An Extra’s POV

[Moments Later]

The group switched locations from Alicia's room to a private suite—the new residence of the Otherworlders.

As one would expect from the heroes that were now officially recognized by the Alliance and all of its citizens, it was pristinely designed and spacious.

It had a base color of silver-white, with gold linings and purple fabric as designs. There were murals and structural choices that made the entire area pop out more. A glowing chandelier hung high on the ceiling, and a constant aura of royalty oozed in the space beneath it.

Just as in their previous living quarters, there was a common parlor, with each Otherworlder having their rooms.

Rey was shown his room, and it was at least three times bigger than what he previously had. He had to ask if this was how everyone's room was, and they all shook their heads.

"Mister Ater refused to place you on the same level as everyone, so he personally took responsibility for your room."

"I… see…"

Rey couldn't really complain about the room, though.

Not only did it have the kind of bed he always desired, but the fragrance within the space was so good that he felt like he was floating just from taking a whiff. The minimalist design, study desk, and mini-library that were positioned appropriately there were also sublime.

It seemed Ater truly understood his tastes and made sure his room reflected that.

As such, despite the uncomfortable idea of his room being much larger than his friends', Rey couldn't say anything bad about it.

It was perfect for him.

'No one seems to be complaining about it, so… I guess it's cool…' He thought to himself in silence.

He could always blame the decision on Ater while enjoying all the benefits his space had to offer.

'Though, I'm still interested in turning that Grand Calamity Class Dungeon into my fortress.'

It would just take quite the makeover to convert it into a suitable place for him, but the idea still lingered in his mind.

Brutus had to take their leave in order to inform the Royal Council of Rey's revival, as well as organize

his three friends—along with Ater—decided to

seats, Ater stood behind

Ater still didn't sit with anyone. Instead, he sat in the air, right by his Master' side. Thankfully, he didn't have a scary

so one

Ater in a cautious manner—especially Clark and Justin. Just what did

was he more powerful than them, but his Familiar also seemed to strike fear

like Rey

that didn't last very

to see you, but… well,

annoyance as he spoke, but it was

break the tension, and the wheels began to turn from there

nodded in agreement to Justin's words, but Belle

were busy with our training and the revival of the city. It was for the

moment they heard Belle's reply, but it wasn't like she cared for their

only one person she stared at

you, Belle. Indeed, it was all

of thanks, even going as far as flashing her his smile, her face turned beet red and

almost

clear that Belle was crushing hard on Ater. At first, they weren't really sure that was the case, but after observing their interactions for the past couple of months, it was

neither did he seem to be encouraging her feelings. However,

result, it appeared to be a one-sided

me until I woke. I was… ahem, not decently

imagine everyone seeing him in such a

know we've seen you naked already,

nearly bulged the moment he heard those words

well, you were naked after you were

'Oh fuck…'

addressed it with levity, while Clark seemed a bit bashful when speaking about it. But what about

look at me. I looked away before seeing anything like that." She responded,

it was simply because she didn't want to sully her

could only wonder what she would have done if it was Ater that was stripped