Chapter 84

Jinwoo became a mafia member of the Academy, Chapter 84

"Damn it...!"

"K, Kyeek!"

Iseul seemed to be startled by the sudden curse, trembling violently.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I just received a strange email... It's not directed at you, senpai."

"Ah, is that so? Phew, I thought something was wrong..."

The fear that had risen from Iseul quickly subsided.

No, I knew she was a character who was easily scared, but how could she react like this so quickly?

I don't think I did anything particularly scary... Hmm... Hmm.

There were more things that hit home than I thought.

"It's nothing. Anyway, I'm always grateful to you."

"Hehe, I'm the one who should be grateful. Ah, I still have club activities, so I'll head back now."

"Sure, I'll enjoy the cake."

"Thank you, hard work!"

With that, Iseul bowed and left the club room.

After seeing her off to the door, I headed to the training room where the children were eating cake.

But...

"Jinwoo Bifalt. I think you can do five more."

"No way, I'm really dying. I'm dying, I tell you!"

"I'll save you before you die, so just do five more. Come on, one."

"No, one or not, I'm really dying, I tell you!"

"Looks like you can do ten more from the way you're shouting. Come on, one!"

"Kyyyyyeeek!!"

Jinwoo, lying on the bench press machine, was trembling violently, while Jisoo-hyun was eating a cupcake with a relaxed expression.

And Yeongje and Seoa were watching the scene, finding it amusing.

"Ah, you're here?"

"Sir. When did you arrive?"

Since I had sent a separate message, I thought you were somewhere else, but I didn't expect you to be in the training room.

"Me? Just now. I was helping Jinwoo with his weights. Right?"

As he spoke, Jisoo-hyun poked Jinwoo.

From below came a reply, "Nnnnnggggghhhh..."

"So, what's up?"

"It's not that something happened... but I suddenly have to take an oath as the class representative, isn't that too sudden?"

"Oh, that?"

Jisoo-hyun nodded as if he finally understood my reaction.

"I heard it from the top, but I don't know the details. It seems Chae-yeon said she's not interested and doesn't want to do it. What can we do then? The vice-president has to do it."

"Then I──"

"Someone who only causes trouble for the club and works overtime... but you have to do it, right?"

It seemed they had already decided to make me do it.

"So, when is it? The schedule hasn't been announced yet, right?"

The Academy's welcome party often changed dates depending on the situation, so it was better to be sure.

The children reacted as if they were hearing this for the first time.

"Huh? We're having a welcome party?"

"I think there was something like that on the schedule."

"Eeeeh...?"

Seeing the children's reactions, Jisoo-hyun looked as if he had just realized something.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you today? It's next week, I think."

There are other things to forget, but the Academy's schedule?

"Hey, class president. Send a message to everyone in the class. Tell them about the welcome party next week."

Jisoo-hyun decided to solve the problem by having the class president, who was right next to him, send the message.

Seeing my expression, Jisoo-hyun cleared his throat, turned his head, and poked Jinwoo, who was lying on the ground.

"Hey, stop whining and get up. You've worked your upper body, now it's time for your lower body."

"Huh? I'm dying..."

"Your upper body might be dead, but your lower body is still alive. Quickly, eat this and get up."

"Ugh──"

Jinwoo was forced to eat the cupcake and was dragged to the squat machine by Jisoo-hyun.

"Five more."

"My thighs are tearing apart! Boss! Save me!!"

"Sir. Judging by Jinwoo's volume, he can probably do one more set."

"Right? Come on, one more set."

"Kyyyyyaaah!!"

Next week...

It's going to be tight.

* * *

[Guak Chun-sik: Since you've decided,,,,wait for me,,,]

When I got home, a message from Guak Chun-sik had arrived.

It seems he had finished sorting out his thoughts.

As expected.

Judging by his message to wait, it seems he plans to come here after finishing everything there.

I had already told Han Seo-joon, so he would take care of anything needed.

"Sir, are you worried about the elder? Now it's time for me to take care of my business."

I changed from my comfortable clothes into the suit Maestro made for me and came out of the room.

"You're out, young master."

The maid, who was waiting outside the door, bowed and greeted me.

"Where's Ji-yoon?"

"She just fell asleep."

"I see. Alesia, let's go."

"Yes, young master."

With that, she followed me down the corridor.

Mikhail Alesia, Ji-yoon's dedicated maid.

A Russian immigrant with light purple hair tied back neatly and red eyes, she had grown up with me at the Callione household since I was young.

And her true identity is...

"Are you coming with me on patrol tonight?"

"Yes, Han Seo-joon has a task assigned by you, and it's his turn to be on duty today..."

"I see."

She was also a hitman for the organization.

Though it was limited to the time when Ji-yoon was asleep.

So today, with Han Seo-joon having a task, we would go out together for the night patrol, which is essentially the Callione's basic duty, known as the "night walk."

She was also a named character in the game, so I had no complaints about her skills.

"Which area are we patrolling tonight?"

"Area C."

Area C would be where the Asian immigrants live.

"It should be smooth."

"Yes, it's my first time going on a night walk with you, so I'm quite excited."

Alesia smiled and said that.

...I could understand why she was called the peony of the underworld by CS players.

We decided to ride a motorcycle to Area C, which has many alleys, after leaving the mansion.

The foreigner area in Incheon has areas from A to G.

From what I heard during the successor classes, there used to be only up to Area D, but as the area grew, it became more subdivided, and the number of areas is increasing.

"Young master, how many times have you been on a night walk?"

Alesia asked me, handing me a helmet before getting on the motorcycle.

"Hmm... I think this is the third or fourth time."

"You've been out more than I thought. I thought you'd only come out once or twice at most."

"...As a successor. Farnello said I needed to familiarize the locals with my face, so I went a few times with him."

And indeed, every time I went on a night walk, the influence of the [Main Story (Gangs of Callione)] increased a bit, so it wasn't entirely bad.

"Farnello is wise. Most merchants in the foreigner area are wary of outsiders, so getting familiar with them this way will definitely help in the future."

"If so, that's fortunate."

"Shall we go?"

Alesia tapped the back seat.

...I can ride a motorcycle, but this body can't.

I need to get a license soon.

Sitting quietly behind her, I lightly wrapped my arms around her slim waist.

"If you hold me like that, you might fall off when we start."

Alesia spoke as if scolding a shy younger brother.

"...Damn."

Since she said that, I had no choice but to hold her properly to secure a stable position.

"If you hold me like this, you won't fall off. Let's go."

The engine roared, and the seat began to vibrate slightly, like an electric motor.

It seemed to be a different model from Farnello's, but I started to feel uneasy.

"Hey... Alesia?"

"We're starting."

At the same time, an incredible inertia pushed my body back.

If I hadn't held on properly, I would have been thrown off by the incredible speed.

In terms of acceleration, it felt like we reached zero to a hundred in less than two seconds.

"Hey, even if there are no cars or people around the mansion, isn't this too fast──?!"

"I'm a former champion of the Callione motorcycle racing."

Is there even such a competition?!

The motorcycle, with two people on it, started racing down the road at an incredible speed.

Glancing at the speedometer, it read [362 km/h].

"Is it even legal to drive this fast in South Korea?"

"Is there a police officer in South Korea who can catch up to me?"

Probably not.

Unless it's a Grim Reaper.

"Young master."

"Hmm?"

"You need to hold on tight so you don't get thrown off."

"Thrown off? What──"

Alesia suddenly turned the front wheel and drifted.

The motorcycle leaned heavily to the side, and it felt like it would scrape the ground if I just extended my knee.

"A, Alesia?!"

"Don't worry, we won't fall over."

As she said, the motorcycle returned to its original angle.

I had unconsciously focused my aura when the body suddenly leaned.

"Alesia, aren't you riding the motorcycle too aggressively?"

"I used to get caught by enemies if I didn't ride like this, so I guess it's an old habit. ...I'll be more careful."

Still...

Alesia suddenly said.

"I can't stand straight roads."

"Ah──"

* * *

We entered Area C directly from the outer road of Area A.

The countless cars speeding down the road, the many neon signs, and the bustling crowds.

This area alone was enough to be called a foreign land.

"Someone keeps glancing at us."

"Probably because I'm wearing a maid uniform. Only the Callione household's servants wear maid uniforms in this area."

"I see."

The suit is ordinary enough that it wouldn't reveal I'm from the Callione household, but with her openly advertising, "I'm from the Callione household," it makes sense they're looking.

"Shall we slowly circle around Area C?"

"No, let's get off nearby and walk a bit."

I really wanted to walk after the intense speed.

"Yes, I understand."

We parked the motorcycle in the parking lot of a restaurant operated by the Callione household, just in case of any unexpected situations, and got off, removing our helmets.

"Phew, helmets are really stuffy. In the end, you die the same whether you wear one or not."

...Isn't that because you were driving at over 360 km/h?

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

It seems the Callione maids have also mastered mind-reading.

"Hehe, it's been a while since I've walked alone with you, so I'm quite excited."

"...You know we're here to work, right?"

She replied with a proud expression.

"Of course. I'm a well-trained maid of the Callione household."

But...

She turned her back and whispered, only turning her head.

"A little bit of mischief is okay, isn't it?"

The peony of the Callione household.

A smile was forming at the corner of her lips.