Became the Mafia of the Academy

“Is that his ability?”

While watching the match between Jinwoo and the ranger club outside the dungeon, I checked the skills he showed and was able to confirm again that the contents of the [Personal Encyclopedia] were true.

“No matter how much buff I get, I think I’ll beat the second year alone.”

The skill of the guy that exceeded expectations was real.

The strange degree of flexibility, the movements that even I would miss if I was vigilant, and even the skilled daggers.

What impressed me the most was his ability.

“He must have inherited the bloodline ability too.”

At first, he said that he was just dealing with the wind, so I thought it was just that, but the usage was very similar to that of his father, Antonio Vivalt.

The ability to place the surrounding wind under one’s control and manipulate it at will.

Although it could not create wind, it was certain that it was an ability that could never be ignored if the conditions were met.

In fact, even in the game, there is a story that Jinwoo’s father, Antonio Vivalt, destroyed an organization alone on a stormy day.

“Anyway, he’s a special guy.”

How surprised I was when I first heard that I was going to fight the ‘Ranger Club’ in a group chat room.

“Ah, boss! Are you here?!”

As soon as he came out of the dungeon, he saw me and waved his hand as if he was happy.

Judging by the way he was smiling, it seemed that the damage from inside was not that great.

“Did I say? I don’t know where I’m going.”

It was so good that he came after winning sophomore year, so he shows a proud figure with his chest wide open.

“Certainly, the way he shot arrows was impressive. Still, if it were me, I would have finished it in one blow.”

“That’s possible because the boss is a monster! I… … I did some training to hit even a little bit of boss bullets.”

When I said that I was used to shooting arrows, was it because I was training recently?

It seems that he was quite angry that he was not able to squeak and was hit in an instant.

I wouldn’t have thought of that if I had seen them swept the Triads from the docks.

Just thinking about the guy who saw it made me burst into laughter.

“Yeah, it was hard. It looks like he did what I asked for.”

Saying that, I looked at the members of the ‘recipe development club’ running towards this side.

Everyone seems to be running here with something in their hands.

“Oh, senior sisters. saw? Whoops of this body?!”

As soon as they arrived in front of Jin-Woo, they scooped out food from the bowl they were holding and immediately started putting it in Jin-Woo’s mouth.

“It’s a good porridge for recovery.”

“It’s Dolsan Strawberry Soup. Make a lot of blood.”

“This is the golden garlic cookie I just baked. It burned a little while making it, but it will work.”

“Woo hot!!”

Apparently, they were quite worried about Jinwoo as it was a battle that was held to protect them.

Jin-woo, who was forcibly ingested by them, began to express his expression gradually, and then his face changed and he collapsed.

“Gee, Jinwoo?!”

“Is there anything in the combination that shouldn’t be mixed?”

“Bring black lemon juice for when you faint quickly!”

And Se-ah, who was watching it from behind.

“That bastard… … Even though I fainted, I’m still smiling. goofy.”

I agree with her opinion.

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Meanwhile, in the distance, I saw Youngjae smiling toward this side.

As you can see, those around you are members of the ‘Ranger Club’.

Youngjae, who was mixed with those guys, seemed to be performing his duties properly.

“Let me go back at once. That guy… … Seeing you move your mouth around the subject of fainting, it seems like it will happen soon.”

I don’t think he can move on his own, so he wraps it around his shoulder. The guy’s jaw movement felt behind his back.

“If you spill it on my back, it will fall behind.”

I can definitely feel his jaw movement slowing down.

… … Are you really fainting? Just looking at the aura that I can feel, it’s true that I passed out.

As soon as we returned to the poor and threw him on the sofa.

“The resurrection of this body.”

I could see Jinwoo, who woke up like a ghost.

“Mr. Jinwoo. You really passed out, weren’t you?”

Se-ah asks, with her eyes open, seeing Jin-woo’s appearance at the perfect timing.

“Hey, didn’t you see the arrows stabbed in the body? As soon as the match is over, the tension is relieved, so you passed out right away?”

Jin-woo appealed as if it was unfair, but Se-ah did not believe it.

“Anyway, good job. Because of the Dalian you showed me this time, they won’t be able to do reggae for a while.”

As a first-year student, the ‘Ranger Club’ was dealt with, and the guy who seemed to be the manager’s henchman, they must have been saving themselves for a while.

“Is not it? Is not it? ha ha ha! look at it Even the boss said he did a good job.”

“More important than that is the future. Now that they know that Reggaedong has teamed up with us, they are sure to take different actions.”

It would be ideal for them to give up the recipe for ‘Golden Walnut Pie’… … Judging by the expressions on the faces of the guys who were watching Dalian, it didn’t seem like that would be the case.

“For now, it’s getting late, so let’s do this for today.”

Today is the day I decided to receive a maestro suit.

And just recently, I received a message from Parnello that I was promoted to ‘Executive’ through the screening process.

Before the celebration of becoming an executive was held, in order to receive the prepared clothes and move, I had to move slowly.

“I will give Se-ri Lee my number. If you have any concerns about something happening outside of the academy, please call this number.”

Saying so, I simply taped my number on her cell phone. Then, Jin-woo got up from his seat and took his number.

“I can’t forget either. Lady, I will run like the wind at any time.”

… … I can’t stop, really.

Is it because his father is Italian, or is he that kind of person?

I left the academy after breaking up with the members and immediately got on the sedan where Han Seo-joon was waiting.

“Go to the maestro.”

“Yes, Master. By the way, I heard that you have been promoted to the executive rank of Callione this time. Congratulations.”

“Well, I don’t have an area in charge, so I’m just giving a title… … . By the way, did you tell the maestro?”

The time now is 5pm.

It just came out, so I felt like I had to contact the maestro separately.

But Han Seo-joon shook his head.

“Anyway, today, you know that Maestro’s dressmaker is borrowed from money. You should be drinking tea with money at the dressmaker by now.”

“Father? Wasn’t there an executive screening today?”

“It seems that the master did not participate for the sake of fairness as he was the subject of the examination. If Don had been there, everyone would have agreed with the opinion or whatever.”

“Surely it is.”

There must have been family members who thought that they might hate their father if they opposed it.

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

The sedan came along a long boulevard and reached a bustling downtown area. And among them, unlike other splendid buildings, an old two-story building caught my eye.

“This is [per l’Imperatore], a dressmaker run by Maestro.”

[per l’Imperatore]. I thought that the meaning of “for the emperor” was a very appropriate name for the dressmaker run by the maestro.

“Even the homeless pride in front of the store and the citizens standing around, they are all gang members.”

“… … Did you notice?”

“If ordinary people walked like that, most of Seoul citizens would have been outstanding hitmen.”

It’s not a different place, and there was nothing I couldn’t understand because my father, the boss of Callione, and I were in the same space outside… … .

It was creepy to think that almost the entire block was from the family.

“I’ll see you.”

Han Seo-joon, who parked in the parking lot behind the dressmaker, naturally got off his seat and opened the back door.

It looks like there are people inside other cars, starting with the parking attendants.

It meant that the influence his father had was beyond imagination.

with daughter.

As soon as you open the door and enter the store, the sweet yet heavy scent gently tickles your nose.

At the same time, the employees bow their heads towards me.

“welcome. We welcome the visit of Master Eugene Han Callione.”

Unlike other buildings around, I thought it had a classic exterior, but the interior was also beyond my imagination.

Far from the modern atmosphere, you feel as if you are in a high-end clothing store in the industrial age.

First of all, I lightly bowed down and greeted them, and I followed them straight to the maestro’s reception room where my father was said to be.

“Maestro. The master has come.”

When I opened my mouth at the same time as the knock, I heard a heavy voice from inside.

[Come in.]

Beyond the door that opens very smoothly despite the old-looking door.

There were two middle-aged men sitting facing each other by a round table.

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My father, Don Vito Callione, wearing a black suit and biting a cigar.

And a neat looking man wearing a simple brown suit, Maestro.

“haha! That child is the son Don was so proud of.”

“Yes. There are few of my pride. Eugene, did you know this before hearing about it? Here, Roberto Haverlanda, the representative tailor of Imperatore and one of the few maestros in the world.”

At the introduction of his father, Roberto gets up from his seat, puts his hand on his chest, and bows his head politely.

“You said it in such a grand way, but… … He’s just an old man who can’t do anything other than make clothes. It is an honor to meet Master Callione, Eugene Han, who is called the morning star of Callione.”

“It is an honor to meet the Maestro, who is called a living legend.”

“ha ha ha! I can only thank you for your words. Now, the master is also here, so let’s start with the size right away.”

“Please.”

With that said, Roberto approached me. Soon he flicked his finger, forming a blue tape measure around his index finger.

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

“… … The tape measure is special.”

“It’s one of the rare specialties of this old man. It is a magic tape measure that can accurately measure dimensions as well as determine the nature and characteristics of an object. Now, would you like to raise your arm first?”

A tape measure that can tell the nature and characteristics. Does everyone at the maestro level have one of these skills?

With that thought in mind, naturally raise your arms and take a tape measure that wraps around your chest at the same time.

“The chest measurement is 102.3… … yes?”

Then, suddenly, Roberto tilts his head as if puzzled. and soon.

“Huh… … . It’s difficult.”

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Maestro Roberto. He suddenly sighed and shook his head.

Why is this gentleman doing this all of a sudden?