The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

Chidori Kaname fell into resentment and grumbling about the truth of the democratic student autonomy characteristic of Brittany.

Simo took the opportunity to look around the student council office. There was an oval conference table, with several computer desks scattered around it in a symmetrical manner. The pink and white walls were not decorated much, with only a notice board hanging on them. However, from the style of the windows and the reliefs on the walls, it could be seen that this place used to be in a magnificent Baroque style.

However, Simo couldn't see the decorations that should have been there, which seemed likely to have been removed by the mistress who disliked them. But even if the mistress was powerful, she couldn't remove the roof relief that was half a body high, nor could she change the windows that were two or three meters high.

Therefore, the only things that can be changed are the walls and the layout of the room.

Simo could tell from many subtle details that President Mirei must have drastically altered the room layout, and such a person would inevitably have a domineering and self-centered personality.

"I didn't get a good look at it last time I came here," Ximo muttered to himself.

Last time?

Having freed himself from his resentment, Chidori asked curiously, "Huh? Shimo, have you been here before?"

But Simo didn't answer her, which made Chidori a little dissatisfied: Could this guy be infatuated with the blonde beauty in front of him?

Chidori grew increasingly angry as she thought about it. She turned her head to see if Ximo's lecherous eyes were really staring at something he shouldn't be looking at. If that were the case, then even if it meant being laughed at by others, she would teach that idiot Ximo a lesson.

But the result surprised Chidori: it was the first time she had ever seen Simo so distraught!

His unfocused pupils and stiff face made it doubt whether he could ever make another expression, as if... he had lost the most important thing in his life...

"Hey! What's wrong?"

Chidori was a little worried. Taking advantage of Mirei's inattention, she quietly nudged Simo. The latter quickly realized what was happening, came to her senses, and said somewhat stiffly, "It's nothing."

Chidori Kaname's face showed obvious disbelief. Although Shimo wasn't the same dazed person he had been before, his deliberately cold expression clearly told him that something was wrong! Chidori Kaname even wanted to grab Shimo and give him a back throw to bring him back to his senses.

This lifeless look doesn't suit you, Seamus! You're clearly a goofball! What are you pretending to be so profound for? Get your energy back!

However, because there was a Britannian on the other side, Chidori managed to restrain herself. She planned to go back and ask Simo what had happened.

At that moment, Chidori Kaname was completely unaware that Mirei, who was right in front of her, smiled almost imperceptibly.

An eerie silence fell over the room until, after a few minutes, Mirei looked up and asked, "Regarding your class's proposal, I have a few questions."

Chidori glanced at Simo. This plan was entirely devised by Simo and the group of boys. If she were to explain it to Mirei, she definitely wouldn't be able to give a coherent explanation.

Fortunately, Simo had returned to normal by this time. He nodded, indicating that Mireille should ask a question.

Mireille sat up straight and held up one finger: "So, my first question is, why do you use food as a wager?"

Huh?

Mirei's question left Chidori in disbelief. Was this really not a rhetorical question? Or was it a provocation, like a cat playing with a mouse?

Before Ximo could answer, Chidori, feeling fooled, interrupted: "President, don't you know that the school cafeteria doesn't provide us with food?"

"Huh? How could that be?" Mirei covered her mouth in surprise, looking as if she had just found out, but for some reason, Chidori Kaname always felt that Mirei was "acting".

Could the de facto chairman of the board really be unaware of the embarrassing situation his subordinates have created for the Japanese students? Or, to put it more bluntly, could this student council president, Mirei, really be the mastermind behind all the problems they've been created by?

Chidori's gaze sharpened. (To be continued.)

86. Business Consulting = Life Conversation

"Chidori-kun, you should know that even I can't know exactly what's happening in any place at any time in the school. People who can do that are called gods by human religions. Of course, if you still think I'm lying, I personally don't mind."

Millie Ashford's high-sounding yet witty remarks made Chidori really want to punch her, but in the end, Chidori held back because of the other party's status.

However, this did not stop Chidori from thinking to herself: According to your logic, if I doubt you, do I have to admit that you are an omniscient and omnipotent "god" in the school? Do I have to worship you like a believer?

For some reason, Chidori realized that she really hated the woman in front of her.

At this moment, Simo stepped in and interrupted Chidori's rampage, saying, "So, President Mirei, now that you know?"

“Yes, I will inform Mr. Carlos, who is in charge of school logistics, that the cafeteria will provide lunch for all students starting tomorrow.” Mirei paused, glanced at Kaname Chidori, and added, “Whether they are Britannian students or Japanese students.”

Chidori met Mirei's gaze defiantly, but her mind was elsewhere: Does this mean that Class F's biggest problem has been solved? Was all our afternoon's discussion for nothing?

Regarding the relative strengths of democracy and poisonous vegetables, Chidori Kaname once again gained a profound understanding at this moment.

I spent hours discussing this using democratic methods, but it couldn't compare to the efficiency of someone else's one minute of toxic food. This is really frustrating!

Especially when the power of this poisonous vegetable is not yet under one's control!

However, this would free up a lot of free time for her, and the thought of having more time to promote Japanese culture at school made Chidori Kaname very happy. After all, if they followed Simo's plan to summon war, as one of the class representatives, she would have to fight against other classes every week for food.

That would mean he wouldn't have much free time, which is not good news for Kaname Chidori, who wants to achieve her goals at Ashford Academy.

Now that the problem of basic needs has been solved, perhaps we could discuss with Simo the possibility of establishing a classical culture department, so that the two of us could exchange ideas, listen to music, read books, and so on in our spare time...

Chidori, now brimming with girlish charm, felt her face flush slightly and began to look forward to a richer and more relaxed free time ahead.

However, just as Chidori, caught up in her girlish whims, was about to struggle with her own thoughts, President Mirei spoke up: "However, I find this plan very interesting, and there seems to be no reason to give up on it."

Huh? What?!

"Wait, President? What are you talking about?"

Although there were many things in Simo's project that he didn't understand, such as holographic images and other high-tech concepts, even he knew that making such a game would take a lot of time, and that operation, maintenance, and involvement would also take time after it was completed.

Having recovered from her lunchtime ordeal, Chidori Kaname didn't want to waste her school time on that game. Besides, fighting alongside Shimo in public was nothing compared to being alone with him in a quiet classroom!

So now Chidori wants to stop the plan from passing: "President, this game's equipment alone will require more than 400 square meters of space, you know?"

Good heavens, is it really okay to take up so much of the school's teaching resources? Shouldn't teaching resources be used in this way?

Mirei tilted her head and put her finger to her lips, as if she was thinking: "I remember the old teaching building was about 600 square meters on the first floor, and the total area was more than 1900 square meters. And right now there is only your class in there?"

Simo quickly stepped forward and replied, "Yes, President, to be honest, it can sometimes feel a bit lonely when we're the only class."

If the siscon were here, he might interpret Mr. Seamus's so-called loneliness as the boredom of not being able to send a group of heretics to heaven.

Muslims who dislike jihad are not good Muslims!

This shows a deep understanding of Mr. Seamus. However, Mr. Seamus would never admit that his sister-obsessed brother is a mind reader, because Muslin is very clean and would never raise insects like the Japanese do.

However, Ms. Chidori lacked the experience of someone like Kousaka, who had a long-term "battle" with Mr. Seimei, so she inevitably had a slight misunderstanding regarding Mr. Seimei's remarks.

Lonely? Are you flirting with girls? Are you flirting with girls?! Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a fierce look are all good! Hmm?! Simon, you bastard, are you planning to invite her to come over to our class more often?

"Huh? Really? That's a bit like our student council, isn't it? To be honest, not many people come here usually, and even I, the president, often feel it's quite deserted~"

Is this seduction? Is this seduction?

Chidori felt like she was about to explode with anger. Were all Britannian women so provocative? Thank goodness her chromosome donor was her mother from Japan! Britannian women were just too shameless!

Chidori kept a close eye on Simo, ready to punch him if he dared to flirt with other women, to wake him up and teach him a lesson! She was ready to teach him a lesson he shouldn't be fooled by a seductive woman!

Fortunately, the self-disciplined Mr. Simon did not have a chance to make a vengeful move from Chidori. He laughed and said, "President Mirei, you are joking. As a student yourself, you also have to take care of all aspects of the school. Everyone has witnessed your busy schedule and hard work, so we did not want to disturb you during your rest time."

Well said! President Mirei, please "rest well" here and don't bother others!

Sensing danger and eager to leave, Chidori said, following Ximo's words, "President Mirei, it's getting late, shouldn't we say goodbye? After all, we can't disturb your 'rest'!"

However, Mirei, as if she had seen through Chidori's little scheme, smiled mischievously: "Don't be in such a hurry! I still have a lot of questions I want to ask about this plan. Of course, if you have something to do, Chidori, you can go back first. I can consult Simo for the rest."

Go back first? Give you two some alone time? Dream on! In a moment of impulsiveness, Miss Chidori made her decision! (To be continued.)

87. Do you know of a mobile game that lets otaku go out and pick up girls?

Realizing the critical situation, Ms. Chidori made a decision: guard against fire, theft, and mistresses!

Wait, this doesn't mean that Ms. Chidori has feelings for any particular guy. Ms. Chidori just doesn't want her classmates to be seduced by shameless women and led astray!

Having convinced himself, Chidori Kaname, while chuckling awkwardly and saying things like "It's still early," "I don't want to go back so soon," and "Since you have a problem, I'll stay," shamelessly stayed. He was determined to use all his power to ruin the plan and then spend the next three years of high school club life with Shimo!

"So, regarding my question, firstly..."

Seeing Mirei raise another finger, Chidori interrupted rudely, "President, isn't this your second question? Didn't you ask a question before? The one with food as the stake!"

Mirei opened her mouth slightly embarrassedly, then tapped her head: "Ah! Sorry, I forgot!"

Seeing this posture, Chidori became even more annoyed:

Chidori looked at Simo with considerable worry, hoping he would be fooled by the feigned cuteness of this green tea bitch in front of him!

As for how Chidori can determine that Mirei is a green tea?

Her reasoning was: as long as it's not her acting cute, any other woman who does it is considered a green tea b*tch!

It has to be said that this reason is quite reasonable, especially from a woman's perspective.

To Chidori's relief, Shimo didn't seem to be affected, but that didn't mean they could relax. The enemy was quite the charmer!

Mirei coughed lightly and continued, "Simo, I'm curious, where did you obtain these technologies?"

Chidori couldn't help but prick up her ears, because she found herself curious as well. It seemed that Shimo and Kosaka were quite familiar with each other, but not in the way of close buddies. Rather, they were more like playful, sabotaging friends.

Besides, how could a high school student possibly have this kind of skill? It's unbelievable.

Chidori felt that she must have been crazy, stupid, and dumb to have followed Simo to the student council with the plan without thinking, as she hadn't even noticed such an obvious problem!

"President Millie, you might not know this, but don't let his appearance fool you..." Mr. Simon, who had accidentally uttered the nickname, immediately realized his mistake and corrected himself, "I meant Kousaka-kun. Don't let his appearance fool you. He has a younger sister who is a writer."

"What does that have to do with this technology?" Mirei and Chidori were still puzzled.

Simo gestured for them not to rush: "Kousaka's younger sister is the author of that book, 'Sister's Sora'."

"Hey! You mean that game that sparked so much discussion, was adapted into a VR mobile game last year, and received five Guinness World Records, being recognized as 'the highest-grossing mobile game in its first month,' 'the fastest mobile game to reach $1 million in revenue (in 20 days),' and 'the most downloaded game in its first month (approximately...")?"

The original author of "Momoko Go!", which boasts over 10,000 downloads, ranked #1 in downloads across 70+ countries within a month of its release, and #1 in revenue across 55 countries within a month of its release!

Chidori was surprised. Although she didn't play games much, her classmates in junior high school were playing them. Moreover, because of the original Japanese work, the work won worldwide acclaim and made the Japanese feel quite proud in front of Brittany.

“Yes! That’s right!” Mr. Seymour added, “So, since then, Kousaka, as his sister’s agent, has had extensive contacts and collaborations with some top-notch game companies.”

Mr. Seamus blatantly lied, and said with great ease: "Actually, this matter is because the local Japanese company Nintendo wants to develop a new, disruptive game to compete with international game companies."

As you all know, the game industry is highly competitive. Although last year's "Sister Go" made Nintendo a fortune, similar copycat games quickly appeared on the market, such as Brittany's "Sister Go" and EU's "Brother Go". Of course, the most disgusting thing is that the Chinese Federation's Penguin released a knock-off called "Goddess Play", which is not only bad, but it is also a grotesque version. It is lawless because it knows the eunuch of Long Yao Fang!

Deeply hurt and feeling his self-esteem damaged, President Ren Heitang decides to develop a game this year that no one can imitate and that belongs only to the Japanese!

No, it's not the new train series or the tailing series. You know Chidori, although these two games are considered representative symbols of Japanese games abroad, Japanese trains have never actually been exported.

So those cars driven by Britannians, EU citizens, and Chinese Federal citizens are all unlicensed taxis!

Ren Heitang's point is that ideas can be imitated, concepts can be copied, and even cars can be bypassed, but only technology can achieve a monopoly!

So starting last year, Ren Heitang gathered all the engineers and programmers to develop a holographic imaging technology that can synchronize with the brain: the Lambda Drive System.

A machine that can create stereoscopic images in reality. Furthermore, these images can move within a confined space according to the operator's commands.