I Become a Mafia in the Academy

Chapter 33

"I can't believe they actually wrote something like this on the internet......."

I sent angry messages to Jinwoo, who was moving his fingers furiously while eating. But the number wouldn't disappear.

Eventually, after calling Jinwoo in the group chat, the guy hastily deleted the post.

"Ever since I entered the Academy, there hasn't been a single quiet day."

After confirming the situation had settled, I wiped my face dry and looked at Lee Haru in front of me.

She was chewing her food mechanically, only moving her jaw and cheeks.

Perhaps aware of my gaze, she swallowed all the food in her mouth and wiped around her lips with a handkerchief before speaking.

"I thought it was fine, but it's a shame."

"The post you just deleted?"

"Yes. From the club's creation to the booth assignment, it only took a day each. If it weren't for those fools, they would have realized that the Young Master isn't ordinary and wouldn't dare to overstep."

My lips twitched momentarily as I spoke.

"......Was there a funny point?"

"No, it's just that you, Haru, kept saying 'one day' over and over again......."

"......Suddenly, I'm reminded of the past. Back then, the Young Master kept bringing the same 'one day' song and showing it to me──."

"I'll apologize, but I'd like it if you stopped talking about the past......."

"What a shame. I still had so much more to say. So, is the reason you came today only for laundry?"

Haru glanced at her wristwatch and asked.

It was because lunchtime was almost over.

"Ah, besides that, I wanted to make some requests for items we'll need for the booth in the future."

With that, I handed Haru the list I had prepared in advance.

Haru scanned the list with an expressionless face.

"......Are there any items that are hard to obtain?"

"No. All of them are obtainable, but...... are you really planning to put these items in the booth? They're going to take up quite a bit of space."

She seemed to be wondering whether I could actually use the items I had listed.

"There's no problem with that, so just get them as they are. Oh, and you can deduct the cost from the account I entrusted to you."

"The amount might be a bit much though?"

"Amount? Is that really important?"

"Hmm, I misspoke."

For me right now, monetary concerns were completely out of the question.

After all, rapid growth requires heavy spending, doesn't it?

"It's reassuring that our allied club is a chaebol. But, are you really planning to handle future requests as posted in that article? The equipment you ordered seems like something only large guilds would use."

Perhaps thinking about working together in the future, Haru asked about my plans, and I gave her a brief explanation.

"We'll be doing more diverse activities than that. What kind of nonsense is it to accept stolen money recovery requests...... It's not like we're some local errand runners."

That's why I named the club [Famiglia].

In Korean, it means "family" or "clan."

It was partly inspired by the Calione Family, but also because I wanted a club that felt like a family. I thought explaining it as such and emphasizing social activities would make it easier to submit.

Above all, the word sounded very classy.

Mafia game clubs or bodyguard clubs sounded childish and tacky.

At that moment, a new message popped up in my smart lens view.

[Kim Youngje: Just now, Instructor Ji Soohyun dropped off a document after hearing that the club booth had been assigned. Shall we go together?]

The booth had been assigned faster than expected. When I asked where the booth was, I received a short reply: [Z Room].

"I should get going. I just got a message saying the booth was assigned to Z Room. You should probably send the luggage to Z Room as well."

As I stood up, I suddenly remembered something I hadn't said and looked at Haru, who had also risen.

"By the way, the food was really delicious. I might want to eat it again next time."

Hearing my words, Lee Haru gave a faint smile.

"Thank you. I'll contact you as soon as the items are ready, so you don't need to worry. By the way, we already have some of the requested items in an external warehouse, so I'll send them to you sequentially."

"I'll leave it to you."

With that, I left the 'International Trade Club' and returned to the classroom, where I saw Jinwoo looking gloomy and the others looking at him with pity.

"Why is Jinwoo like that?"

Sitting down, I asked Sea, who was sitting in front of me.

"Ah, Jinwoo? I heard he deleted the post according to what Yoojin said, but he also deleted a woman's phone number from the comments. How pathetic, really......."

......What a useless thing to do.

"Oh, this is what I contacted you about!"

With that, Sea handed me the paper that had been placed in front of her.

On it was written [Club Hall Entry Confirmation] along with the address of the booth our club would occupy.

"Basement 1, Z Room. It's all set."

After putting the document in the cube, I immediately turned to the kids and spoke.

"You all know that you can skip all afternoon classes except for sparring, right?"

"Of course."

"Obviously."

"Huh? Really?"

......One of them didn't know.

I sighed and told Jinwoo.

"Yes, so this afternoon, since there's no sparring, you can skip class for club activities."

"......Wow. Can we really skip basic English? Mamma mia."

Just skipping a few classes, and they're acting like it's the best thing ever.......

With that, we left the classroom and headed straight to the corridor of the Club Hall where Z Room was located.

Since lunch had just ended, there were many students heading to their respective clubs.

Among them, our 'Familia' stood out as quite unusual.

'What? Aren't those guys freshmen? Why are freshmen coming to the hall?'

'Hey, hey. Isn't that the group from yesterday? The ones who 'drowned' the 'Fund Investment Club.' I heard they just formed a club, so they must be here for that.'

'What? Didn't they just enroll less than a week ago?'

'They're special. Wow, what must it feel like to become a club president within a week of enrollment?'

Conversations about us began to flow around.

In a way, it was an expected situation. Our club was practically an irregularity in the Academy.

"Jinwoo, stop walking with your shoulders up. You haven't done anything yet."

"I've done something! I posted the article, didn't I? And you, you didn't do anything!"

"I've done something! Keeping you from causing trouble is already one person's worth of work!"

"Who's causing trouble!"

"You are! You are!"

The two started getting noisy again.

Sensing the tension, Youngje quickly stepped between them, resolving the situation.

As expected, maybe it's better to leave the vice-president role to Youngje......

"We've arrived."

Thanks to the noisy pair, we quickly walked past the embarrassing scene and arrived in no time.

The iron door was larger than any other club room we'd seen, designed to open on both sides.

"Boss, is this really the booth? It looks like a boiler room from the outside?"

Jinwoo, intimidated by the exterior, asked worriedly.

"Yes, this is Z Room. The lowest floor, the farthest corner of the Academy Club Hall. And...... the largest booth."

I grabbed the handles and swung the doors open like wings, and a cool breeze blew from inside.

Simultaneously, a vast, empty space unfolded before our eyes.

"Wow...... Just as the president said, it's really spacious."

Youngje was the first to enter the booth, turning on the lights. The sound of warehouse lighting hummed to life, illuminating the interior.

A space reminiscent of an empty warehouse, with only concrete pillars scattered here and there.

Judging by the lack of dust or cobwebs, it seemed the warehouse had been cleaned after removing the previous items.

"Wow, it's really empty. There's only one table over there?"

Jinwoo, looking around, pointed to the center of the room.

As he said, there was one table placed conspicuously in the middle of the room.

Slowly approaching the desk, I noticed a note on top.

[I had the others clean everything up. I heard that when you move into a new office, it shouldn't be empty, so I left this table. -Ji Soohyun]

"The instructor left this, huh. At least it's a relief that it's been cleaned."

"Boss, I've got a question."

Jinwoo, sitting on the edge of the desk opposite me, who is seated in a chair.

"Doesn't it seem like if it were you, Boss, you would have just asked for this place? There must be something else here besides the spaciousness, right? Isn't there?"

Yet, he's the one who's been by my side the longest. He asks me with a sly grin.

Anyway, he's got a good sense.

"There is. Something good."

"Hahaha! As expected! So, what is it?"

Seeing him go crazy with anticipation, I pointed to the back and said.

"That."

"That?"

Behind the Z Room I pointed to. There was a huge iron door that did not match the room at all.

"Huh? Isn't that... an elevator?"

A facility made for convenience during the construction of the underground, only available in the Z Room.

It was a freight elevator.

"Right. An elevator. It's one of the reasons I wanted this booth."

A spacious area and an elevator capable of carrying heavy loads, unlike any other place.

In other words, it meant this space could be reborn in any form.

"Wow, having something like this means we don't have to go out and around."

...Is that all you can think about?

"So, where does it lead?"

"As far as I know, it's connected to the incinerator behind the club hall."

That's how it was in the game.

The reason why the Z Room is larger than other places. The reason why it's the only one with a freight elevator.

Those reasons were because when a player first establishes a club, the booth they receive is this Z Room.

For players, setting up a base was content that couldn't be given up, so there was this elevator setting...

But would a game of this caliber just add an elevator for such a reason?

I slowly walked towards where the elevator was.

An elevator with only two buttons for going up and down, like any other ordinary elevator.

And here, a perceptive player would realize one thing.

That you can see the underground through the gap of the elevator.

In other words, this elevator was connected to the second underground level.

A secret underground space that's almost like a player's dream. However, as our preparations to enter there are still inadequate, we plan to go after finishing the preparations.

"Alright, let's start by organizing the incinerator area first. The luggage will start arriving soon."

"Luggage?"

As I grabbed the elevator and focused everyone's attention, Seah tilted her head.

"It's not like we can live in a place like this, right?"

Who would use this booth?