I Became the Mafia in the Academy — Chapter 20
The sports field of Seoul Hero Academy.
A festival-like atmosphere was already unfolding there, with numerous booths set up by countless clubs to recruit freshmen.
“Step right up, step right up! If you want a romantic academy life, it has to be the Baseball Club! Come get a consultation!”
“True romance comes from cards! Welcome to the Duel Club!”
“The Swordsmanship Club is conducting freshman tests! Come take a look!”
“Wow, there really are a lot of clubs. Eh? What on earth is a Duel Club?”
“I know, right…… Wow! There’s a Mock Stock Investment Club too!”
“Why are there so many clubs.”
The three of them were busy looking around as they passed between the club booths.
As expected of freshmen, I suppose. The three of them, who had been looking here and there in fascination at the booths and club recruitment activities spread out around them, all stopped in their tracks when I stopped walking.
“Jinwoo, are you ready.”
“Huh? Of course I am. But, is it really okay to do this? Even though I trust you, Boss…… honestly, I’m scared.”
Jinwoo, who had been rolling his shoulders and neck to loosen up, looked at me doubtfully.
After leaving the International Trade Club, there was only one thing I had asked of Jinwoo.
To enter the Fund Investment Club, show some interest, and then act like a complete nuisance.
“We’re all going to intervene in the middle anyway, so it won’t be a problem.”
“Are you serious……. If you abandon me, I’ll curse you for the rest of my life, you hear?”
“……Just hurry up and go.”
“I’m going because I really trust you, Boss!”
With those final words, Jinwoo immediately walked toward the targeted club booth. I decided to watch him from a naturally maintained distance.
“Welcome. This is the Fund Investment Club! Are you perhaps interested in fund investment?”
Perhaps because it was a club focused on practical business rather than physical activities like the other clubs.
When someone approached their booth, which was even less popular than the others, a man greeted him with a bright smile.
Jinwoo, who looked slightly surprised by the unexpectedly welcoming atmosphere, glanced in my direction, let out a fake cough with a ‘ahem’, and then looked at the man with a serious expression.
“No, I’m not interested.”
“Excuse me?”
Whether he was flustered by Jinwoo’s attitude of saying he wasn’t interested after walking up himself, or because he was suddenly spoken to informally, the manager—who couldn’t make sense of the situation—looked at Jinwoo with widened eyes, dumbfounded.
“What.”
“A-ah, no. Are you perhaps not a freshman?”
Perhaps thinking he had misunderstood due to Jinwoo’s overly confident attitude, the man shook his head to regain his composure and politely asked again.
However, Jinwoo simply and steadfastly carried out the role he had been assigned.
“I am a freshman.”
“I-I see? Hahaha! But…… why are you speaking informally when we’ve just met?”
Finally, after hearing once again that he was a freshman, the man frowned in displeasure and glared at Jinwoo.
“Why? If it pisses you off, you do it too.”
“Is this crazy bastard for real?”
Perhaps realizing that the atmosphere was unusual, the club members who were already nearby began to gather one by one, yet Jinwoo glared at the man in front of him without a single trace of fear.
As expected, I thought to myself that I was right to entrust this job to him.
“Haa…… whatever. It’s not like there’s only one or two crazy bastards in this academy.”
Perhaps remembering that there were other club booths and freshmen around, the man tried to talk to Jinwoo somehow without getting angry right away.
But that wasn’t what we wanted.
“So, why did you come to our club booth if you’re not even interested?”
To this, Jinwoo spoke calmly, as if it were no big deal.
“I heard you guys make some decent money here?”
“Well, since we’re a club that does trade, the pay is definitely stronger than other places. Did you come after hearing that?”
“Then you must have a lot of money. Hand it over.”
“What?”
“I said hand over the money.”
“Ha! Are you seriously a crazy bastard? Does a Gold club look like a place that hands out your pocket money?”
The atmosphere grew increasingly hostile. Jinwoo, too, realizing that the mood was gradually shifting, looked at me.
‘HUR! RY! UP! AND! HELP! ME!’
Jinwoo mouthed the words in this direction, begging for help.
It was more entertaining than I thought, so I wanted to watch a little longer, but since the mood had been properly set, I decided it was about time to start walking toward where Jinwoo was.
“Assaulting a freshman right from the club tour period, this must be what a Gold club in the academy is like.”
“What? Who the hell are you?”
Was it because the atmosphere was already hostile? Even though we were meeting for the first time, unlike before, the man greeted me informally right away.
“I’m a friend of that guy over there.”
“What? That crazy bastard over there is your friend? No, why would you even be friends with a crazy bastard like that in the first place?”
“But, why are you speaking informally when we’ve just met?”
“……What?”
“If you treat me like a crazy bastard just because I spoke informally to someone I just met…… doesn’t that mean I can treat you like a crazy bastard too, Senior?”
How to completely piss off an opponent? It’s not that difficult. When they’re already furious to the top of their head, simply throwing their own words right back at them is enough to make them feel humiliation and rage.
And sure enough, the face of the guy standing in front of me began to dye red in real-time.
“Who the hell are you guys?”
“Can’t you tell from the color of our name tags? We’re freshmen.”
“I’m not asking because I don’t know that, I’m asking why you came to our club booth to cause a scene.”
Oho, so you’re still curious as to why we’re committing such an act?
As expected of a Gold club member, it seemed he knew how to maintain a certain degree of composure.
Still, thinking this level of environment was sufficient, I immediately approached the guy and spoke.
“I wouldn’t know about that. All I saw was the sight of you seniors trying to use violence against a freshman.”
“This little piece of shit──.”
“Are you going to hit me? If you strike a freshman here, wouldn’t it not just be you, but your entire club that ends up in trouble.”
As I said that and looked around, the crowd that had already gathered nearby caught my eye.
In a situation where the gazes of freshmen and other club members were focused on us, assaulting a freshman who hadn’t even been enrolled for a week?
I could guarantee that not only him, but the Fund Investment Club he belonged to would suffer the consequences.
Therefore, I taught the guy a way to overcome this situation.
“You won’t even be able to use violence anyway, so how about you stop here. It’s not like you’re at a level to deal with us anyway.”
“……Are you asking to die in a roundabout way right now?”
“It’s amusing that it sounded that way to you. ……Do you think you have the skills to back that up, Senior?”
“This little piece of shit───!! Do you even know who you’re trying to make an enemy out of right now!”
So it boils down to ‘Do you know who we are?!’ in the end, huh.
It was actually exactly what I was hoping for.
“Then, are you seniors doing this while knowing who this guy is?”
“What?”
Naturally placing my hand on Jinwoo’s shoulder, I looked around at the Fund Investment Club members surrounding us.
“This guy is the heir to the Bibalt Family under Callione; do you think you can handle it?”
“C-Callione?”
“That guy is affiliated with Callione?”
The moment the word Callione came out of my mouth, the surroundings instantly became clamorous.
Perhaps not expecting me to bring up the name Callione first, Jinwoo, who was standing next to me, also looked at me in a panic.
“B-Boss! It’s embarrassing if you say it out loud like that…….”
“It’s not like you came in hiding it anyway. You have to show these guys, who have no name value of their own and only sell their club’s name, what it means to sell a real name.”
With this, the hostility directed at Jinwoo should have decreased. The action I needed to take here was to shift that hostility onto myself.
“Of course, you seniors wouldn’t be able to lynch my friend who is affiliated with Callione. I understand. So…… let’s settle this with me. Seniors.”
“What?”
The guy frowned at my statement that I would take full responsibility.
“A freshman junior wishes to request a teaching through a spar from you seniors. Will you help me?”
An academy rule stating that if a junior requests a teaching from a senior through a spar, they must accept it.
It was a school rule I used in the game to teach characters I didn’t like a lesson, but it was mostly used by those causing mutiny within the academy.
Of course, the consensus among community users was that the academy had definitely created this rule so that juniors could challenge seniors at any time, though.
Sure enough, the guys’ expressions stiffened greatly when I requested a teaching.
“Ha, where did you hear something so weird. You think it’s that easy…….”
“No, even if you did, you’re all just empty shells who sit around playing with money anyway.”
“What?”
“Ah, did you hear that? Well, I said it for you to hear, so it doesn’t matter, but…….”
Seeing their pathetic display, I looked at them with a smirk to provoke them.
“Scared?”
Finally, the guy’s face contorted violently.
“You damn freshman piece of shit……. Hey, you follow me to the sparring arena right now.”
Whether he was incredibly angry or not, the guy loosened his tie as he spoke, but another club member next to him tried to stop him.
“Hey, hey! Calm down! What do you mean sparring with a freshman!”
“That little shit is blatantly asking for a fight right now!”
“Even so, with people watching all around───.”
“That’s why we’re fighting in the sparring arena! If we fight in the sparring arena, it doesn’t matter anyway, does it?!”
And here, I added one more comment to drag the other guys in as well.
“I don’t mind if you all come at me together. It’ll probably be the same either way.”
“……You arrogant little punk.”
The blood of Callione began to boil hot.
It meant that [Bloodline: Callione] had recognized everyone in front of me as an enemy.
“Follow me, freshman. I’ll deal with you just as you wish.”
Ultimately deciding to have a spar with me, a group of about four people, excluding a few to guard the booth, started walking toward where the sparring arena was located.
Seeing this, Jinwoo looked at me with a determined expression.
“Boss, don’t worry too much. For now, I’ll fight alongside you.”
Saying that, Jinwoo placed his hand on the scabbard strapped to his waist.
“I-I’ll help too!”
“Since it’s a matter concerning our club president, it’s only right that we help too.”
Seeing Se-ah and even Yeong-je resolve themselves to fight alongside me against the Fund Investment Club was truly a touching sight, but…….
“What are you talking about? The spar will proceed with just me, as planned.”
“Eh?”
“Excuse me?”
“Huh?”
From the very beginning, I had planned to end this fight all by myself.
“No, Boss. You’re really going to take on those four all by yourself?”
“I know you’re strong, Yujin, but the opponents are seniors?! And there are four of them?!”
“We’re really fine, so don’t worry too much.”
……Are they genuinely worried? About me?
Come to think of it, the kids didn’t know that I was the Young Master of Callione, let alone the fact that I had already executed an entire syndicate.
Ah, it really feels like it would just be a hindrance if we all fought together…….
Taking rookies who had never even fought together, let alone coordinated with each other, to fight against those guys would clearly only be a nuisance.
For now, let’s put it nicely.
“I appreciate the sentiment, but…… I really am enough on my own. If you’re that worried, you can just stop the spar when you think I’m in danger.”
Besides, if a spar took place in the sparring arena, it was standard for at least one instructor to be present as an observer.
In a case like this, the advisor instructor of the Fund Investment Club would likely participate as the observer. If so…….
“We can do this. Se-ah. Could you call Instructor Ji Su-hyeon to the sparring arena for me.”
“Excuse me? Instructor Ji Su-hyeon?”
“Given the time, she should be resting in the faculty office right now. If the instructor really doesn’t want to come, you just have to tell her that we’ve already secured two consent forms.”
Hearing my words, Kim Se-ah wore a meaningful expression.
“Uh…… Will the instructor really come just for that reason?”
“Unconditionally.”
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