The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

"Why? You still haven't reacted!" Chidori was getting angry and scared; lunch break was a short time.

If those guys come back and see me and Simo alone in the classroom, not even going to lunch, wouldn't it be terrible if word got out?

Even though I can fully prove my innocence, will others believe me? If they don't believe me, won't they start making assumptions?

And Xiangzi is still waiting downstairs! But I really can't just leave this guy here. I should have gone easy on him earlier...

Chidori Kaname is now filled with immense regret...

So why did Mr. Simon, with his lifeless eyes and unfocused pupils, refuse to stand up, and why did he not respond to Ms. Chidori?

Everyone knows that amalgam has been used to develop many cutting-edge technologies.

Amalgam, through various cutting-edge technologies, has brought immense excitement to the Britannian garrison in Latin America, the Middle East, and the Gulf of Aden—a fact well-known to all.

λ-driver, electronic camouflage system (ECS), Gundam—these standard features of amalgam were secretly used in anti-Brittanian imperialist wars around the world.

But can you imagine? The inventors of these groundbreaking technologies were not originally intended for use in warfare.

Electronic camouflage system (ECS)?

If it weren't for the fact that miniaturization of the device has always been impossible, then guess what this thing that can make a 16-meter-tall machine invisible would be used for if it fell into the hands of those perverted, dirty, unscrupulous, and immoral siscon fans?

Gundam mecha?

If someone were to interview the lead developer, Dr. Tomoki Sakurai, he would tell you that his long-term goal was not this mindless behemoth, but rather an all-purpose angel robot for entertainment!

As for the λ-driver system, well, for a group of nerdy guys, what could be more exciting than seeing their imaginations come true?

Unfortunately, none of these efforts were successful. As a byproduct of the project's failure, amalgam produced many things that they considered worthless and aesthetically unappealing.

(This was actually the reason why the Emperor and I disliked them back in the Order. If they had focused on research, Brittany—no, the Order—would have already unified the world. But all these guys did was embezzle public funds for those "unproductive" research projects! And it was precisely these unproductive activities that created many advanced weapon technologies as byproducts.)

But he didn't notice any of these things back then. All he saw was that Sakurai's team had embezzled 10 billion yen to make humanoid masturbators; and last month, his sister-obsessed brother stole 20 billion yen to develop technology that would allow him to spy on his sister without being discovered.

How could I not be angry?

Did they really think Brittany's tax revenue came for nothing? So, taking advantage of her disappearance, she fell out with her brother and his cronies.

After the die-hard siscon and the perverted siscon split up, and a few years later, the amalgam technology suddenly appeared and utterly annihilated the Breton regular army, they finally realized the value behind those seemingly unreliable researches from back then. And what's most infuriating is that these were actually the failed experiments of those bastards!

Of course, the technology developed for amalgam is obviously not limited to these. In other words, there are more failures than just these (how could the witches possibly let them succeed? Aren't they afraid of corrupting Mr. Seamus?). For example, there is a contact lens that uses bioelectric energy and is operated by brainwaves, and can see through clothing.

Given the character of those guys at Amalgam, they couldn't possibly have missed such a concealed and secure weapon, could they?

Although the feature of seeing through clothing was never developed, it did include functions such as video recording, image editing, and 3D modeling.

And Mr. Seamus, who never misses out on any benefits of amalgam, how could he not have such a magical artifact?

And so, in Mr. Seamus’s seemingly unfocused pupils, a video that had been automatically recorded a few minutes earlier was being examined frame by frame.

Those mysterious ravines, those elastic undulations, that snow-white delicacy.

Yoho! He found it! Screenshot, save, and bookmark! Mr. Seamo's keen eyes have done it!

Puberty, you know~ boys~

We should be more tolerant and understanding, and not look down on them.

What is a male high school student? A male high school student is someone who does whatever he wants, acts stupid however he wants, and the people around him just think... well, that's all there is to it.

Can a male high school student be considered one who is not stupid, not immature, and not chuunibyou?

So, as a straight-up boy, what reason does Mr. Seamus have not to do it? He's not gay, is he? Hahaha.

Therefore, don't be too aloof! Be down-to-earth! Get close to the masses and become one with them! Just because he's a sister-obsessed man doesn't mean I, Mr. Simon, can't do the same things!

If Kosaka, the siscon, heard Mr. Seimei's words now, do you think he would beat him to death? Why didn't this little bastard think of contacting the masses when he was stirring up this anti-child movement?

Mr. Seymour didn't know whether Kosaka, the sister-complex, would actually kill him. He only knew that if he didn't dodge or defend himself quickly, he would probably be close to death.

Why? What happened?

Ahem, we've all been there, so we all know that when someone's watching Intrigue-related content, it's not so easy to control their facial expressions. Mr. Seamus isn't a emotionless, expressionless man, nor is he a cold-blooded warrior, so...

Why are you suddenly laughing in such a disgusting way!

Chidori Kaname hasn't left yet...

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57. This is the consequence of uncivilized behavior while watching the game!

Miss Chidori hadn't left. She was standing very close, so she could clearly see that the person who had been motionless and had a vacant look in his eyes, like a vegetable, suddenly started laughing.

This was good, because being able to smile meant Mr. Seamus was alright, and Miss Chidori wouldn't have to worry. But why did Miss Chidori feel that the smile was a little silly, and a little... rippled?

Damn it, I was so worried about you here that I didn't even have lunch (that's true, but please don't overinterpret it, especially by that bastard named Simo, Simo, and Simo!), and you're here flirting! ****!

You're courting death!

With a snap, Ximo narrowly blocked Chidori's punch.

Perhaps worried that hitting him again would cause real problems, Chidori, though furious, hesitated when punching, and the force was not as great as last time.

Mr. Seymour could only be thankful that Miss Chidori was neither bald nor surnamed Saitama. Otherwise, he would have been doomed.

Still shaken, Mr. Seamus forced a calm expression and asked, "What are you doing? Are you trying to kill me?"

No matter how guilty you feel, you can't back down at a time like this! You have to strike first, that's right, you have to be the one to accuse the enemy first! Disrupt the enemy's rhythm!

However, Miss Chidori wasn't so easily fooled. Having been class monitor for six years in elementary school and three years in junior high—a total of nine years—she'd seen it all. When a proud boy does something wrong, isn't his most common tactic to make excuses and turn the tables?

"You bastard! Tell me honestly! What were you thinking just now?" Chidori threatened fiercely.

What are you thinking about? Can I say I'm thinking about you? How could Mr. Seamus possibly tell the truth?

Although, in terms of the relationship between the whole and its parts, thinking about a part is actually thinking about the whole that contains that part, Mr. Simo's statement that he was thinking about Ms. Chidori was, in a way, true.

After all, you can't separate a part of Chidori Kaname from the whole Chidori Kaname, can you?

As the great philosophers have said, the whole and the parts are dialectically unified. The whole occupies a dominant position, leading the parts and possessing functions that the parts do not have. The parts cannot exist without the whole. This requires us to establish a holistic perspective, base ourselves on the whole, coordinate the overall situation, and achieve the optimal goal.

And wasn't Mr. Seymour just momentarily lost in thought while searching for the "optimal target" for Ms. Chidori as a whole?

But would he dare say that to Miss Chidori?

This isn't how you court death; this isn't how you seek death.

Although Ms. Chidori withdrew her fist after it was blocked, she... never lowered it!

However, he couldn't keep quiet, since Mr. Seamus had just given himself away.

What to do? What to do? What to do?

Mr. Simon's built-in biological core processing was searching for the answer to the question at a rate of once every 106 milliseconds.

What is the most powerful and important weapon for a man to pursue a woman?

money?

No, no, no. Perhaps for the average girl, especially most girls in Japan, this is a very effective way to increase favorability. But for Miss Chidori, if she cared about money, wouldn't she just go and seek refuge with that high-ranking Britannian official her father? Besides, is Mr. Simo such a vulgar person?

that power?

Pass! No explanation needed, same reason as above.

appearance?

Hmph, not to brag, but sometimes when Mr. Seamus looks in the mirror, he feels he falls in love with the person in it. Mr. Seamus could easily make a living off his looks, but he manages to support himself on halal. (Although the latter isn't exactly something to be proud of.)

strength?

Well, Mr. Seamus thought that his strength in appearance (huh?), his strength in money (huh??), and his strength in committing crimes, being arrogant and lawless in the amalgam (huh???) were all quite attractive. However, with a bit of emotional intelligence, after thinking for a while (about 120 milliseconds), he still felt that this was probably not the right answer.

size?

Ahem! Mr. Seamus isn't going to become a gigolo, although that's one of the requirements, but this young lady is easily frightened, so it's best not to scare her too early. We can wait until she's more familiar with him...

Are there any other answers?

Wait, let Mr. Seamus think about it some more...

Could it be... perhaps... maybe... maybe... that he's just thick-skinned?

Yes! That's it!

How can you build relationships if you're not thick-skinned? How can you make her feel your honesty if you're not thick-skinned? How can you take down a base at a crucial moment if you're not thick-skinned? Home base isn't easy to reach; first, you need to learn how to steal a base. What does stealing a base rely on? Of course, it's being thick-skinned!

Moreover, Mr. Seamus thought of something else: he had a real talent for being shameless. For example, whenever he tried to extort money from his sister-obsessed friends using various excuses, they would always say: "I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Huh? Mr. Simo suddenly feels a little disgusted? It must be the fault of those siscon and perverted siscon. If it were Ms. Chidori, she definitely wouldn't feel disgusted.

Yes! That's right! That must be it!

How about... we try it out now?

Now Mr. Seamus finally had a reason to convince himself: "You ask what I was thinking about just now? I was just thinking about some ancient poems~"

"Hmph! That disgusting laugh can't possibly be good poetry!"

Miss Chidori, you're absolutely right. You know, the saying "soft, warm, freshly peeled chicken head meat, smooth and slippery like butter from the borderlands" was indeed criticized by moralists, despised, and destined to be relegated to the mire of history and trampled on. But would Mr. Simo be someone who gives up so easily?

Mr. Ximo retorted, "The ospreys cry 'guan guan' on the river's islet. How can this not be a good poem? 'The wild fields stretch into spring, the roots of purple grass spread. Within a single cherry blossom petal, a thousand words are hard to express.' Isn't this a good poem?"

"How about that? My cultural knowledge is pretty good, isn't it?" Mr. Simo thought smugly, and he couldn't help but look forward to Chidori's next reaction.

Mr. Seimei was confident he could use this to win over Kaname Chidori, or at least improve their relationship. According to intelligence, influenced by her mother, Kaname Chidori was a lover of classical culture.

How was it? How was it?

Will it be a blushing, shy embarrassment followed by a hasty retreat? Or a blushing, embarrassed embarrassment followed by a furious, albeit ultimately blatant, attack? Mr. Seamus felt he was really looking forward to it!

However, Mr. Seymour's fantasy did not come true, because he discovered that Chidori was actually crying!

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58. The author felt that his soul had been purified.

Chidori naturally understood Mr. Shimo's meaning. The first line was from the ancient Chinese Book of Songs, which is known to everyone in East Asia. Most of the content in Japanese traditional culture is borrowed, learned, introduced, and stolen from Chinese culture. The last two lines are from the Japanese ancient poetry collection, Manyoshu, and are also lines describing the love and pursuit between men and women.

Today's young Japanese people know very little about this, and some have never even heard of it, especially many years after the defeat in the war.

You must understand that when Japan was defeated, the entire country was stripped of its freedom, rights, and even its name! And among those who struggled to survive, how many would care about those ancient things that couldn't be used to make a living and that seemed outdated?