I Become a Mafia in the Academy Chapter 22:

Shit!

All eyes were on them, thanks to that freshman who was causing a scene in the gym.

A freshman who didnt even know fractions had issued a challenge and was trying to use this opportunity to raise his clubs profile.

Its dangerous.

Yes, it was indeed dangerous.

They didnt expect him to be able to fight so well against the mbers of their club.

I an, hes a freshman! How is he so strong!?

[Get in here now, asshole, if you dont want to get your ass kicked].

His voice booms from the loudspeaker connected to the training center.

Hes speaking to anyone who will listen and taking shots at their Fund Investnt Club.

Hes provoking !

It was clear that he was betting on a fight against them.

How the hell did we get to this point?

The outline for the International Trade Club raid was perfect.

They would buy off the recruits from the International Trade Club, let them attack first, save face, and use the people theyve already prepared to counterattack! Then theyll bring the International Trade Club under their umbrella and use their financial power to monopolize distribution in the school!

With this plan, their club would have a solid foundation.

But that freshman was the problem.

What, hes claiming ownership of the International Trade Club, and hes even brought in a bunch of bystanders?

Its like they were being backstabbed!

Also,

Wow, even a non-combat club can lose to a freshman?

I guess the Fund Investnt Club didnt deserve freshn.

Wow, theres a lot of interesting stuff going on today.

It just so happened that today was club recruitnt day.

Damn it, why are you looking at like that? Dont look at like that!

The aning of the stare was very clear.

The greedy, sneering glances that said, Huh? They werent as tough as we thought they were, and if they can do this, we can do it too.

At this rate they would be eliminated before they could act against the International Trade Club.

The first thing he needed to do was to turn the tables.

He wiped the sweat off his face by pretending to run his hands through his hair, then pulled the corners of his mouth up.

For now, he tried to keep his face as nonchalant as possible

You must be the president of the Fund Investnt Club.

Um?

Hearing the voice calling him, he turned around and saw a guy wearing glasses with a blunt expression. Judging from the color of his na tag,he must be a first-year.

Im sorry, but I dont have ti for new students.

My president told to give you this.

What?

The guy with the glasses says, and hands him a briefcase.

And he said that if you dont get in the arena right away, hell release this to everyone in here.

What the hell are you talking about?

Ive told you everything the boss told to tell you, so Ill leave you to it.

What? Wait!

He said what he had to say, then turned and walked away.

Puzzled by his identity, he opened the briefcase to reveal the paper inside.

Huh?

He looked at the contents and imdiately closed the envelope again.

Wait, why is this here?

President, whats wrong?

.

What the hell did he give you?

The other mbers of the club muttered sothing, but he couldnt hear them.

How the hell am I supposed to tell him that whats in the envelope is proof that weve been embezzling investors money bit by bit all this ti! What the hell, what the hell is this.

And there it was, all organized in his head.

Why are all these students gathered here in this great hall?

Why did the guy who handed him the ledger just now call that freshman in the arena his president?

Why is he looking at them now, as if hes very relaxed?

You fucking

Hed been trying to set up a situation where he could spill the beans in front of everyone, a situation where they had no choice but to do as he said.

But its not all over yet. Its only a check, not a mate.

First, they must be unchecked.

All mbers of the Fund Investnt Club, may we begin now?

Now? Well, thechallenge was directed at your club, so I dont see a problem with the rules.

Whatever it takes to get him to shut up.

* * *

They speak about things that they do not know and think its only check but the ga its already over.

Looking at the way they live they resemble villains not heroes. But I couldnt bla them, after all, they were the scourge of the academy system.

Thats where the scenario ca from.

As they entered, a red aura began to form around my body. Recognizing them all as enemies, the [Bloodline: Corleone] began to react.

It was a different kind of high than before as I catch my breath to keep myself from getting drunk on this ecstasy and glare at the n charging at .

Spears, axes, gauntlets, swords, they co at with a variety of unique weapons, ready to die just to hit once.

Too late.

If they were going to charge, they should have done it before all my skills peaked.

A hatchet slams down on my shoulder and figuring it wouldnt do much damage, I returned the blow and charged at him.

I used one point to break the encirclent.

He was surprised to see charging at him even though he was wielding a hatchet, but my fist was about to make contact with his face.

Paang!

With a violent sound, his body is sent flying backwards as if hit by a bomb. At the sa ti, I spun around and did a backspin punch.

The guy behind is surprised and raises his guard, but with a boom, I break his guard and my fist connects with his jaw as he falls to the ground like hes been hit with a sleeping pill.

Fucking assholes, dont try to block, dodge!

How the fuck am I supposed to dodge an attack like that?

They cried out in frustration but unlike their attacks, which only itched or hurt a little bit, each one of mine was close to fatal.

Dont fight, morons, its a challenge, and if you lose, well have to give them our club agreent!

The club leader shouted angrily at the rcenaries, not wanting to give them a written agreent as a guarantee.

Everyone get back! Were going for ranged attacks!

Protect the mages and bown!

The rcenaries fell back at the captains order and began to form up. Then, four figures erged from the ranks.

Judging by the objects in their hands, they appeared to be two archers and a mage.

I wondered if they were going to use ranged attacks to drain my health first and then fight in close range.

Thats a pretty standard tactic, I thought, and looked at the guys in front of .

Fire!

With that command, arrows and fireballs start flying at .

The rcenary captains order was not wrong. In fact, he should be comnded for calmly coming up with an orderly thod in such a situation. However, such thods are only as good as their common sense.

First, I ignored the arrows at hand, trusting in the durability of my body, and then extended my right hand toward the fireball and squeezed it.

The magic recoils and explodes in a gust of wind, dissipating and in the aftermath, the other arrows are disoriented and sent flying in strange directions.

You can squeeze magicwith your bare hands without getting hurt?

The rcenary captain stares at in disbelief. In fact, it was only possible because of the [Midas Gloves] on my hands, but I didnt expect him to know that.

Since youve attacked once its my turn now.

I stepped forward and tilted my bodys axis forward.

Form up! Block!

The n in front of bunched up and extended their weapons forward to block , like a phalanx blocking a cavalryman. But they werent facing horsen.

I leap upward with all my might, right in front of them.

Huh?

Then I plumt to the ground, unleashing a rolling thunder kick at the leader, who is protected by rcenaries and other club mbers.

The kick, which uses gravity and centrifugal force to increase its physical power, slams into his skull.

Quang!

Kaboom!

The sound is so loud that I wonder if it really ca from his head.

The club president falls to the ground with a loud crash and after confirming that hes completely stunned, I look around and open my mouth.

Youve got a client to protect, what are you going to do?

The rcenary leader pushes his way through the crowd.

Anenemy is charging at us and you stand there and dont even see it, you stupid bastard.

He berates the man on the ground and turns to face .

So much for the Fortune Soldier Circle. I dont see what else we can do with a client like that.

He walks slowly toward the entrance of the arena and at the sight of him, the other rcenaries try to follow suit, but

What nonsense are you talking about, senior?

Hearing my voice, they stop in their tracks.

What?

The rcenary leader turns his head to look at . I smirked at him and said.

I was just asking if youd like to be beaten or if youd like to resist.

I said, trying to clear the air.

You asshole.

His face crumples at my words.

I snap my fingers at him as he grips the handle of his unique weapon even tighter.

Lets get this over with, its lunchti soon.

Because Im starting to get hungry.

* * *

No, how can a man wipe out that many people and not break a sweat?

Jin-woo, who was about to hand a towel as I walked out of the arena, gave a wry look.

Thats what clerical clubs are supposed to do. Even you could have done it.

Eh? I dont think so. Besides, arent those guys stretched out over there rcenaries?

Jin-woo shrugged as he looked at the group stretched out in the arena.

Judging by their skills, theyre probably cheap labor in the rcenary circles. Maybe they figured they didnt need to spend that much money to deal with in the first place.

Then they made a complete mistake, didnt they?

Well, yeah.

I look past Jin-woo to the male instructor standing at the stall in the arena.

Since I seem to have won the challenge, may I have the Gold Agreent?

Huh? Uh, yeah. They just happened to leave this with before they entered the arena. Here, take it.

Thanks.

By taking the Gold Clubs consent form from Instructor Nam, I had fulfilled all of Ji-hyuns requirents.

Instructor, Ive fulfilled all of your requirents. May I ask for the next one?

Ha, youre crazy. I never thought youd actually do this.

Ji-hyun takes the agreents from , waves them around, and smiles broadly.

Okay, since you kept your promise, Ill keep mine, too. Im going to go talk to the student council guys, so go eat your lunch.

Ji-hyun leaves the room, fanning herself with the precious agreents.

I was relieved that it was finally over when I saw the back of her head.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The cell phone in my pocket began to vibrate violently.

?

[Hidden Quest Complete!

[One Night Circle]

[You have succeeded in creating a club in a single day for the first ti in the history of the Academy, and this history will be recorded in the Academy forever]

[Reward: Smart Lens]

As expected, an event of this magnitude has a hidden quest, eh, Smart Lens?

At the sa ti, I began to feel a stinging pain, as if I had put a cleaning solution in my eyes.

I closed my eyes tightly and endured the pain for about 10 seconds and just when I thought the throbbing in my cornea had subsided, I opened my eyes to see a new landscape.

(NEW) Main story now available!

[Youve brought new life to the Academy! By founding a new club, youve written your own history! Lead your club to success and upgrade it to Silver rank!]

[Achievent condition: Complete 5 club requests!]

[Number of Requests Completed: 0 / 5]

[*Achievent rewards may change depending on the results]

Boss, are you okay?

Yeah.

As if I was in a VR ga, the notification window that I could only see on my smartphone was translucent and floating in the air.

There were multiple interface windows and numbers in the corner of my vision.

The interfaces are perfectly reproduced, as if the phone is floating in the air.

It was quite annoying to feel like I was being looked at strangely whenever I was looking at my phone in front of other people, but with this display, I didnt have to worry about that anymore.

First and foremost, the most noticeable change is the new Main Story.

I was worried that the main story hadnt opened since Desert Island, but apparently I was on the right track.

But how do I turn it off?

I rolled my eyes and thought about turning off my smartphones screen, and the windows in front of disappeared.

Luckily, I could turn it off and on at will so I wont have to worry about it interfering with my vision in battle.

This is really over! We can start a club now, right?

Se-ah and Young-jae, who had been watching the battle from the bleachers, ca up to .

Yeah, the instructor said shed take care of the rest, so now we just have to wait.

Based on the main quest I had just seen, the creation of the club was a foregone conclusion.

Now all that remained was for Haru to crush the Fund Investnt Club in the club competition.

It shouldnt be difficult with her abilities, as this battle would not only destroy the Fund Investnt Clubs reputation, but also its value.

The academy bell rang, signaling the end of the club tour and the start of lunch.

It was as if the sound signaled the end of a short battle for the agreent form.