I Become a Mafia in the Academy

Chapter 30

To be honest, the only reason I could do such a crazy thing was entirely thanks to Parnello.

The opponent was the branch leader of an organization.

No matter how much successor training I had received over the past few days or how talented I was, a one-on-one fight was not something I could guarantee.

However, in a situation like just now, it was incredibly simple.

Standing next to me was none other than the second-in-command of the Calione, the 'Calione Hunter.'

And the killing intent he emanated while standing behind me was almost too much to bear without laughing.

Even for someone with the [Trait: Hitman], the killing intent was intense enough, let alone for the guy himself—it must have been utterly terrifying for him.

"It's done, Young Master."

While I was outside getting some fresh air, Parnello came out, wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

"You've worked hard. What about the Triad members who came with them?"

"Yes, they've all been taken care of."

This was indeed the Calione way, wasn't it?

In such a short time, everything had already been settled.

"Judging from the guy's behavior and attitude, it's likely the Triad sent him as a pawn to discard. If the Triad's boss is capable of rational thought, there's no way they would have sent someone like that here."

"I agree. The people they sent were far too inadequate to be considered a proper threat to the Calione."

In other words, no matter how we dealt with them here, the Triad wouldn't retaliate.

The people they sent this time were merely sacrificial offerings to placate the Calione's anger.

However, there was one thing they overlooked.

"Such an attitude will only serve to ignite our wrath even further."

If the Triad's boss had personally come to Korea to offer respect, apologies, and proper compensation to my father, at least their lives could have been spared.

The Calione does not forgive a dog that bares its fangs, but if it submits to its master, we wouldn't take its life.

"Excellent. That's what makes the Calione what it is."

"By the way, has Father contacted you separately?"

Father had said he would be observing the entire process from the study.

If that's the case, by now Parnello should have received a message from Father.

As if confirming my thoughts, Parnello nodded and smiled contentedly.

"Yes, if I were to go into detail, it might make the Young Master feel ashamed... but to put it lightly, he said you passed with flying colors."

Shame, huh.......

It seemed Father had praised me excessively to Parnello.

"Additionally, he said to look forward to the upcoming executive meeting and that there would be another reward for this incident."

"This almost feels like he's trying to give me something in exchange for doing work......."

"It just shows how much the Don cares for you. It would be wise to accept it graciously."

Of course, this too was just Parnello being modest.

"If Parnello says so......."

As I muttered this and turned around, I began to see the sun peeking over the mountain ridge.

"......Morning is already approaching."

"Indeed."

"I'll personally deliver the detailed report to the Don. Since the Young Master needs to head to the Academy soon, please rest a little. I believe the rewards distribution will be completed before you leave for school."

From that statement alone, I could tell Parnello was hoping to discuss with Father while I was absent.

Normally, Parnello would have asked if I wanted to meet Father first, but this time he firmly stated that he would report directly.

If there was a conversation he wanted to have without me, it was obviously about me.

"Thank you for your consideration, Parnello."

After hearing my words, Parnello gave a faint smile and left. Once his figure disappeared from view, I too headed back to my room.

Normally, I would still be asleep at this hour, but thanks to the fatigue recovery potion Father had given me, I wasn't feeling sleepy at all.

As I continued planning the upcoming club activities until dawn, the sky had already begun to brighten.

* * *

[Young Master, it's Parnello.]

"Hmm?"

Hearing the voice from outside, I checked my wristwatch and realized it was already time to go to school.

Has it already become this late?

"Come in."

Upon hearing my words, Parnello entered the room and bowed as I stretched in my chair.

"You haven't been sleeping, Young Master?"

"The fatigue recovery potion Father gave me was too effective."

"Hahaha, that's fortunate. Actually, I came to inform you about the reward the Don has prepared for you regarding this morning's incident."

With that, Parnello began explaining what Father had arranged for me.

"Firstly, Young Master, you will be given an overseas account as a result of this incident."

"An overseas account?"

Yes, after checking, we found it contained approximately 1.3 billion credits. The account password was also provided, so you should be able to use it freely.

1.3 billion credits.......

It was an excessively large amount for a daily wage, but given the magnitude of the achievement, I supposed it made sense.

"Secondly, a custom suit will be provided for you, Young Master."

"I already have plenty of suits."

"Ordinary suits you may have plenty of, but this one will be different."

With that, Parnello gave a slight smile.

What he said next was enough to surprise me.

"I've placed an order for a custom-tailored suit with the Maestro."

"......What? The Maestro? You mean the Maestro I know?"

"Yes, the very one you know. This evening, you can visit the Maestro's studio with Han Seojun's secretary."

"Hah, this is beyond my expectations."

A suit from the Maestro was something else entirely.

Maestro (Maestro).

A title given only to master craftsmen capable of creating 'treasures' solely through their personal skill.

In other words, it's a title given to those recognized as the best in their field, and now, they would be making my suit.

"Hehe. Most of the suits the Don wears are made by the Maestro. I'm sure it will be very helpful for you, Young Master."

I recalled how difficult it had been to penetrate Vito Calione's defenses in the game.

Those suits, imbued with outrageous abilities like blade-proof, bulletproof, self-repair, and external magic disassembly, were top-tier items obtainable only through the highest difficulty quest chains or by defeating 'Vito Calione' himself.

"A suit from the Maestro, huh....... It feels too extravagant."

"You are the successor. Soon you'll be promoted to an executive position; wearing something like this is necessary to uphold the Don's dignity. I hope you understand the Don's feelings."

Listening to this, I began to understand why Father and Parnello were going to such lengths.

If I became an executive of the Calione Family, I would be involved in most of the family's operations.

In such a situation, my tone of voice, movements, and even the clothes I wore would all be directly tied to Father's honor.

"......If you put it that way."

I wonder if Parnello noticed.

That I was now smiling with the corners of my mouth raised.

* * *

"Mr. Yoojin, did something good happen today?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"You always had a blank expression, but today you seem, I don't know, more human? It feels like something good happened."

Was it that noticeable.......

"Something good did happen."

"Ah! I knew it! Can I ask what it is?"

I couldn't just say I was getting custom clothes from the Maestro, so I decided to change the subject.

"Soon, our club will be receiving a large investment."

"What?! I-Investment? An investment for a club that hasn't even secured its booth yet? Who would make such an investment?"

Who else could it be?

"I helped out with my parents' work and got some pocket money. I'm planning to use it to spruce up the club booth."

"Oh, pocket money, huh~ So, how much pocket money did you get that you're calling it a 'large investment'?"

"The amount?"

Checking the account Parnello had given me inside the car, it appeared to be one of the funds recovered from them, still uncleaned.

It seemed that Parnello and my father were curious about how I would handle the money in this situation. If I were to hand over this account to my father or Parnello, the matter would have been resolved, but I wanted to show my capabilities in this area as well.

While contemplating what to do with this account, the person who came to mind was Lee Haru.

As the daughter of the Inomiya Group and the President of the 'International Trade Club,' I thought that Lee Haru would be able to resolve this issue.

"About ten billion."

"Ah~ I see. Ten billion... Huh? Billion? T-Ten billion?!"

Upon hearing the amount of ten billion credits, Kim Seah jumped up in shock.

"You're joking, right? What kind of thing do you have to do to get ten billion as pocket money? Is Yoojin's father some kind of corporate big shot?"

Well, a mafia boss is a kind of big shot, isn't he?

"...Well, something like that."

Hearing my response, Seah was left speechless, her mouth hanging open.

"Good morning, Boss~"

At that moment, Jinwoo entered the classroom, and Seah turned her head sharply before running up to him.

"Good morning? This is no time for good mornings!"

"What? What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

Jinwoo was completely bewildered by her sudden actions. In response, Seah grabbed both of his shoulders and started shaking him back and forth.

"The KingGodGeneral Club's Supreme President Yoojin is about to pour ten billion credits into the club! This is not just a good morning—it's an incredible morning!"

"Huh? What... T-Ten billion?!"

"Ten billion!"

"Ten biiiiillion?!"

"Ten billion!"

"This morning is insane, seriously!"

What an ability to make such a commotion right after arriving at school.

It was so ridiculous that I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"B-Boss! Is this real? Are we really getting ten billion?"

Ignoring Kim Seah, Jinwoo rushed over to me and immediately asked.

"...I said it was planned, not confirmed."

"But still, the fact that it's being discussed is real! Ten biiiiillion! Yoojin's Second Coming! Ten Thousand Blessings! Boss is a god! Boss is a god!"

As I watched Jinwoo going crazy in place like Seah had done earlier, I couldn't help but press my hand to my forehead.

"Good morning, President, Jinwoo, Seah."

"This is beyond a good morning!"

"It's not just a good morning!"

Déjà vu hit me.

......This is insane, seriously.