mr. Seamus wants to tell them no, really no.

According to the provisions of the General Principles of Civil Law and the Economic Law, lineal relatives refer to relatives who have a direct blood relationship with each other, including both blood relatives from whom one derives and blood relatives derived from one. Blood relatives from whom one derives are the blood relatives who gave birth to one, such as parents, grandparents, maternal grandparents, etc.; blood relatives derived from one are the descendants one gave birth to, such as children, grandchildren, maternal grandchildren, etc.

In addition, it also includes legally established lineal relatives, such as adoptive parents and adopted children, adoptive grandparents and adopted grandchildren, and stepparents and stepchildren with a foster relationship.

However, the younger sister, the most important younger sister of the male member of the amalgamation family, is not listed as a direct blood relative, but rather as a primary social relationship.

Why does Mr. Seamus know so much? Why is he able to recount everything so clearly?

This is because at a recent internal seminar on amalgam, someone made a series of eye-catching remarks, and that person was none other than Kulovis.

Although, to Mr. Simo, who hated meetings, this meeting was just another time-wasting, empty, and tedious online political exercise by a bunch of bureaucratic bloopers who did nothing.

However, apart from Mr. Seamus, the other attendees gave Kulovis's report extremely high praise. Just how high did they praise it?

It is said that after the meeting, apart from Mr. Seamus, who had refused at the time, and Governor Clovis, who was not free to go out, everyone else spontaneously gathered together for a night of revelry.

It should be noted that no women within the Amalgam organization were not notified to attend that meeting, and all male members were required to log on on time.

You should know that Mr. Seamus was quite surprised when he first received the notice. It wasn't because the notice specifically required the male members attending the meeting to keep the women in the organization strictly confidential, but because he was surprised that a dead sister-complex and a perverted sister-complex could sign the same notice.

Just a few weeks ago, Mr. Seamus handed both sides a "knife," and the "blood" on it hadn't even dried yet.

Driven by curiosity, Mr. Simo logged on, only to regret it within 10 seconds.

Because the theme of this damn meeting was: how to create a stable, harmonious, prosperous, and equal happy life with my sister in the new era and new environment, and to make sure we do both things well. (Note by Mr. Ximo: This is a phonetic loan character.)

Deeply offended, Mr. Seamus immediately cursed, "Can't you bunch of perverts do anything else?" (Because he didn't even have a girlfriend, let alone a sister.)

At that point, quitting was impossible, to prevent anyone from betraying the revolution to boost the sister's affection level. With the help of the technical department, everyone's IDs were locked, making it impossible for them to log off.

Physically forcibly quitting is theoretically feasible, but be prepared to have your brain damaged by the electromagnetic waves from the VR device.