I Become a Mafia in the Academy

Chapter 4

When I put on the ring just now, an alert went off on my smartphone.

[A new trait has been activated!] said the alert.

Checking my information, I saw new content appeared in the traits section.

[Name: Yoojin Han Calione]

[Gender: Male]

[Occupation: Heir to the Underworld]

[Traits: Bad Boy, Heir to the Underworld (N)]

The trait of Heir to the Underworld.

To think I'd gain two traits in just one day.

Was this game always so generous with rewards? I wondered as I clicked on the newly added trait, and a description window popped up.

[Heir to the Underworld]

[1. An Offer You Can't Refuse – Slightly increases negotiation skills. Greatly enhances negotiation skills when dealing with those who feel fear.]

[2. Locked]

[3. Locked]

It was a trait with no less than three options.

Although the other two details were hidden, the one ability, "An Offer You Can't Refuse," alone showed that this trait held immense power.

In a world where just talking well could lead to the ending, it was an ability that boosted negotiation skills.

Why, then, did the original owner of this body, Yoojin Han Calione, never rise to the ranks of the strong and always dropped out in the middle?

It was a mystery that I couldn't understand, even as someone who had cleared the game with all sorts of vile backgrounds.

But because of that, the word hope began to settle in my heart.

In the original world, I was someone who accomplished achievements no other human being had.

"......I will survive."

Resolving to achieve Yoojin Han Calione's ending at all costs, I buried myself in bed to prepare for tomorrow's successor training.

* * *

"Vito Calione. Known to all as Don, the boss was originally an ordinary laborer who fled to Korea to escape the dungeons."

At that time, the world was utter chaos.

Suddenly, one day, a calamity called a dungeon appeared.

It first emerged in Europe, then spread like wildfire to Asia and the Americas.

"Originally, the boss was a refugee who fled to Korea to escape the dungeons. He opened a bar in the refugee zone and lived as an ordinary businessman."

But one day, dungeons began to appear simultaneously in Seoul, South Korea.

"The only fortunate thing was that when dungeons appeared in South Korea, the nation already had awakened heroes."

The South Korean government put the heroes at the forefront to clear the dungeons.

However, the number of awakened heroes at that time was extremely low.

"The South Korean government had to choose. Should they save the distant areas where the rich and native citizens were located first or the nearby areas densely populated with refugees and the impoverished?"

"What? That's quite different from the common knowledge I learned."

I unconsciously blurted that out.

As a player who had spent a lot of time on this game, I thought I knew most of the background.

From what I knew, South Korea had successfully closed all the dungeons.

But was there such a hidden element?

It seemed this information only appeared by progressing down this route.

My heart as a seasoned player began to race.

"This event is practically a stain on the South Korean government."

The man in charge of my successor training. The same man who tried to protect me from the Sword Saint alongside my father yesterday.

Parnello said this as he began to explain the events of that time.

"We refugees and immigrants were abandoned. Fighting against the monsters pouring out of the dungeons unarmed was nothing but suicide."

But the immigrants began to gather weapons and unite.

It was for survival.

"At that time, the first to lead us was none other than Don Vito, your father."

My father began to exhibit outstanding leadership, organizing the immigrants.

My father's decisions were always accurate, and people began to attach the title of 'Don' to his name.

"And finally, the boss awakened."

At that time, it was nothing short of a miracle.

In the hardest times, the strongest person was given power.

"Once the boss gained strength, he began gathering other awakened individuals."

Centered around the bar Calione, the awakened began to unite, eventually clearing all the monsters in the immigrant areas, leaving only the dungeon itself to be conquered.

"However, most of the awakened suffered severe injuries from the endless stream of monsters. Only the boss remained unscathed."

Vito Calione was truly a hero.

Though he hadn't attended the academy to earn the official title of 'hero,' his deeds were heroic.

"The boss declared he would conquer the dungeon alone and stepped inside."

"Alone? No one stopped him from going into the dungeon alone?"

At my words, Parnello smirked.

"Because he was the boss. The people who saw him then simply cheered and made jokes."

Around 20 minutes after Vito Calione entered the dungeon.

He emerged, not with a single scratch, having conquered it.

That was the beginning of Calione's legend.

"From that point on, the South Korean government could no longer ignore us Calione. There weren't many people capable of conquering a dungeon alone."

And the neglect of the area where the immigrants and refugees lived surely played a part.

Parnello said this as he sipped a glass of water.

"Of course, many targeted the boss. The government, foreign assassins, other organizations...... yet no one ever succeeded in putting the boss in danger. That's why Calione became the greatest organization."

Thus ended Parnello's story of Calione's history.

Only then did I understand why my father held such expectations for my admission to the academy.

Though praised as everyone's hero, my father ultimately wasn't recognized by the country.

Perhaps that's why he wanted to raise me as a 'hero' acknowledged by the nation.

"Haha, you're wearing a bored expression. I understand. I don't think I'm particularly eloquent either."

Seeing my expression, Parnello flashed a slightly wistful smile, to which I replied with a grin.

"Caught me, huh? Next time, why don't you bring a documentary with you?"

"A documentary? Hmm...... That's worth considering. I'll take your suggestion seriously."

No, it was just a joke.

"Now, next up is physical training."

With that, Parnello took off his jacket and gracefully draped it over his arm.

As he removed his jacket, his muscular physique was revealed.

The body visible through the thin white shirt was hard to believe belonged to a middle-aged man.

"Let's head outside. This time, it won't be boring."

"Huh?"

Don't tell me this is because of the joke I made earlier?

For reference, Parnello's information in the guidebook was as follows.

[Name: Parnello Ramici]

[Affiliation: Calione]

[Description: A member of the Calione family and Don Vito Calione's loyal right-hand man. A living witness to the history of the Calione family. Commonly referred to as 'Calione's Black Hound' and 'Calione's Sword.']

Somehow, a sense of unease began to creep in.

Sparring with Calione's Black Hound?

I was starting to regret the flag I planted yesterday, thinking surviving CS would be easy.

* * *

"I'll escort you, Young Master."

My personal secretary, Han Seojun, said as he took my school bag.

Before I knew it, the day of the academy's entrance ceremony had arrived.

The past week of successor training had been nothing short of hell.

Rolling, studying, getting hit, and studying again—a never-ending cycle.

Still, thanks to it, I managed to awaken a new trait, so I considered it fortunate.

[Name: Yoojin Han Calione]

[Gender: Male]

[Occupation: Heir to the Underworld]

[Traits: Bad Boy, Heir to the Underworld (N)]

[Heir to the Underworld]

[1. An Offer You Can't Refuse – Slightly increases negotiation ability. Greatly increases negotiation ability when dealing with those who feel fear.]

[2. Baby Boss – Overall abilities slightly increase proportional to the number of living beings who hold fear or respect for you.]

[3. Locked]

A new ability called 'Baby Boss'.

The ability grew stronger the more people respected or feared me.

A growth-type trait. If this were a game, I'd be boasting about hitting the jackpot on a community forum.

"Young Master?"

"Ah, yes."

I put the smartphone I was holding into my pocket.

"You seem to be looking at something interesting."

"......What?"

What, did he really see what was on my smartphone screen?

"When I was younger, I used to browse random things on Sprout Wiki when I was bored. But quantum mechanics of all things—are you seriously understanding what you're reading?"

Sprout Wiki? Do others see it like that?

"I was just bored and ended up drifting into that topic."

"Ah...... I had times like that too."

With an understanding smirk, Seojun turned his body.

It seemed there was no risk of CS-related information leaking.

Confirming this reassured me.

"Let's go."

Following Han Seojun outside the mansion, I saw two black sedans and a limousine waiting for me.

"......What's this?"

"The boss prepared it. He wanted the dignity of Calione to be upheld."

It seemed my father went all out since his son was heading to the academy.

No, even if I'm using my mother's surname instead of the Calione name, this feels a bit excessive.......

This all started five days before the academy entrance.

The academy's president personally called my father.

'The government seems to have gotten news that your son will be enrolling in the academy.'

When my father first got the call, he exploded in rage and lashed out at the president with harsh words.

It was understandable since it was practically a breach of personal information.

But after listening to the president's repeated apologies and excuses, my father eventually sighed, acknowledging that it was inevitable, and forgave him while securing several benefits in return.

1. Allow exclusive car access to the front gate.

2. Ensure that information about Yoojin Calione is not disseminated.

3. Immediately report any incidents involving Yoojin Han Calione.

Perhaps feeling this still wasn't enough, my father called me and said this:

If anyone messes with you, just let me know. I'll show them the power of Calione.......

"But isn't this going a bit overboard?"

When I said that and got into the car, Han Seojun, seated in the driver's seat, responded.

"It's an order from the boss to ensure thorough security......."

Well then.......

It's not like I dislike luxury cars.

"Alright. Let's go."

Han Seojun said this and then spoke into the radio, "Young Master is departing."

At the same time, the cars began to move.

I never imagined I'd receive a vehicle convoy escort, like something straight out of a movie.

Surprisingly, it didn't feel bad.

"Turning left, Young Master."

No, it felt really good.

* * *

Three cars stopped at the academy gate.

I could feel all the eyes around us focus on this spot in an instant.

Han Seojun got out from the driver's seat and opened the door for me.

The Calione badge that always adorned his collar was nowhere to be seen.

"Thank you."

Saying this, I stepped out of the car.

Truly, without exaggeration, all the gazes were directed at me.

'Wow, what's with the scale?'

'Is he the son of some chaebol family?'

'Did someone like him show up for the entrance exam?'

'Who is he? Who exactly?'

The murmurs from the surroundings tickled my ears.

And as if responding to this, I could feel my physical abilities subtly improving.

If this level of reaction could trigger such a response, how strong could I become in the future?

While I was pondering this, Han Seojun bowed to me before quietly leaving with the cars.

And as the vehicles disappeared, the sound of sirens echoed.

"......Police sirens?"

Though I couldn't see them, the sound of sirens echoed faintly in the distance.

Could it really be that my arrival at school warranted the police being called?

Luckily, it wasn't because of me.

Escorted by police cars, a pristine white sedan stopped at the academy gate.

A boy stepped out, opening the door himself.

It was Jung Euihun, whom I'd seen during the entrance exam.

Did his father also pull some strings just because it was his son's first day at school?

What's so significant about a first day of school.......

The gazes that were fixated on me now shifted to Jung Euihun.

And he accepted those gazes as if it were only natural.

Then, he looked at me and smiled faintly.

What's with that? So annoying.

Ignoring Jung Euihun, I entered the academy, and with the help of a staff member, I easily found Class A, the one written on my acceptance letter.

Pushing the door open, I entered and felt the stares from the class.

There were still some empty seats visible. Ignoring the looks, I took a seat in the back.

'Isn't that him?'

'The guy who supposedly shot a gun at the instructor during the entrance exam?'

'What? That was real?'

'Looks like he's in our class.'

While I was fiddling with my phone out of boredom, I could hear people whispering. Thankfully, thanks to the family's efforts, word hadn't spread that I was from the Calione family.

Not long after, a blonde-haired male entered the class after me.

He had sharp eyes and looked like a stereotypical delinquent with blond hair and piercings.

He scanned the entire class, then sat down next to me and immediately slumped over to sleep.

I honestly didn't expect there'd be someone with blonde hair and piercings in the academy. Is he going for a delinquent character concept?

While I was thinking that.

"Everyone. Nice to meet you. A few of your faces look familiar."

A woman entered the room with a sinister smile.

Her black hair was covered by a white cap, and she had an X-shaped scar on her cheek.

It was Ji Soohyun, the proctor I'd seen during the entrance exam.

Don't tell me, this woman is.......

"My name is Ji Soohyun. I will be your homeroom instructor for the next year."

A prodigy of spatial magic.

A moving wormhole.

A mad spatial mage.

She is called by countless names, but in this situation, the most fitting nickname would be this.

Crazy Instructor Ji Soohyun.

Ah, I could already imagine the sight of the Academy's first semester.

"Judging by the expressions of a few of you, it seems some of you already know who I am. Then I won't say much."

Saying so, she smiled wickedly.

"Each day at the academy is entirely at the discretion of your homeroom instructor. Whether to start with introductions or end early, it's up to the instructor."

Saying that, she snapped her fingers.

Ah, that posture, no way.

Since I had seen this motion several times in the game, I could roughly guess the situation and let out a sigh.

"From now on, you will be transported to a remote island somewhere. Your goal is simple. Return to the classroom by 4 p.m. when today's lesson ends."

Gradually, the surrounding space began to tear apart as if disappearing, and an overwhelming sense of nausea and floating engulfed my body.

Ji Soohyun, who was laughing as she watched us bending over to suppress our nausea, exclaimed "Ah" and smiled at us.

"You can handle introductions there on your own."

A devil. Sure enough, that woman deserved to be called the Crazy Instructor.

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