An Extra’s POV

The looks on Sango's bruised face showed just how badly his body and pride had been damaged. There was no fury on his face, however.

… Just pure reflection.

"I'm sorry, Boss! I'll take full responsibility for all this!" Sango groveled even further, perhaps to satiate their Party Leader's anger, but his actions were misdirected.

The Boss wasn't upset at all.

Instead, he appeared curious—having a smile on his clear and youthful face.

"How interesting. Tell me more about those two Adventurers."

"Well, they called themselves Jet and Lux."

"Jet and Lux? Hmm… go on." The Party Leader said with a smile on his face.

"Well… also…"

Sango went on to fully describe the entire incident, including how he shamefully got his arse handed to him and couldn't remember what happened after that.

His story was met with a round of laughter from the leader—naturally.

"Well, you guys are definitely going to apologize to him." The Boss finally stopped his laughter, wiping away the beads of tears that formed on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you." He smiled.

"B-but—!"

"No buts. A Party Leader has to take responsibility for those in their party." The silhouette commented with a broad grin.

"Besides… I'm a bit curious about those two."

gaze, almost as if something new dropped in his

did he

"Um… no."

saw his face?

so I hear. I was knocked out cold before I could get a good look, and

course, Sango's retort was met with loud

"W-we saw!"

"He was very handsome!"

also pretty! So pretty that I sobered up

knew it would

the seated man heard this, he rubbed his chin and narrowed his

not him, then…" He muttered, barely audibly. "This doesn't

grin on his face vanishing as he rose to his feet, his frame seeming like an intimidating silhouette compared to his kneeling

Jet fellow…" He walked past them, his hand in his pockets as his jet black coat fluttered flailed behind him and his Six Star Badge gleamed under the dim light of the

"… He seems interesting."

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[The Next Day]

afternoon, you two. My name is Britta, and I will be the one supervising

woman with dirty blond hair stared at both Jet and Lux with

with being so serious and stern all the time. A few freckles could be seen on her nose, and a

in full gear—light armor that seemed to be made from a combination of Monster hides. Her chest was covered with proper breastplates, with her back,

gleamed

set of Enchanted Items; including a blade behind her, a dagger strapped to

looked aged

not least, her Six-Star Badge was firmly placed at the center of her belt, perfectly

she was the perfect

pinnacle of what everyone in the City strived

your care." Jet

with that casual tone? Call me

Britta." Despite Jet correcting himself and even bowing lower than before, Britta couldn't