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Naoki has come online.

Simple notification made several people turn their heads towards the door to the office of the guild master.
Feet shuffled nervously, awaiting with impatience for the doors to open and allow them to walk in, to meet the boss.

Six other notifications pop up on the screen making them inhale sharply. The officers were present too.
This wouldn't be pretty.

Inside the office, Naoki pinched the bridge of his nose, not completely over the transition to the game world yet.

He had started the game as a beta tester just like his officers, a beta tester of Reborn! Online. And if you asked from him, it was a good game that followed the story and spirit of the original composition well, giving the needed restrictions such as the dying will flames not appearing outward to your body as that ability was strictly tied to the Vongola and Shimon dons.

You could choose between different factions; Yakuza, Mafia, Mafiya, Gangster, Pirate and so forth. Naoki had chosen the Sicilian Mafia, he was most familiar with it. He had been very curious of it at one point of his life and had put this knowledge into good use inside the game, soon establishing his own Famiglia with six people he'd met through the game.

They were called Paravento, shield, and their base of operation was in Syracuse, located on the coast of the island. There had been another Famiglia before, but the young Paravento Group had wiped them out very effectively, leaving behind the ruins of the said Famiglia and several bodies that were buried in the silence while the Paravento took its first steps to the high ranks.

The game was operated via a tube like vessel that kept one's body safe from any harm and a helmet that transferred your consciousness inside the game.

Naoki hated to admit it, but he was pretty good at the game, especially the parts that were about handling the paper work. "All thanks to my business studies", he thought often sourly, as he kept looking through the files.

Paravento had become pretty famous inside the game and many tried to get in, but Naoki was very picky with his surbonidates. The officers screened each file that had been sent to them, why was this made to be so realistic dammit, and picked out hundred best of them. Those players were then divided into groups that were tested by each of them and the total of the applicants narrowed into thirty-five.

Thirty-five that were now waiting for the final judgement nervously.

Naoki's eyes scanned the reports of the lot, dividing them into three piles, accepted, failed and unsure.

Those who were put to the unsure list were given extra training and the NPCs would later on report their status and if they could be trusted.

The NPCs were the extra workers that they'd created overtime for the base and it had started from something very small and humble. A house keeper.

She was an elderly woman with an iron grip over the rest of the NPCs, her name was Natalia Stanislav. Soon the grey lady with blue eyes had been accompanied by an army of butlers and maids, each of them battle ready and more than capable of keeping the HQ in both good shape and well protected.

After the maids became the hitmen and assassins of the Famiglia and after these two factions arrived the healers and hackers.

While creating your own NPCs was fun and all, Naoki preferred to hire actual NPCs from the streets too and thus they'd gotten their hands on a man, they never thought to be on their side.

Nezutora.

The incompetent teacher of Namimori Middle School.

And while Naoki had originally loathed the very idea of the insolent man being within their group, he'd soon seen the opportunities. Nezutora served as their eyes and ears within Namimori and while he still was a slimy bastard with the close to zero redeeming abilities, he made a good informant. He sent his reports often and they all were fine in detail, though Naoki was a bit suspicious of him sending copies of his students' exams to him, and his high working moral made him a valuable asset to the organisation.