Chapter 38

Chapter 38

I Became the Academy Mafia, Chapter 38“So that’s his ability.”

Watching the spar between Jin-woo and the Ranger Club from outside the arena, I checked the skill he displayed and was able to confirm once again that what was written in the [Character Encyclopedia]

was true.

“Even with buffs, I didn’t expect him to defeat a second-year by himself.”

His ability had genuinely exceeded my expectations.

His bizarre degree of flexibility, movements fast enough that even I could lose track of him if I let my guard down, and even his skilled dagger techniques.

Above all, what impressed me most was his ability.

“He probably inherited a bloodline ability too.”

At first, he had said he could only control the wind a little, so I hadn’t thought much of it, but wasn’t the way he used it extremely similar to that of his father, Antonio Vivald?

The ability to place the surrounding wind under his control and manipulate it freely.

Although he couldn’t create wind himself, it was definitely an ability that couldn’t be ignored as long as the necessary conditions were met.

In fact, wasn’t there even a story in the game about Jin-woo’s father, ‘Antonio Vivald,’ annihilating an entire organization by himself on a stormy day?

“Anyway, he really is an admirable guy.”

I had been so surprised when he suddenly posted in the group chat that he was going to fight the ‘Ranger Club.’

“Ah, Boss! You came?!”

The moment he came out of the sparring arena, he spotted me and waved happily.

Judging by the way he was grinning so brightly, it seemed the damage he had taken inside wasn’t too serious.

“I told you, didn’t I? I don’t go around getting beaten up.”He seemed so pleased about defeating a second-year that he puffed out his chest proudly.

“Certainly, the way you knocked away those arrows was impressive. Still, if it had been me, I would’ve ended it in one hit.”

“That’s only possible because Boss is a monster! I... trained a little so I could at least knock aside some of Boss’s bullets.”

So that was why he had looked so accustomed to deflecting arrows. He had been training recently.

Apparently getting taken out instantly without being able to do anything had frustrated him quite a bit.

If he had seen me wipe out those Triad bastards at the docks, he probably wouldn’t have even thought of doing that.

Imagining how he would have looked after seeing that made me feel like laughing for no reason.

“Anyway, good work. Looks like you properly carried out what I asked too.”

As I said that, I looked toward the members of the ‘Recipe Development Club’ running this way.

They all seemed to be carrying something in their hands as they ran over.

“Oh, Senior Ladies. Did you see? This great man’s mmmph?!”

They arrived in front of Jin-woo.

The moment they did, they scooped food out of the bowls in their hands and immediately began stuffing it into Jin-woo’s mouth.

“This is mugwort porridge that’s good for recovery.”

“This is Stone Mountain strawberry soup. It helps make lots of blood.”

“These are golden garlic cookies I just baked. They got a little burnt while I was making them, but they should still work.”

“Mmgugugumgum!!”

Since the spar had happened because he was protecting them, it seemed they had been quite worried about Jin-woo.

After being forcibly fed nourishing food by them, Jin-woo’s expression gradually relaxed, then his complexion changed and he collapsed with a thud.

“J-Jin-woo?!”

“Was there something that shouldn’t be mixed together?”

“Hurry, bring the black lemon juice we use when someone passes out!”

And watching that from behind was Se-ah.

“That guy... he’s still grinning even while unconscious. Creepy.”

I agreed with her opinion.

Meanwhile, I could see Young-je in the distance smiling in our direction.

Judging by the people around him, they appeared to be members of the ‘Ranger Club.’

Mixed in among them, Young-je seemed to be carrying out his mission properly.

“For now, let’s head back. As for that guy... considering he’s still stubbornly moving his mouth despite being unconscious, I think he’ll wake up soon.”

It didn’t look like he could move on his own, so I slung him over my shoulder. I could feel his jaw moving against my back.

“If you spill anything on my back, you’re dead.”

I could clearly feel his jaw movements slow down...

He really is unconscious, right? Judging by his presence, he genuinely seems unconscious.

And the moment we returned to the club room and threw him onto the sofa.

“This great man has revived.”

Jin-woo sprang up as if by magic.

“Jin-woo. Were you really unconscious?”

Se-ah narrowed her eyes as she questioned Jin-woo, who had gotten up with far too perfect timing.

“Hey, didn’t you see arrows sticking into my body? I’m telling you, I really passed out the moment I came out after the spar and let my guard down.”

Jin-woo protested as though wronged, but Se-ah didn’t seem to believe him.

“Anyway, well done. Thanks to the spar you showed them this time, they won’t be able to mess with the Recipe Development Club recklessly for a while.”Despite being only a first-year, he had taken down a member of the ‘Ranger Club,’ and one who seemed to be the president’s right-hand man at that, so they would probably keep their heads down for a while.

“Right? Right? Hahaha! See? Even Boss says I did well.”

“What matters more is what happens from here. Now that they know the Recipe Development Club has joined hands with us, it’s obvious they’ll take some other action.”

Ideally, they would simply give up on the ‘Golden Walnut Pie’ recipe... but judging by the expressions of the ones watching the spar, that absolutely didn’t seem likely.

“It’s getting late anyway, so let’s stop here for today.”

Today was the day I was supposed to receive my suit from the Maestro.

And just a little while ago, I had also received a message from Parnello saying that I had become an ‘executive’ through the review.

If I wanted to receive the prepared clothes and move before the celebration for becoming an executive began, it was about time I left.

“Senior Lee Se-ri, I’ll give you my number. If it seems like something might happen outside the Academy, contact me at this number.”

Saying that, I quickly entered my number into her phone. Then Jin-woo sprang up and entered his own number as well.

“Don’t forget me either. Lady, I’ll come running like the wind whenever you call.”...

Seriously, there’s no stopping him.

Is he like that because his father is Italian, or was he just born that way?

After parting ways with the club members and leaving the Academy, I immediately got into the sedan where Han Seo-jun was waiting.

“Let’s go to the Maestro.”

“Yes, Young Master. By the way, I heard that you were promoted to an executive of Calione this time. Congratulations.”

“Well, since I don’t have any territory under my control, it’s only a title... Ah, did you tell the Maestro?”

It was currently 5 p.m.

Since I had only just come out, I thought I would need to contact the Maestro separately.

But Han Seo-jun shook his head.

“As far as I know, the Don rented the Maestro’s tailor shop for the entire day anyway. By now, he is probably having tea with the Don at the shop.”

“Father is? Wasn’t the executive review held during the day today?”

“Since you were the subject of the review, Young Master, it seems he refrained from participating for the sake of fairness. If the Don had been there, everyone would have voted in favor regardless of their opinions.”

“That’s certainly true.”

There were probably Families who would have thought opposing me might earn Father’s displeasure.

Well, I decided to ask Parnello about the review in detail later.

The sedan followed the long boulevard and eventually reached a crowded downtown district. Among the flashy buildings, an old two-story building unlike the others caught my eye.

“This is the tailor shop operated by the Maestro, [For the Emperor]

.”[For the Emperor]. I thought the meaning, serving the Emperor, suited the tailor shop operated by the Maestro perfectly.

“Even the homeless man in front of the shop and the civilians loitering nearby are all organization members.”

“...

You noticed?”

“If ordinary people walked like that, most Seoul citizens would be excellent Hitmen.”

It wasn’t difficult to understand, considering that Father, the Boss of Calione, and I were going to be together in an outside location...

Still, realizing that practically an entire block was filled with people from the Family was almost chilling.

“I’ll escort you.”

After parking in the lot behind the tailor shop, Han Seo-jun naturally got out and opened the rear door for me.

Judging by appearances, even the parking attendants and the people inside the other cars seemed to be our men.

It showed just how unimaginable Father’s influence was.

Chime.

The moment I opened the door and entered the shop, a sweet yet heavy fragrance gently tickled my nose.

At the same time, the employees bowed toward me.

“Welcome. We welcome the visit of Young Master Eugene Han Calione.”

I had thought the building had a classical exterior unlike the surrounding buildings, but the interior exceeded even my imagination.

It was far removed from a modern atmosphere, making me feel as though I had entered a luxury tailor shop from the industrial era.

First, I returned their greeting with a light bow, then immediately followed their guidance toward the Maestro’s reception room, where Father was said to be waiting.

“Maestro. The Young Master has arrived.”

The moment the employee knocked and spoke, a deep voice came from inside.[Come in.]

Despite looking old, the door opened extremely smoothly.

Beyond it were two middle-aged men sitting across from each other at a round table.

My father, Don Vito Calione, wearing a black suit with a cigar in his mouth.

And a neatly dressed man wearing a simple brown-toned suit, the Maestro.

“Haha! So this is the son the Don has been boasting about so much.”

“That’s right. He is one of my few sources of pride. Eugene, you’ve already heard about this man beforehand, haven’t you? This is Roberto Haberlanda, the head tailor of Imperatore and one of the few Maestros in the world.”

At Father’s introduction, Roberto stood from his seat, placed a hand over his chest, and bowed politely.

“The Don made me sound quite grand... but I am merely an old man who knows nothing besides making clothes. It is an honor to meet Young Master Eugene Han Calione, who is called Calione’s rising star.”

“The honor is mine, to meet the Maestro known as a living legend.”

“Hahaha! I am grateful even if they are merely kind words. Now then, since the Young Master has arrived, Don, let us begin by taking his measurements.”

“I’m counting on you.”

Saying that, Roberto approached me. Then he snapped his fingers, and a vivid blue measuring tape formed around his index finger.

“Then, Young Master. Would you please take off your coat?”

“...

That measuring tape is unusual.”

“It is one of this old man’s insignificant specialties. Not only can it take precise measurements, it is a magical measuring tape that can discern the nature and characteristics of its target. Now then, could you raise your arms first?”

A measuring tape that could discern someone’s nature and characteristics. Did every Maestro-class craftsman possess a technique like this?

Thinking that, I naturally raised my arms, and at the same time, the measuring tape wrapped around my chest.

“Chest circumference, 102.3... hm?”

Roberto suddenly tilted his head in puzzlement. And then.

“Huh... This is difficult.”

Maestro Roberto suddenly sighed and lowered his head.

What’s with this old man all of a sudden?