The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

"No… It's a bit burdensome if you buy me something like this."

Annette hesitated with a troubled face.

"I really don't intend to mooch off my senior."

Kamian said with a stern face.

And yet you followed? What is this guy doing?

"It's a junior's privilege. Eat comfortably. It's not particularly expensive," I said.

We were at a bakery on one corner of the central plaza.

Even though it's a corner, it's on the edge of a busy area, but it's a place that competes on price rather than quality. Meaning, it's not an expensive place. I knew well that characters like Annette or Kamian weren't the type to mooch off expensive meals.

That's why I brought them here.

"Just randomly fill three plates. And three glasses of orange juice."

"Understood, customer."

Soon, the server came with the juice and filled the plates with bread.

"Eat as you like."

I said that and started eating the bread. The taste was better than I expected for the price. It seemed Annette felt the same.

When did she say it was burdensome? She's munching away quite well. She must have been hungry.

"Ahem."

Seeing Annette eating deliciously, Kamian also managed his expression and reached out for the bread. He chewed it for a moment and then quickly swallowed it down.

Then he started inhaling the bread without any hesitation. He must have been quite hungry too.

"…Was he always like this?"

I fell into thought, dumbfounded. I've raised him thousands of times, but that was always from the protagonist's perspective.

This is the first time looking at it from a third person's perspective since being possessed by Max. So it feels new. I know the details about the protagonist, but this is different.

Seeing the living protagonist from a different perspective, I notice parts I didn't know before.

"Well… as long as he doesn't go seriously astray, it should be fine."

I stopped worrying. And then I asked,

"How are your grades lately?"

"…Cough, cough!"

As soon as he heard the word 'grades,' Kamian reflexively reacted as if traumatized and started coughing violently. After a while, he calmed down and glared at me with furrowed brows.

"Why do you keep showing interest in my grades? What's the reason?"

He would naturally feel uncomfortable.

But here's the thing. …It's not like I'm his girlfriend, and why would I show such interest in a guy?

Huh? You think I like it? It's all about survival.

If you don't take care of yourself properly, it's the end for both you and me. Okay? I wanted to blurt out a lecture, but I held back.

That's social life.

"Because you're a junior I care about."

"Ku, cough!"

Kamian coughed violently again.

"That's…"

Annette blushed, perhaps thinking something. I continued with a look of disbelief.

"It's a joke, I'd be happy to see you fail."

"Don't say such unpleasant things, even as a joke!"

Was he the one to protest? I waved my hand as if to say I understood.

"…It's not good to enjoy seeing others fail."

That was Annette's protest.

"It's motivation, motivation. If you don't want to be laughed at by me, do well on your own."

"I am doing well, so don't bother asking."

He spoke firmly, but it was all too visible. His left eye twitched nervously. Perhaps he's not satisfied with the grades he's receiving.

Of course.

The protagonist is destined to face limits if left alone.

It's not a game of extreme difficulty for nothing. The game plan falls apart if the protagonist can't play his role.

"Well, if that's the case, then it's settled."

I didn't speak any further.

He's not someone who would understand now, and there are other means to feed him experience points. I was planning to spoon-feed him a quest today anyway.

"I've eaten well. Thank you, senior."

"…I owe you one."

"It's nothing."

We left the bakery. The sky had already darkened.

"Are you going to the academy?"

"Yes, I should."

"On foot?"

"Of course."

Kamian answered as if there was no need to consider otherwise. Even though he might have gotten some breathing room from the income earned in the dungeon, he's still in dire straits.

"Then I'll go with you."

I chose this bakery not just because it was cost-effective. It was close to the entrance of the underground space where the quest would happen.

"Do as you please."

Kamian responded. He didn't seem to sense anything suspicious. Well, if he did, would he be a god, not a human? And so we started walking.

This is where it gets important.

The entrance to the underground space is different from the way we came. It's on the back road.

'That's why it was discovered late.'

Now it's a mandatory quest that everyone knows, but in the early days, its existence wasn't even known.

It's in a place where there's hardly any reason to go, and even there, it's on a back road, so users hardly ever reached it.

But there are always people who try unusual things wherever they go, and thanks to them, the quest was unearthed and became almost a standard course.

So the current important issue is how to lead the protagonist and his party to that back road…

'I've already set the stage.'

I smirked inwardly. In the meantime, we arrived at the first fork in the road. The crucial fork where the way we came and the back road diverge.

"Huh?"

Annette's eyes widened as if she had discovered something.

"It seems there's a problem."

She was right. On the way we came, there was a 'No Entry' sign, and two middle-aged men who looked like construction workers were blocking the road.

"Seems so."

I said that and approached the workers.

"What's the matter?"

"The road is severely damaged, so we're urgently working on it."

"Can't we pass through?"

"Not at the moment."

"Hmm, I see."

I returned to my group.

"We'll have to go around the back road."

"There's no helping it."

Kamian clicked his tongue. He didn't seem to notice anything odd.

'Of course. Whose plan do you think it is?'

I laughed inwardly. Those middle-aged men were workers I had temporarily hired with money in advance. When the time came, I asked them to block the road and act a bit.

As expected of current workers, their acting was superb.

"Let's go then."

I led the way to the back road.

"Wait."

I suddenly stopped. Kamian and Annette looked at me with puzzled faces.

"What's wrong, senior?"

"Hmm."

I pretended to be lost in thought for a moment. Then, suddenly, I pointed to one side of the wall with my finger.

"Don't you feel something off about that side?"

Feel something? If I had such an ability, would I be living like this? I admired myself for acting so skillfully despite such thoughts. It seems I chose the wrong path in reality.

"Huh?"

Annette's eyes widened.

"Did you sense something again this time?"

Kamian narrowed his eyes.

Perhaps because they had experienced my exceptional 'sense' in the dungeon, they didn't take my words lightly. Indeed, people change through direct experience. Step by step, I silently approached the wall I had pointed to.

Kamian and Annette quietly followed me.

"This wall… it feels off."

I muttered.