I Became a Mafia in the Academy - Chapter 241

Chapter 241

It wasn’t too hard to get him back on track.

As soon as I took out the real gift, the little guy banged his head, screaming, “The lowly Jin-woo Bevalt doubted the boss’s intentions!

The item I gave him was one of Maestro Ludwig’s shoes, which he said was one of his failures, which he sometimes sold in the market when he was in danger.

Even if it was a failure, the shoes were labeled “Ludwig” and not anyone else.

Jin-woo’s eyes rolled as he saw the stylish design and the quality of the shoes, which is hard to find in most specialty stores and workshops.

“Hehe heheheheMaestro Ludwig shoes hehehehe.”

I didn’t think he’d like them so much, even though they’re just solid shoes with stun and acceleration effects.

Well, considering the quality of the maker and the shoe, it was a valuable item for Jin-woo.

“That’s the end of the gift-giving. So what the hell was the meeting about?”

I decided to cut to the chase and give away all the gifts.

Jin-woo wasn’t the only one who said we should actually meet in the chat room.

“Oh. That’s right, how about you, Jin-woo, since you’re the one with the idea, why don’t you say it yourself?”

“Hehe heheeh? Me?”

At Young-jae’s words, Jin-woo pulled off the shoe he was rubbing against his cheek and regained his composure.

Seeing that, Young-jae sighs and says.

“You’re the one who decided to explain the plan to the president in today’s meeting.”

“Oh, that’s right. I made a PPT anyway. We can look at it together.”

He puts his shoes on his seat like he’s handling a baby and jumps to his feet, walks over to the laptop in the club room, and plugs in the USB.

He had a PPT ready, what kind of a proposal was he going to make?

He got my hopes up, too.

A few moments later, he clicked on the PPT on the USB, titled “Top Secret Plan X-File.

“Attention, everyone!”

The true identity of the PPT he had created was finally revealed. Upttodated from n(0)/v𝒆lbIn/.(co/m

“Now, today’s meeting topic will be Club Sea Trip’!”

An ocean filled the background of the PPT.

Okay, so far so good.

After all, the topic was “Club Sea Trip” in the first place.

But then

“Jin-woo.”

“Huh?”

“What’s with that shitty character?”

Circled blue hair, two fierce eyes, and a seashell on his chest.

“Boss, don’t you know Vanu Vanu?”

“What the hell is Vanu Vanu?”

“Ha, really. A wannabe character from my childhood.hmm. I just thought it was cute, so you can ignore it.”

Yeah, he just put it in because it’s cute.

I’m a tolerant boss, there are a lot of different tastes in the world, and that should be respected.

SoI could understand that.

Yeah, you can put in your favorite characters.

“Now, this is why our club must go to the sea!”

“Hey.”

“Summer means the sea eh? Why?”

“What are those things?”

“What? Are they Vanu Vanu?”

“No, I just heard the name Vanu Vanu, so I know it’s a thing.”

“Why the hell is there a picture of Vanu Vanu playing beach volleyball in the background?

“That Vanu Vanu. Did you have to put him in there?”

“I thought it would be boring if there was nothing but the ocean in the background, so I put it in

And so it began again, and here’s why you should go to the ocean.

Because it’s summer.Because summer means the ocean.Because it’s better to be near the ocean to experience undersea dungeons!

They just said they wanted to go to the ocean.

The only thing they could think of was the undersea dungeon experience.

There was definitely an undersea dungeon field from the second semester.

I think most of the kids here have never experienced an undersea dungeon, and I haven’t either, so it’s not a bad idea to go to the ocean for the experience.

If there was a problem

“Okay, here are the sea candidates~ I’ve divided them into the East Sea, West Sea, and South Sea, starting with the East Sea.”

Why on earth Vanu Vanu?

“Oh my god, leave out that stupid Vanu Vanu!”

Se-ah yells, jumping up from her seat before I can say anything.

Jin-woo, surprised by this, takes a step back.

“Eh, eh?”

“There’s a potato-digging Vanu Vanu in the East Sea, a tidepool-digging Vanu Vanu in the West Sea, and a wheat noodle-eating Vanu Vanu in the South Sea. Where the hell are you getting these pictures of Vanu Vanu from?!!”

Jin-woo stumbled backwards, scared to death by the sight of Se-ah screaming as she gradually approached him.

“Uh sorry about that.”

“Ha just tell me this, how many Vanu Vanu are in this PPT?”

“From beginning to end?”

“Aaah, really!”

Saying that, Se-ah suddenly hijacks the laptop and starts hitting the spacebar.

At the same time, the PPT screens that we should have seen earlier flashed by.

Dancing Vanu Vanu, a singing Vanu Vanu, Vanu Vanu playing with firecrackers, a smiling Vanu-Vanu with a rainbow background and basic facial expression stickers you might find on your phone and then there’s the mysterious baton.

At that moment, Young-jae stood up from his seat and suddenly started clapping.

Jin-woo’s face gradually comes alive at the sight of him.

“Look, look, look, look! Even glasses is impressed by my design-”

“Se-ah, you really saved us. If it wasn’t for you, I would have smashed the laptop first.”

“Huh?”

He’s flustered by the reaction he wasn’t expecting.

“No, really, I’m that bad at making PPTs?”

“Mr. Jin-woo, your PPT is a plague, a black plague, it shouldn’t exist in the world! Do you understand?”

With that, Se-ah turned off the PPT, put it in the trash, and clicked Empty Trash’.

As if relieved, Se-ah smiles and opens her mouth with a relaxed smile.

“So, shall we go to the Sea of Japan? I heard that the sea is clear and there are many dungeons there that you can experience in moderation.”

Young-jae nodded at Se-ah’s suggestion.

“I agree.”

I nodded and voted in favor, since I couldn’t think of anything to disagree with.

“I’m in favor.”

Choi Yeon agrees.

All that’s left is Jin-woo.

“What are you going to do?”

“Huh? Huh. Should we go?”

“Okay. Unanimous, then, we’re going to the East Sea. Tsk, tsk. Anything else?”

“We need to find a place to stay and a schedule”

Luckily, I had an idea for the East Sea.

“I’ll take care of the lodging..”

“That’s great, you didn’t just make a PPT with a collection of accommodations by the beach and put Vanu Vanu in it, did you?”

Jin-woo paused at Se-ah’s sharp question, but finally realized that he had gotten the memo, shook his head in disbelief, and meekly returned to his seat.

“Okay, so that settles it then. We’re going to the East Sea beach. Eugene will be staying with us. So how do you want to get there, should we all take a bus or train?”

I raised my hand because the idea of a train or bus was unacceptable to me.

“Okay, Mr. Eugene. Any suggestions?”

“Helicopter.”

“What?”

“Let’s take a helicopter.”

“Chopper?”

We’ll go there in a helicopter.

Why would you want to spend hours on wheels?

I thought I’d suggested the best and most realistic option, but the faces of all but the youngest of the kids hardened.

“Boss.”

Jin-woo spoke to me first.

“The boss is God.”

He suddenly said,

“You’re going to leave Vanu Vanu out of the PPT from now on.”

“Yes.”

“And don’t add weird gradations. If you make another one of those, I’ll have to confiscate it.”

“Yeah.”

If it weren’t for Se-ah, I thought it would be Jin-woo’s head that would break today, not his laptop.

Seriously, Se-ah is Jin-woo’s life saver.

* * *

I’m going to the ocean in a few days.

I’ve been researching coastal dungeons on the east coast to prepare in advance.

-Master. This is Alessia. Don and Consigliere have returned.”

Alessia informed me of the arrival of my father and godfather.

“Thank you. I’ll go pay them a visit right away.”

Alessia replied and disappeared behind the door.

Before heading out to meet his father and godfather, Eugene grooms himself and makes his way to his father’s study, packing his report on the events in Italy and his plans for going to sea.

“Father, it’s Eugene.”

-Come in.

I open the door at the sound of my father’s voice from inside and see both my godfather, his butt hanging over the desk, and my father, sitting in his chair, looking at me at the same time.

“Hello, Father, Godfather.”

They both smile broadly as I bow my head in greeting.

“Yes, how did you do in Italy?”

“Huh, Don. Look at that. I sent him to Italy for a while and he came back stronger than ever.”

Godfather chuckles, as if he can tell that just by looking at me.

I grew up quickly at this age. Its natural, its natural.

“I can’t believe I’m seeing it in real time.”

Still, the common thread in their expressions was that they were both looking at me with great amusement.

“This is a report on what happened in Italy.”

“Yes, I’ve heard from you occasionally, but it sounds like you’ve been through a lot.”

“I don’t think it’s enough compared to what father is doing for the family.”

I replied with a smile.

“Ahhhhhhhhh, Don. Have you seen this, Eugene has been awarded two medals from the Vatican, well, two medals from the Vatican, so I guess we’ll have to call him Sir Eugene from now on! Hahahaha!”

My godfather, meanwhile, skimmed the report first and let out an exclamation of admiration.

My father just smiles wryly, as if he already knew.

“But, Eugene, whats that next to it?”

He looks at the summer vacation plan I’m holding in my hand, and then questions.

“Oh, I thought you might be traveling again. I brought you some plans.”

“Again? How far are you going to go this time?”

Dad looks worried at the mention of traveling.

“Not far, I’m going to the East Sea with my club friends. We’ll be staying at a villa in the East Sea.”

With that, I drop the plan into my father’s already outstretched hand.

He takes it and starts to read it carefully.

“Hmma marine dungeon. I’m sure Eugene has never been to one before, and it’s always good to experience a marine dungeon. However, it’s also your first time, and I’m worried about you, and I’d like to do something for you ah, Dominic.”

“Yes. Don.”

“Have you been in contact with Hoen yet?”

“Uh haven’t been in touch lately.”

“Why don’t you ask him for a map to help with Eugene’s ocean exploration?”

Consigliere strokes his chin, considering father’s question.

“Surely, that would be fine, for when it comes to water, it’s hard to find a better leader than him.”

He nods, satisfied with his answer.

“Contact Hoen and tell him to repay his past debts.”

“I will, Don.”

Something is going on in my father’s study.

But.

Who the hell is Hoen?