The sudden appearance of vehicles began to fluster the guys.
"…What are those?"
"Sir, aren't they coming here now?"
"Am I asking because I don't know?!"
In an instant, the vehicles entered the parking lot where we were and surrounded the guys.
As the men in black suits began to emerge from the cars that had stopped simultaneously, the guys' expressions started to stiffen.
"Damn… Do you really think you'll be safe like this?!"
Perhaps they realized they had fallen into a trap.
The guys aimed their guns at me and Han Seojun and shouted.
"Sir, what should we do? Shouldn't we run first?"
One of the employees, sensing the ominous atmosphere, asked the leader.
"How can we run when they're like this, you idiot! Hey, kid. Get rid of these people right now. If you want to live, get rid of them immediately!"
It seems they finally decided to take me and Han Seojun as hostages.
…How pathetic.
At that moment, Han Seojun grabbed the gun and pressed it to his temple.
"Wh-what?"
The guy, startled, reflexively raised his hands, and Han Seojun twisted his wrist, snatching the gun in an instant.
"Huh?"
The guy was still dazed by the sudden action.
Han Seojun aimed the gun at the guy.
"Get down on your knees."
"Damn…! Do you think we'll be fine if you catch me? Do you think our kids will just sit still if I die?!"
The guy shouted, and the others around us raised their weapons and glared at the security guards.
They looked ready to attack at any moment.
"Really?"
It seemed like they were trying to intimidate us, but… I shook my head and said to the security guards.
"Everyone, draw your weapons."
As if they had been waiting for my command, the security guards started opening their trunks and pulled out heavy weapons, aiming them at the guys.
Shotguns, submachine guns, assault rifles, and heavy machine guns.
Seeing everyone armed with heavy weapons, the detective agency employee slowly looked at me.
"Even so, do you think they'll just sit still? I think they will."
"…Please spare me."
Indeed, a gun is undoubtedly the greatest negotiation tool ever invented by humans.
* * *
"…What? Failure?"
At the Gangbul Detective Agency in Jongno.
"Does that make sense?! I gave you 50 million, 50 million! And now you're saying you can't carry out the request?"
"What can we do?! The rich kid was surrounded by security guards armed with heavy weapons. Were we supposed to be bullet sponges?!"
The detective agency boss and Kwon Soohyuk were now arguing.
"Your guns don't work on Awakened people! You just needed to break his arms and legs!"
The boss of the detective agency, his face turning red, shouted back at Kwon Soohyuk.
"Like hell they don't work! Those security guards were all Awakened! If anything, you're the one who should be blamed! You almost got all our employees killed with this request!"
The boss of the detective agency was also at his wit's end. When they investigated the target, the information on the guy was nothing special.
A rich kid who owned a significant share in one of the Hanmoon Group's subsidiaries, and an orphan whose parents on both sides had died.
But what were those unbelievable security guards, and where did they get those heavy weapons?
Even though guns had been legalized in Korea due to the dungeons, it was hard to understand how a non-military person could have so many heavy weapons.
"Then, since you failed the request, at least return the money!"
"Are you crazy? You only gave me 50 million credits for this request, and now you want it back?"
The boss of the detective agency, extremely angry, pushed Kwon Soohyuk's chest with his finger.
"Remember this. You're asking me to assault people who shouldn't be messed with. Got it?"
People who shouldn't be messed with. What kind of person is this guy to deserve such a warning?
"To be honest, I want to tear you apart right here. But do you know why I don't? Because your father is the guild leader of Hunters. Got it? Now get lost!"
Kwon Soohyuk, receiving a harsh look from the detective agency employees and a stern order to leave, returned home, unable to control his boiling anger.
What kind of person is this guy to make everyone act like this?
Even Iharu from the 'International Trade Club,' who usually wouldn't give me a second glance, had a private meeting with Han Yujin.
The 'Board Game Club' members, despite their silly name, were good and supported Han Yujin, and Iseul from the 'Recipe Development Club' cooked for them, having a recipe that could surprise the world.
"What the hell is this guy? What's going on?!"
Then a good idea came to Kwon Soohyuk's mind.
"If the detective agency won't work, I can ask other guys, right?"
Although he couldn't use his father's or the guild's name to hire a detective agency, Kwon Soohyuk thought he had no choice now, and his lips curled into a sinister smile.
"Right, if not a detective agency, I can hire professionals…"
Finding professionals wasn't difficult.
There was an organization that could be called specialists in this field.
'Kowalnose.'
A mafia group under Callione, known for making even crying babies stop.
If the 'Kowalnose Family,' which coexisted with his father's guild Hunters, would accept his request, it would be perfect.
With that thought, Kwon Soohyuk was about to head to the nearest Kowalnose Family office he knew.
"Huh?"
A call came from his father, who should have been busy with guild affairs at this time.
"Father, what is it───"
[You damn brat! Stop what you're doing right now!]
"…What?"
[I don't know what you're trying to do, but stop it immediately. Got it? I'm begging you…]
It was the first time Kwon Soohyuk had heard his father beg.
The continuous inexplicable situations were driving him mad.
* * *
"This should prevent any more trouble for the young master."
Back at the mansion, I instructed Han Seojun to leave a message for the guy's father, under Callione's name, telling him to take better care of his son.
Of course, it wasn't for my sake.
If it happened once, it might be a coincidence, but if it happened twice, it would be different. I was afraid that someone else, like Farnello or other organizations, would kill the guy.
This time, I was lucky to stop it before his father found out, but next time, who knows?
His father might find out first and take action.
"Does the young master remember that there are no special tasks scheduled for this Saturday and Sunday?"
Most of the requests I received over the past four days were insignificant.
That's because, as a senior member, most of the senior members were supposed to handle matters in their own domains, and my domain was the academy.
I couldn't just assign trivial tasks to senior members.
Thus, I had been forced into a break and hadn't had a proper rest for a long time.
"That's right."
"…We'll probably have more deaths."
Farnello's training was truly demonic.
His incredible skill of hitting as hard as possible without causing injury was still terrifying.
"By the way, young master. A celebration party for your promotion to senior member is also scheduled for next week."
"Promotion celebration party? …It seems Father is organizing it."
"Yes. It should have been held on the day you were promoted, but since Maestro's suit will be ready next week, it's scheduled for then."
"…Next week is going to be hectic. With the all-out battle and the party, how many events are there?"
"Also, Don has sent an invitation to the chairman of the Hanmoon Group, so he might come."
The maternal side of the family is coming too…?
It wasn't a bad thing, as I had something to discuss about the 'International Trade Club' incident.
Moreover, information about the chairman of the Hanmoon Group, my maternal grandfather, wasn't widely exposed in the game.
So, if I meet him this time, I might get some new information or entries in the <Character Guide>.
This is promising.
"Understood. I'll proceed with that in mind."
"Yes, young master."
* * *
I really disliked the sponge chef who lived under Bikini Island.
After all, how could Monday be anything but terrible?
It's murder to me.
"Is Han Yujin, the vice president of 'Familia,' correct in planning an all-out battle with Kwon Soohyuk, the vice president of the 'Ranger Club,' by mutual agreement?"
"…Yes, that's correct."
"Is Kwon Soohyuk, the vice president of the 'Ranger Club,' correct in planning an all-out battle with Han Yujin, the vice president of 'Familia,' by mutual agreement?"
"Yes."
"Then, in the name of the Seoul Hero Academy Student Council, I will approve the all-out battle between the two clubs.
During lunchtime at Seoul Hero Academy.
While others were eating or resting, the two of us were in the student council room, finishing preparations for the all-out battle.
The person approving our all-out battle was 'Seo Yeonsu,' the student council president and club supervisor of Seoul Hero Academy.
Jisuhyun had personally gone to her with three club certificates to reach an agreement.
"The all-out battle will begin at 3 PM today, as there are no sparring classes. Since the sparring room is limited, it will be held in the external field designed for large-scale battles. Any objections?"
Both of us shook our heads.
"I will proceed with the understanding that both vice presidents have no objections. Since all procedures are complete, you may leave."
We bowed and left, and Kwon Soohyuk, who had been silent, glared at me.
"You… What did you do to my father?"
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Don't pretend you don't know. Why did my father cry and beg me to stop when the people I sent were scared and ran away from you?!"
He was clearly holding a grudge over last week's incident.
It's really funny, it seems Han Seojun was right. This guy is really a fool.
I snorted at his bold attitude and said,
"Those morons were sent by you, right? Pathetic brat."
"What, what?!"
Realizing he had inadvertently confessed, the guy was flustered.
"Even if you were scared, you couldn't kneel and apologize, and you're even bold? I'm the one who's speechless. Did you think it was a good idea to call the detective agency and ask them to break my arms and legs?"
"…Shut up. I never asked them to do that."
"Just now you said you sent them, and now you say you didn't ask them to. Did you hit your head so hard that you lost your short-term memory?"
"…Shut up!"
As the guy, who had been hit with the truth, shouted and lunged at me, the door we had just exited slammed open.
"…Making a commotion in front of the student council room is prohibited."
Seo Yeonsu, who had heard the noise inside, glared at Kwon Soohyuk and then went back inside.
Caught off guard by her sudden intervention, the guy stood there with his hands raised, and I turned around, sighing.
"Indeed, Mondays are tiring."
Let's quickly deal with the annoying things first.