The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

"Is this as far as it goes?"

Max relaxed his strength.

"Your movement was good. Now, there's nothing to criticize about the form itself. But form is just the surface. It's not enough. If you learn how to properly load the thread, then it can be considered complete."

Turk said.

"Is it far off?"

At Max's question, Turk shook his head with a faint smile.

"It's not far off. I can say that for sure."

The completion of Imperial Style 8. To others, it might seem like just mastering a basic sword technique, but its significance was special to both Turk and Max.

Especially Turk. His feelings were indescribable.But then… Suddenly, Turk's expression hardened.

"There seems to be a rat. I guess I'll have to catch it."

Whoosh!

He swiftly moved towards the window.

Thud!

He violently opened the window. And his gaze moved to check for the rat underneath.

"Uh, what…?!"

The father was surprised. The daughter bowed her head deeply.

***

"Ha ha, no, were you and my student from the same academy? And in the same grade? Well, this is something."

Although it was okay to speak informally to a fellow student, Turk remained polite. Having lived a life of deference to nobility, it would be awkward to suddenly speak down.

"I was surprised too, to think that the teacher's daughter was that Elaine."

I pretended not to know. Only her close friends knew about Elaine's father. It wasn't information that a guy like Max would know.

So I had to pretend.

"That Elaine? What do you mean?"

Turk's voice rose. As expected, he was a doting father when it came to his daughter.

"Well, she's quite a famous friend. That's what I mean."

"Oh, is my daughter that famous?"

Stop it, man. Of course, I understand.

With such a wonderful daughter, it's natural to want to brag about her dozens of times a day. I chuckled inwardly and told him what he wanted to hear.

"Of course. She's never missed being the top of the class. Everyone acknowledges her as the most outstanding talent in our grade. Of course, me too."

"Ha ha ha, is that so."

Turk was pleased, even though he already knew. That's a father's heart. On the other hand, Elaine looked embarrassed to death.

A different kind of redness appeared on her cheeks than from the alcohol. Probably because it was in front of me. I kindly decided to rescue her from the awkward situation.

"I have something to do, so I should leave first."

"Oh, that's a pity."

Turk looked genuinely disappointed.

It wasn't just because he couldn't hear more praise for his daughter. he probably hoped that his daughter and I, who he considered the de facto successor to Imperial Style 8, would become closer friends.

But man, that's not it.

… What does your daughter think of me?

Elaine was still awkwardly avoiding my gaze. Just because she dislikes me?

That's not it.

If it were just that, such an awkward reaction wouldn't have occurred. Probably because she was mortified to have been caught secretly watching the duel.

And maybe…an interruption.

I pretended to straighten my disheveled clothes, and with my fingers, I dabbed some blood from a wound onto my palm and wrote something. Then I approached Elaine.

"See you next time."

And with that, I briefly opened and closed my palm. It was a brief moment, but she surely saw the words written on it.

Her slight flinch confirmed it.

…Alright."

But outwardly, she didn't show any signs of being flustered. Probably because of her father.

"Then next time, I'll come back stronger."

After leaving those final words with Turk, I left the place.

"Well, really, what a surprise. Who would have thought you two were classmates. I have so many questions…"

"Father."

"Hm?"

"I have dinner plans with a friend, so I'm short on time. Sorry, but I have to go now."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yes, I'll visit again next time."

"Ah, okay. Enjoy your dinner."

Elaine hurried off without really listening to the farewell.

I treated my wounds with a potion in the carriage, waiting leisurely. Because I knew Elaine had to come. After a while. I saw her approaching with a complicated expression. I smirked.

The words written on my palm.

"You followed me, didn't you? If you want me to keep quiet, come out."

She had no choice but to come out. I hadn't noticed the tailing from the beginning. It was in the lower district that I became certain. I felt the presence of someone following me.

Uncharacteristically clumsy for her.

Probably because of the alcohol. Anyway, it worked out well. Thanks to that, I could also erase a mark from her.

"Welcome, top student."

I greeted her with a smile.

"Stop hesitating and come in"

Elaine hesitated at my words but eventually climbed into the carriage. The luxurious custom made carriage was spacious enough for two. But Elaine sat as far away from me as possible.

Naturally, I just chuckled.

"Good day, Miss Elaine, it's an honor to have you here."

Dolph quickly bowed in greeting. Having served the 'Max' for a long time, he was quite familiar with the academy's affairs. It was impossible for him not to know a celebrity from the academy like Elaine.

"Thank you."

Even in such a situation, Elaine responded with a gentle voice. True to her nature, she was kind to everyone but me.

"Where do you want to go?"

I asked.

"You're the one who called me."

Elaine's voice turned cold again. It was a natural response given my original sin. But today was different. I also had something against her now, so I could take the lead.

"So, can I decide as I please?"

"Do as you wish."

She seemed resigned, probably thinking she had to follow my lead until this Stalking matter was resolved.

"Alright, let's get off than."

"Huh? You're getting off?"

At my words, Elaine's eyes widened in surprise. Getting on the carriage implied we were going somewhere.

But suddenly, I suggested getting off.

"What? We're getting off?"

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