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 an official meeting between the Otherworlders and

and his three friends—along with Ater—decided to settle in the parlor and have a casual

Ater stood behind Rey's

he sat in the air, right by his Master' side. Thankfully, he didn't have a scary expression

Or so one

keep staring at Ater in a cautious manner—especially Clark and Justin. Just

so stiff around him too, all things considered. Not only was he more powerful than them,

like Rey was being

didn't

tried to see you,

it was

tension, and the wheels

but Belle flared up the moment she understood what was being

protect Rey! Besides, we were busy with our training and the revival of the city.

everyone sighed the moment they heard Belle's reply, but it wasn't like she cared for their perception of

she stared at

you, Belle. Indeed, it was all for my

words of thanks, even going as far as flashing her his smile, her face turned beet red and she quickly hid it

again, almost

sure that was the case, but after observing their interactions

to be encouraging her feelings. However, he wasn't actively discouraging

result, it appeared to be

ahem, not decently dressed."

everyone seeing him

seen

the moment he heard

back when you fought that thing. You… well, you were naked after

'Oh fuck…'

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

seeing anything like that." She responded,

than one would expect. Perhaps it was simply because she didn't want to sully her eyes with the nakedness of

she would have done if it was Ater that was stripped