The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

A second-year common class classroom located on the third floor of the main building.

I was sitting in the very back seat by the window. It looked like that was Max's designated seat. As expected, it was a place fit for a guy who had built a wall between himself and studying.

Next to him was a blond punk and another gang member, a parasite brother.

He seemed like a typical guy who acted tough by sticking to the bullies like a piece of gum, believing only in their pretty faces, even though they didn't look like much.

Wait a minute, if I look at it that way, then Max is also a bully.

I was a student with no presence in reality, but in this other world, I'm a bully?

What is this?

"… … ."

Let's study, study. After graduating from college, for the first time, I took out a book to study.

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The title sounds like fantasy, but what can I do? This is a fantasy world within a game.

By the way, it's intermediate level. This is too much of a level for a beginner or someone who doesn't even know how to properly learn.

… Of course, to me too.

What is magic in the first place?

If you just click the mouse and magic comes out, how can you know anything about magic?

Fortunately, since I chose the physical dealer side, I didn't have to bother with the painful study of magic.

Even so, until the second year, there was no choice but to learn it as a common subject.

A method that is different from the modern trend, where the Knight Academy focuses on teaching martial arts and weaponry, and the Magic Academy focuses on teaching magic.

It was based on the founding and educational philosophy of Leferia Academy: nurturing the best talents with both literary and martial arts skills, without any shortcomings.

Words that sound arrogant.

It's a different story if it's the best academy with a history of over a thousand years.

In fact, it was Leferia Academy that produced many excellent talents over a thousand years of history using that kind of educational method.

The achievements were at a level that other academies could not dare to follow. That is why they have been able to firmly maintain their traditions.

However, it is not that the changes of the times are not accepted at all. In recognition of the efficiency of selection and concentration, flexibility was placed on the martial arts side.

From the third year onwards, students can choose to major in either martial arts, weaponry, or magic.

Of course, it is completely free. It doesn't matter if you double major.

Although most students choose a major that suits their aptitude, there are also students who choose a double major every year.

There are those who think they can do both well, or rather, those who try to cover up their mediocrity with the weapon of diversity.

Anyway, that was as far as flexibility went.

Liberal arts subjects such as philosophy, mathematics, history, and economics were grouped together as common subjects and had to be studied without fail.

"If you tell me to do it, I have to do it, you know."

I was proud of myself for being a good student. Some knowledge of the game would also be helpful.

Of course, there were some regrettable points. The fact that the protagonist, who was in a different grade, could not properly use the knowledge he had gained from taking countless tests.

"I can't help it."

I accepted reality without question. If nothing will change even if you regret it, then the right answer is to not care.

"By the way."

I looked up and scanned the faces of my classmates in the classroom. I thought that even in a swampy Common Class, there might be at least one guy worth salvaging.

But.

"... .Extras here. Extras there. It's a whole field of extras, a field."

There were only a few minor extras, the Academy students A, B, and C themselves.

If it was natural, then it was natural. From the beginning, the main characters of this game had to be the first-year group that the main character belongs to.

Otherwise, the story won't progress?

When I look at my colleagues with that kind of gaze,

"uh?"

My eyes caught a different color for the first time.

A sickly-looking girl with pale skin and black hair.

She looked familiar.

"Where have I seen it?"

I squinted my eyes and recalled the memory. But it didn't come to mind right away. I think you'd know if you looked at the face from the front.

That was when my eyes met with those of a black-haired girl who turned her head slightly.

At that moment, I definitely knew who she was.

"What the hell? Riviera? Why is she here?"

I quickly looked away and hid my agitated feelings.

'Blood Witch' Riviera.

She is the successor to the forbidden blood magic and a member of the most evil organization, **.**

Those are the top single-digit numbers too.

A named boss that you will inevitably encounter during the 7 essential events, no matter how you progress through the game.

But why is she in the second-year common class?

"Riviera was a student here?"

I don't remember that. Because we've never met before at the academy.

If she was a student, there would have been someone in the protagonist's party who recognized her, but that never happened.

Then does that mean she's someone else?

No, there is absolutely no way you could be mistaken. It was so crazy hard that the main character's party was wiped out dozens of times.

That means…

"A spell to make your presence fade!"

I slowly turned my gaze back to Riviera.

Looking back, it seemed like no one around her paid any attention to her, as if she was a natural-born nerd. No one spoke.

Is she using some kind of unknown magic?

It was when I was thinking about this and that, with my head in such a complicated way.

"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you already drooling at the sight of the money? Do you really want a drink?"

The blond punk spoke with a grin.

What the guy was talking about was definitely the Riviera. It seemed that the theory of sorcery had to be discarded.

By the way,

Money line? What is he talking about? When I was talking earlier, the one you guys were ripping off was Riera Huh?

Riera…Riera…Riviera…?

Crazy, was that it?

I couldn't help but curse.

'Why would you touch such a crazy monster? You must have gone crazy because you wanted to die.'

Of course, it's none of my business whether these punks die or not. The problem is that Max is also involved.

"No, wait."

I know what Max's end will be like. Max is brutally killed by undead summoned by a mad necromancer in Chapter 5's 'The Tragedy of the Red Moon.'

It has nothing to do with the Riviera.

That is to say.

"What, it's surprisingly safe?"

…It wasn't something that could be passed over.

It was natural.

Because I know deep down how dangerous she is. Especially since it's clear that Max is involved.

Whatever it was, one thing was certain.

That more information is needed.

"Hey."

"huh?"

"No, Nothing."

I stopped what I was about to say.

Because the door opened and the homeroom professor came in.