The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 : Hostage

Alicia von Crestvale’s arm was cocked back, her fist glowing faintly with mana as it stopped frozen mere inches away from Alex Dragonheart’s devilishly grinning face.

She couldn’t move.

Not a twitch. Not a step forward.

Her eyes widened in shock.

"What... the hell?"

Meanwhile, Alex stood there, hands behind his back like a gentleman giving a lecture, lips stretched into a grin so smug it should’ve been declared a crime in three empires.

Alicia’s whole body trembled—not from fear, but rage. Her instincts screamed at her to move, to punch, to explode—but her body didn’t listen.

"You... YOU ASSHOLE! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!"

Alex tilted his head, eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Language, darling. What if someone hears you talking like that to a sweet, innocent commoner?"

In a blink, he stepped forward, raising her hands delicately one at a time—and with a gentle click, he latched something cold and metallic around each wrist.

Alicia’s mind instantly registered the objects.

Anti-Magic Bands.

’He—he actually dared to put these on me?!’ she screamed internally.

These were special training tools used to completely suppress the flow of mana—usually employed in mana suppression training to teach close-quarters combat without magical reliance.

"Phew." Alex exhaled theatrically, stepping back and wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead.

"Now you can’t blast me into a crater with your Master-ranked spells or shatter the floorboards with that monstrous Crestvale strength."

He leaned forward again, lips curled into a wolfish smile.

"You were wondering what I did, right?"

Alicia could only move her mouth slightly, neck frozen in place. She glared at him, nostrils flaring.

Alex grinned wider.

"Care to take a guess, darling?"

Her pupils darted down.

There—beneath her boots—etched into the polished marble were faint, glowing lines.

Symbols. Intricate, ancient, precise.

Her eyes widened.

Runes.

’No way... this bastard actually knows how to use runes?!’

And now it made sense. The few minutes he asked to "clean up," the weird casualness, the sudden confidence... he had been setting a trap.

Alicia’s jaw clenched.

"You... you know runecraft?"

Alex clicked his tongue.

"Took you long enough to notice, darling."

He leaned casually against a nearby post, admiring his handiwork.

"You know, I had to set up that trap, or you would’ve turned me into modern art on this marble floor."

Alicia hissed,

"Release me this instant. And how the hell did you learn runecraft?! It’s barely been a month!

You’re telling me you mastered that much in that time?!"

At her outburst, Alex’s expression shifted slightly, the humor fading into something more serious.

He stepped closer, voice calm.

"Do you really want to know, Alicia?"

Her eye twitched.

"Not this again..." she mumbled.

"I SAID NO! I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT!"

Alex gave a dramatic sigh.

"As you wish."

He raised a hand to his chest, as if reciting a poem.

"It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining. The air was crisp. I had just joined a class on runecraft, with my brilliance, my aura restrained so as not to intimidate others and not to show off with my sheer perfection—"

A voice rang in his head:

[Host, you were definitely trying to show off.]

Alex’s eye twitched.

"Shut up, useless system."

Clearing his throat, he continued.

"So, there I was, casting a humble spell, when the professor—bless his poor heart—began screaming ’My genius! My genius!’ and ran at me like a madman."

"I had no choice but to flee. Unfortunately, he caught me... and made me his student on the spot."

He leaned closer with a wink.

"And I used the exact same runic trap he used to catch me, to catch you. Fitting, don’t you think?"

Alicia’s face turned red—not from embarrassment but from pure fury. A vein pulsed visibly on her forehead.

"RELEASE ME, YOU INSANE BASTARD!"

Alex dramatically placed a hand over his heart.

"You wound me, darling. You came here to commit domestic violence. Now you’re acting like I’m the criminal."

Then he stepped closer.

Way too close.

His face was now inches from hers, his breath warm against her cheeks, voice dropping low.

"Say, darling... aren’t you worried about what I might do to you in this helpless state?"

Alicia’s heart skipped.

’W-Wait... What’s he doing?!’

Her mouth trembled as her blush deepened.

"I-I-I... I dare you to lay a finger on me!"

Alex moved in, slow, teasing. His ocean-blue eyes locked onto hers with a magnetic intensity.

The air between them turned electric.

Their faces were nearly touching now.

And then—

Surprisingly, Alicia... inched her face forward.

Only the slightest movement, but it was enough.

She realized it a second too late—

She was expecting something?!

Alex’s lips curved upward into a slow, mischievous smirk. He said nothing.

Alicia’s mind screamed in sixteen different tones of ’WHAT AM I DOING?!’

Her heart thundered in her chest like a war drum.

She tried to retreat but—

Still frozen.

Alex leaned in, his face slowly inching closer to Alicia’s. The air between them grew tense with anticipation, charged with something electric.

Alicia, wide-eyed but unmoving, inched her face toward his in turn—her lips parting ever so slightly, breath caught in her throat. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears.

Then—clink.

Her lips brushed something cold and metallic.

Huh? Confusion etched across her flushed face.

’Wait... why is it metallic? I thought a kiss was supposed to be soft... warm... maybe even sweet. Is this what a first kiss feels like?’ she thought in panic.

’Or... is this just because it’s my first time?’

Alicia slowly opened her eyes.

And there it was—Alex’s EtherPad, casually wedged between their faces, its sleek, cold edge now slightly smudged from her lips.

Her eyes widened. Her brain short-circuited.

Her entire face turned beet red. Her body froze in place, paralyzed with embarrassment, unable to even hide her expression. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

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