I Become a Mafia in the Academy Chapter 18:

Sir!

The staff mber who was trying to help Lee Haru to her feet, stunned by the sight of Lee Haru slumped at the waist as she spoke to .

Whats wrong with you all of a sudden, why are you giving a freshman.

Mr. Park Joo-hyun.

What?

Shut up and bow down right now. Hes an important guest of our international trade club.

This, this freshman?!

Right now.

Uh, I apologize for my rudeness!

The employee quickly realizes whats going on and bows over. I patted the shoulders of the two and said.

Lets straighten your backs before we talk. There are a lot of eyes on you.

Yes. Ill do as you ask.

The employee stood up after Lee Haru straightened her back.

Mr. Park Joo-hyun.

Yes, yes!

Ill escort the guests to the presidents office, please get them sothing to drink.

Yes!

Dismissing the employee, Ms. Lee gives us a quick glance and turns away.

Ill show you in.

Please.

We arrived at a luxurious black door and Lee Hae-Roo opened the door first and walked in, followed by the rest of us. We were greeted by the modern design of the presidents office.

Unlike the very plain exterior, it was decorated with luxurious art and luxury items.

As we stood at a distance, taking in our surroundings, Lee Haru gestured with both hands to a sofa at one end of the room.

Why dont you make yourself comfortable, sir?

At her suggestion, I casually sat down while Jinwoo, Se-ah, and Young-jae sat to my right, side by side.

anwhile, Lee Haru had begun putting sweets in a basket in preparation for the refreshnts in the room.

Bo, boss, what the hell is going on? Isnt she the president of this club?

Thinking this was a ridiculous situation, Jin-woo leaned over and began to demand an explanation.

The others were looking at to see if I agreed and in response, I said what I had already thought of.

My family is the majority shareholder of the presidents family here. Ive known her since I was a kid.

Major, major shareholder?

Yes. We also have a significant stake in the international trade club here, so its not strange.

Technically, the club and the presidents family were founded with the support of the Corleone family.

Last night, while I was making plans for the club, it occurred to .

Co to think of it, I seem to recall that the Academy had a few clubs connected to the Corleone family?

So I imdiately asked Parnello.

-The International Trade Club was headed by a woman from the Inomiya Group, and Im sure youve seen her at a few of the familys events in the past. Im pretty sure her na wasHaru.

As expected from the top mafia family in Asia, there were clubs within the academy that were related to the family.

My father had even invested in the club in my na when she started it.

They were wondering how they were going to get the goods that were so hard to co by in the ga, even from outside vendors, when Eugene said sothing crazy.

You have a stake in the Academys clubs, what the hell is your family doing here?

Young-jae asks with his tongue hanging out, as if he hadnt realized that I had a direct investnt in the Academy.

Its just a company that does this and that. I just got lucky.

He doesnt ask any more, realizing that I dont want to say more.

Youve been waiting a long ti. Its been a long ti since Ive seen you, young master.

Yes, it has been a long ti. I was quite surprised when I heard you had ford a club at the Academy.

Im ashad to say that its still a small club, and I never thought that you would ask to do this.

Well, is that so?

Setting down the basket of refreshnts in front of us, Haru sits down on the empty couch. Her expression was cold as she said she hadnt expected it.

I apologize if this was sudden, or if I inconvenienced you.

She shakes her head at my words.

Of course not, this is all thanks to your investnt, but you seem to be in a much different mood than the last ti I saw you.

Ive grown up, I suppose. I cant stay under my fathers wing forever.

I smile and shrug, and she nods.

I see that you are.By the way, I recently heard that youve been taking heir lessons. Congratulations, young master.

Glancing over, Haru sees the ring on my hand and imdiately bows to . In response, I grabbed her shoulders, stopping her.

This is the Academy. Enough about the family.

Harus head snaps up at my words and she looks at my na tag.

Excuse , she says, as if realizing whats going on.

-Sir, Ive brought you tea.

Yes, please co in.

The employee who heard Harus voice cos in with five cups of tea on a tray.

At the sa ti, an emotion of fear emanates from him. Unlike when he first saw , I found it quite funny that she was now afraid of .

After he leaves, I raise my coffee cup to moisten my lips and decide to get straight to the point.

The Silver Club agreent we talked about yesterday. Is it ready?

Yes, I can give it to you right now if you say so.

Youve worked hard.

Its the least I can do to repay your favor.

I look at her face as she answers in a very businesslike tone. Her dark eyes never waver, her long, neatly coiffed hair, and her jet-black cadet uniform.

Her face is so expressionless that its hard to tell if youre dealing with a person or a doll and her deanor was completely businesslike.

Is this how its going to end?

Of course, it was a natural attitude considering Eugenes personality, but I was satisfied with this and had no intention of going back.

Jin-woo.

Yes, boss?

Jin-woo, who had been looking at his smartphone while chewing on a crunchy snack, raised his head and looked at .

Take the other kids outside. I think I need to have a little private talk with the president of the International Trade Club.

Whats a private talk?

It ans that Eugene and that club president over there want to talk alone, so co on out!

Huh? Huh?! Ill get out! Ill get out!

Se-ah, who had already figured out what kind of person Jin-woo was just by being around him for a while, and who was initially scared that he was a mber of Corleone organization, now grabbed Jin-woo and Young-jae by the sleeves in frustration and dragged them out of the room.

If anything, Kim Se-ah is more trustworthy.

After confirming that all three of them had left, I turned my head back to look at Lee Haru, who was quenching her thirst with coffee.

Despite the fact that everyone sitting across from her had left, she was still slurping coffee like it was no big deal.

Haru.

Yes, young master.

Setting down her cup at my call, Haru stares at .

What kind of person was the that you saw in the past?

Young masteryou an?

Yes.

When she heard my words, her eyes drifted off into space and she pondered sothing. Then, when she was done, she looked back at and spoke very simply, as if she were introducing soone she knew.

You were a kid who liked .

Huh?

Youd always run up to at family events and ask to play with , and when I said no, youd grab by the hem of my skirt and wouldnt let go.

Wait a minute.

At one point, you sward , demanding that I be yours. When I politely refused, you promptly threw yourself on the floor and cried that you wouldnt get up until I beca your girlfriend.

Nope.

You were nothing but a brat without the power of the family.

Despite the ruthlessness of her words, there was not a single subtle change in her expression.

I cant believe Eugene has been doing that to her since she was a child.

I didnt realize it was this bad.Apparently, Eugene Han Corleone was an even bigger idiot than hed imagined.

You dont have any answers.

To what?

Haru asks, looking at as if shes heard muttering to myself.

Originally, I had a suggestion, but the way you just said it makes it virtually impossible.

Haru tilts his head at my words.

Then why dont you just order to do it?

Well?

Isnt it sothing you can order as the heir to the Corleone Family, not as Eugene Han Corleone, and if you do, I wont be able to disobey your orders, since the Corleone Family is the de facto owner of our group.

Her expression remained unchanged as she said this, but I could tell she was sincere. Because at the point where she said I can do as I please, a faint flicker of fear ca over her.

I dont want to do that to you.

What do you an?

She asks, still unable to comprehend.

I dont know what you an when you say you dont want to do that to .

Literally, I dont want to create a situation where Im the only one who benefits.

Haru looks at blankly but I dont avoid her gaze and continue.

Im a freshman at the academy now, not the kid I used to be, and I cant just order you around as the head of the club when Ive only been here a short ti, so Id like to make you a proposal, a proposal that we can all benefit from.

What do you an, a proposalthat we can all benefit from?

And your reaction is, youre willing to listen?

Haru nods at my question.

Im a rchant and the head of the International Trade Club before Im a vassal of Corleone, and if you tell sothing that will benefit , and I dont listen and reject it, wont people call a rchant who sacrifices profit for emotion?

I barely held back a chuckle as I listened to her say, So, Ill listen.

After all, she was Haru, the head of the International Trade Club, a businesswoman who puts practical interests ahead of her feelings, a loyal vassal who believes that being attached to Corleone is also a benefit and a woman who would eventually dominate the comrcial center of Seoul and be called the Golden Empress in the future.

Facing her, I slowly let out the words of her desire that she had been hiding under her expressionless mask all this ti.

Promotion to Gold Club of the International Trade Club.

?

You want to promote the International Trade Club to a Gold Club and Ill make it happen.

For the first ti, her steel-like expression shattered.