To be honest, it was entirely thanks to Farnello that I could pull off such a crazy stunt.
The opponent was a branch manager of an organization.
Even though I had received a few days of successor training and was brimming with talent, it was a situation where I couldn't guarantee victory in a one-on-one match.
However, in this case, it was incredibly simple.
After all, standing next to me was none other than the second-in-command of Carione, the 'Hunter of Carione.'
Moreover, how hard it was to hold back laughter while emitting a killing aura from behind me.
The killing aura was so intense that even I, who possess the [Hitman] trait, found it unbearable; it must have been overwhelmingly threatening to them.
"It's over, young master."
When I was outside the room, enjoying the breeze, Farnello walked out, wiping his hands with a handkerchief.
"You've worked hard. What about the Triad members who came with them?"
"Yes, they have all been taken care of as well."
As expected of Carione.
In that short time, everything had already been settled.
"From the way he acted and his attitude, it's highly likely that the Triad sent him as a discard. If the Triad boss had any sense, he wouldn't have sent such a person here."
"I agree. They were far too low-level to be sent to Carione."
In other words, even if we dealt with them here, the Triad side wouldn't take any further action.
The guys they sent this time were merely a kind of offering to quell Carione's anger.
However, there was one thing they overlooked.
"Such an attitude only fuels our anger."
If the Triad boss had come to Korea himself, prepared to show respect, apologize, and offer proper compensation to my father, they might have at least saved their lives.
Carione doesn't forgive a dog that bares its teeth, but if it submits to its master, it wouldn't take its life.
"Excellent. That's Carione for you."
"By the way, has Father contacted you separately?"
Father said he would watch the entire process from his study.
If that's the case, he must have left a message for Farnello by now.
Farnello nodded, as if confirming my guess, and smiled contentedly.
"Yes, to put it mildly, he said you passed with flying colors."
Passed with flying colors...
It seems Father gave me a lot of praise to Farnello.
"Also, he said you can expect a reward for this matter and look forward to the upcoming meeting of the executives."
"To this extent, it almost feels like he's giving me a job just to shower me with rewards..."
"That's how much he loves you, young master. I think it's best to accept it gracefully."
Of course, this is also a show of humility.
"If Farnello says so..."
Muttering those words, I turned around and saw the sun beginning to rise over the hill.
"...It's already morning."
"Indeed."
"I'll come to you for a detailed report. Young master, you should get some rest since you need to go to the academy soon. I think the matter of rewards will be settled before you arrive."
From his words, I could tell that Farnello wanted to have a conversation with Father in my absence.
Farnello, who usually asks me if I want to see Father first, firmly decided to report himself this time.
If there's something to talk about in my absence, it's naturally about me.
"Thank you for your consideration, Farnello."
Hearing my words, Farnello left with a bittersweet smile. Only after he was out of sight did I head to my room.
Usually, it would still be time to sleep, but thanks to the fatigue recovery agent Father gave me, I wasn't feeling sleepy.
While planning the upcoming club activities until the sun fully rose, I realized it was already dawn.
* * *
"Young master, it's Farnello."
"Hmm?"
Checking my wristwatch at the sound of the voice from outside, I realized it was already time to go to school.
Already this late?
"Come in."
Hearing my words, Farnello entered the room and bowed to me as I stretched and turned the chair.
"You haven't slept, have you?"
"The fatigue recovery agent Father gave me was too effective."
"Hahaha, that's good. I came to inform you about the compensation for the incident this morning."
Saying that, Farnello began explaining the things Father would provide me.
"First, a foreign bank account will be assigned to you as a result of this incident."
"Foreign bank account?"
"Yes, we confirmed that it contains about 1.3 billion credits. You'll also receive the account password, so you can use it freely.
1.3 billion credits...
It was an enormous amount, but considering the effort I put in, it seemed fitting.
"Second, you will be provided with a personal suit."
"I have plenty of suits already."
"Plenty of ordinary suits, perhaps, but this one will be different."
Saying that, Farnello smiled.
The content that followed was enough to surprise me.
"I've placed a personal order for a custom suit with Maestro."
"...What? Maestro? The Maestro I know?"
"Yes, the Maestro you know. You'll visit Maestro's workshop with Secretary Han Seojun this evening."
"Wow, really beyond expectations."
A suit from Maestro...
That's a different story.
Maestro.
A title given only to master craftsmen who can create 'treasures' with their personal skills.
In other words, a title given to the best in their field. Now, I was to have my suit made by such a master.
"Hehe. The suits Don wears are mostly made by Maestro. It will surely be of great help to you, young master."
Listening to this, I began to understand why Father and Farnello were going to such lengths.
If I become an executive of the Carione family, I will be involved in most of the family's activities.
In such a situation, everything from my tone of voice, movements, to the clothes I wear will be related to Father's honor.
"...If you say so."
Perhaps, Farnello doesn't know.
That I'm putting a lot of effort into my smile.
* * *
"Yujin, did something good happen today?"
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"You always have a blank expression, but today, you seem a bit more human. I thought something good must have happened."
A feeling...
"Something good did happen."
"Ah! Really? Can I ask what it is?"
I can't openly say I'm getting clothes from Maestro, so I'll tell her something else.
"A large investment is expected to come into our club soon."
"Really?! An investment? For a club that hasn't even decided on a room, who would invest in it?"
Who else but...
"From helping my parents with some work, I received a bit of pocket money. I was planning to use it to decorate the club room."
"Ah, pocket money~ So, how much did you get to call it a large investment?"
"The amount..."
Checking the account in the car, it seemed to be one of the funds recovered from them, which hadn't been laundered yet.
Apparently, Father and Farnello were curious about how I would handle the money in such a situation. Handing the account over to Father or Farnello would have solved the issue, but I wanted to show my ability in this aspect as well.
Thinking about what to do with the account, I remembered Iharu's existence.
As the daughter of the Inomiya Group and the president of the 'International Trade Club,' Iharu could help solve this problem.
"About 1 billion."
Hearing about 1 billion credits, Kim Seo-a jumped up from her seat in shock.
"Are you kidding? What did you do to get 1 billion as pocket money? Is Yujin's father the CEO of some company?"
A mafia boss is a CEO, right?
"...Something like that."
Seo-a, who heard my answer, couldn't say another word and just gaped.
"Good morning, boss~"
In the middle of this, Jin-woo entered the classroom, and Seo-a turned her head sharply and ran to him.
"Good morning or not, that's not the important thing!"
"What, what? Why are you suddenly like this?"
Jin-woo, taken aback by her sudden behavior, was flustered. Seo-a grabbed his shoulders and started shaking him.
"King General Club's most respected president, Yujin, is planning to invest 1 billion credits in the club, and you're just saying good morning! It's an amazing morning!"
"Huh? What... 1 billion?!"
"1 billion!"
"1 billion?!"
"1 billion!"
"Really, it's a crazy morning!"
The ability to make such a racket as soon as school starts.
I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity.
"Boss! Is this real? Are we really getting 1 billion?"
Leaving Seo-a behind, Jin-woo ran to me and asked immediately.
"...I said it's planned, not confirmed."
"But you're saying it's real! 1 billion! Yujin's arrival is a blessing! Yujin's arrival is a blessing! The boss is a god! The boss is a god!"
While I was involuntarily holding my forehead at his wild shouting, similar to Seo-a's earlier, Iharu entered.