School Bullies, Meet My 109 Big Sisters Chapter 10
A jolt shot through Mr. Rossi. It was as if every bone had been ripped from him, and he collapsed to the
floor in a heap.
After a long moment, he mustered every ounce of strength he had left and answered, “I choose the second
option.”
Then, Sofia’s gaze fell back on Giovanni.
“As for you, here’s what’s going to happen. One, in front of the entire school, you will publicly apologize to
Dante and to every single student you’ve ever bullied. Two, you will withdraw from the school voluntarily
and transfer to a specialized correction school for psychological and behavioral intervention.
“Three, you will complete 500 hours of community service. Don’t even think about getting someone else
to do it in your place.”
Giovanni was trembling uncontrollably.
I looked at him and added, “If you truly change your ways, I’ll let you come work at my charitable
foundation three years from now.”
Giovanni’s head snapped up, his eyes filled with absolute disbelief.
After everything was settled, Mr. Rossi and Giovanni were taken away.
My sisters immediately swarmed around me, showering me with concern.
Vittoria, dressed in floral prints, smiled with quiet satisfaction written across her face. “Dante turning the
other cheek like that? He definitely takes after me.”
My sixth sister, Emma Bianco, immediately scoffed. “He got that from me! When I captured enemy generals back in the day, I always wined and dined them.”
As I listened to them bicker over who I took after, I finally burst out laughing. Then, mid-laugh, the tears started spilling out all over again.
I looked at them, my voice thick with tears and a tiny flicker of hope.
“Guys, does this mean I don’t have to fake being poor anymore?”
The entire living room fell silent.
The next second, all 109 of my sisters roared back in perfect unison, “Yes! Tomorrow we’re going to buy out the biggest mall in Norburg!”
That very night, the group chat named “One Big Loving Family” was renamed “Dante Finally Knows We’re Not Some Wanted Criminal Gang”.
I checked my phone to find that digital payments had been pouring in all night long.
Three days later, I rolled up to the front gates of Norburg High in a black Rolls-Royce.
Everything fell silent, save for the wind.
The entire school had its eyes glued to me with this mix of awe, fear, and an indescribable kind of jealousy.
The principal, Raffaele Gallo, came waddling over as fast as his round belly could allow and opened the
car door for me.
A sycophantic smile was plastered on his face as he said, “Dante, the school acknowledges that there
were serious lapses in our handling of the situation, and we deeply regret the suffering you’ve been
through.”
Dressed in a bespoke suit, I slung my brand-new backpack over my shoulder and gave him a polite nod.
“Mr. Gallo, I just want to prepare for my SAT in peace.”
With that, I walked straight into the school building.
Behind me, Mr. Gallo bowed so low that he was practically folded in half.
My desk has been replaced with a brand-new, spotless one.
Classmates who once treated me with cold disdain now crowded around, awkwardly trying to win me
over with snacks and homework questions.
After I calmly took my seat, I pulled out my study notes and dove headfirst into a pile of practice
problems.
At noon, just as I was deep in calculation over a complex physics problem, Alessia appeared at the
classroom door. She was dressed in a crisp suit, but the look behind her gold-rimmed glasses was
unusually grave.
“Dante, come home with me.”
The atmosphere in the car was suffocating.
Alessia drove with her eyes fixed straight ahead, her voice low.
“To save his own skin, Mr. Rossi gave up a piece of information. That mine of his once helped a group of ‘ special individuals’ transport a shipment.”
My heart sank like a stone.
“We’ve already investigated it, and it turns out to be a notorious armed group from overseas.”
When we got home, Sofia was already waiting for me on the couch.
98 of my sisters wore expressions of unprecedented seriousness.
“The shipment was high-precision weapons components,” Sofia explained, stubbing out her cigarette. It’s very likely that the other party already knows the Rossi operation has been compromised, and they may retaliate.”
