The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

But before Chidori could get close, Mr. Seymour, worried about the presence of an enemy, took another step, creating some distance, but not too far, so that he could protect Chidori behind him in case of danger.

This made Miss Chidori quicken her pace again, because she couldn't wait to see Simo's shy expression.

However, not wanting to be caught up by her and not wanting to appear too intimate, Simo immediately sped up after noticing Chidori's speed.

So, speed up, speed up, speed up! In this way, Miss Chidori, who could never catch up with Seimo, finally stopped panting.

She's angry!

Chidori Kaname, a classical beauty who is only beautiful when she doesn't speak or make a move, discovers her "ladylike" qualities for the first time in her life. (To be continued.)

93. If we can't have a relationship, it's all your fault!

"Hatsukashi! Hatsukashi! Hatsukashi! Wa-ri-ri-ro!"

If it weren't for the fact that Shimo was standing not far away, Chidori Kaname might have already started rolling around on the spot.

Now, having realized that she was acting somewhat "abnormally," Ms. Chidori was blushing and covering her face. Given that girls generally mature earlier than boys, coupled with her good grades in physical education and other factors, Ms. Chidori naturally knew the reason for her abnormality.

Young people admire their parents; those who are attracted to beauty admire young women.

The lecherous girl, no, the girl with a crush on love, Chidori, looked at Shimo standing in front of her with some anger.

Hearing her own heavy breathing from walking too fast, and looking at the other person's motionless profile, Chidori Hayato felt a surge of energy rising from her chest and stomped her foot hard.

A girl in love will naturally blame everything on a certain idiot in her mind.

And they will never reason with you.

Meanwhile, Shimo, who was secretly watching Chidori Kaname from the front, naturally saw the girl's angry expression.

Judging from the force of Miss Chidori's stomp, Mr. Simo felt it necessary to offer three seconds of silent prayer to Mother Earth: "I'm sorry for dragging you into this, and it wasn't my intention."

Although the darkness and distance prevented Simo from clearly seeing the girl's expression, he could sadly conclude from observing her fierce movements that Chidori was indeed angry, and his youthful romance story was indeed doomed.

In his grief and indignation, Mr. Seamus secretly swore:

However, before he could catch them by the tail and eliminate them, he had no choice but to use this method to "protect" Chidori.

The thought of all this made Mr. Seamus feel uneasy.

Looking at that unreachable figure in front of her, Chidori Kaname felt like she wanted to stab a voodoo doll in her heart.

Once again, the chase continued, and Chidori realized with resentment that even though they had already reached the platform, she still hadn't caught up!

On the other hand, if Mr. Seamus, who had the physical advantage, hadn't done it on purpose, how could he possibly have lost!

So what was originally a wonderful trip together turned into an ultra-long-distance interval race.

As the only two contestants, he and Simo didn't exchange a single word throughout the entire process!

This oppressive anger made Chidori clench her fists, but she quickly relaxed them as if nothing had happened.

The subway arrived, the doors opened, and Mr. Simon finally turned around.

But what Ms. Chidori saw was Mr. Simo, who had just taught himself the skill of facial paralysis!

What innocent? What shyness!

All Miss Chidori saw was a cold gaze urging her, "Why aren't you getting on the bus yet?"

Three common illusions in life: He might like me.

Chidori was starting to get annoyed. Was everything just her imagination? Were those faint glances that had been there since noon just wishful thinking on her part?

Ms. Chidori, furious, took out her phone and started typing furiously before walking into the subway without even looking up.

However, when Chidori opened her email, she just randomly typed in a bunch of gibberish. She wasn't trying to send an email; she just didn't want to see that cold face anymore.

What's really annoying about being away from home is that right there on the subway, right in front of me, there's a couple of high school kids hugging and kissing, as if they're afraid no one will know they're a couple!

It's infuriating! Especially after comparing it to my own situation!

Her eyes started to sting, and an urge to cry began to linger in Chidori's heart, but anger dominated her emotions!

Chidori grew angrier the more she thought about it, wishing she could turn around and "fight" with the bastard who had toyed with her girlish heart!

Of course, that's exactly what Ms. Chidori, who dared to think and hate, did. But just then, the train door closed, and the figure that annoyed her was not in the carriage.

Sensing something was wrong, Chidori used her last strength to run against the direction the subway was moving, and the last thing she saw before she collapsed was Simu's back as he stepped onto the escalator going up.

"So he doesn't take the subway at all," Chidori said absentmindedly, gripping the handrail with difficulty.

Why would someone who doesn't need to take the subway accompany you to the subway station?

The tear stains on her face hadn't dried yet, but Chidori Kaname had already smiled again.

"Next time! I won't fall for your tricks again! You bastard!"

In early spring, the night air was always a bit chilly. Alone, Simo turned up his collar and pulled it tight, as if that would warm him up.

Just now, watching Chidori Kaname silently board the subway with her phone in hand, Simo felt a pang of heartache, but he stubbornly remained silent until the subway doors closed.

He turned around, walked away quickly, faster and faster, until finally, amidst the angry shouts of the subway security guard, he started running!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

After passing through a protective forest, Ximo summoned his Gundam, which was entirely black, with giant pythons tattooed on its arms and their tails intertwined on its back, named "Fuxi," the ancient Chinese creator god.

Under Simo's control, it pushed off with all its might as if in a fit of rage, soaring into the air. Thanks to the ECS electronic camouflage system, the flight path was not detected by ordinary people, but it still left behind a deep crater, a loud noise, and a sudden gust of wind.

At 50km above the Earth's surface, at the top of the stratosphere, the temperature is close to 0 degrees Celsius. The thin air means there are no clouds, thus eliminating any possibility of hiding.

After Ximo's hands spun rapidly across the keyboard, typing out a series of commands, several small flying vehicles were launched from the back of the Fuxi Gundam and flew off in all directions.

Tianpeng, Tianren, Tianchong, Tianfu, Tianqin, Tianying, Tianrui, Tianzhu, and Tianxin—each of the nine stars of the celestial plate has one, making everything within a hundred miles impossible to hide.

Only after confirming that he could not be monitored did Simo use the onboard video communicator to dial a number. Soon, Kousaka Kyosuke's blank, stupid face appeared on the screen: "Why are you suddenly looking for me? Aren't you going to keep your class president company?"

Ximo had no time for arguing with him and asked directly, "Hey! You siscon! You've got someone following Chidori, haven't you?"

"Of course~ Who do you think I am! Fussou and Takanashi are in the front and rear compartments of her train, respectively." Kousaka Kyosuke replied to Simo immediately, which relieved Simo.

"And one more thing! Ximo-kun! I'll say it again! You can call me a gentleman, or a siscon, but don't add 'dead'! Don't think that..."

The brother-complex guy seemed to want to have another discussion with Mr. Simo about the human rights of brother-complexes, but Mr. Simo had no time for him and rudely interrupted, "Give me the list of all the students in the class, along with their home mailing addresses!" (To be continued.)

94. The Truman Show

That's right, Mr. Seimei doesn't intend to involve Chidori in danger, but he won't be polite to his sister-complex, since Kousaka Kyosuke is his "boss".

The word "leader" is written as "leader" but read as a lowly existence: "bad friend, sucker, ATM, and professional scapegoat"!

Kyosuke Kosaka asked, puzzled, "What do you need that for?"

Because he was worried, or because Simo was really irritable, he didn't want to explain too much to Kousaka Kyosuke: "You siscon, don't you know the saying 'You know too much'?!"

The brother-complex guy was taken aback at first, because he found it strange that what Ximo had just said sounded so familiar. It wasn't until a few seconds later that he remembered indignantly: "Isn't that what I usually say to Takanashi and Shirou to keep them from doing my side jobs?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Behave yourself! Give it to me now!" Mr. Seamus shouted, turning the volume up to the maximum.

"Hey! Are you looking for trouble?!" Kousaka on the screen was clearly startled—no, the entire Kousaka household was alarmed. Simo could even hear Kousaka's mother rushing upstairs and knocking on the door: "Kyosuke! Is someone in your bedroom? I just heard it! Honestly, bringing a friend home without saying a word. Young people shouldn't go too far!"

Kosaka's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly reached forward, only to find to his dismay that his screen had gone black.

However, he wasn't oblivious to the situation. Sure enough, a few minutes later, Kousaka Kyosuke, looking impatient and embarrassed, came back online. But before he could even confront him, Simo heard Kousaka's mother knocking on the door again: "Remember to be moderate, Kyosuke."

"My dear mother! It's dirty! Let's win!"

"Sigh... kids these days are really something..."

puff~

Simo laughed: "Mother? Are you acting in a Taiga drama? You're such a siscon."

Originally, Simo was very anxious because of the alteration of his memories and the Chidori incident, but after witnessing a glimpse of the daily life of the Kousaka family, he inexplicably calmed down.

That might just be the future I long for—a warm and loving family.

Mr. Seymour's "ear-piercing laughter" clearly provoked Kyosuke Kosaka's displeasure: "You bastard, do you know how much your voice sounds like a woman's? Suddenly being so loud, my mom thought I was watching a movie!"

Mr. Seamus rolled his eyes. This bastard talks as if he doesn't watch it usually!

However, this guy still has some use, so Mr. Seamus doesn't bother wasting time arguing with him, since he's already wasted enough time: "List! Address! Quickly!"

"Damn it, what did I owe you in my past life?" Despite her constant bickering, Kosaka's body, a die-hard siscon, reacted accordingly, and a file was quickly transferred to Mr. Ximo's computer.

"really."

Mr. Simo opened the document and found that the records therein were exactly the same as the students in Class F in his memory.

Undeterred, Simo had Kosaka right-click on the original file on his computer to view its properties and send him a screenshot. But the result was still disappointing—the creation and modification times were the same, and both were from several days ago.

Although there are ways to modify the system time, isn't everything that the student council recalled just a figment of their imagination?

Even though... the figure of that blue-haired, twin-tailed girl was so real, so clear!

But if she really doesn't exist, then all my previous speculations would be invalid, right? And if there's no such enemy, wouldn't that mean I can peacefully live a lively and bustling campus life with Chidori?

Yes! As long as that person doesn't exist, I will still be that halal, invincible Mr. Simo who counts money until his hands cramp and is a siscon who terrifies people with his cane!

Yes! As long as it's proven to be just my imagination, I can live a comfortable little life where I can gradually become closer to Chidori.

Perhaps in the future we'll encounter some clueless scoundrels causing trouble, perhaps one day Chidori will be attacked because of her Whisperer identity, but as long as I'm by her side, she'll be safe, and our relationship will deepen. Until one day, having grown accustomed to each other's presence, we'll walk down the aisle and begin a new life.

Far from those wars, far from those idiots in the amalgam, no longer needing to get up early and work late to check gunpowder and detonators; no need to keep explosives by your side all the time, even when you're sleeping.

Because that will be the happiest time of my life—the time spent with Chidori. And years later, we'll have two children, preferably a boy and a girl, watching them play and frolic, leisurely spending an afternoon together—wouldn't that be wonderful?!

So why can't I let go of someone who only exists in my memory and may not even actually exist?

why?

why!

Why do I feel this way, unable to let go? Why do I feel that I will regret it if I give up?

"Hey! Hey! Simo, you bastard! What's wrong?" Kousaka Kyosuke's commotion pulled Simo back to reality: "Hey! You idiot! It sounds weird coming from me, but don't make me worry about you! You moron!"

"Hey Kyosuke, have you seen 'Trumb Show'?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? A novel? A movie?"

"Yes, it's an old movie. It was made in Brittany."