The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

On the podium, Nozomi Iroha asked three more times, "Is there anyone else who wants to run for class monitor?"

As a result, the students of Monkey Spirit unanimously stated that the election of Chidori Kaname was an inevitable trend and the popular choice! It was indisputable! From now on, they will closely unite around the new generation of Class F leaders with Chidori Kaname at their core.

This disappointed Xi Sewang, who had originally hoped to make a quick buck or get involved in some underhanded dealings.

It is important to understand that competition creates pressure, and pressure creates the motivation to bribe.

It's not that Nozomi Itsuki wanted to take advantage of Ms. Chidori; he didn't have the guts to mess with Mr. Seimo. But if someone else, like a pretty girl, were to participate in the competition, wouldn't Mr. Nozomi Itsuki, as a teacher, be able to take advantage of her?

Of course, if it's a boy, don't expect the teacher to do anything; just transfer the money to the teacher's account.

However, the reality is that Chidori wants to dominate the market, while everyone else is just worthless mud that can't be helped.

Sigh... Why is it so difficult for cultural workers to become corrupt? It's truly hopeless!

However, despite his deep sorrow, Nozomi Itsuki was not truly in despair, because if Chidori were to be elected class president, it would be a major positive development for him, the class teacher, given the current situation.

"But now is not the time to get carried away," Nozomi Shiki secretly reminded herself, reminding herself to keep up the act and not give herself away.

After a moment, Nozomi Ishiro, having composed herself, said with a helpless expression, "Then I hereby announce that congratulations to Kaname Chidori for becoming the female class monitor of Class 1-F."

Applause erupted instantly, led by Mr. Seamus once again!

The timing was impeccable; the sycophantic manner of this guy was simply out of this world!

Even if Chidori glared at him resentfully, Mr. Simon didn't care. Because for Mr. Simon, this meant he would have more legitimate opportunities to flirt with the beautiful class president in the future.

For example, not handing in homework on time, being late or leaving early, deliberately doing poorly on tests... Since he's the class monitor, isn't it only right that he cares about Mr. Simo, who is lagging behind and lacks ambition?

We'd go to school together, study together after school, and before exams, we'd go to Mr. Simmo's house for a study session to tutor Mr. Simmo, who was dragging the class down, and then teach until dawn...

Oh, Mr. Seymour thinks it's wonderful.

I've decided to stop paying attention in class starting today! I'm asking Chidori to help me study before the exam! Then I'll just casually get a perfect score and rack up my popularity with her!

Mr. Simon had even prepared his thank-you message for Miss Chidori after the results came out: "It truly is the power of love!"

The shameless Mr. Seamus sat in the last row of the classroom, happily plotting his own schemes.

At this moment, after the excited students had calmed down, Nozomi Iroha, who was on the podium, spoke up again without missing the opportunity: "Alright, everyone, now let's begin the second item on the agenda, electing the class monitor."

The relieved smiles on everyone's faces instantly froze.

What was that idiot teacher just saying? Electing a class monitor? Didn't we already elect one? Are you trying to poison us and overturn the results of our democratic resolution?

Seeing the surprised and uncertain expressions on everyone's faces, Xi Sewang smiled slightly: "Huh? Don't you know? Ashford Academy has two class monitors for each class, and they must be one male and one female, to reflect the universal value of gender equality. You just elected a female class monitor, and now our class is still missing a male class monitor. Didn't I just say that?"

[Damn it! When did you say that?] Mr. Seamus thought to himself.

This is bad!

Although it is said that working together with men and women makes the work easier, Mr. Ximo is not worried at all: what if the male and female squad leaders spark a romance when they work together?

Because he has sufficient means to make certain people disappear completely before certain things that shouldn't happen occur. Keep in mind that 95% of the ocean's surface remains unexplored by humankind.

Actually, the best approach would be for Mr. Simon to become the male class monitor. This would solve all the problems and create more opportunities for him to spend time alone with Ms. Chidori.

But as everyone knows, Mr. Seamus is a very lazy person.

Why should Mr. Seamus bother with other people's business?

Moreover, Mr. Simo prefers to be someone who causes trouble for the class monitor and teacher rather than a class monitor who helps others solve problems.

So, in just one second, Mr. Simo came up with a compromise: since he didn't want to be the class monitor, why not just arrange for someone he could control to be the class monitor and who would never clash with Chidori?

Therefore...

You're the one I choose, you siscon! Just sacrifice yourself and save me a spot!

But if you dare to extend a third limb to Chidori, I guarantee I'll cut it off, chop it up, make it into sausages, cook them, and mail them to your sister!

However, before Mr. Seymour could raise his hand and stand up to forcibly promote Mr. Kosaka to the position, Kosaka Kyosuke actually stood up on his own.

Hey! When did you, you siscon, become so in sync with me?

Mr. Simo was surprised to discover that even a die-hard siscon could be considerate at times.

Kosaka, the sister-complex, said with a pained and repentant expression, "Everyone knows that the class representative is a sacred and responsible position, bearing the expectations and hopes of the entire class. Although it sounds strange for me to say this, I believe that the candidate for class representative must be a noble person, someone who has transcended vulgar interests."

Hearing this, Mr. Seamus almost burst out laughing. This siscon actually had some self-awareness, and even knew that he was the opposite of "noble" and the spokesperson for "low taste".

This made Mr. Seamus burst into laughter at the deadbeat sister-obsessed man's dry humor, but the next minute Mr. Seamus's expression changed.

"As someone who led a fight and disrupted class order on the first day of school, I feel deeply guilty and repent for leading most of the boys in the class astray."

In such a sacred and solemn occasion as the election of class monitor, I was not actually qualified to speak, and neither was I, nor any of the boys who took action today, even qualified to run for the position.

However, I still want to remind everyone here that there is someone who, although cynical and often makes harmless jokes, did not impulsively participate in the violence perpetrated by the boys in the class.

Although he didn't intervene to stop us, it was only because he lacked the power; and as we should see from the riot this morning, it was precisely because of his inaction that a more uncontrollable disaster was prevented. Therefore, I recommend Simo, this noble and righteous man who has transcended vulgar interests, to be the boys' class monitor!

At this point, Kosaka, the siscon, turned around and looked at Mr. Seimor with a deeply affectionate gaze. Then, a silent communication entered Seimor's mind: Seimor-kun, this is all the help I can give you, so make the most of this opportunity!

Mr. Seamus immediately felt more disgusted than if he had swallowed a fly!

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What else could Mr. Seamus say?

Who would want to listen to what Mr. Seamus has to say?

Even if he stood up and told everyone that he actually thought Kosaka, the sister complex, was more suitable to be class monitor than himself.

However, under the instigation of certain people (such as those who are obsessed with their sister), it eventually became yet another piece of evidence to prove his noble character and indifference to fame and fortune.

And so, the incredibly awkward label of "noble person" was placed on Mr. Seamus's head.

This made Mr. Seamus feel like he'd been utterly screwed!

To hell with lofty ideals!

Mr. Seamus had been a Muslim his entire life, only to have his reputation ruined on his very first day of high school, becoming a "noble person." This was utterly an insult to Mr. Seamus's previous life!

Mr. Seamus actually had a solution. For example, with 300 grams of clay, 200 grams of sugar, 500 milliliters of gasoline, and some other small accessories, he could send these bastards he didn't like into a freefall, ensuring they would never be able to get up again.

But in the end, Mr. Seamus did not put his fleeting plan into action. Instead, he resentfully uttered a harsh remark: "You will regret electing me as class monitor sooner or later."

Why is this happening?

This was because a pair of captivatingly beautiful eyes were staring at him.

Hey! Chidori-kun, I know I'm handsome, but please don't look at me like that! And stop clapping! Are you making fun of me?! You're making fun of me!

At this moment, Mr. Simo finally understood how he felt a few minutes earlier when Chidori wanted to look at him—that embarrassment! That shame and annoyance! And the helplessness of not being able to purify the person in front of him!

Left with no other choice, Mr. Simo could only reluctantly agree to the appointment of the class monitor.

Even though he clearly understood that he was actually better at causing trouble for the class monitor than solving problems as the class monitor.

Even though he knew perfectly well that Kosaka, the siscon, had no good intentions in recommending him, he simply couldn't believe that the siscon would be so kind as to help him out!

But in the end, Mr. Seamus succumbed to the silent gaze of a certain blue-haired girl.

Meanwhile, Shinji Matou, who had been silently observing, secretly sent a message to Emiya: "That Shimo guy, he keeps saying no, but his body language says otherwise~"

Seeing this, the honest Emiya was speechless. He pretended that he hadn't seen Shinji's message and didn't reply to Shinji.

However, it was precisely because of Emiya's wisdom that he avoided the series of misfortunes that Shinji would encounter later.

Why do you say that?

Unfortunately, Shinji's message was later stolen by one of Mr. Simo's loyal paparazzi using hacking techniques, and that very night, Kiriji's bedroom was destroyed by a gas explosion.

However, all of this is a matter for the future. At this point in time, Matou has no idea that he will be sharing a room and a blanket with Emiya for several weeks in the future; just as Mr. Simo is unaware of the great trouble he is about to face.

Nozomi Itoshiro is very happy now because everything is going according to the plan she and Kousaka had made.

That idiot from the Muslim world, so what if he knows information interception technology? Does he even understand Morse code? In the end, didn't he still get tricked by himself and Kosaka?

When Nozomi Iroha announced with obvious delight, "Congratulations to Chidori and Seimo for becoming the male and female class monitors of Class F," enthusiastic applause rang out in the classroom. The most eye-catching one was a certain die-hard siscon, who clapped the loudest. And judging from his flushed face, it was as if he was clapping Mr. Seimo's butt instead of his own hand.

Of course, the siscon wasn't trying to flatter Mr. Seamus; he was just excited because he had tricked Mr. Seamus again.

This made Mr. Seamus snort. He had just replayed the scene in the classroom with his contact lenses and noticed a lot of things he had previously overlooked. For example, the flirting between a certain siscon and a certain desperate idiot, and the excessive frequency of their blinking. Did they really think Mr. Seamus didn't understand Morse code?

However, it was precisely because of this that Mr. Ximo made up his mind to become the class monitor. After all, the thing that the siscon and the desperate idiot were secretly plotting could not be solved by Chidori alone.

Sure enough, before the applause celebrating the new class monitor's appointment had even subsided, and before the redness and swelling on his sister-complex hand had faded, Mr. Despair, with a gloomy expression, bared his fangs at Mr. Ximo and Chidori: "Now that everyone has elected a class monitor, I think we should leave the issue of our class's lunches to the two class monitors to handle."

Chidori suddenly realized something and stood up excitedly: "Ms. Iroha, didn't you say before that we should brainstorm and discuss it together in the class meeting?"

With a kind but incredibly irritating expression, Nozomi Ishiki explained, "That's right. You see, we're just having everyone discuss solutions now, only you and Seimo-kun are leading the discussion."

“Miss Chidori, you must understand that I am, after all, a teacher, and I cannot interfere too much in your students' democratic life. That would go against the spirit of student self-governance that Ashford Academy has always upheld! You can't let a teacher turn back the clock of history!”

"Before? Before that, it was because we hadn't elected a class monitor yet, so I reluctantly took on the role for a while. Now that you two have taken office, having you two preside over the class meeting will fully embody the fine tradition of student self-governance at Ashford Academy and ensure that democratic decisions are implemented effectively!"

"You're asking me? Well, of course I'm the democracy supervisor! Don't worry, Chidori-kun, although I'm not very capable and my understanding and practice of democracy is still superficial, I will definitely do my best to fulfill my supervisory responsibilities. You can rest assured!"

Chidori was almost breathless from Nozomi Itsuki's glib talk. She could swear that she had never met such a shameless person in her life!

Why should the class monitor lead the discussion? What if the discussion fails to reach a conclusion after the monitor leads the discussion?

This is clearly an attempt to shift all the blame onto himself and Simo!

And that democracy supervisor!

Miss Chidori clearly saw a sword of Damocles hanging over her head. Even that idiot Simo couldn't match the shamelessness of that old scoundrel, Iroha!

Just as Chidori was getting angrier and angrier, a warm hand gently pressed on her shoulder.

It's Simo!

“Chidori, it’s our turn to go on stage now,” Mr. Seymour said with a smile.

For some reason, seeing Ximo's calm and smiling face made Chidori feel much more at ease.

He should have a way, right?

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