Make Our Family Great Again – Chapter 9

The newspaper company followed suit, and now the union leader and an academy professor have risen against us.

Perhaps my father’s death had put some bad ideas in their heads. They probably thought the Felini Family wasn’t intimidating without our father.

I decided to take care of the union leader first, after getting Elena’s permission.

What the union guys did to us was quite simple.

There’s a restaurant near the port called Smash and Fish. It seems like an ordinary establishment, but the owner is an official member of our Felini Family.

I’ve been there a few times, and most of the food they serve… it was all familiar, things I had seen back in my world. You know, the classic Italian dishes that come to mind when you think of the Mafia.

Most of the Mafia in this world are from different races.

There are exceptions like Riccardo Vanella, but they are rare.

These different races aren’t treated fairly in this country and city, so naturally, they had no choice but to live in the underworld.

I wonder if the Mafia in my previous world started that way as well? Of course, back then, I wasn’t really interested in history, so I don’t know the details.

Anyway, to get back on track.

The owner of Smash and Fish called someone to fix the restaurant’s sign. But of all people, the person he called was a carpenter who wasn’t part of the union.

When the union’s head found out, he was furious.

“What the hell is this?!”

“What do you mean?”

He immediately went to the restaurant and protested to the owner.

“You should’ve called a carpenter from our union!”

Saying that, he, along with the members he brought, ripped down the sign the carpenter had fixed and messed up everything he had done.

After this incident, the restaurant owner immediately informed me and Elena.

What’s truly funny is that the carpenter’s union in Hebili is controlled by our family. So, the dog we have on a leash just bit us.

“Luke, are you going alone?”

“No. I’m going with some guys to assist me.”

As I stepped out of the top floor, Elena told me to be careful.

“…”

“…”

This wasn’t the kind of situation we were used to. We could have reacted differently, but we parted ways like that.

Before leaving the Lupus Carlton Hotel, I confirmed the necessary information through Carso.

“Brother, I’ve confirmed it.”

“Name.”

“Wailiz Corner. He’s the president of the carpenter’s union in District 608.”

“…Isn’t that the guy we put in that position?”

My memory could be faulty, so I double-checked with Carso.

“Yes, that’s him.”

Carso confirmed their identities through the restaurant owner and found out his office through municipal workers.

“Right near the academy.”

For a brief moment, I thought about taking care of the professor at the academy as well. But I quickly dismissed that. Focusing on one guy would allow for a more thorough approach.

“Brother, do you plan to go alone?”

“No. Two wolves will be enough.”

One is the driver waiting in the car and another guy.

Thus, the car with two wolves and I left the port area heading towards our destination. As we drove, I could sense the chaotic sounds of the city through the car window.

Since my father met that end, gunfire hasn’t ceased in this city.

“It’s chaotic even near the academy,” I commented.

“The cops are focused on Sanchez,” one of the wolves noted.

I was okay with the police being distracted elsewhere. It meant I could engage in some reckless behavior without worrying about repercussions.

Before long, the car sped along the road, following the sky’s sunset.

“Slow down. We’re near.”

The wolf in the passenger seat told the one driving.

“Near here?”

The two wolves chatted about having arrived close to their destination. Meanwhile, I felt a comfortable sense of calm within the car.

“What’s the issue?”

“Ah, nothing. Brother. We’ve arrived near the office.”

The wolf in the passenger seat hastily explained, while the driver kept quiet. Must be right, then.

The car stopped beside the union office.

I checked the current time. I didn’t know when Corner would leave, but it wasn’t time for him to go yet.

“…”

Just as I told Elena, I decided to deal with Corner by myself.

The wolves’ roles were simply to be ready to move the car the moment I returned and to support me if any emergency came up.

Those were the two tasks.

We waited patiently.

Many people entered and exited the union office. However, Corner was nowhere in sight.

“Brother, what if he’s not in the office?”

“Just wait a bit. If he’s not here, we can go to his home.”

I wanted to avoid shooting in front of his wife and kids. I had a few unforgettable experiences of that sort before.

Now, living as the son of a legendary Mafia figure, I was originally just an ordinary human.

“…Brother.”

“It’s five minutes to six.”

The two wolves’ mouths picked up speed. Corner must have just left the office.

I directly opened the car door and approached him. Even as I got close, Corner didn’t recognize me. Just as he reached for the car door—

“…”

A gun was pressed to the back of Corner’s head.

He quickly turned his head, but the gun remained fixed in place.

In an instant, Corner’s face turned pale. The coloring was strikingly reminiscent of a corpse.

“Mr. Felini.”

“You’re nervous.”

The guy who usually called me Luke or Little Wolf seemed to have forgotten all he had done up until now. Did he really not see this coming? Surely not.

How many people his union had led to their doom alongside our family.

The answer was pretty clear.

This guy had turned a blind eye to the fact that his immense power came not from the unity and struggle of his union members, but from the barrel of our gun. Whether he had the discernment to face that truth originally is another question.

“Mr. Felini. Wait! Please! I’ll turn this all around.”

“…How?”

“I’ll take full responsibility! So… so, just spare my family!”

“No, that won’t be necessary. I won’t touch your family anyway.”

“…”

Corner seemed a little relieved at my words.

Bang—

I was there for Corner and only Corner.

And now there was only his corpse left before me. I took a moment to look at the result of pulling the trigger, etching it into my eyes.

Brain matter and blood began seeping out, staining the dull gray and black pavement red.

That’s what happens when a bullet burrows into a person’s head.

And the blood splattered on my face and lips wasn’t insignificant. It was only logical when shooting at such a close range.

“…”

I hurriedly made my exit. I had plenty of time to reflect inside the car.

But no sooner had I heard the gunshot than union members from inside the office came rushing out.

“Corner!”

While they were fixated on his cold body, not everyone was distracted.

“Step on it!”

I jumped into the car while yelling. Just as the car began moving, the bullets finally started flying our way.

The sounds of glass shattering on the side and back windows followed. I felt something hot strike my face.

“Brother! Duck!”

The wolf in the passenger seat called out urgently, but neither the union members nor we could hit anyone. In such a state, the car sped away, back to where we had started.

*

An hour later.

I returned to the top floor of the Lupus Carlton Hotel, and Elena looked at me with exaggerated concern.

“…What happened? Why does your ear look like that?”

“It’s nothing.”

A bullet had merely grazed my long ear, causing some bleeding. There wasn’t much I could do in the car at the moment.

“….”

Elena quickly called a hotel staff member to bring a first-aid kit.

“Just sit tight.”

I was planning to report on what happened, but she seemed intent on handling my injuries right then.

After hastily grabbing the bandages and antiseptic from the first-aid kit, Elena skillfully disinfected my wound before wrapping my ear up properly.

“Elena.”

“What? Did you get hurt somewhere else?”

“No, it’s not that. I dealt with Wailiz Corner.”

“….”

Only then did Elena seem to realize she had completely overlooked that part.

“Well, I guess so. It must have been easy for you.”

As she placed the first-aid kit on a nearby table, I turned on the radio on another table.

I flipped through the channels until I heard a report about what I had just done.

“This afternoon, an official of the Hebili carpenter’s union was shot dead in the lobby of the union office.”

“Quick response,” Elena remarked, moving closer to me.

“The victim was 52-year-old Wailiz Corner.”

As she pulled out a cigarette, she lit it up with her lighter.

Sizzle—

The tip of her cigarette turned red, and smoke began to rise as the cigarette burned itself. I had planned to light one up myself.

“….”

Elena bent down slightly, lighting my cigarette with hers as though it were nothing.

“I’ve seen that somewhere.”

Back in my previous world, I had seen many scenes like that in movies or various media, but it was my first time experiencing it myself.

“He was the president of the allied worker union in District 608.”

The radio continued its report. Corner had exited the office just before six.

And he had been shot in the head and died instantly, with eyewitnesses at the scene claiming they had seen the assailant. However, there was no mention of the eyewitnesses’ testimonies or the assailant’s appearance.

“Guess they’re not completely clueless after all.”

“Yeah, I’d suppose so.”

The union members aren’t fools. They know there have been recent events and recognize who’s responsible for this mess.

Wailiz Corner was destined to be replaced by someone faithful to us. They wouldn’t act coldly right after witnessing Corner’s death, but once their heads cleared, they’d come to understand.

Running their mouths recklessly wouldn’t benefit anyone.

“Now, all that’s left is the Academy.”

“That can wait a bit. First, we need to sort things out with the Marinelli family.”

My arranged marriage with Felicita Marinelli.

The resulting changes would include wiping out all the small factions in the area between our Felini Family and the Marinelli Family.

Elena said the plan was to retake the Academy and deal with the defiant professor afterwards.

“By the way, what should we do about the drugs?”

“Spread them in the Academy and pass some to the Marinellis. That should cover it.”

“No, that won’t be enough. That’s far from sufficient.”

The amount of drugs involved in the exchange with another organization across the sea was considerable. Originally meant for a different region rather than Hebili.

Given the current state of this city, that was a little tough. I hadn’t received any payment yet, so there wasn’t any problem there.

“And I bet the other five families are worrying over that issue as well.”

“What issue?”

During my father’s time, I distributed the drugs I smuggled into the ports to our Caporegime.

They took the drugs I handed them and sold them within their territories or to others.

The five families, which were under our Caporegime, were doing the same. There’s a reason the city outsiders were targeting the port.

“Those Marinellis aren’t pleased either. Should we sell to them?”

“Elena, we can’t just fight them all at once. We need to handle them one by one.”

That’s how my father conducted his affairs.

Fortunately, the fact that I was known as the bastard who either killed my father or assisted in his demise was proving useful at times like these.

When I mentioned that, Elena looked at me with pity.

“….”

I planned to use every advantage I could find. Elena thought similarly, but I could tell she wasn’t entirely comfortable with this approach. She also didn’t forget to make a reasonable point.

“They won’t easily trust you. They’ll find it strange that you made me the boss.”

“What do you think we should do?”

Elena suggested that since it was getting late, we should hold a meeting tomorrow to decide on it.

Well, it was indeed an important matter that couldn’t be resolved just between me and Elena.

“Have you eaten dinner yet?”

There was no way I could have eaten after killing Corner.

However, before Elena and I could change locations, suddenly the phone rang loudly. I picked it up since I was closer than Elena.

“Brother, Felicita has arrived.”

“…What?”

It was Carso’s voice announcing Felicita’s arrival. Elena’s expression grew stormy upon hearing it.

I decided to have her brought up to the top floor where we were.

The notification sound of the arrival of the elevator followed by a light knock indicated I opened the door. There stood a woman.

With long blonde hair, bright eyes, and an elegant demeanor.

It was Felicita Marinelli, dressed in a sophisticated outfit that highlighted her delicate accessories.

“I hope I’m not interrupting something good?”

Felicita came close, tickling the underside of my chin with the tip of her tail.

“…What brings you here?”

Elena asked patiently, but judging by her expression, she already considered Felicita an unwelcome guest.

“I wanted to see Luke quickly.”

“….”

“Felicita, we were just about to have dinner. Would you like to join us?”

Before Elena’s expression could darken further, I tried to change the subject. But even I thought it wasn’t a particularly good topic shift.