From Street Rat To Mafia Boss

Training 1

As Dane left the ship, people in the street called him names.

They thought he had stolen again or gotten into a fight because of the bandages covering his body and his swollen eyes. Some laughed, and others shouted insults, but he ignored them, walking toward his apartment.

When he reached his room, he touched the wall slowly.

“Home sweet home,” he whispered.

“This was the first room I was able to afford. Even if I barely had money, I won’t forget it. It helped me. But now, I’m leaving it.”

He sighed. He had heard that mafias usually died young. He hoped he wouldn’t meet the same fate. More than anything, he wished he could live a proper and simple life one day.

As he packed his things, he took a deep breath, trying to memorize the scent of his small room. When he finished, he took one last look before heading downstairs.

On the way, he saw the bakery owner.

“Hey, Dane!” the man shouted.

Dane turned and saw it was the owner of the bakery.

“Good evening, sir,” Dane said.

“Are you stupid? Do you know how worried I was? You just vanished for a day! Where were you?”

“Sorry, boss, I can’t tell you,” Dane replied as he walked away.

“Stop! I’m talking to you! Dane!”

But Dane didn’t answer or turn back. He just kept walking. It was already evening, and he had to return to the mafia boss named butcher.

When he reached the ship,  butcher ordered his men to get him food.

Dane was shocked.

“They’re giving me food again?”

He hesitated, then picked up the spoon and took a bite of rice. His eyes widened—it was delicious. He started eating faster, shoveling the food into his mouth. Then he noticed something—chicken.

Dane had never eaten chicken before. He had seen nobles eat it, but he had never tasted it himself. Even when he was part of the gang of thieves, they never gave him much. They took most of what he earned and left him with scraps.

He picked up the chicken, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite.

The taste exploded in his mouth.

“What is this? It feels like… heaven,” he thought, chewing slowly, savoring every bite.

For the first time in his life, he felt like a noble. Even if it was just food—even if it was just for one night—he felt like he was finally living.

Butcher call for dane. Has dane entered the boss said, a single punch from me knocked you out. You’re too weak. You need to get stronger,” the mafia boss said.

“What do you mean, Jane? Are you telling me a female is going to train me? No way. I’m stronger than a female. A girl can’t be stronger than me,” Dane replied.

“Okay, let’s watch and see. Now, we’re going outside the ship. You and Jane are going to fight. You haven’t seen her yet? You’re about to,” butcher said.

He called out. “Jane, come out.”

Jane obeyed his command and stepped outside. A beautiful, tall woman with long, silky hair and striking blue eyes appeared.

Dane was stunned. He couldn’t believe someone this beautiful existed. He kept staring at her, unable to look away. Butcher had to tap him on the head to bring him back to reality.

“Jane, meet your partner. You’re going to train him to be strong, and you’ll be joining him on his first mission. I want you to train him and also build trust between the two of you. But first, you two are going to fight,” butcher announced.