I Become a Mafia in the Academy

Chapter 108

After finishing the survival class and returning to the classroom, we were informed of the academy's directive that club activities could resume after school today.

"I'm alive, yayyyyyyy!!"

Although it was just the resumption of club activities, Jinwoo, for some reason, knelt on the ground and started praying to the sky.

As I was wondering what on earth he was doing, Youngje, as if reading my thoughts, approached and explained.

"It seems there was a mentoring session scheduled today. But he's been like that since earlier, thinking he can skip it by using the club activities as an excuse."

"Ah."

It seems he really hates mentoring classes.

Well, if it were me, I'd choose club activities over Han Yeoeun's training any day...

[Main Story]

[You, who have stirred up a new wind in the academy! By establishing a new club, you have written your own new history! Lead your club to success and upgrade it to a Silver Club!]

[Achievement Condition: Complete 5 club requests!]

[Number of Requests Completed: 4 / 5]

[※The reward for achievement may vary depending on the results.]

Only one more request remained until the completion of the academy's main story.

To clear this, club activities were ultimately necessary, and fortunately, the restriction on club activities had been lifted today.

"Come to think of it, haven't the requests piled up a bit?"

Recently, our club had been receiving requests not only through written submissions but also through the academy's community, and as a result, quite a few requests had accumulated.

"Ah, yes. But when you sort out the trivial ones and those we don't necessarily have to do, there are about three that are doable."

Seah showed us the titles of the requests, saying so.

[1. Collect King Crocodile Skin from the Mangrove Dungeon - 'Rutungbitung' Club]

[2. Assist with Potion Performance Test Experiment - 'Alchemist' Club]

[3. Three-Day Mercenary Contract - 'Hunter' Club]

"Material collection, human experimentation, and a mercenary contract..."

The contents of the requests were quite standard.

Among them, what particularly caught my eye was the one from the Hunter Club seeking mercenaries.

"Is the Hunter Club preparing for a raid?"

The Hunter Club was the one Seah had initially wanted to join, and one of the few mega-platinum clubs at the academy.

If they were looking for mercenaries, it certainly wouldn't be an ordinary raid.

"I checked with the interns from the Hunter Club next door, and it seems they're attempting to raid a newly formed B-grade dungeon in Bukaksan."

A B-grade dungeon would require at least two active hero parties to conquer.

If it were academy students, perhaps five parties might be needed.

In that case...

"Their aim would be successor training and byproduct collection."

"Yes, I think so too."

I didn't know where they got the raid permit for a B-grade dungeon, but one thing was certain: it could be dangerous for those with average skills.

"Were there any additional conditions attached?"

"Yes, they said they'd prefer someone with frontline experience."

"...Frontline?"

Did we have anyone in our club who could serve as a frontline?

Jinwoo uses a sword, but due to his assassin trait, he's not suited for the frontline, and Seah and Youngje are mages, so that leaves only someone who uses martial arts...

"They just want to make a mercenary contract with me."

"That's probably it."

Although it could be a genuine intention to trust my abilities for a mercenary contract, my instincts told me there was something more to it.

"...It might be better to look into it further. We should also hear the opinions of the others."

"Yes, I think it's best to approach it carefully."

In that case, we should hold the meeting at the club booth.

"Let's go to the booth for the first time in a while. We can do some cleaning too."

* * *

The underground of the club hall.

As we walked through the corridor with the club members, Jinwoo chuckled and mumbled.

"Wow, why does it feel like it's been so long since we last went to the booth?"

Youngje nodded in agreement.

"Well, it has been a while, hasn't it?"

It had been about a week since we couldn't do any club activities after the terror alert video was posted.

"Still, it's nice to be able to use our cozy booth again. Honestly, our booth is much better than the academy training ground, right?"

Seah, who had already fallen in love with the welfare facilities of 'Familia', spoke with a positive smile.

Indeed, good in-house welfare improves employee loyalty.

[Name: 'Familia' (Calione)]

[Rank: Bronze]

[Family Members: 4 / 5 (Upgrade Required!)]

[Subordinate Organizations: 4]

[Environment: Very Good]

[Club Members are Very Satisfied!]

The kids were actually very satisfied too.

As I was about to enter the booth number, I suddenly realized that there was some noise coming from inside.

"...It sounds like someone's in there."

"Inside? Eek! Could it be a thief? My Another String!!"

It was true that our booth had many expensive items.

However...

"It's impossible to move such large equipment unnoticed within the academy. So, it's more likely someone who knows the booth number."

"Is there anyone else who knows the number besides us?"

"Two people?"

One was our club's advisor, Ji Soohyun. And the other...

"Ah, Young Master── President. I thought it might be you when I heard voices outside."

The president of the International Trade Club, Lee Haru.

It was her.

"What brings you here?"

"Ah, I heard that club activities could resume today, so I had a company I know clean the booth. Did I do something unnecessary?"

Looking inside the open door, I could see people diligently cleaning.

By the look of their uniforms, it seemed they were from a company related to Haru's family.

"No, I'm actually grateful."

I was thinking of calling a company for cleaning anyway, so I couldn't refuse such help.

"I'm glad to hear that. Ah, we finished most of it before you arrived, so you can go right in."

Following Haru's guidance, we entered and saw the booth as clean as when we had left it.

"I'll repay the favor later."

"I haven't repaid my debt to you yet, so why not deduct it from there?"

It was a sincere remark from me, but Haru took it as a joke.

I chuckled and nodded in response.

"I'll consider it."

"Thank you. Ah, it looks like the cleaning is all done. Then I'll return to the 'International Trade Club'. Please rest easy."

After bowing and seeing Haru off as she left the booth, we returned inside.

"Jinwoo. You can do three more reps. Let's try it!"

"I'm dying! I'm really dying!"

"Don't you know why it's called Another String? Because you won't die, let's lift it! One!"

"Aaaargh!!"

Jinwoo and Youngje were lifting weights diligently in the training room.

"Oh. This one's expiration date is almost up. Yoojin, can I take this home?"

Seah was organizing the fridge to put in the newly received desserts.

Seeing this, it finally felt like the club was running properly again.

Relaxing for the first time in a while, I leaned back on the sofa.

-......ki...... is it?

-......right.

-......that's it.

The sound of murmuring could be heard from outside.

The Z room we use as a club booth is so large that no one would come around except for people looking for the club, so who could be outside?

"Are they clients? I'll go check!"

Seah, hearing the noise from outside, quickly finished organizing the fridge and went out through the club booth door.

"Hello. Are you here for 'Familia'?"

Through the slightly open door, I saw a yellow badge. It seems they are sophomores.

As Seah cautiously asked them, the man standing in the middle of the three adjusted his glasses and spoke.

"Are you a member of Familia? And is the person behind you... Han Yoojin, the president?"

An unfriendly tone.

Since my name was mentioned with such a tone, I got up from the sofa and headed to the entrance.

"That's correct, but... would you like to come inside and talk?"

Judging by their appearance, expressions, and voices, it didn't seem like they were here for a pleasant or short conversation, so I stepped forward and spoke first.

The three looked at each other and nodded.

"Shall we?"

Something about their smiles was unpleasant.

As I led the three into the club booth, their movements stopped.

"Wow... what is this? Is this really the first-floor club booth?"

"Hey, it's really fancy. Is this a new club? The rumors must be true."

"What's this? It's so spacious... Our club booth is several times smaller."

It seems everyone was surprised by the facilities of our club booth.

"Seah, I'll take the guests to the president's office, so please prepare some tea and snacks."

"Ah... yes! We have macarons that the Legado people packed separately for us this time, would those be okay?"

"That's more than enough."

Entering my office labeled [President's Office], I seated the three of them and then sat opposite them.

"It doesn't seem like you're here for a request, so what brings you here?"

Usually, those who come to our club with a request are students in trouble or with nowhere else to turn.

But the expressions of these guys who came to our club now?

They looked extremely relaxed and arrogant, even enjoying themselves.

From my experience, these types of guys fall into two categories.

They're here to pick a fight. Or they're here to pick a fight.

Either way, they're troublesome.

"Ah, the reason we're here? It's nothing much, can I speak informally? Since I'm a senior."

The guy with glasses adjusted them while smirking.

As expected, they were here for the first reason.

"Won't you stop if I ask you to?"

"What? Hahaha! No way, I was just being polite."

"Really? Then I'll speak informally too."

As I boldly declared and spoke informally to them, their expressions twisted.

"Even so, we're your seniors..."

The guy with glasses seemed to be the leader of this group, as he continued to speak first.

I sighed and looked at him.

"Do you want to be treated as seniors even though you lack basic manners? That's amusing."

When I retorted, the guy with glasses crossed his legs and spoke.

"Oh, I haven't introduced us yet. We are the 'Ares' from the Silver Club on the second floor. It's a club where fighters from all years gather."

Ares? From what I remember, it's a club where guys who think they're tough gather at the academy.

For such guys to come looking for me, I, who mainly use my fists, found it interesting.

"So, what business does the great 'Ares' have with our 'Familia'?"

The guy smirked at my question.

"It's not a big deal. We're here because of the 'Ranger Club' guys you recently beat in the total war."

"Ranger Club?"

Ah... there were such guys. With so many major incidents, it feels like a story from long ago.

"Those guys owe us a debt at 'Ares'."

Ah, I see.

These guys were definitely here to pick a fight.

Damn, just when things were starting to calm down... But you don't avoid a fight that comes to you.

I smirked and met the guy's eyes.

"I think I know what you're going to say without you having to finish. You want us to pay off the 'Ranger Club's' debt for them, or take over what they were doing for you. Something like that, right?"

Their eyes widened at my guess.

"Wow, you got it right. As expected of a freshman who's already leading a club───"

"───Get lost."

"......What?"

"Get lost."

Where do these guys get off threatening us?