The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

So the meeting that everyone had been looking forward to (except for Mr. Seamus) began, and everyone spoke enthusiastically and offered suggestions (again, except for Mr. Seamus).

It was on this occasion that Kulovis took to the stage (virtually online).

"Gentlemen! Is there any law that prohibits romantic relationships between siblings?"

Few people responded.

"Gentlemen! Is there a law that forbids siblings from having sex?" The attention increased slightly, but not by much.

Why is this happening?

For these people, what the law says is none of their business. Even if the law forbids it, they still secretly do it anyway, don't they?

"Gentlemen! Don't you want to openly show your affection in front of all those single people?"

Hmm? That's starting to look interesting!

"Gentlemen! Do you really think you can do those despicable things with your sister in broad daylight without any scruples?"

A heartfelt embrace on the bus that drew envy from others.

"XXXX acting as if no one else is around on the subway"

"In the dark of the movie theater, oooo"

"Ah, yes, that's right, we can do all of that. But we have to sneak around every time, carefully avoiding acquaintances who suddenly appear. We have to be on tenterhooks every time."

"Tell me, you sister-obsessed girls! Don't you want to be recognized by others? Don't you want to walk down the aisle with the person you love most and receive everyone's blessings? You know that's the happiest moment in a woman's life! But can you give her that now? Answer me! Do you want to give her that?"

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"

Countless siscon fans roared in anger, but many rational people quickly despaired. What's the use of just thinking about it?

Just then, that devilish voice rang out again: "Who do you think I am? I am the governor appointed by Britannia, the third prince of the empire. In other words, as long as the emperor doesn't interfere, who in Japan can control me? If I were to amend a law, such as the Marriage Law, and explicitly prohibit marriage between direct blood relatives—"

Kulovis paused deliberately, but the cheers he expected did not occur. Instead, most of the people glared at him angrily.

"Are you trying to threaten us to achieve your ulterior motives?" one of them said sarcastically.

Kulovis then understood the reason; it turned out that these idiots who took the words literally didn't know the meaning of direct blood relatives at all.

"These teammates are like pigs!" Kulovis cursed angrily.

Expecting these ignorant people to understand your good intentions is like casting a sweet glance at a blind man!

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23. Kulovis, it's time for you to pay your party dues!

At an unofficial meeting held at the headquarters of a little-known but most powerful terrorist organization in the world, the furious Governor of District 11 of the Holy Britannian Empire, His Excellency Kurovice, conducted a unique legal education session for the world's largest anti-government armed force—Amalgam.

After the meeting, the participants unanimously stated that this meeting greatly enhanced the legal awareness and rule of law consciousness of the main leaders of the terrorists in District 11, making an indelible contribution to the construction of the rule of law and a harmonious society in District 11. The results are visible and the achievements are gratifying. Comrade Kulovis is indeed a good comrade of our organization.

Chairman Kosaka and General Secretary Leonard of the Military Commission publicly stated: "We hope that this comrade will continue to carry forward the hard-working and down-to-earth work style, strive to combine theory with practice as soon as possible, implement the plan, benefit all personnel, benefit Area 11, and benefit human society."

Following East Asian tradition, all members celebrated the successful convening of the meeting with a sumptuous banquet. However, it was regrettable that Comrade Kulovis, an outstanding intelligence officer, excellent bioengineer, and highly skilled legal expert (a title recently recognized), was absent from the in-person gathering due to his position. Comrade Simo, an advanced grassroots combat worker, was also absent.

In fact, Mr. Seamus originally intended to go; you can see that he even prepared the clay, ammonium nitrate, and gelled gasoline needed for the banquet.

Huh? Why are we preparing all this for a banquet?

Haha, of course we're setting off fireworks! What else could we be doing?

You ask if anyone will die? Hahaha, just kidding. Mr. Seamus is contributing to the stability and harmony of Area 11. It's definitely not because Mr. Seamus is the only guy among those guys who doesn't have a girl, and it's definitely not because of the inherently irreconcilable conflict between gay men and siscon.

Let me reiterate that Mr. Simo absolutely does not admit to being gay. The evidence is that when he first pursued Shiota, it was simply because he mistook her for a woman at first glance. So blame the world for giving Shiota the wrong gender.

So isn't it understandable that Mr. Seamus went to vent his anger on those sister-obsessed guys?

"Only you bunch of trash are saved? I'm not satisfied!"

Originally, both siscon (sister complex) and gay men—oops, I mean pseudo-lesbians—were beings that couldn't be accepted by the world, which is why Mr. Simon was able to coexist peacefully with a group of siscon fans. But what about now?

Seeing those bastards about to get ashore with the help of Clovis, while he was still rolling around in the mud, how could Mr. Seamus bear it?

"Damn it, this isn't halal at all!"

Unfortunately, before he could even leave the house, Mr. Seamus was stopped by someone.

This guy, dressed in a trench coat, wearing a mask and sunglasses, looking utterly freakish in the dead of night, isn't he none other than Kurovice, who was just enjoying his moment of glory but then made an excuse not to attend the banquet!

"Hehe, you rascal, didn't you say that the Governor's Office is too crowded and noisy, and that even when you're just taking a plane, someone is guarding outside the toilet, so it's inconvenient to come out?" Ximo thought to himself, "Perfect timing, you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep. To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first. Let's start with you, the instigator."

Kulovis was clearly prepared for Seamus's reaction. He looked at him with utmost sincerity and said, "Stop fooling around. I'm here to talk to you about serious business. Can't you see? In the entire organization, I'm the only one who is your ally!"

Mr. Seamus chuckled. How could someone with impeccable revolutionary credentials like him be an ally of a class enemy (a sister-complex)?

Kulovis, however, was very perceptive and knew that empty words wouldn't convince Simo, so he pulled a document out of his trench coat.

Mr. Seamus picked it up casually and took a closer look. He realized that it was a document that was actually a notice of judicial interpretation of the Marriage Act that had not yet been published by the Governor's Office. It was known as the Platonic Act.

Mr. Simo was somewhat surprised. As a highly educated intellectual who had not received much formal education, Mr. Simo certainly knew that in ancient Greece, women were defined as ugly men, and that Plato and Aristotle were also worthy of the title of highly educated intellectuals.

One created a love story named after himself to cover up the truth, which was praised by ignorant younger generations as a model of purity. The other openly declared "I love my teacher," but later, fearing that showing off his love would lead to his death too soon, he added "but I love truth more" in an attempt to deceive others.

So as soon as he saw the title, Mr. Simon had a general idea in mind.

However, he was still a little confused. What did Kurovice mean by this? Instead of benefiting his sister-complex, he brought this to him as a gesture of goodwill. Although it was very halal, it didn't make any sense at all.

Faced with Mr. Seamus's questioning gaze, Clovis gave a wry smile: "Everyone knows I have a sister, but I'm not the only sister!"

If Kulovis hadn't spoken the second half of the sentence in time, Mr. Seamus would probably have already been ready to draw his knife.

As the saying goes, one shouldn't criticize a bald man in front of a monk, yet he dared to mention having a sister in front of Mr. Ximo—he was truly courting death!

However, it was precisely because of Kulovis's mention, coupled with some intelligence that Simo had gathered during this period, that he immediately understood.

If you were to ask who Chloe's favorite sister is, the answer would be Nunnally, of course. But if you were to ask who Nunnally's favorite brother is, the answer would be Lelouch.

So Kurov must have had nothing better to do than help those siscon fans amend the Marriage Law. Isn't he just asking for trouble?

But why would Clovis try to curry favor with Mr. Seamus?

Of course, it's because Mr. Seamus is about to infiltrate Nunnally's side.

Kulovis promised that if Simon would do him a small favor, he would guarantee to transform Area 11 into the Netherlands, Denmark, and Sweden (all European countries that allow same-sex couples) next year!

It would be a lie to say that Mr. Seamus wasn't tempted by such an offer, but that's not how negotiations are conducted.

Kulovs was willing to pay such a high price, which meant that he was asking for a lot in return. Having been poor since childhood (everyone in his hometown was a proletarian), how could Mr. Seamus, who had never eaten pork (because it was not halal), not ask for more service fees (extortion)?

With everything going up in price lately, Mr. Simon should probably start preparing some betrothal gifts.

Besides, how can you manage without money for baby formula after marrying a little angel?

"Huh? Kurovus! How dare you say that I and the little angel can't have children?"

"Insolence! How dare you!"

"Can't I adopt a baby and raise it?"

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24. I wasn't really in the flow when writing this chapter, so I suggest you don't read it yet. I'll revise it later.

As the local tyrant of Area 11, Kurovice has always been a man of his word. Officials from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Labor tremble with fear when they come to the Governor's Mansion to ask for funds, because the Governor is notoriously stingy.

Although the annual government reports of the 11th district are full of deficits, everyone knows that the actual amount of money spent is not that much. So the question is, where did the money go?

Let's take an example. An official from the Ministry of Labor comes to report on next year's budget, which is 50 billion. The governor frowns and says: "That's too much. Cut it by one-tenth."

Then the officials from the Ministry of Labor went back and prepared a budget of 40 billion yen, which they submitted. (Wait, wasn't it supposed to be one-third? Ahem, one has to figure out what the higher-ups are thinking.)

Kulovis glanced at it, nodded, and with a flourish of his pen, approved the figure of 50 billion.

As a result, the Ministry of Labor successfully secured a budget of 40 billion yen the following year. As for the remaining 10 billion yen, well, you know what I mean!

So if Simo doesn't seize the land from the rich and distribute it to the poor today, and if he doesn't kill this tycoon, he'll be letting down those corrupt officials who live in constant fear every year! (The Ministry of Labor's actual annual expenditure is 15 billion yen.)

However, no one wants to be a lamb to the slaughter, and Kuroves was no exception. Even if a young woman encounters a rapist, even knowing she can't resist, she can't just give up so easily, can she?

So both sides argued their case, and the two sides went back and forth, and the greed and ugliness of human nature once again came to the fore.

Mr. Seamus insisted on his principles, and Clovis pleaded with him to agree, but he was reluctant to part with the small amount of money.

Huh? Why is this happening?

Because that guy Kulovis is just too disgusting, too much of a bastard, too much of a pervert!

He actually dared to try and bribe Mr. Seamus with those worthless coins to take photos of Nunnally's life. (Of course, if he accidentally captured something he shouldn't have, the price could be raised even higher!)

Do you think Mr. Seamus would agree? How could the gentlemanly and upright Mr. Seamus possibly agree!

Mr. Seamus has a bottom line and principles! It's impossible to get Seamus to abandon his bottom line and principles!

Mr. Simo said that he shouldn't expect any agreement if he doesn't receive sufficient compensation for labor, materials, emotional distress, and time taken up.

Huh? Mr. Seamus, where's your bottom line? Where are your principles?

"The bottom line can be lowered, and principles can be changed," said Mr. Simon, who was only thinking about money.

Finally, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle over the strategic point of 500,000,000.

Kulovis initially disagreed with such an annuity price (note that it is an annuity, meaning one payment per year), even though the governor's mansion did not have that much surplus grain.

As a result, right under Kurovice's nose, Mr. Simo took out his phone, bypassed the Great Firewall (Brittania also has censorship), and opened a "rumor" post on a certain EU forum about Kurovice embezzling 10 billion euros.

Clovis's face turned pale and then red. After memorizing the poster's ID, Clovis insisted that the money was actually raised for Amalgam and had all been handed over to Leonard. He claimed that he was extremely loyal to the organization, had made contributions, shed blood, and had almost died for it several times.

Finally, Kulovis asked Mr. Simo to lend a hand for the sake of the organization and to consider their comradeship by offering a "family price."

Seeing Kurovice crying his eyes out over the money, Mr. Simon couldn't bear it for a moment. He pretended not to know that the old man had embezzled 1 billion from the Ministry of Labor and another 1 billion from the Ministry of Industry and Trade, and said in a seemingly agreeable tone, "Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll reduce it by 100 million."

Kulovis was overjoyed. Although 4 million a year was still a bit outrageous, as the saying goes, "a son selling his father's land is not expensive." He could just find a pretext to have the imperial government foot the bill. At worst, he could increase the budget by 5 million next year, which would leave him with an extra 1 million, which he could then pocket all of it.

He immediately praised the Seamus brothers for being so loyal, and promised that the remaining 4 million would be transferred to Mr. Seamus's account the next day.

However, Mr. Seamus said earnestly, "Little Ku, it's rare that you think so highly of me and call me brother. But even brothers have to be clear about accounts, right? I've already reduced your amount by a hundred million, so the last few cents can't be left out."

"The last few digits?" Kurov asked, puzzled. Where would the last few digits come from if you subtract 5 million from 4 million?

“当然是4亿9千9百9十9万9千9百9十9元，后面的9千9百9十9万9千9百9十9啦。你可不能为了这一亿不到的小钱，伤了兄弟之间的感情啊！”

Upon hearing this, Kurovus was truly enraged. To hell with brotherhood! It turns out this "1" is not the same as that "100 million"! It's less than a hundred million!