I Become a Mafia in the Academy 70
"You’ve looked pretty exhausted lately. Take this with you first."
The elixirs inside the cube I’d brought to share with my people. The one I handed to Inomiya Haru was the Mermaid’s Tear, known for relieving fatigue and stress.
It came in a tiny vial that could pass for a perfume sample, but the fact that it cost ten million won per bottle would make sense to anyone who’d experienced its effects even once. The permanent stat boosts from the first dose were top-tier, without a doubt.
"This vial... it’s a Mermaid’s Tear, isn’t it?"
"Since you’re a club vice president now, I figured boosting your stamina and abilities would be wise. I hope you’ll accept it without refusing."
In the academy, power was closer than law or money. And Inomiya Haru, as the person involved, knew that better than anyone. So this elixir was more necessary for her than for me. To me now, it was just a fatigue recovery potion—nothing more, nothing less.
"...Thank you."
Whether she sensed my intentions or not, Inomiya Haru obediently extended both hands to receive the vial I offered.
"While I’m at it, I should share some with the rest of Familia too. Do you have any plans coming up?"
As I stood to leave, she bowed her head and replied.
"With the new trade route opened, things will be busy from now on. I’m sorry I can’t accompany you."
"No need to apologize."
I couldn’t drag her along when she had work, after all. Besides, thanks to her, I’d advanced my main quest by a step.
You've stirred a new wind in the academy! By founding a new club, you've begun writing your own history. Successfully lead your club to promotion to Silver Club status!
Achievement Condition: Complete 5 club requests!
Requests Completed: 2 / 5
[※ Rewards may vary based on results.]
Three more to go... The system didn’t even count the early simple requests toward the total, so it clearly had its own standards.
"Thank you so much for today. Please stop by the International Trade Club sometime."
"I will."
After seeing Inomiya Haru out of the vice president’s office, I spotted Sea-a in the break room, munching on snacks. She sucked on her fingers and jumped up when she saw me, crumbs from her clothes scattering to the floor.
"...You’ll clean that up, right?"
"Of course."
With a snap of her fingers, the crumbs vanished in an instant. She’d apparently used spatial magic to tidy up the mess. She must’ve picked up the odd habit from Ji Suhyun.
"...You’re good at this stuff."
"Hehe, with little siblings at home, I have to be. So, what brings you here?"
"I have something for you."
I pulled out two lollipop-style candies.
"These are made by solidifying whole barrels of fairy honey. Give them to your siblings."
These were elixirs hard to obtain even for most chaebols. Jiyoon had been hunting for them all day, so Sea-a’s siblings were sure to love them.
"F-Fairy honey... Eugene! I swear my loyalty to you!"
"Uh... sure."
It’s a timeless truth: when taking care of subordinates, tending to their families yields better results. I’d learned that in my successor training from Parnello.
"Time for me to get moving too."
Familia wasn’t the only group I needed to look after.
My next stop was Leg Move’s club room. The sweet scent hit me as soon as I got close, as always. When I opened the door, the members greeted me with bright smiles. Standing in the middle, Lee Se-ri waved enthusiastically.
"Oh! B-Boss Eugene!"
"...Boss? Why the sudden title change?"
"W-Well, Jinwoo keeps calling you Boss? Since we’re basically under Familia, shouldn’t we call you the same?"
...Jinwoo, you’re the culprit, huh.
I had no intention of forcing a different title, so I just sighed.
"Call me whatever’s comfortable."
"Hehe, got it. S-So, what brings you here?"
"I received a lot of gifts lately, so I thought I’d share some."
I handed them a box.
"...What’s this?"
"Golden walnuts. Figured you could use them."
It wasn’t just the uncles from other families who’d sent gifts upon my executive promotion. The mid-level executives from each family had piled up the warehouse too. The mansion’s elixir vault was nearly overflowing.
"Golden... walnuts?"
"With the Ranger Club gone, sourcing materials must be tough. I got these as gifts—about ten in total. Should help with recipe development."
Tears rolled down Lee Se-ri’s cheek.
"B-Boss Eugene..."
"Hey, no need to cry over it."
"Boss Eugene! I-I’m so glad we became part of Familia...!"
And then she burst into sobs.
"Whoa, calm down..."
"Waaahhh!!"
Aigoo. Fortunately, the other members rushed in to console their sobbing president.
"I’ll definitely succeed with the Golden Walnut Pie! The first one will be yours, Eugene!!"
I stared blankly as Lee Se-ri was dragged away by her arms, then headed back to the vice room.
Slipping someone a gift really hits different.
That night, I sat in my father’s study, waiting for him after being summoned, while exchanging messages with the Familia members.
The kids were growing in high spirits, which was a relief. Me? I’d learned to manipulate aura in a day and even caught a villain, so I was chilling. No point bragging—it’d just discourage them. Though, getting stabbed for real? That’s wild.
I smirked at the messages when footsteps approached from outside.
"You’re here, Father."
It was Father and Parnello. Their faces looked more worn than usual.
"The suit suits you perfectly. Good thing, heh heh."
Despite that, Father’s face lit up the moment he saw me.
"Eugene. Have you seen the recent news?"
Father sat, lit a cigar, and exhaled smoke.
"The news, sir?"
"Yes. Five villains escaped from Niflheim."
"Yes, I saw it on TV."
I nodded, and Father gestured to Parnello, who nodded and continued.
"In the chaos, our Calione informant imprisoned there escaped too. But it seems the Villain Union discovered our collaboration."
...One of the escapees was Calione’s informant?
In the game, only four of the five had capture quests. The fifth was never catchable. And that villain’s name was...
"Latte. We must retrieve him, our Villain Union informant. This mission is top secret, so a large team isn’t feasible."
Latte. A villain who could turn into a rat and control others. No major crimes, but sentenced to 30 years for leaking state secrets. No wonder he seemed suspicious—he was Calione’s.
New info again; my heart raced.
"Should I retrieve him alone, then?"
Father shook his head.
"No, Parnello will accompany you. Given the sensitivity, he’ll lead, and you’ll assist."
Parnello stepping up meant it was that serious. Bigger than I thought. And assigning me...
"An extension of successor training."
"Exactly. With Parnello leading, you’ll learn much. And as a hitman, you’re qualified."
As Father said, shadowing Parnello would teach me plenty. Time to ask for details.
"Do we know who’s pursuing Latte?"
Parnello answered.
"Two of the other escapees: Blanca and Jackal."
"...Tracking and hunting specialists."
Blanca and Jackal. Assassins for hire. Blanca transformed into a werewolves; Jackal was an archery expert. A perfect pursuit duo.
"They’re dead set on him."
Viewing Latte as a traitor, they’d marked him as prey.
"Latte’s last report: he’s hiding in an abandoned warehouse in Gunsan’s industrial complex. Helicopter’s ready outside— we can head straight there."
I bowed at Father’s words.
"Eugene Han Calione accepts the Don’s orders."
"Good. Be careful."
Father patted my shoulder as I stood. I knew this mission would be tough—Parnello failed to secure Latte in the original story. But with me added, I was confident we’d succeed.
We left the study and headed to the mansion garden where the helicopter waited.
"Parnello."
"Yes, Young Master."
"Is Latte carrying info so vital we must keep him alive?"
Confirming extraction priorities was key before a mission. Success was mandatory once assigned.
"I don’t know the details, but the Don said his intel is a weapon against threats to Korea and Calione."
"...Understood."
Save him if possible.
"Let’s go."
"Yes."
With that, the helicopter lifted off from the Calione mansion.