The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

As for the new Class F to be established later, it's a new collective. She stood up from the moment she was born and will not become a debt slave!

Mr. Ximo spoke so aggressively that Xise Wang almost lost his footing and fell flat on his face.

However, he was still unwilling to accept defeat. Nozomi Itsuki had now come to her senses and realized that she couldn't outmaneuver Mr. Seimo on the legal front. Just as Kosaka had said, she had to turn the tide of the battle!

While Mr. Simon was spouting his usual rant, Nozomi Ishiki urgently contacted her siscon again...

Yes! That's right! Let's switch to our strengths! Like steaming! Like democracy!

This building has been completely skewed by that Mr. Xi since the beginning, and now it's time to set things right!

Then, in a flash of inspiration, Nozomi Ishiki exclaimed, "Wait! Aren't we practicing democratic living? Why has it veered off onto company rules?"

Mr. Ximo laughed again: "Professor Xise, it seems your sociology is not up to par~ Haven't you heard: the economic base determines the superstructure?"

puff!

Note that this is not vomiting blood, but spraying tea. And the person spraying is not Nozomi Iroha or the dead sister complex (although their faces look terrible), but a fat guy named Li Weizhong who had been watching the "monkey show" and "just passing by" all along.

It was during this minor incident that Nozomi Itoshi uttered her final, desperate cry: "I've never heard of a government or parliament going bankrupt like a corporation!"

"64°09' N, 21°56' W, the people of Iceland welcome you! Goodbye! By the way, we won't reimburse your airfare~"

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74. I'll talk about life after I've dealt with these traitors.

To be honest, some people understood the battle between Mr. Seamus and Mr. Despair, while others did not.

After all, even if you invited two senior scholars from the Chinese Federation to give a systematic analysis and lecture on the relationship between democracy and the rule of law, and the dialectical principle between democracy and centralism, they would still be left confused and bewildered.

But that doesn't stop everyone from enjoying the fun!

Look at Simo's quick wit, look at Isoro's expression, it's such a waste of his talent that he's not a rakugo or manzai (Japanese stand-up comedy).

At first, everyone was a bit resistant to the idea of ​​using class funds to pay back the department teacher's lunch. After all, the fact that everyone was not getting proper lunches was partly due to the school administration, and the teacher, in terms of employment, was also part of the school administration.

However, since the teacher had eaten their food, they felt obligated to accept it. Moreover, the teacher had also gone hungry along with everyone else. Although the pizza he ordered was terrible, the students were too embarrassed to complain too much.

Although some students have questioned the reimbursement price of the department teacher, and although some students have seen the same pizza chain advertised daily prices of 39 yuan, and although the price of more than 3,800 yuan for 40 people, which is equivalent to 100 yuan per person, is really a rip-off, didn't the department teacher say so?

He quoted a price including tax, and the delivery service also costs money. If you don't believe me, he has an invoice here.

There was no other way, and at the same time, everyone felt guilty and embarrassed to renege on their debts. After all, not everyone was as shameless as Mr. Ximo, or as aware of Xise Wang's financial situation as the others in the amalgam group. So, in the end, most people agreed to reimburse Xise Wang.

However, after Mr. Simo fiddled around, mumbled, and convincingly explained things, everyone suddenly realized: Hey! It turns out that according to Mr. Simo's method, they really didn't have to pay back the food debts they owed!

Although many of them did not understand what Mr. Seamus meant by saying that "during the bankruptcy liquidation, the daily work of the class will be taken over by the liquidation team," this did not prevent Mr. Seamus's approval rating in the class from rising by 13 percentage points to 44%.

After all, everyone's happy to get a small advantage openly and honestly. As for whether anyone will question Mr. Ximo's lack of respect for his teacher... or suggest that this is unfair to the Department of Color...

If there were truly such an ungrateful person, Mr. Seamus might spit on him without hesitation: "Pah! Shut up! You ignorant, naive, and wicked hypocrite! I am ashamed to be your classmate!"

But if that person's surname is Chidori and their given name is Yao... ...

"Chidori-kun, you're absolutely right. I've actually been reflecting on whether I was a bit too harsh on Ms. Keisei just now. But as you know, if the first thing we do after collecting class funds is to pay off debts, then a significant amount of money will be left to cover future lunch expenses."

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice, Chidori-kun. And that's the real reason I'm doing everything I can to save the class funds for Class F.

(Honest thoughts: If the class's money is in my pocket, then of course it's mine! Those siscon and those lecherous old scoundrels want to take money from my pocket? Pshaw! No way!)

How about this? If we find a solution to everyone's future lunch problem, then Ms. Xise can have lunch with us for free for the next month.

This would both compensate for the loss of our department teacher and demonstrate our class's respect for her, while also further strengthening the teacher-student relationship. What do you all think?

At this point, Mr. Seamus deliberately turned to the side, showing his face to the students sitting there, while leaving his profile for Chidori. As for the back of his head and his buttocks, well, that was naturally for the pale-faced old thief next to him to see!

Everyone looked at each other, Mr. Ximo's "new proposal" was quite interesting. He didn't say he wouldn't pay back the money, but simply converted the money the class owed to the department teacher into the meal expenses for the next month. In this way, not only would the class have more funds, but the debt problem would also be solved.

He managed to avoid causing any loss to the department teacher, preserve the class funds, and appease everyone's feelings (and most importantly, save face for himself). It was truly a win-win situation!

It's unclear who among them shouted "Good!" first, but the others followed suit, clapping and cheering.

But Mr. Seamus has such sharp eyes, of course he saw who the first person to shout "Good!" was. In fact, even if Mr. Seamus hadn't seen it, he wouldn't have misheard such a distinctive voice.

Taking advantage of the commotion in the classroom, Mr. Seamus used his communicator to connect with a very familiar brainwave: "You siscon~ you're quite the opportunist, aren't you?"

Kousaka Kyosuke chuckled dryly over the channel, "Hahaha, what are you talking about, Shimo-kun?"

Mr. Seamus shook his head: "Stop pretending, you look guilty."

Kyosuke Kousaka feigned anger: "Nonsense! Why would I feel guilty?"

Mr. Seamus said again, "If you weren't feeling guilty, your first words wouldn't have been a forced laugh, but a threat: 'Don't call me a siscon anymore!'"

Kousaka Kyosuke paused for a second, then tried to change the subject: "Simura-kun, you know, I've always admired you."

Mr. Seamus sneered, "So you're planning to recruit me as your brother-in-law?"

Kousaka, the siscon, yelled as if a cat's tail had been stepped on: "Get lost! Don't even think about it! Kirino won't marry anyone but me!"

"If you don't want to receive my and Kirino's wedding invitation or your sister's death notice that day, you'd better behave yourself from now on!"

Although there was a distance of two or three meters between the two, Kyosuke Kosaka still felt Simona's tangible killing intent, as if the temperature in the classroom had suddenly dropped a few degrees.

After less than two or three seconds of silence, Kosaka, the siscon, responded listlessly: "Okay, I promise you."

Mr. Seamus was delighted, and taking advantage of his momentum, he made a few more requests: "What about the color?"

"I'll clean up the mess."

"What will be the lunch arrangements for Class F from now on?"

"I will fully cooperate with your operation."

"Is the anti-children's movement becoming too widespread?"

"Hmm, this can be discussed further..."

"Huh? You actually want to discuss this with me? I think you're not being sincere at all, you siscon. Just wait until next year when you're burning paper money for your sister."

"Wait, I promise! I promise!"

"Not causing trouble?"

"Don't cause trouble!"

"Unlike before, when they would outwardly comply but inwardly defy and sabotage us?"

"No more joking this time! Absolutely no more joking!"

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you!" With that, Mr. Seamus disconnected the brainwave link.

Watching the pretty figure in blue organizing the students for another round of voting, Mr. Ximo couldn't help but sigh, "To fight external enemies, one must first secure internal stability; the ancients were truly wise."

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75. Therefore, the author who collapsed couldn't think of a title.

Some students might ask, "We already clapped and cheered, which clearly showed our agreement with Simo's proposal. Why go through the trouble of a vote? Can't we just vote by clapping?"

In response, Ms. Chidori explained, "Didn't you hear what Ximo just said? It's about procedural justice!"

A vote by applause? How can such a serious matter as democratic life be dealt with in such a formalistic way?

Mr. Simo, who was inexplicably or rather, caught in the crossfire, said: I am very relieved~

What does Chidori's insistence on show? It shows that she listened carefully to what Chidori had just told Iroha. And not only did she listen carefully, she also deeply agreed with it; otherwise, why would she be so persistent?

As for the murmurs of impatience below the podium...

Hehehe, Mr. Seamus didn't see it~

"Now, let's announce the voting results: 38 votes in favor, 1 vote against, oh, sorry, this is an invalid ballot. Therefore, I declare the resolution passed, agreeing to provide Ms. Xise with free lunches for one month to offset the debt."

As Chidori's voice faded, Nozomi's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

Based on his many years of experience, anything labeled "free" is rarely of good quality.

Don't be fooled by Simeon's grand pronouncements, as if he could eat for free for a month. What if this scoundrel announces that Ramadan begins tomorrow according to scripture, and everyone has to starve during the day and eat at night with him?

If you dare not comply? Fine, then you are disrespecting ethnic customs, you are provoking religious conflict, in short, that scoundrel Simo has an excuse to doubt that you are not halal!

But what could be done? He and Kosaka had failed; their plan to relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao had failed.

Their original plan was to create an opportunity for Simo to become class monitor and take on the responsibility of "solving lunch for the whole class," and then constantly create trouble for him in the process, such as reducing his funding, or rejecting his various proposals in a democratic manner, etc., making him extremely stressed.

Human experience is always limited. As long as Simo is kept busy, he will not have the extra energy to carry out his anti-juvenile movement. In this way, the problem that originally troubled the male members of Amalgam will come to an end.

This was a clever plan devised by the brotherly siscon and the eccentric old thief on their way back after being tricked by the Britannians in the cafeteria at noon.

But why did they lose so easily? Did that kid Ximo have some prior knowledge of something? It seems we'll have to make other plans.

If you were to ask what Nozomi's greatest skill is, it would definitely be his thick skin. In fact, if he weren't thick-skinned, how could he have been respectfully called "Old Thief" by Mr. Seamus?

Soon enough, the color-changing teacher, who was "accepting defeat," happily accepted the newly made democratic resolution, and said that even if Ximo brought everyone pig swill for lunch for the next month, he would definitely share the joys and sorrows with the students of Class F and would not have any complaints.

Many people laughed at these words, thinking that the Department Color teacher was just being humorous. Little did they know that these remarks had a different meaning in the ears of a small group of students.

When no one was looking, Takanashi quietly nudged Sado Taro, who was sitting at the table in front of him: "Hey, Ino-taro, do you think Shimo is really going to make us eat pig feed for a month?"

After Sado Taro shuddered, he realized that although he was a masochist and enjoyed being tormented by beautiful girls, it didn't mean he liked to torment his stomach (unless it was a terrible meal made by a beautiful girl).

After thinking for a moment, Taro Sado shook his head: "Probably not, at least not pig feed. You know, Mullin hates pork. They think it's a dirty animal. Even if Simo wants to mess with us, it will definitely be something he can eat himself but is also very strange."

Takanashi felt much more at ease after hearing this, but he noticed a strange detail in the conversation: "Why do I always feel like you're a little disappointed?"

"Hahaha, how could that be?" Pig Taro first tried to cover up his exposed true nature with a dry laugh, then quickly changed the subject: "But, what that guy Ishiki said does make me a little suspicious, doesn't it?"

Takanashi quickly took the bait and pressed, "What do you suspect?"

“While pig feed is out of the question, what about camel fodder or horse fodder?” Sunado Taro gave Takanashi a meaningful look.

This made Takanashi's body tremble involuntarily. He had never imagined that Taro Sado's statement was just a baseless guess. It could only be said that the image of Simo as unpredictable or capable of doing anything crazy was already deeply rooted in the minds of most people at Amalgam.

In fact, Takanashi never had the idea that "Simmo could properly solve the lunch problem" from the beginning. He had even started to consider whether he should eat hay if he really had to eat it, or whether he should ask his mother or sister to get up early to make him a bento box so that he could secretly eat it at noon.

Huh?

Suddenly remembering something, Takanashi raised his hand and stood up. At that moment, the others in the classroom were brainstorming solutions.

"Oh? Takanashi-kun, do you have any ideas?" Simo quickly noticed Takanashi and gave him an encouraging look.

"Um, why do we have to find a solution together? Wouldn't it be better if everyone just prepared their own lunchboxes?"