Chapter 68 You're Just an Extra
#18ZenkouSeitoYou’re Just an Extra
Kiriha Kirino’s Perspective
“Hey, hey! You two over there, wanna hang out with us?”
A voice calls out from behind us.
Turning around, I see two guys with blond and brown hair—both radiating a frivolous air, likely college students.
They step in front of us, their faces oozing with insincerity.
“Whoa, I knew it! You’re super cute! I thought so just from behind!”
The two of them grin widely.
The fact that they approached us based only on our backs, combined with their clothes and hairstyles clearly designed to appeal to girls, speaks volumes about their shallowness.
A classic case of “hitting on girls.”
Encounters like this aren’t uncommon, but I know exactly what to do in situations like this.
And that is—to ignore them.
“…”
I avoid making eye contact and keep walking, pretending not to notice them.
But the two of them follow us, their grins still plastered on their faces.
“Aw, come on, don’t be like that! Let’s have some fun! I’ll treat you to whatever you like. We’ll show you how adults have fun!”
Even their words are empty.
Who would ever want to go along with guys like this?
Still, if we keep ignoring them, they’ll eventually give up and leave.
Even pick-up artists wouldn’t want to waste time on girls who clearly aren’t interested.
—Or so I thought.
“Hey, you two? You’re annoying and way out of your league, so give it up.”
Ishizaki-san sneers as she speaks to them.
…This is the worst.
Once you engage in conversation, they think they have a chance and won’t back off easily.
“Huh? We’re annoying? Damn, that stings! Total generation gap.”
“Nah, we’re not that much older. We’re twenty-one, by the way. Nice to meet you.”
“Twenty-one? That’s ancient! We’re not interested in old guys. Try again later.”
“Whoa, that’s cold.”
“Kids these days really speak their minds, huh?”
“‘Kids these days’? That makes you sound even more like an old man.”
Ishizaki-san probably thinks she’s shutting them down, but judging by their reactions, it’s only making things worse.
The moment they think they can hold a conversation, things get messy.
“Wait a sec! Maybe we are old guys, but we’re adults, you know?”
“We can show you some fun you high schoolers can’t have.”
“Yeah, no thanks. Maybe try looking in a mirror first? Pfft, this is hilarious.”
Ishizaki-san bursts into laughter.
The guys visibly stiffen, irritation flickering in their expressions.
“Tch! W-Weird sense of humor, huh? R-Right?”
“Y-Yeah! Unique, I guess… but isn’t that a little harsh?”
“Would you even get it if I didn’t say it that bluntly? You seem pretty dense.”
“What the…?!”
Their forced smiles vanish in an instant.
…I have a bad feeling about this.
But Ishizaki-san, oblivious, keeps going.
“Oh, and by the way, those blond and brown dyes? Don’t suit you at all. Looks like a desperate college makeover. I mean, you’re twenty-one—kinda late for a college debut, huh? So that’s why you’re out here picking up girls, right? Getting desperate? Too funny.”
She keeps pouring fuel on the fire.
The guys lower their heads slightly.
“And your pick-up game? Completely awful. Seriously, I doubt any girl would go for this. Maybe try some self-reflection before you—”
SLAP!
A sharp sound echoes in the air.
“…Huh?”
Ishizaki-san clutches her cheek.
The blond guy, clearly furious, had just slapped her hard across the face.
Ishizaki-san’s smug expression crumbles into one of sheer fear.
“Shut up… Who the hell do you think you are, you extra?”
“We were after this girl. You? You’re just a side piece. Nothing more.”
The atmosphere shifts in an instant.
…This is bad.
“And seriously, you talk big, but look at yourself. Going on about ‘knowing your place’ and ‘try again later’—you’re ugly as hell.”
“W-What…?!”
“Right? Who the hell would waste time on a loudmouthed, ugly chick like you? Let’s get one thing straight—you’re just this girl’s extra. Know your place, trash.”
“W-What are you even saying…?”
“There’s always one like you. A brat who thinks she’s better than everyone else.”
“Yeah, the type that’s got nothing going for her but acts all high and mighty. It’s hilarious.”
The two step toward Ishizaki-san, who trembles violently.
The blond guy taps her cheek mockingly.
“Hey. Say something. Where’d all that attitude go?”
“S-Stop… Stop it…”
“Speak up, will you?!”
“…I-I’m sorry…”
“Huh?”
“I-I’m sorry…”
The moment she apologizes, the guys burst into laughter.
“AHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
“Oh man, this is priceless!”
After laughing their fill, they turn to us again.
“Well, whatever. Even an ugly extra like you deserves some attention.”
“My place is nearby. Let’s go.”
The brown-haired guy grabs my arm.
“Let go of me!”
I shake him off, but his glare hardens, just like when he hit Ishizaki-san.
“Wanna get hurt, too?”
“…!!!”
This is really bad.
There’s no one around, and calling for help is…
“Hey, ugly! Move it!”
The blond guy yanks Ishizaki-san’s hair, trying to drag her away.
“No! Let go!”
“Shut the hell up!”
If they take us, there’s no telling what will happen.
Run now? But then Ishizaki-san…
What do I do…? Someone…!
“—What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
A voice rings out from behind us.
A voice I recognize.
Slowly, I turn around.
And standing there is…
“Kyogoku…?”
Kyogoku, his face twisted in rage, glaring daggers at the men.