"I never thought you would write something like this on the internet..."
I angrily sent messages to Jinwoo, who was eating his meal with his fingers. But the number of messages never decreased.
It was only after I called Jinwoo in the group chat that he hurriedly deleted the post.
"Since I entered the academy, there hasn't been a single quiet day."
After confirming the situation was under control, I wiped my face and looked at Haru in front of me.
She was mechanically chewing her food, moving only her jaw and cheeks.
Perhaps she noticed my gaze. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she wiped her lips with a handkerchief and spoke.
"I thought I was fine, but I'm disappointed."
"You mean the post you just deleted?"
"Yes. With only one day left until the club's establishment and one day until the room allocation, I thought that if they weren't complete idiots, they would know that you're not ordinary and wouldn't dare to crawl up to you."
She paused for a moment, then continued.
"Is there something funny?"
"No, it's just that your name is Haru, and you keep talking about 'day by day'..."
"Ah, that reminds me of the old days. Back then, you also brought the same song 'Day by Day' and kept singing it to me—"
"I'll apologize, but I'd rather not talk about the past anymore..."
"Ah, that's a shame. I had a lot more to say. So, is your visit today only about the laundry?"
Haru glanced at her wristwatch and asked.
It was because lunchtime was almost over.
"Ah, besides that, I also need some items, so I wanted to make a request. I have some things to place in the club room."
I said this and handed Haru the list I had prepared in advance.
Haru, with her expressionless face, scanned the list.
"Are there any items that are hard to obtain?"
"No, they are all obtainable, but... are you really planning to put these items in the club room? They are quite large."
It seemed she was doubtful whether I could really use the items I had listed.
"Those are fine, just get them as they are. Oh, the cost can be deducted from the account I entrusted to you."
"It might be quite expensive, though?"
"Cost? Is that important?"
"Ah, I spoke out of turn."
To me now, financial matters were not something to consider.
After all, rapid growth requires spending, doesn't it?
"It's reassuring that our allied club is a wealthy one. But, do you really plan to follow the requests posted on the bulletin board? From what I see, the equipment you ordered is the kind that only large guilds would use."
Perhaps because she was thinking of working together in the future, Haru asked about my future plans. I explained it simply.
"I plan to do a variety of activities, not just those. Accepting the money from the bulletin board... that's not what we're here for. We're not errand boys."
That's why I named the club [Famiglia].
In Korean, it means family or clan.
While thinking of the Calliope Family, I also wanted to create a club that felt like a family. I thought it would be good to submit it with an explanation that our activities would focus on camaraderie, and the name sounded very sophisticated.
After all, a mafia game club or a security club would be too childish and even tacky.
At that moment, a new message appeared in my smart lens.
[Kim Young-je: The club room has just been assigned. Instructor Ji Soo-hyun left a document. Do you want to go together?]
It seemed the room was assigned faster than expected. I replied asking where the room was, and shortly after, [Z Room.] arrived as a brief reply.
"I have to go now. I just received a message that our club room is Z Room. I think the luggage will also be sent to Z Room."
As I said this and stood up, I suddenly remembered something I hadn't said and looked at Haru, who had also stood up.
"By the way, the food was really delicious. I want to eat it again next time."
Hearing this, Haru slightly lifted the corners of her mouth.
"Thank you. I'll contact you as soon as the items are ready, so you don't need to worry. By the way, I have a few items in the external warehouse, so I'll deliver them to you in sequence."
"Thanks."
With that, I left the 'International Trade Club' and returned to the classroom. There, I saw Jinwoo looking gloomy, and the other students looking at him with disdain.
"Why is Jinwoo like that?"
As I sat down and asked Seo-a, who was sitting in front of me, she snorted and said.
"Ah, Jinwoo? While deleting the post as you said, he also deleted the phone number of a woman who commented. How pathetic, really..."
...It was really pointless.
"By the way, this is the document I mentioned!"
Seo-a handed me a piece of paper she had in front of her.
It read [Club Room Entry Confirmation] and had the address of the room we would be moving into.
"Basement 1, Z Room. Perfect."
I put the document in my cube and immediately looked at the students.
"Everyone knows that afternoon classes at the academy, except for sparring, can be replaced with club activities, right?"
"Of course."
"Obviously."
"Huh? Really?"
...One of them didn't know.
I sighed and told Jinwoo.
"Yes, so since there's no sparring today, you can skip the afternoon classes for club activities."
"...Wow. I can skip basic English? Mama mia."
Just skipping a few classes, and he's this excited...
We left the classroom and headed straight to the club building's corridor where Z Room was located.
It was just after lunch, so many students were heading to their respective clubs.
Among them, we, 'Famiglia,' were almost like outliers.
"What, those guys. They're first-year students, right? Why are first-year students at the club building?"
"Hey, hey. They're the ones from yesterday. The ones who took over the 'Fund Investment Club.' They must have formed a club, that's why they're here."
"What? They haven't even been here for a week, right?"
"They must be special. Wow, what must it feel like to be a club president within a week of entering the academy?"
We started hearing comments about us from the surroundings.
In a way, it was a natural situation. Our club was practically an irregularity in the academy.
"Jinwoo, lower your shoulders and walk. You haven't done anything yet."
"I haven't done anything? I posted the announcement! You haven't done anything either!"
"I haven't done anything? I've been watching you to prevent you from causing trouble, that's one person's work!"
"Who's causing trouble?"
"You are! You are!"
The two started arguing again.
Young-je, noticing this, intervened between them, calming the situation.
Indeed, it might be better to leave the vice-president role to Young-je...
"We've arrived."
Thanks to the noisy two, we quickly walked and arrived in no time.
A large iron door, larger than any other club room I had seen, designed to open on both sides.
"Boss, is this really the club room? It looks like a boiler room."
Jinwoo, worried and intimidated by the unique appearance, asked.
"Yes, this is Z Room. The farthest corner of the lowest floor of the academy club building. And... the largest club room."
Holding the handles and opening the door like wings, a cool breeze blew in.
At the same time, a vast, empty space unfolded before our eyes.
"Wow... it's really spacious, just like the president said."
Young-je, the first to enter the room, turned on the lights. The sound of the lights, which sounded like they belonged in a warehouse, filled the room, illuminating it brightly.
A space that resembled an empty warehouse, with only concrete pillars visible.
At least, it seemed the room had been cleaned before the items were removed.
"Wow, it's really empty. There's only one table in the middle?"
Jinwoo, looking around, pointed to the center of the room.
As he said, there was a single table that didn't fit the surroundings.
Approaching the table slowly, I noticed a note on it.
[I had the others clean it thoroughly. I heard it's better to have a desk when moving into a new office, so I left one. -Ji Soo-hyun]
"An instructor left this. At least it's clean, which is a relief."
"Boss, I have a question."
Jinwoo, sitting on the desk opposite me, asked.
"Boss, you didn't just ask for this room, did you? There must be something special about it, right?"
Perhaps because he had been with me the longest, he grinned and asked.
Indeed, he has a good sense.
"Yes, there is. Something good."
"Ha ha ha ha! I knew it! So, what is it?"
Excited, I pointed behind me.
"That."
"That?"
I pointed to the back of Z Room. There, a large iron door, completely out of place in the room, stood.
"Huh? Is that... an elevator?"
A cargo elevator, built for convenience during the construction of the basement, existed only in Z Room.
"Yes, an elevator. One of the reasons I wanted this room."
A larger space and an elevator capable of carrying heavy loads.