An Extra’s POV

"We're going on a short break. I'll be right back!"

The way Billy stormed out of the training grounds made it clear that he wasn't in a great mood.

Everyone could see that the nobody called Rey had managed to get under his skin; even though it was just by employing certain unexpected tactics to his form.

The gazes they now directed towards him was one of silent admiration and pride.

While they weren't the ones who won… it sure felt good!

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'So many eyes are on me…'

Rey was currently laying on the grassy plains, his eyes tightly shut as he enjoyed the fresh air and nice weather.

He didn't particularly like the attention that was being bestowed on him, but he also recognized it as inevitable.

'This is what I get for standing out…'

Rey was certain that if he had lost to Billy, he would also attract a ton of attention—though not for positive reasons.

He would be pitied, and recognized as weak prey.

'I don't want that. Just because I refuse to stand out, it doesn't mean I want to be shit on.'

As Rey had these thoughts, he began to hear hushed murmurs and ramblings of surprise from his classmates.

At the same time, he could hear soft footsteps approach him.

"Hey, Rey. Wanna talk for a minute?"

Rey recognized the voice and slowly opened his eyes to see the girl who had it.

'Trisha… huh…?'

Her arms were currently on her hips as she looked down on him laying down.

'From this angle… I can see quite a lot.' Rey thought to himself, not sure if his cheeks were red or not.

Trisha was extremely fit.

She had an extremely well-toned body, and her muscles were perfectly in tune with her slender body.

Despite this, she had a large pair of boobs, and her ass wasn't lacking either.

though, Trisha's thighs were the

usually moist that even Rey couldn't help staring at them from time to

told himself, which made him feel like less of

had caught several boys and even

now they're in

in his throat as he enjoyed the sight for as long

Are you listening to me at

his daydream and retraced his gaze to Trisha's

a small frown on her face, and that instantly

caught me staring, didn't

croak out, hoping that would make

influential person in Beta Class. If she decided to persecute him, then he would be in for a

you weren't

word in his defense, Trisha squatted, bringing her face

that meant the temptation to stare at her legs

that Trisha was fond of wearing tank tops and extremely skimpy shorts

Please have

he was able to do just

to apply those changes to the Martial Arts you

made her seem less scary than

aren't really

But that made you think of tweaking the fixed technique. We were never told that it was a

directly say it, but Trisha was also poking at

knows it wasn't by

as he stared at her face

why, but he

of a certain

Alicia is

shook his head and dissolved the thoughts he was having. He knew full well where they would lead him

Martial Arts should be dynamic.

exist for a reason. By connecting the steps

answered, sharply interrupting Trisha before she could say any

"W-what…?"

Skills. This isn't our old world anymore." He

supposed to

need to stop thinking like you're going to be fighting in tournaments or street brawls. We're going to be

these things, he could see Trisha's eyes

she's getting it.' His

what do you suggest we… no I do?

cast her gaze on her hand. It seemed she

was a fleeting

like a Martial Artist. You have Skills now. Powers that are more effective than merely swinging your blade. You should be trying to incorporate everything you learn and know into those Skills, not the other way

foundation upon which