The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

Chapter 52: Awakening the Weak

A suffocating tension hung in the air, as if those words had been the trigger. It had to be that way. Because they knew that when two human bombs collided, the only thing that would happen was an explosion.

"Wow, this is really ridiculous," Dennis looked at him with his neck bent, as if he couldn't believe it.

He knew very well who it was—Max, the perennial problem child of the second grade.

But there were levels to problem children.

Max was on a different level from the guy who had been rotting away in common classes since his first year and had no skills at all. That was just a crazy, ignorant dog running wild, relying only on the background.

More than anything, Dennis instinctive senses were speaking—the guy was beneath him.

"Hey, do you want to die?" Dennis said coldly.

Family is far, fist is near.

A brainless idiot who doesn't even know that obvious truth deserves to be beaten. But rather, it was his opponent who had faster fists.

Max suddenly threw his fist without answering.

Puck!

The fist landed hard right in Dennis groin.

"Ugh, ugh..."

Dennis was pushed back as if he was about to fall over, clutching his neck as if he were out of breath. The shock was even greater because he wasn't even prepared for the unexpected surprise attack.

-OMG.

-He really did it.

-Wow, he just threw a punch without saying anything.

-He's crazy, after all.

-Isn't that guy a crazy guy too?

-There are different levels of madness.

There was a commotion all around. Dennis face turned red as he grabbed his neck.

It was partly because he couldn't breathe but also because he was humiliated.

In a place where all the second-year students were gathered, to get beaten up first by a guy like Max? Where could you find a dog like this?

"You, this dog!"

Dennis, who had just regained his breath, rolled his eyes and shouted. Just as he was about to rush at Max like crazy—

"What are you doing there? Quiet, quiet."

Professor Karen's voice rang out. She appeared as soon as the time came. The noisy atmosphere calmed down in an instant.

Dennis quickly composed himself. It wasn't for nothing that Dennis had a split personality. In front of the professor, he was a gentle, model student. He quickly returned to his seat with a smiling face. Of course, inside, he was seething.

'I'm going to kill you, you son of a bitch.'

"Okay, pay attention. Before we start the test, I'll start by arranging the positions. Everyone, regardless of class, gather in groups. Space them out."

* * *

"... ...Thank you for helping me," Sunny whispered in a crawling voice.

A reaction that would be all too familiar to him. But I wonder if it's just my mood that makes him look gloomy.

Perhaps, for whatever reason, the person who first helped him ended up reacting the same way as everyone else, and he realized the bitter reality once again.

But that's just how society is, young one.

"But you know."

"Huh?"

"You shouldn't hurt others, right? I'm the type of person who can't stand people hurting me."

When I, who am second to none when it comes to causing harm to others, said something like that, even the ordinary Sunny looked dumbfounded and blank.

You need to have a thick skin to survive in society, Kid.

"Wh, what are you talking about... ... ."

Sunny scratched the back of his head as if he couldn't understand. I explained it to him kindly.

"That guy I was talking about earlier. That guy named Dennis."

"Yeah."

"That guy, he's definitely going to come get revenge on me after class, right?"

"That... that's right." Sunny had no choice but to agree, knowing better than anyone that Dennis was the type of man who would do more than that. I raised my voice.

"So what kind of nuisance is this? Why should I have to go through such trouble because of someone?"

"That, that is..." Sunny was speechless. He couldn't even make a look of resentment, thinking, "It's my own doing that's the cause, so what do I have to do with it?"

Why? Just because you're timid doesn't mean you have no conscience. There's a clear fact that he did it while I was helping him. In short, it was an invincible bulwark.

"I'll say it again. I hate people who hurt others the most in the world. Those people don't even have basic human qualities."

Those who know me would say something so absurd that it would evaporate, but I said it shamelessly, without changing my expression.

It's okay. Because it wasn't my doing anyway.

"... ... ."

Of course, Sunny, who was caught in a debt trap, couldn't even open his mouth.

"You're not that kind of guy, are you? Surely you're not some piece of trash who can't even do the basics. But you're in the same group, after all. Surely there's no way that someone like that would be in the same group."

A spectacular finishing attack. Sunny's body flinched every time he heard the words.

To sum it up in one word, this is it: If you are a proper human being, you should handle this matter yourself, whether you die or become food, without causing trouble.

But, being the kind person that I am, I gave him more definite directions. I whispered softly in his ear.

"Dennis, that bastard, you ain't shit. You can win. And getting kicked in the butt a little bit ain't gonna kill you, man."

If he's too scared to do anything even after I've prepared the table for him, then he's just that kind of person, so just ignore it. But if by any chance the egg breaks open...

'I guess he'll become a useful person.'

I chuckled to myself.

And.

"Okay, then let's begin."

The group evaluation finally began with Professor Karen's confident voice.