I Became an Extra Without Growth in the Academy

On the way to the Student Council Building. Alkiné looks somehow rushed.

Her quick steps betrayed her. She seemed to think she was walking at her usual pace.

There was no helping it. The destination was familiar, but the purpose was not the same as usual.

Just organizing her cluttered mind kept her so busy that she didn’t even consider that her face might be turning red.

Suddenly, she recalled Seria’s words from when they were granted their private time together.

– “Rudion won’t refuse much of what we do. Don’t think of that as consent. It’s a warning not to overstep.”

It was true; Rudion didn’t seem good at saying no.

If Seria had pushed just a little further, their relationship might have deepened more than it was now.

– “Of course, you mustn’t take advantage.”

– “I won’t do that!”

– “Yes. You mustn’t. I’m holding back too.”

– “…What?”

Even though she learned something she didn’t want to know during their conversation, it was whatever.

The fact that the two of them hadn’t developed into a romantic relationship could only be attributed to Seria’s patience.

Thinking of that made her feel that she must follow Seria’s words.

Cutting in line here would not be the duty of a Student Council President… nor as a human, for that matter.

Lost in thought, she found herself reaching the front of the Student Council Building before she knew it.

Even though she frequented this place, she suddenly felt nervous.

She took a deep breath and exhaled. Then cautiously opened the door.

Creek—

The sound of the door, which she normally didn’t pay attention to, felt disturbing.

She wasn’t prepared yet, worried that Rudion, who might be inside, would speak first.

Fortunately, there was no one near the entrance.

Only then did she sense someone inside… in her Personal Workroom.

Of course, the only person in there was Rudion.

‘Is he still preparing to write the report?’

Because her conversation with Seria had taken longer than expected, quite some time had passed before she arrived here.

He likely wouldn’t have started on his own… So what on earth was he doing alone in there?

Since she wouldn’t know until she checked, she decided to go in.

Clack. The door opened, and she stepped inside.

And faced him. Rudion, who had finished preparing to write the report, sitting in his chair.

“Oh, President. You’ve come?”

…Isn’t it usual to wait outside?

Even if he didn’t, shouldn’t he be flustered for sitting in someone else’s seat?

She thought that but quickly shook her head, admitting her thoughts were wrong.

Right. He was that kind of guy from the start.

He was doing some strange flipping of the objects in his hands, but upon seeing her enter, he quickly got rid of them.

It seemed he used some newly acquired ability to make them disappear.

‘All of them are just nonsensical abilities, aren’t they?’

Whether it was slipping through attacks or batting them away in illogical ways.

Rudion and Seria seemed to underestimate it, but completely erasing sounds from his own body was also.

All of them were abilities far beyond common sense.

It’s pretty amazing he could live like that, in a positive way.

While Rudion casually greeted her, he had no idea what she was thinking.

“You’re a bit late. Did Seria scold you well?”

“Just… had a little chat. But what were you doing just now?”

“Oh, that just now? It’s a sort of training.”

It seemed he was practicing to get used to his new ability.

Well, after experiencing that kind of event today, he must be thinking he needed to improve his skills.

‘…Hmm.’

Again reflecting on it made her feel something was missing, so she took off her jacket and tossed it at Rudion, who was sitting in the chair.

“Ugh.”

She threw it before he could resist, and since he didn’t bother to respond, her jacket ended up covering his face.

Just as she was about to laugh at that sight, the jacket disappeared in an instant and reappeared in his right hand.

…He seems to be using it adeptly already? Does he even need more practice?

“Why did you throw this suddenly?”

“Ahem. Because you’re shamelessly sitting in my seat. Hang it neatly on the chair.”

“Fair enough.”

He stood up and neatly hung her jacket on the chair.

Then, as though he were a butler, he gestured with both hands for her to sit down.

Since it was just mimicking, there was no formality.

His appearance seemed so lighthearted that it wasn’t all that funny, yet for some reason, she suddenly burst into laughter.

Pfft… Hehe…

“President?”

“Ah, just a moment… Hah, just give me a second.”

He was a strange guy. He’d been that way since the first time she saw him.

From his abilities to his actions, he was someone she couldn’t quite comprehend.

He certainly was polite, but oddly free-spirited.

Because of that, she thought of him as a weirdo at first.

But as time went on with him… and after receiving help whenever something happened, she began to see him a bit differently.

“Hah… Hoo… Ah, done. Now I feel a bit calmer.”

“Why did you suddenly laugh?”

“None of your business. I suppose you’re ready to write the report now?”

“Yes, now it’s the President’s turn.”

“What do you mean by that? Aren’t you supposed to be the one writing the report since you’re the secretary?”

“Just this time it’ll be done by the President?”

Even though the action was the same, it didn’t seem bad.

Simply keeping up appearances had turned into humility and consideration, and his free-spiritedness had become individuality.

truly, the difference in perception was frightening.

And once she began to feel that, her heart must have already swayed.

Somehow, she felt her heart begin to race.

Feeling like she couldn’t miss this moment, she set aside the conversation they had and decided to bring up what she wanted to say.

“Rudion. There’s something I want to say before we write the report.”

“What is it?”

…That expression. It’s annoying.

She could tell he was already full of positive thoughts without even knowing what she wanted to say.

He’d definitely grumble if she made a difficult request but would find a way to help her no matter what.

Of course, she wouldn’t make a troublesome request.

“It’ll take a bit, so sit next to me.”

“Next to you? It’s narrow. I’m fine standing.”

“Sit.”

“No, it’s narrow… Ugh.”

Though it seemed like she was about to make a difficult request.

She grabbed his arm, which kept refusing, and forcibly made him sit beside her.

…The contact area was broader than she expected, but it couldn’t be helped?

– “Of course, you mustn’t take advantage.”

Somewhere, she thought she could hear Seria’s voice, but it was drowned out by the pounding of her heart.

Thump thump…

An awkward atmosphere flowed.

The sudden confession attack was enough to steal her soul, and she was extremely confused right now.

She had never anticipated this situation… After helping all the time, was it really her fault for not seeing it coming?

Of course, she hadn’t directly asked him to be her boyfriend. She had just poured out her feelings.

But that didn’t lessen the weight she felt.

‘Right. I am handsome, after all. But that doesn’t mean I should be like this.’

No matter how much the face of ‘Rudion’ she had possessed was handsome, this was a bit much.

But the most surprising thing was that this was a confession that had been mutually agreed upon with Seria.

What on earth was she thinking agreeing to this?

More than that, she wanted to get up from her seat immediately.

The chair she was forcibly sitting in was way too small.

While her chair wasn’t exactly tiny, it was about the size of a one-person sofa.

Yet that was precisely it.

Since her frame wasn’t large, it was spacious enough for one person, but putting two people in was cramped.

She was already going crazy from hearing a confession, and now being this close was making her mind hazy.

She thought it would be easy to just get up, but Alkiné was clinging to one of her arms, making it difficult to escape.

Even though she was trying to act nonchalant, she was still a man. Attacks from such beauties were hard to resist.

Ugh, I’m really going crazy.

But each time she felt something strange, she thought of Seria and somehow managed to withstand it.

That good girl was making an effort for the relationship to stay as it was. There was no way she could break it first.

…But wait, she said this was agreed upon with Seria. What on earth do you want, Seria!!

Of course, Seria had never agreed to such contact. If she saw this scene, she would probably be furious. But who knows?

Whatever the case, it was most important to escape from this cramped spot.

She discreetly glanced at Alkiné. She didn’t seem to want to huddle in closer, but it also didn’t seem like she was going to let go.

How could she break this situation… While she pondered, her gaze suddenly landed on Alkiné’s jacket that she had hung up moments ago.

‘This is it!’

She stealthily put the jacket into her inventory, then took it back out and thrust it towards Alkiné’s face.

“Ugh?!”

Startled, Alkiné stumbled back, freeing her grabbed arm, and at last, she could escape.

Looking at her as she remained seated, Alkiné seemed a bit disappointed but also relieved as she mumbled softly.

“Hah. Somehow, I managed to hold on…”

“What did you say?”

“…Just that I kept my promise well.”

Promise? She had no idea what she was talking about.

Well, she probably felt a bit embarrassed about her actions, hence her mumbling.

She understood; she was also having a tough time calming herself down right now.

“Should I go out for a bit?”

“No. Stay here.”

She thought she’d take a moment to cool her head down, but that too was thwarted.

In the end, the awkward yet lukewarm atmosphere lingered for a while, with time passing by in silence without any further conversation.

She had long forgotten the original purpose of writing the report.

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