The Extra's Return

"Isn't he Bubble? Is he trying to stir up trouble again?

"It seems so."

"I never saw the face of the little boy in front of him, is he new here? No wonder that pig dared to make trouble."

"He likes to mess with new people who look weak. Especially if it's a child. So we shouldn't be surprised."

"Yea, just enjoy the show he's going to put on."

The people inside the Adventurer's Association started talking to each other. The longer it went on, the more noise could be heard.

The noises filled my ears very quickly.

Unlike earlier, where the noise was broken up in several places, now people started paying attention to me, making the noise very annoying.

They seemed to be talking about a pig named Bubble who was looking for trouble with me.

The more people talked about him, the puffier he seemed to get. Maybe he was bullying me because he wanted to make face in front of the other Adventurers.

Even though I'm not an official adventurer yet, why do I have to get into trouble like this?

If I have to, I can attack the person in front of me.

I was sure I would win. That's because when I had activated the Judgement skill, the stats of the pig named Bubble and the men accompanying him looked nothing special.

'Should I get rid of them?

Before I attacked the pig and his men in front of me...

In the smallest corner of my vision, I noticed a woman behind the reception desk.

She was the receptionist I was about to go to, a receptionist serving in the beginner registration section.

I should have gone straight to her, but instead, I was blocked by the pig.

The reason why I'm paying attention to that receptionist lady?

I realized I shouldn't be paying attention to her, as I was currently besieged by a group of nuisance pests.

But I can't take my eyes off her.

Not because I fell in love at first sight, but because of the action that she seems to be about to take.

She was holding a quill in her hand.

Without any fuss, without any exaggerated movements, she threw the quill in her hand.

In the blink of an eye, the quill in her hand flew toward the pig standing in front of me.

Splash!

Perhaps it was the speed of the hand of the person who had thrown it, but the flight speed of the quill was amazing.

Like a bullet, the quill that was originally in the receptionist's hand suddenly disappeared and flew away in a flash.

The quill kept flying until finally, it slightly hit the cheek of the pig in front of me.

Not stopping there, the quill traveled straight until it stuck into the wall.

The eyes of everyone in this room could not see the quill.

So, it was obvious that no one had noticed that the person who had thrown the quill down was the female receptionist who looked like an ordinary woman.

After carrying out such an act earlier, she acted like she didn't do anything.

She just adjusted the glasses she was wearing and took a breath. She looked as if she was lazy to do something as before.

As a result, the Pig in front of me could only shudder in fear.

Without him noticing, a bit of blood from the scratch from the quill that he didn't notice dripped down his cheek.

He wiped a bit of blood from his cheek.

"Oinkk!"

He let out a typical pig's squeal.

His face was sweating profusely, soaking the floor. His eyes seemed to be looking left, right, up, and even back and down. He looked completely confused.

"I-It seems that this place is indeed being watched by someone very powerful!" He said it quietly and in a tone full of fear.

His gaze then fell on me.

"..."

"..."

The corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, and his forehead let out a vein.

Was he embarrassed because he had shown an expression of fear?

He quickly changed his facial expression and acted strong.

"Hey, kid. I'll teach you a lesson later. I've already marked your face! The moment you step out of here, you'll be finished!"

He left behind threatening words as he left this place. Behind him, like ducklings, his men followed him in an orderly fashion.

That way, the clichéd plot that I thought would happen doesn't happen. The problem is simply solved, without any further fuss.

All the people huddled around me began to disperse. They went about their business.

So Am I.

***

"Can I help you?"

The receptionist girl who I had seen flying a quill, welcomed me as if the incident had never happened.

"First, thank you for saving my life!"

I put down the quill that she had thrown. I had picked it up earlier. The quill was firmly stuck in the wall. It reflected how strong the throw she had just made was.

After seeing me put the quill on the reception desk in front of her, she then picked it up.

"Hoo. So you saw what I did? Looks like you're not an ordinary young man."

She was holding the glasses she was wearing. Behind the glasses she was wearing, her beautiful eyes were staring at me. I felt like she was sizing me up.

"Alright. I don't care. Do you want to apply?"

She continued doing her duties as a receptionist. I also immediately said that I wanted to register and handed over my ID card as a requirement. With the ID card in her hand, she read my name.

"Mesties Warwick. So you are the son of a nobleman."

She was not surprised at all.

I was sure that ordinary people would be surprised to see a noble child coming to the headquarters of the Adventurer's Association alone.

But, she was indifferent.

Not that I took offense, but for some reason, from start to finish, she kept an annoyed face. It was obvious that she was in a bad mood.

It's not that I expected any special treatment.

However, I still feel something strange.

What was the reason that had upset her? Was it me? I didn't think I had made her feel upset.

As I watched the situation more closely, I began to understand what made her maintain an upset face. Although this was just my speculation, anyway.

The problem she had might lie in the clothes she was wearing. She was wearing clothes that were quite revealing. Especially on her chest. Her cleavage was exposed in the air.

Meanwhile, the other female receptionists were wearing modest clothes. They all covered their private parts well, just like a noble lady.

But the clothes she was wearing, on the contrary, she was wearing clothes with exposed cleavage. The restraint on her large breasts looks very tempting to anyone.

Ordinary people might mistake her for a prostitute.

That was why, automatically, the eyes of the male adventurers are always fixed right on her cleavage, fixed firmly without being distracted.

Even though the people who had crowded around to see me, because of the trouble with Bubble, had dispersed and were minding their own business, but for some reason, there were occasionally people who turned their heads to look at the beauty of the mountains that she had.

The reason why was probably not just because of the clothes she was wearing, but also because of her beauty. She is arguably the most beautiful of all the female receptionists.

She has such neat eyebrows, gorgeous eyes, and lips that would make anyone want to eat them.

Even though she wears her hair in a messy ponytail, as if she wants to lessen the beauty she exudes, it just adds to her beauty.

Moreover, she has snow-white skin. Her white skin not only radiated from her face but also from the skin on her exposed shoulders. Her shoulders were clearly visible because of the skimpy clothes she wore as if she wanted to blind anyone's eyes.

'Is she wearing that sexy outfit just because she wants to tease people?'

"I can read your thoughts through your expression, young man. Do you think that I'm dressing like this because of my own will?"

"Should I apologize for thinking wrongly?"

She looked at me strangely, then she said, "Haaa~ it's all because I lost a bet with that old fart, damn it." She said so quietly that no one could hear her except me. A warm breath also came out of her mouth.

Although it was quiet, she put a strong emphasis on the tone of voice she let out.

She seemed to be venting her pent-up annoyance. Or, did I just misunderstand?

"You're quite horrible!"

"Why?" I asked in confusion.

"You must have a special fascination because I almost told you about my problem. Well, there's no point in telling you that. After all, you're just a nobleman's son who ran away from home, whether because you weren't spoiled enough or what, there's no way you can understand how I feel."

After talking to herself, she then walked out of the reception desk and said to me, "Follow me, and I will guide you to the enrollment test room. Considering that you are a noble, you don't need to take the test. So, just think of it as a formality."

***

"Why didn't you just finish him off?"

Outside the Adventurer's Association building, Bubble and accompanied gathered.

Bubble received insulting questions from his men.

"Shut up. We just need to wait for him out. Then we can finish off that little kid. It's not good if we do it there."

They were gathering in a small alley to figure out how to take revenge on Mesties.

As they were talking, an old man wearing a butler's outfit approached them.