I Become a Mafia in the Academy 120: The Phantom Thief Magical Girl (Uncle) Who Protects Justice
While I was playing, a sudden thought crossed my mind.
“No, seriously, what kind of mansion is this hard to break into?”
Of course, rich people's homes are tough to rob. But deploying magic, traps, and personnel just to catch thieves? That seemed overkill.
To uncover the truth behind this undocumented fact on the wiki, I posted on the community forums. That's how I learned the reason.
I've raided every damn place out there? Even hit the Calione elixir vault with a paperclip, but Hanwol Group Mansion's security is Pentagon-level or worse? No legendary items hidden or anything, just more loot than average homes, but why so hardcore? Raised her as a magical girl for escapes and it's still ST-level, nearly died lol. (Character screenshot)
A short while later, a commenter named [ㅇㅇ] revealed the truth.
It was because Hanwol Group's warehouse had been completely cleaned out in the past. By one person.
“Mmph—! Mmmphmph!”
Haru casts a soundproofing spell around us, and Alesia ties the guy to a chair. He thrashes wildly, so she smacks the bag over his head.
“Stay still, or it'll be harder to tie you. I doubt you want to be searched while restrained.”
At Alesia's gentle yet firm warning, his struggles quiet dramatically. Once she's secured him perfectly, she turns to me.
“The bag. Shall I remove it?”
“Yeah, take it off.”
She lifts the black bag, revealing a squinting guy scanning his surroundings.
“Wh-what the hell is this?! You touched a Hanwol Group employee! You know that, right?!”
“Of course. I'm the grandson of Hanwol Group's chairman.”
“What?”
He goes slack-jawed, speechless. My Hanwol bloodline is top secret, but I didn't care. I wasn't planning to let him live anyway.
“Enough chit-chat. Where'd you hide the shotgun you stole?”
“......Pardon? What are you talking about?”
I expected denial, but he played innocent brazenly.
“No need for games between those in the know. It'll just tire us both out.”
I kneaded his shoulders lightly from behind, whispering. No blood in Grandpa's house.
I showed him the documents Alesia had given me.
“Name: Yenika Motbrache. Age: twenty-four. No family. Russian immigrant seeking work in Korea. Right?”
“Nah, can't use that, Yenika Mohammadzam. You're twenty-five, right? Only the Russian immigrant part is real.”
I tore the papers in front of her and crouched, smiling.
“Now...... do I only know this?”
For the first time, her eyes wavered.
“How the hell did you......”
“Surprised? Here's a bigger shock: You're known as the 'Great Thief for the Poor,' right?”
Her nickname from redistributing stolen goods to the needy. But it was all viral hype.
“The problem? Those 'poor' are a pirate cartel from a poor country.”
Steal, dump some in slums—which pirates nearby snatch. Calione's the outlier; it's common in the Third World. The weak can't sell or protect valuables.
Money laundering via slums and pirates. She was just a nasty thief.
Time for Haru's help.
“Mind?”
“I'll do my best.”
I step aside; Haru crouches before her.
“Hoo.”
She closes her eyes, steadies her breath. Alesia, unaware of her power, watches curiously.
Haru opens her eyes—crimson flames ignite in them.
“You just need to stare into my eyes.”
Izanami, Inomiya bloodline ability. Instills fear by gaze alone. Used subtly for negotiations, but full power like this? Intense.
“Guh—! Hic!”
Her body shudders violently. She squeezes her eyes shut, but Alesia pries them open from behind.
“Grk......! Stop......! Please......!”
Alesia's hands trembled slightly too. Affected by Haru.
Her terror hit me hard. I stepped forward.
“Shotgun. Where? Hand it over now, and I won't kill you.”
Opponent feels great fear.
Trait: 【Dark World Heir】 additional effect '1. Irresistible Offer' activates.
“N-necklace......! The necklace!”
She finally cracked.
“Necklace? Alesia.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Alesia yanks it off her neck and hands it over.
◈ Necklace with sub-space for five items. Time stops inside sub-space.
“Sub-space artifact, huh.”
I reach into the necklace's sub-space like a cube. My hand slips in; I grab the blunt object inside and pull it out.
“Found it.”
As expected. The shotgun that should've been Grandpa's is in my hand.
◈ Double-barrel shotgun used by legendary Wild West gunslinger and outlaw Billy the Kid.
【Skills】
◈ 1. World-Famous Relic: Original owner was world-renowned. Grants three effects.
a. Greatly boosts mana infusion into bullets.
b. Can fire by charging mana alone.
c. Durability greatly increased.
◈ 2. Double Barrel Shotgun: No rifling. Damage stacks at close range.
◈ 3. Outlaw's Weapon: Attack power bonus proportional to user's notoriety.
Billy the Kid, branded an outlaw by lies and exaggeration in reality. But in CS history, his infamy was legendary—hence the massive buffs. Close-range damage king among guns.
“This the weapon you were after, Young Master.”
“Yeah. Tommy's great, but not versatile enough.”
Confirmed no issues, then rummaged the necklace more. Three items: statue, dagger, red gem. Stuff Grandpa hadn't noticed yet.
Stealing bit by bit to clean out the vault?
“Gutsy. Stealing from Hanwol of all places.”
Haru shakes her head in disbelief. I agreed. Working here, she'd know Calione ties vaguely. Yet she did this.
Her motive? Obvious.
“Probably this.”
I pointed at the red gem.
“......Just a normal gem?”
Haru tilts her head. I shake mine, pick it up.
“One of Seoul's past disasters. Byproduct from that ifrit.”
“Ifrit?”
“Yeah, spirit remnants like this are prime for gear crafting, explosive artifacts, big rituals.”
The tied thief flinches again.
“Thought you were a petty crook at first, but too suspicious. Spending years infiltrating Hanwol Mansion for treasures—this one? Must be commissioned.”
Shotgun for emergencies—easy to use sans ability. Dagger same. Statue? To make it look like simple theft.
“Round two. Haru, one more?”
“......I'll try.”
She preps; thief freaks, trembling.
“W-wait! I'll talk! Talk! Yeah? Please—.”
“—Right. You can talk.”
I cut her sob, smile.
“But this way's surer, no?”
Why take the hard road?
After silencing her thoroughly, Alesia takes her out. Terror-stricken, she'll need guards.
Alone now, I hand Haru the necklace I'd been toying with.
“Here. Your fee.”
“Ah, this. The commission you mentioned.”
She eyes it closely.
“Sub-space artifact, stops time inside. Worth tens of millions at least.”
“You sure? I didn't do much......”
“You did. Used your power.”
It smoothed everything. I grinned firmly—no take-backs.
She laughs.
“True, pricey for a few uses.”
“Solved quick thanks to you.”
“......I'll gladly accept.”
She takes it, stares, then returns it.
“Huh?”
Wasn't she keeping it? Why back?
I tilt my head; she brushes hair aside, speaks slowly.
“Could you...... put it on me?”
......Pardon?