Wake Up As Mafia Boss

Hermes needed more updates thus he decided to check first the Don's office. It was his character's favorite place. He wasn't going to stay there to slack off but to search and gather enough information about the fantasy world. As he thought about it, he was excited about the place because he would certainly feel the presence of being inside the place, Don's office, and see the good resemblance of the inside like the real mafia setting.

Justin appeared on his side, causing him to jolt.

"Good morning, my Don." Justin lowered his head, putting his hand on his left c.h.e.s.t. His aura looked like a dried fish lost its way from its path.

"That was a pretty cool ability," Hermes was startled. "Justin. I... I didn't sense your presence at all. I was planning to -"

Justin opened the door while maintaining his normal behavior, unintentionally interrupted his praise.

"Boss, you may enter your office," his butler said with no soul glowing in his eyes; his eyelids were showing sadness and agony.

To Hermes, he looked like someone that had lost his purpose.

"Uh, umm, uh, that's nice. Thank you, Justin." Hermes stepped inside while avoiding eye contact.

"You're welcome, boss."

Justin closed the door after he entered.

The room was still the same as the popular settings in the mafia organization in his memories. One in the middle with a rectangular table, four foamed chairs for the higher echelons and visitors. Bookshelves, full of book, located at the left corner beside the huge Gothic painting. His excitement was glistering towards to his butler.

Hermes praised how well-organized and well-developed of the whole room. Before he approached his chair from his side, Justin appeared in a glance slowly pulling it out and motioned him to sit. His butler waited for him to sit down before he stepped away from him.

Several hours later, Hermes had already read the four books, related to geography, history, magic and confidential data of his criminal organization, he gathered from his bookshelves earlier.

According to the information he sumed up earlier, the year was 1811, only five years before the original timeline of all main character's quests. His family and other relatives had already been sleeping in their grave. His fortune gradually increased as he took over all of their assets and equities by himself. He heaved out a sigh and proceeded to fold for the next page. He came across some surprising information. Some contents had various unveiling events that shouldn't happen in the first place. Before he read the last part of the paragraph regarding the fall of the dungeon to the hands of his rival family, his butler excused himself to speak.

Hermes glared him with displeased. It made him surprised slightly but he kept his facade as respect of his position as the head of the family. He closed the book and turned his sight to his servant.

"Boss, pardon for my manner. I've somethin' to ask you," the butler lowered his head while politely waited for his permission.

"Proceed. What is it, Justin?" said Hermes, and clasped his arms on the books.

"Boss, you told me earlier, you want to disband the entire organization of Archnemesis family to live a normal life. Are you sure? The family business which feared within the island of Scily." Justin looked earnestly about his question, making Hermes gulped his saliva.

He made a lot of excuse and explained everything from him, but surely, he couldn't tell him the main reason; his objective was to prevent his death before the Second Holy Mafia War. He could perform his role as a sole survivor of the family and the only active blood related who lead the organization for a while, but he knew all along that time was priceless. Everything was changing according to your choices. His idea popped to his mindset, but first, he needed to step by step setup the correct procedure to complete his main objective.

"Yes, exactly. I am also planning to end the family crime business... for good." Hermes replied. "Only the illegal activities. Not all of it, got it?"

Justin started to shed tears. He covered his mouth with disappointment.

"Tt-then, what is your plan, boss? Do you mind telling it to me?"

"Assignment? You don't even attend school in any place, though. And, even you certainly doing something good for business, you're always slacking off. I was always relying on my own while doing illegal activities by myself. Y' don't even like to do some work though." Justin replied, looked confused at his words.

Hermes, annoyed, turned his cheeks red when hearing those words.

"Just do it, already!"

"*cough* Yes, my Don," Justin closed his eyes and started to cast his spell [Agenda].

Unbeknownst to Justin, Hermes was planning to wipe out his bad records in his territory, and he also needed to ensure there the people don't hold grudges in their hearts. But he hadn't thought of any ideas to create an opening for that. If ever it heard the rumors about his change maybe the other bosses would leave him alone and not declare war instead. The bosses only attacked and declared war if they learn the 'Boss' in other territories were wealthier and more evil than them. Cruelness and injustice behavior attracted the other bosses to fight them. He will be challenged by several factions to know who the most brutal and powerful among them.

Hermes didn't like the idea of mafia war with his rival in the Eastern side of Scily hence he opted to prevent it also. He was a pacifist and sociopath in his original world. Lastly, he needed to leave the country because he knew many families will join in for the upcoming war in Italia. He would hail to the Union States of Amerigo or in other colonized countries such as Hang Kong and Island of Filipnice. He aimed to escape before it could happen. He had only three years to commence his plan. He knew Hermes Archnemesis capabilities and he had weak body and psyche; didn't possess any kind of powers at all.

"First, I need to allocate my properties to ensure I could live a quiet life. I guess all of my cash earned from illegal activities will transfer to the stock exchange, and I'll only take a small portion to build a business outside Italia. My illegal assets will collateral in the Italia Bank at Romue and I'll let the other families buy some portion of these properties. I'm sure they'll going to take the bait. Second, I'll invest this money to aid my village too. This'll help them to sustain and preserve more goods for a better future. It'll improve their livelihood, create jobs and develop the village to become a attainable place on the island. And third will be on hold for now since I need to finish the first one. I'm sorry Justin, I need to keep it to myself. Maybe, I could use the mercs as an excuse and diversion to my plan." He murmured. "Well, legal activities sound fun."

"Boss, the area has secured for now. There are no hostile intruders near to your mansion."

"Good, I will then commence my plan to disband these illegal activities now." Hermes, grinned, didn't realize Justin perceived it.

"Huh?" Hermes, annoyed, tilted his head of confusion. He assumed he was talking about the part of his plan about the village. "Of course."

Justin stunned like he was hit by a lightning rod. "I will take my leave. May I excuse myself?" Justin took a step, lowered his head to bow and left the room.

"Hmm? Did you say something, Justin?"

"I will take my leave, boss." Justin's bangs covered his face. The young Don was confused about his sudden change of mood.

Hermes looked at the ceiling for a minute. He closed his eyes while picturing his past life he could still remember for a short period.

He, yawned while stretching his arms upward, and stood up from his chair. He returned the books to its former location and left his office to unwind outside.

"Y' finally here~" a strange female voice spoke, but the young Don ignored it.

A shadow engulfed his whole body after he closed the door. His surroundings changed from black into a beautiful garden. He saw a beautiful young blonde girl with violet eyes, fair skin, wearing a beautiful white summer outfit, from his right side ten meters away. Beside her was a young dark-haired teenager wore an armored ancient suit sitting, cross-legged, in the fountain. The man resembled his character's face but much older than him.

His vision blurred as his eyes dropped some tears as he watched the two strangers happily playing and flirting with each other.

His heart downcasted, like a flower wilted from the dry season.

'Wait, what was that? To whom memories are these?' Hermes knelt down as he suffered from severe dizziness and hallucination. He then wiped his tears and slapped his face in order to return his consciousness. The setting of the place had changed back to his room thereafter.

"What the hell was that about? Who's that woman anyway? To make me cry earlier. Damn it, I don't want to meet that woman. I won't see her again. She might really be one of the playable characters and part of the extermination team who is destined to... kill me. However, the problem is, I don't even know the exact details of her face and I don't recall such dress like that," He gulped some air so deep and exhaled it. He stood up and stepped away from the area for awhile.

"I guess I need to move now. That might be the starting point to commence my plan."

When he arrived in the main hall, someone was shouting outside in front at the main door. He heard the familiar voice coming out from the other side. He then proceeded to discover who's the person's identity was.

He opened it with open arms and stepped forward. His eyes turned annoyed as he witnessing some embarrassing moment. In front of him, a man with black hair, around twenty years of age, wore a butler suit with black trousers, white gloves and a sword in his left waist was waving a big wooden board - 'Stop the Disbandment. Stop the Goodness in your heart! More violence! More Brutal! Return my Boss!'

Hermes faced palm when he read the words written on the wooden board.

"Rally, rally, rally. Stop the Disbandment. Stop the Goodness in your heart! More violence! More Brutality! Return my Boss! Rally, rally, rally. Bring back the Injustice! Injustice for everyone!" Justin explicitly yelled waving it in a circle.

"What the heck are you doing, Justin?" Hermes asked, covering his eyes of disbelief.

"What? Haven't we discussed it already, oh right maybe he heard about it? A'ight," he clapped twice and raised his right hand ahead to ask the wooden board to be surrendered, "Give me that. Kindly stop your worthless protest right now. It is useless."

"Nonsense! I refuse that kind of words. That's not the right response going ahead of your mouth, boss. You must be more c.u.n.t if you want to say that to me."

Hermes was petrified towards his butler. His body started to step away, scared and disgusted, from Justin's current behavior.

"You need to say this to me, 'Stop bullshitting me you goddamn, butler. You're just a maggot who was just adopted by my parents. So stop your f.u.c.k.i.n.g protest right now. You hear me you maggot!' - somethin' like that, boss!" Justin said, wiping his tears.

Hermes' eyes turned blank. He wanted to kill this person at once before he got corrupted.

'This guy… is an idiot. A total stupid hardcore idiot.' He thought.

"Boss, return to old yourself. End this madness. End your New Year resolution. You must act like the old time. Don't you ever realized, I stayed with you because I saw darkness in your heart when we first met. A dark force I had never seen in other people. Also, you told me you.... you wanted to become the next Godfather of Italia when you were nine years old. The world's most powerful, influential and feared among the bosses. Don't you see this photo," he showed a photo of his childhood with his gesture of raising his right hand above the sky, "this photo showed how you were so determined to spread violence around the world during your revolt to your parents. The raising salute you showed to me, will be the main salute of your army. I always keep this as a memento for your evil ambitions because you're so cute during that time. I still have some more things like this in my room."

"What?" Hermes looked disgusted when he heard that.

"As the Head Butler of Archnemesis family and also the Consigliere, I must correct you right now before it's too late."

"Boss, that's that. The word 'f.u.c.k'. There, you must say that all the time. Don't worry, I will keep all my collections of your evil records till my death." Justin's eyes spark when he heard that.

"What the heck was wrong with you, you dirty-minded maggot? "Hermes punched him and Justin flew away. "You just say the opposite I wanted to hear."

Justin smiled after he was hit directly in his face, while his body flying away for a short period and fell down in the bushes of grass behind him.

"Stop bullshitting me, Justin! I'll go back to my room and change. Prepare the car afterward." Hermes said, looking down on him.

"There… there you have it. You must look down on the others, Boss. That's one of the qualities of being a Boss."

Hermes became more irritated and decided to leave him to his place.

"But boss," Hermes stopped suddenly, turning his half-sided face at him, "Where are we going again?" he asked, rubbing the part where he was hit.

"Do what I told you to do and don't ask for more. Got it," the young Don left his butler afterward.

The butler's eyes sparked and covered his mouth in amazement. The unfair and harsh treatment of the young Don made him shivered his body.

"I know you haven't changed. I know it," he grinned with pure evil.