The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Your Excellency, we are all law students, so we must be clear about personal dependency relationships!

"Screw your personal dependence! You'd better get a marriage certificate with that guy first!" With that, Kurovice angrily hung up the phone.

The officials continuing their meeting were unsettled by the governor's unpredictable behavior. He had been perfectly fine just moments before; why was he acting so capriciously? They wanted to ask (but didn't dare): "Your Highness, are you sure you're not going through early menopause?"

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81. Saya wanted to sing the Saintess Song, but Amalgam said: Actually, it doesn't have to be that complicated.

"Tch, when did Brittanyans lose their sense of contract?" Mr. Simon thought to himself as the call was abruptly ended.

Given that the perverted governor is now his financial backer, and considering the territorial jurisdiction of the laws in District 11, Mr. Seamus is not prepared to use the basic halal law to tell Clovis that, according to the doctrine, as long as an unmarried man claims to be in love with an unmarried woman and is approved by the local elders, he has ownership of that woman.

"Looks like I can't take advantage of this situation." Thinking this, Mr. Simo looked at the silent Takagi Saya again. Just now, while Simo was contacting the perverted governor, the toughest of the tough, the most violent of the violent women—Miss Chidori Kaname—was vividly describing, to the astonishment of everyone around her, the inhuman treatment the young and beautiful girls around the military base had suffered, and how they spent each day in fear and trepidation.

If the Britannian soldier's reputation among the girls in Class 1-F was -100 a few minutes ago, then after Kaname Chidori's extensive publicity, it is now estimated to have reached -10,000.

Among the male group, however, it was pure hatred! Although everyone had heard similar news before, such as the 40-year-old hotel owner who was raped in Naha, Okinawa this March, etc.

But how can the dry news in the newspapers be as vivid as what Chidori Kaname says?

How could they be so despicable! How could they be so hateful! A "hate" so intense it's almost irresistible! Ah, no, I mean a hatred that runs deep in the bones! How could they commit such a heinous act?

The profession of Brittany soldier is truly despicable! Absolutely!

And Chidori, you really dare to say that! And how do you know all this so clearly?

For a moment, all the boys (except Mr. Seimo) looked at Chidori Kaname with a strange expression. Although she had a beautiful face and a good figure, and even possessed a Yamato Nadeshiko-like charm when she didn't speak, her carefree and uninhibited personality, and her past experiences... were truly regrettable!

It's obvious the boys misunderstood.

Chidori Kaname had no idea what the boys around her were thinking, and even if she did, she probably wouldn't care. Perhaps, given her straightforward nature, she might even say boldly: "You bunch of weaklings think you know how to appreciate me? I've even thrown away my girlish shame for my sisters!"

Of course, some people with special tastes may like shameless, infatuated women, and after seeing Ms. Chidori's performance today, they might even have some inappropriate thoughts.

Chidori, who has studied karate for several years, says she is not afraid of such people at all.

If such a pervert were to actually come knocking on my door, Ms. Chidori would definitely take this opportunity to help the Japanese improve their overall national character—if there are fewer bad people, wouldn't the proportion of good people increase?

As for whether this process will scare some passing classmates or affect the reputation of Chidori, the class president, in the class?

Hmph, now that I've already secured the position of class monitor, and especially since the homeroom teacher is such a coward, Chidori feels that she no longer needs to suppress her true nature.

If any girl is dissatisfied with her position, she can bring it up directly and give her a chance to challenge herself, whether it's in academics or sports; if any boy doesn't like her or wants to mess with her, well, let's fight!

Although some people may complain that Chidori is treating boys and girls differently, what can you do when she is a woman?

Moreover, if he could scare Saya away and dispel her idea of ​​entering politics, even if he had to be a little violent and make Saya understand the truth that "might makes right," what would it matter if he didn't date for three years of high school because of it?

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Okay, actually, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, Ms. Chidori still felt a little sad: "Sayonara! My high school youth~ Sayonara! My love that hasn't even started yet!"

If you were to ask Chidori if she regrets it now, the answer would be yes, but what's done is done, and there's no use in regretting it. In that situation, in the heat of the moment, Chidori couldn't think of any other way to scare Saya, and it seems to have worked quite well.

"Aunt Yuriko, I have not let you down."

Just as Ms. Chidori felt that her hard work and sacrifices had not been in vain, Saya Takagi, who had been standing in her seat for a long time with her expression changing, took a deep breath.

"Ok?"

Chidori suddenly had a very bad feeling, so when she saw the determined look in Takagi Saya's eyes after she raised her head, she immediately lost her composure.

"Looking at the rise of various countries and the independence of nations, none have succeeded without bloodshed. Today's Japan has shed too little blood. Although there are still organizations like the Japanese Resistance Front fighting, the ordinary people who are content with being enslaved by the Britannians have become numb!"

This is precisely why Japan cannot achieve independence. If tragic experiences can inspire those who refuse to be oppressed, if bloodshed can awaken those who are determined to fight, then let me begin!

Holy crap! Saya! You brat! Do you know what you're saying?!

Chidori stared wide-eyed at Takagi Saya, who resembled a "saint," and continued, "Just as I said, unite with Japanese students from other universities. Every single one of them, if Brittany sends troops to arrest us on the day of our march, then I will stand up!"

If... if I am tortured, or even die, then let my story be spread through the media, through the internet, so that those who still fantasize about surviving under Brittany's rule can see, so that those who still harbor unrealistic illusions about Brittany can see, this is the fate of those who seek compromise! This is the disastrous result of relying solely on peaceful means!

The impassioned voices still echoed in the classroom when Chidori realized she was wrong, truly wrong.

Both Yuriko and Takagi initially thought that Saya Takagi would at most follow her father Soichiro's arrangements: using her experience at Ashford Academy to package herself as a pro-Brittania graduate and enter the political arena of Area 11. However, they never imagined that Saya's ambition wasn't to become a female spy sacrificing herself for intelligence, but rather to use her sacrifice to become a voice awakening the Japanese people!

Just like the saint in the Hundred Years' War who inspired the French to fight! But this makes it even more important for me to stop Saya! Because the saint's fate was to be burned at the stake!

In the classroom of Class 1-F, everyone was gazing at that unattainable beauty, including Mr. Seamus standing to the side, and all the members of the Amalgam group.

Because they couldn't help but think: "Girl, if you want Japanese independence, just tell us. What's the point of sacrificing yourself!"

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82. Amalgam may be large, but integrity? Absolutely none. (Seeking first subscription)

Kyosuke Kousaka is very irritable right now.

Look to the left, and someone is looking at you; look to the right, and someone is looking at you; turn around and look behind you, and someone is still looking at you.

WTF! Why are you guys looking at me instead of the busty girl?!

The extremely frustrated sister-obsessed classmate glared fiercely at Shusuke Takanashi and Taro Sado, who were looking at him, then turned back, only to be startled by a sharp gaze from directly in front of him and lean back.

If it weren't for the table behind him providing support, Kosaka, the siscon, might have fallen over.

Kyosuke Kosaka wanted to curse, to teach that bastard who had been staring at him with such cold eyes that he almost fell over a lesson, but he didn't dare, because that bastard's name was Simo.

"You siscon, aren't you going to say something?" Mr. Seymour's voice rang directly in Kousaka Kyosuke's mind.

"What did you say?" Kosaka, the siscon, pretended not to understand anything.

But such a petty trick could hardly fool Mr. Seymour: "Don't you have anything to say about why Japan hasn't been able to achieve independence for so many years?"

Kyosuke Kosaka's face twitched involuntarily. How was he supposed to answer that? Was he supposed to say that he deliberately avoided using force to overthrow the rule of Brittany for his own selfish reasons?

Before the Britannians invaded, the relationship between the Kousaka siblings had reached a freezing point. Despite living under the same roof, they were like strangers, and Kirino didn't even greet him when she met him!

However, ever since she started using Brittany's Ubiquitin (a medicine for treating orthopedic diseases), Kirino started talking to her again, their relationship was restored, and Kirino even dared not sleep at night if she wasn't home.

And all of this is thanks to the ruthless Britannian soldiers. Without them, how could Kirino understand her older brother's concern for her, or realize that he is her support and protector?

So, Kosaka, the siscon, really wants to tell Simo, and all those Shinji, Shirou, Shusuke, Taro, and Nozomi who are watching him from all sides: "You want to go back to the way things were before, when you and Kirino were like strangers? No way!"

However, if Kosaka, the siscon, had the guts to do that, he wouldn't be a siscon.

If the siscon had been a bit more domineering, ruthless, and ambitious, perhaps he would be the sole ruler of the amalgamation industry now, instead of the current binary politics where he and Leonard share power (and undermine each other). There might not even be room for a small group of independent party members like Mr. Seamus.

Regarding the personality of someone with a "sister complex," Leonard, who benefited the most from it, once commented: "Amalgam is an organized terrorist organization. They should be domineering and unreasonable externally, but internally they should be fair and organized in terms of rewards and punishments. But look at Kosaka, he's unambitious, content with his small fortune, covers up his comrades' mistakes, and tries to maintain a facade of peace. He's friendly with everyone, and even when offended, he only retaliates with jokes. Damn it! You're managing Amalgam, which is more evil and terrifying than the underworld! Do you think you're running a neighborhood committee?"

Expecting Kousaka, a siscon who's used to taking things lying down and will at most trip you up in revenge, to suddenly stand up for herself? Hahaha, go to sleep.

So, faced with Mr. Seymour's relentless questioning, Kosaka, the siscon, simply feigned ignorance: "Ahaha, I don't know~"

Mr. Seamus then asked, "As the leader of the largest secret terrorist organization in this region and even the world, do you know why Amalgam hasn't ruled the world?"

The answer is obvious: it's because the lead sheep didn't have that kind of ambition! So...

"Haha, I don't know~"

"Hey! Aren't you going to do anything about that girl standing over there? Don't you feel anything at all?"

"Haha, I don't know~"

"Is this something a human being would do?"

"Haha, Kousaka doesn't know~"

Faced with such a shameless siscon, Mr. Ximo was uncharacteristically silent for a few seconds before speaking again: "So, as the leader, head, and boss of Amalgam, you're just going to ignore this high-quality resource, this human weapon, who's ready to sacrifice herself?"

And Simo's answer remained the same: "Haha, Kousaka doesn't know~"

At this moment, Kyosuke Kosaka was thinking, "Say what you will, Simo. I'm just going to refuse to cooperate non-violently. So what? What does it matter to me what happens to that bespectacled girl?"

But just then, countless voices suddenly rang in Kosaka's ears: "This is too much! Kosaka! How could you be so cold-hearted and heartless as to not save a girl like this? I, Emiya Shirou, will never allow it!"

Hey! Emiya, this isn't the time to play the game of "allies of justice" with you! Do you really think you're some kind of superhero?

And you bastard Simo, you tricked me again! When did our private chat turn into a chat room?

Mr. Ximo, who secretly launched a "mass line" campaign, said: He knows nothing, and he will leave the rest to those "sharp eyes".

"Hey! Kyosuke! This is a rare resource that looks like it's an F cup! A rare resource that's two sizes bigger than Sakura! What's the average size for a Japanese woman? And you're just letting such a weapon die like this! You're wasting it! You'll get struck by lightning!"

Holy crap! Shinji, instead of going home and developing your adopted sister, what are you spouting nonsense about here? Do you think I don't know about your family's messy affairs?

"Boss! I think it's wrong to stand by and watch someone die!"

Damn it! You idiot Takanashi, even you, a submissive, dare to defy me?

"Boss! Let's go to war with Brittany! Let me take the bullets for everyone!"

Cao Cao, Cao Cao! Pig Taro, do you think I don't know your dark, evil, and disgusting thoughts? Want to be the best on the battlefield? In your next life!

"Listen to this, you siscon! This is the voice of the people! I don't recall ever teaching you to detach yourself from the masses!"

You old scoundrel, get the hell out of here! You son of a bitch, you haven't even been my teacher for 12 hours yet!

If it weren't for the fact that the amalgam technology relies on brainwaves to transmit messages, and if it weren't for the fact that one could transmit their thoughts to others simply by thinking about them, then Kyosuke Kousaka would have been drowned in a sea of ​​public criticism and wouldn't be able to maintain his current one-on-one banter.

Even so, the sister-obsessed guy was still very upset: "Are you all stupid? Don't forget who the governor of Area 11 is? It's Chloe, a member of my Amalgam! You bunch of ungrateful bastards, how can you do this to him?"

The temporary chat room for Class 1-F of the Amalgam Group instantly went silent. Normally, Kosaka, the siscon, should have felt proud of his witty retort and for leaving everyone speechless. But why did he feel that everyone was looking at him strangely?

Hey! Why are you all staring at me like that?

Seeing how clueless his sister-obsessed brother was, Mr. Seamus sighed and gave him another piece of advice: "Idiot, hurry up and send the video of Takagi's speech to Kurovsky! This time, don't even think about getting us to help him deal with that girl Takagi without at least a billion. And don't forget to send over our 'excited' voices too! See if we can get a little more."

Damn it, I was blind to believe you guys had patriotism! (To be continued.)

83. On the Two-Sided Needle of Japan's National Liberation Forces—Ugh, I mean sex.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and Kyosuke Kousaka once naively believed that there were still some bright spots of humanity in Amalgam. For example, there was Ino-taro, who usually participated in the volunteer club (which had beautiful girls), and Takanashi, who was known as "Amalgam's last conscience"—purely because he was cowardly; and Emiya, who was known as "Amalgam's last remaining conscience."

"I never expected this, I never expected that someone with thick eyebrows and big eyes like Shirou Emiya would actually ask for money!" Kyosuke Kousaka originally thought that only someone with an ordinary face like himself would be shameless.

In response to Kosaka's sarcastic remark about being a siscon, Emiya Shirou, who had just debuted under Simo's influence, awkwardly scratched his cheek: "Well, although I really want a share of the money, it doesn't contradict my desire to save Takashiro-kun!"

That's right! Just like Mr. Seamus said, this is realizing one's own life value while achieving social value! Although I took Clovis's money, it doesn't affect my determination to save the girl! Besides, the dojo at home needs repairs!

Seeing his companions, who shared similar interests and motivations as Shirou Emiya, Kousaka, a die-hard siscon, reluctantly contacted Chloess. And so, the teacups in the Governor's Mansion meeting room suffered again.