An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

An hour later.

The car hummed softly as it cruised down the road, the early morning sun casting a golden glow over the horizon.

Arthur was at the wheel, calm and relaxed.

In the backseat—

Alicia and Eveline sat side by side, completely silent. Their heads drooped low, eyes fixed on their laps, too ashamed to even glance at Arthur.

The weight of what they had seen in the video still clung to them.

Eveline was in complete shock. The reality had finally sunk in—she lost her virginity… and she had been the one who begged for it.

Alicia, on the other hand, was just as embarrassed—but for a different reason. The way she acted last night was downright vulgar. Seeing herself so desperate, so wanton made her want to crawl into a hole and never come out.

Meanwhile, Arthur was enjoying every second of this silence.

He smirked, basking in his well-earned victory.

And as if to make things even better—

[Mission: Purify the Saintess]

✅ Target: Saintess Eveline Vale

💰 Reward: 50,000 EP | Boost in Divine Energy | Skill: God's Judgment

Status: Completed.

🎉 Rewards Disbursed 🎉

📊 EP: 753,000

✨ New Attribute: Divine Energy +5

⚡ New Skill Acquired: God's Judgment (SSS)

God's Judgment (SSS-Level Skill)

Type: Large-area divine attack

Effect: Summons a massive pillar of holy light from the sky, engulfing enemies in a purifying radiance that eradicates all demonic and evil beings.

Range: Battlefield-wide devastation, depending on the user's divine energy.

Drawback: Ineffective against the blessed, as their divine energy nullifies its effects.

Additional Effect: Temporarily weakens divine magic users caught in the blast due to the overwhelming surge of holy energy.

Arthur smirked to himself, feeling the rush of power course through him.

A holy nuke at his disposal? Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, he saw Eveline fidget uncomfortably, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt.

Alicia sighed and slumped further into her seat, cheeks burning red.

Arthur chuckled.

"What's with the mood? I thought we had a great night."

Eveline flinched and turned even redder. Alicia groaned, hiding her face in her hands.

The silence returned.

Arthur?

He just grinned, stepping on the gas a little harder.

It was going to be a fun day at the academy.

*****

After a short drive, the car rolled to a stop in front of the academy dorms.

At the entrance, Althea stood with her arms crossed, her expression a mix of worry and frustration.

The moment Eveline stepped out of the car, Althea rushed forward, wrapping her in a tight hug.

"Saintess! Where have you been?!" Althea's voice was laced with concern as she checked Eveline's body for injuries. "I was worried sick! You just disappeared without a word!"

Eveline, too embarrassed to meet her eyes, simply nodded stiffly.

She couldn't possibly tell Althea what had happened last night.

Her body still felt sticky—her thighs, her neck, even her inner folds. If anyone got too close, they would smell the lingering musk of last night's debauchery.

And it wasn't just her—Alicia was the same.

They desperately needed a bath.

They had wanted to wash up at Arthur's private estate, but without any spare clothes, that wasn't an option.

So instead—

They hurried into the dormitory, heads down, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

Just as Arthur was about to enter, a familiar figure blocked his path.

Camilla.

The Warden of the S-class Dormitory.

Arms folded under her ample chest, her piercing gaze locked onto him.

"Student," she said coolly, "you know it's against academy rules to stay out overnight without permission."

Arthur smirked. "Oh? And here I thought I could trust you to cover for me."

Camilla sighed, shaking her head. "If it weren't for me, you might have been punished."

Arthur stepped in close, his voice dropping to a low whisper.

"And how should I reward you for your kindness… Miss Camilla?"

Before she could respond—

His hand moved.

Grabbing a handful of her thick, fleshy ass.

His fingers sank deep into her soft, curvy mound, kneading it firmly.

"Ahhn~!"

A low, sultry moan escaped Camilla's lips before she could stop herself.

Her body trembled slightly, heat surging to her cheeks.

Arthur leaned in, his voice teasing. "I'll be sure to… thank you properly soon."

Camilla bit her lip, her thighs pressing together instinctively.

"I'll be waiting for that," she whispered, her voice laced with desire.

Arthur chuckled and turned to leave—

But not before delivering a sharp, resounding slap to her plump ass.

"SLAPPP!!"

The loud smack echoed across the dorm entrance, drawing curious gazes from students passing by.

Camilla, the Academy's strict warden, stood frozen, her plump ass still jiggling from the impact.

Her face burned with embarrassment—not just because of the public display, but because of the strange, forbidden thrill running through her.

Meanwhile, Arthur?

He was already walking away, smug as ever.

****

After freshening up in his dorm, Arthur stepped out, dressed in his academy uniform.

Feeling energized, he decided to check on Alicia.

But—

She was already gone.

"Tsk, is she still too embarrassed to face me?" Arthur muttered, shaking his head.

With a sigh, he left for class.

When Arthur arrived at the classroom, his eyes immediately found Alicia.

She was sitting beside Luna, looking composed—at least on the surface.

But the moment she sensed him approaching—

She turned away, awkwardly avoiding his gaze.

Arthur smirked. "Still flustered, huh?"

Before he could tease her—

Luna suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, where were you guys yesterday?!" she asked, arms crossed. "I looked everywhere, but you guys just disappeared! And Alicia won't tell me anything."

At Luna's words, Alicia visibly stiffened.

Her fingers clutched her skirt tightly, and the faint pink on her cheeks deepened to a full blush.

Across the room—

Eveline, who had been quietly listening in, also flushed.

Arthur caught the reaction immediately, his smirk widening.

Not wanting to push Alicia further—

Arthur casually replied, "Oh, I was on a date with Alicia."

"Oh~?" Luna's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Where did you guys go?"

Arthur chuckled, "Ha~ha, no time for that. Instructor Samantha will be here any minute."

And with that, he walked past them to his seat—leaving both Alicia and Eveline sighing in relief.

As Arthur took his seat, he greeted his deskmate with a casual smile.

"Good morning, Nadia."

She looked up, her crimson eyes meeting his for a brief second before she responded curtly.

"Good morning."

Arthur leaned back in his chair. "So, what club did you join?"

Nadia hesitated. "None."

"None? Why?" Arthur already had a good guess, but he wanted her to say it.

Her voice lowered. "No one wanted me in their club."

She clenched her hands.

"At first, everyone was friendly… Some even invited me enthusiastically. But then—" she swallowed, her fingers tightening into a fist. "The moment they heard my name, their expressions changed… and they avoided me like a plague."

Her tone was flat, but Arthur could tell—

She was barely holding back her emotions.

For a brief moment, she looked vulnerable—like a lonely girl who had long accepted rejection as a part of life.

Arthur knew this was his moment.

Without hesitation, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"Who said you're a plague?" His voice was low yet firm.

Sliding closer, he whispered, "Look, I'm sitting right next to you, aren't I?"

Nadia froze.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Arthur leaned in just slightly, his warmth pressing against her side. "If you don't push me away, I'll always be with you."

The words barely registered in her mind.

Because—

The moment he touched her, everything else faded.

Her brain short-circuited.

Her thoughts turned blank.

Her body felt strangely hot.

'W-What is this feeling?!'

Her heart raced uncontrollably, hammering against her chest.

This was the first time someone had ever held her like this.

The first time a boy had sat so close, let alone whispered something so… intimate.

And the most terrifying part?

She didn't hate it.

No—

She liked it.

It felt… warm.

Safe.

For a fleeting moment, she let herself enjoy the feeling.

But then—

BANG!

The door swung open.

Instructor Samantha strode in, her piercing gaze sweeping over the classroom.

Arthur immediately withdrew his hand.

Nadia felt cold.

The warmth that had enveloped her just seconds ago—gone.

She instinctively turned to look at Arthur, as if seeking that warmth again.

But he had already shifted his focus elsewhere.

Nadia swallowed down the strange emptiness she felt and forced herself to concentrate on the lesson.

Yet—

As the lecture neared its end, Nadia stole a glance at Arthur.

Her hand subconsciously brushed against her shoulder—where he had touched her earlier.

Her first warmth.

Her first touch.

And the boy who gave it to her.

Just as she got lost in thought—

"Attention, students!"

A loud clap echoed through the classroom.

Instructor Samantha stood at the front, her sharp gaze sweeping over the students.

A hush fell over the room.

"I have an announcement to make."

Everyone sat up straighter, waiting for her next words.

"Tomorrow, there will be no classes."

A beat of silence—

Then—

"WHOOO!!!"

Cheers erupted instantly. Some students threw their arms up, some high-fived their friends. No classes meant a free day!

Or so they thought.

"Silence!"

Samantha's voice boomed, amplified with mana. The room froze.

"There are no classes because…" She let the tension build. "Tomorrow, we will have a field exercise—inside a dungeon."

The atmosphere flipped instantly.

The excitement died.

A suffocating silence filled the room as students exchanged uneasy glances.

"A dungeon…?" someone muttered.

"Are they serious?" another whispered.

Samantha continued, her tone sharp. "Don't start whining. There's no escaping it."

A few students groaned, but no one dared to speak up.

Her eyes narrowed. "Everyone must report to the Fifth Building at exactly 7 A.M. Anyone who is late… will be punished severely."

A shiver ran through the class.

There was no arguing with that tone.

Satisfied, Samantha turned on her heel and strode out of the classroom.

The moment she left—

Chaos erupted.