I Become a Mafia in the Academy - Chapter 559
The Mafia of the Academy – Chapter 559
The Mafia of the Academy Chapter 559
Living as the eldest son of a mafia family is harder than you think.
First of all, it is very difficult to have an ordinary life.
For example, I have to hide my identity and attend the academy because I never know when or where I might be targeted.
What if I had entered the academy from the beginning, claiming to be the successor to the Carlione family?
It was clear that I would not have been able to get close to the children who were afraid of our family, and if I had been very weak at the time, I might have been targeted by other organizations.
Perhaps Jinwoo’s personality was like that because of this.
If he didn’t approach first and talk first, there would have been no one around him.
That’s how much a member of a mafia family can only meet a limited number of people in a limited number of places.
And of course, it was a very rare occurrence for an outsider to join a meal, so it was inevitable that this place would be tense.
“First of all, let’s pray.”
The pre-meal prayer begins with my father as the host.
My father begins his prayer solemnly, his head bowed humbly.
He begins by praying for the well-being of the family, as always, and then for the well-being of the organization, and then for the third time.
“…May the Lord’s faithful servant who has come under the shadow of our Carlione today, please help him to achieve his desire.”
For Michaela, who has come to our house as a guest.
Amen─ The prayer ends with a sound, and Michaela, who sees the food prepared to fill the large table, finally opens her mouth to give her impressions.
“It’s a really gorgeous table. It’s hard to compare it to the food in the monastery. Don Vito Carlione, thank you so much for your hospitality.”
My father’s face lights up at Michaela’s words, which are nothing short of praise.
“I’m glad you said that. Please, feel free to eat.”
At his father’s words, Michaela also began to eat.
Fortunately, I had informed Michaela about Korean food culture and etiquette in case of any unforeseen circumstances.
[Me: Michaela. In a little while, when you’re eating with your father. Don’t eat until your father picks up his spoon and chopsticks first. That’s Korean etiquette.]
[Michaela: Korean etiquette…! I understand.]
Fortunately, Michaela’s polite behavior seemed to have made a good impression on my father.
Then, I was about to pick up my utensils and eat.
“As far as I know, Sister Michaela, you came to the peninsula to catch a villain called Magical Log.”
“Gulp!”
My father started to get to the point right away.
I quickly took a sip of water to calm my throat and glanced alternately at my father and Michaela.
“Yes, Don Carlione.”
“Eugene, of course, but Carlione has also told me to support you in any way we can. Please feel free to use it. If anything happens to you in this faraway place, we will have no face to see the Vatican.”
My father started the conversation by saying, “You know we’re helping you, right? If you want to do something, do it with our kids. That way we can keep an eye on you.”
After all, a guest is a guest and work is work.
At that moment, Jiyoon, who still didn’t know what was going on, smiled brightly and joined the conversation.
“Papa! Are we going to catch Magical Log?”
“Hmm? Yes, that’s right. That’s why the sister came.”
“But Magical Log is on the side of justice, isn’t it? That’s what it said on TV…?”
“That’s right. Jiyoon-ah. A high-ranking member of the church──.”
“That’s right. On the side of justice.”
Before my father could answer, Michaela answered first.
Yoon-ji smiled brightly at Michaela’s answer.
“Really? Is Magical Rogue on the side of justice?”
“Yes. I think Magical Rogue is a very righteous messenger of God. I am trying to find Magical Rogue to receive his sign, so Sister Yoon-ji, please don’t worry too much.”
And finally.
“As much as you hide and calculate, I don’t know if I can find it.”
Father looked at Michaela as if it was strange.
“Sister. What are you talking about…? Didn’t you say you came here to catch Magical Rogue?”
“That’s my mission, but how can I find someone who is already hiding? If I have to meet him, the Lord will guide me directly. In fact, my top priority is to play with my close friend, Calione Junior, so please. I hope you can keep it a secret from the Vatican.”
The sister answered Father’s question by saying, ‘Actually, I came here to play. Magical Rogue? I don’t even think about catching him. I’ll just play here and go, so just tell the Vatican.’
Father seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but he burst into laughter.
“I see. Hahahahaha!”
Father burst into laughter that was even more genuine than his smile a moment ago.
My friend is a Vatican priest who came to Calione on a mission from the Vatican. Such an awkward person suddenly said that his mission didn’t matter and that playing with his son was more important, so Father couldn’t help but react that way.
“Then we’ll just stay still. If you need anything, call us. I’ll run to you then.”
In the end, the father was the first to cast ‘You know, just play with Eugene’.
“Thank you for Don Calione’s grace.”
Michaela bowed her head politely and thanked her father. Father also nodded his head and smiled with satisfaction.
Here, Michaela added a word.
“Then, Don Calione. May I ask you a small favor?”
“A small favor?”
“Yes.”
Father looked at her as if he was momentarily embarrassed, wondering if he would ask for it right away.
But soon he smiled broadly and answered softly.
“If it’s something I can do.”
This time, it was the father who spoke as if he was doing a favor to his friend, not as if he was doing a favor to a Vatican guest.
Michaela spoke politely to him.
“I would like to ask the peak of Calione for a favor.”
……huh?
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A duel with my father.
In other words, a duel with Don Vito Calione is not an opportunity that is easy to come by.
I’m his son, so sometimes my father helps me with my posture and training, but that’s only possible because I’m his blood and flesh, his own son.
For others, especially those who have nothing to do with Calione, a duel with their father was virtually impossible.
First of all, there was the fact that it was impossible to talk to him casually because he was my father at the peak of Calione, and because of his image as the emperor of the underworld, Calione’s side had been rejecting such offers.
Yes. Calione had received countless contacts asking for a duel with his father.
A duel with one of the world’s greatest fighters is a great opportunity in itself.
And this time, my friend Michaela formally asked my father for such a favor.
Don Vito Calione, I want to fight you once.
To be honest, when I first heard this story, I thought my father would naturally refuse.
Wasn’t he the father who had refused all the challenges that had come flying in until now?
I thought there was no reason for such a father to accept Michaela’s request, who was not a world-class fighter, when he couldn’t refuse.
However.
“Then let’s do it. You are the Vatican’s paladin, right? I was curious about your skills. A duel with my son’s friend… It should be fun.”
My father accepted Michaela’s request as if it were nothing.
He even smiled, as if he found the Michaela before him cute.
My father is the kind of person who doesn’t accept requests from all the rich and powerful people and named heroes in the world because it’s a bother, so how great is the title of my friend that he would accept it just because I’m a friend?
Just like that, we finished our meal and arrived at the training ground in the backyard of the Carlione family.
The Carlione family started to move busily at the news of my father’s duel.
“Everyone get out of the backyard!”
“Is the barrier in the sky properly set up?”
“Only those designated by the Don can enter!”
My father’s fighting power was practically a symbol of the Carlione family’s authority.
There was no way he could show it off comfortably in front of others.
Most of the family members, except for a few, were not allowed to watch my father’s duel, and they began to set up a barrier so that it could not be observed from other places either.
As a result, the only ones who got to see my father’s duel were…
“The Don’s duel. It’s the first time since he saw the young master a few days ago.”
Parnello, my father’s left-hand man.
“Hey, was that a duel? He was just playing with Eugene.”
The right-hand man, Consigliere Carlione.
“Papa is cool!”
Jiyoon, who was sitting on Consigliere’s lap, shaking her legs in excitement.
“Miss. The Consigliere is having a hard time. Come to my side.”
“Yes!”
“Oh my! Alessia! Don’t try to steal the rest of my vitality!”
“The Consigliere is no good! Hehe!”
Alessia, who is practically our nanny. And lastly.
“A duel between my father and an outsider. I feel like things are getting bigger because of me.”
That would be me.
“Hahaha! Isn’t it good? Seeing with your eyes is different from experiencing it with your body. You’ve experienced a lot with your body, so it will be helpful to see it with your eyes. Maybe that’s why your father accepted that child’s suggestion.”
My godfather patted my back as if to tell me not to worry.
“But how can I not worry?”
After all, it was my friend, Michaela, who was dueling my father.
Of course, that didn’t mean Michaela was weak.
Who was she? She was the ‘Inquisitor’ in the arrogant Vatican, where she had defeated countless enemies and even fought alone against the Fire Giant for a while.
On top of that, she had the fancy title of 0th Division Leader of the Holy Vatican Empire Knights.
She was practically the Vatican’s secret weapon.
Maybe that’s what piqued my father’s curiosity.
Just then, Michaela, who had finished preparing, was seen walking from afar.
“Wow… So cool…!”
It was a sight that truly befitted the title of paladin. Jiyoon, who was sitting next to me, exclaimed in admiration at the sight of Michaela clad in full plate armor.
And.
“Oh. Are those Vatican relics? Our guest has prepared well.”
“Each one of them looks like a national treasure. I guess she’s someone the Vatican favors.”
Consigliere and Parnello, who saw Michaela’s full armament, also expressed their admiration and couldn’t help but admire her appearance, which was like a walking museum.
In contrast, my father was wearing his usual suit and leather gloves.
“I’ll be in your care. Don Carlione.”
“Hmm. I’ll be in your care.”
Crunch, crunch-!
Before I knew it, I had popcorn in my hand.