An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

Arthur spotted Alicia approaching from the other side.

But she wasn't alone.

Beside her stood the Saintess, Eveline.

The moment Alicia's gaze landed on Arthur, her eyes lit up.

Without hesitation, she rushed toward him.

"Arthur!"

She leaped into his arms, wrapping herself around him before locking him in a deep, passionate kiss.

Arthur instinctively pulled her closer, reciprocating the affection.

"Cough~ Cough."

A sharp cough broke the moment.

Arthur turned slightly, only to see Akira awkwardly looking away, her face slightly flushed.

"Could you stop with your public display of indecency?" she muttered.

Alicia parted her lips, locking her gaze on Akira.

"Do you have a problem?" she asked, tilting her head with a smirk.

"I'm just kissing my boyfriend."

Her tone turned playfully mischievous.

"Or… is it that you've grown fond of him after traveling together?"

Akira's eyes widened.

"W-What are you talking about?! There's nothing like that!" she stammered, her face turning red.

Alicia's smirk deepened.

"Hoh~ But your reaction says otherwise."

She leaned closer to Arthur again.

"Don't worry, I don't blame you."

She trailed her fingers along Arthur's collar.

"It's his fault for being so damn handsome."

And with that, she locked lips with him once more.

"Ahmm~"

Another awkward cough interrupted them.

This time, it was Eveline.

Alicia turned toward her, pouting.

"What? Feeling left out?"

She grinned teasingly.

"If you want, you can join in. After what happened the other day, this is the least of my concerns."

Eveline's cheeks flushed crimson.

But she quickly composed herself.

"I think we should get moving," she said, her voice calm yet firm.

"The demonic energy here is quite thick."

Akira immediately nodded along.

"Yes! Yes! I agree!" she blurted out.

She couldn't sense any demonic mana, but if it meant breaking apart the two lovebirds, she was all for it.

Arthur sighed.

"Alright, alright. Let's get moving."

A While Later...

As they navigated through the dense forest, Arthur's brows furrowed.

"Something's off."

Alicia turned to him.

"What is it?"

Arthur scanned the surroundings.

"Don't you find it strange that the monsters are less active right now?"

Alicia paused.

"Now that you mention it… yeah. The number of monsters has dropped significantly."

Akira hummed in thought.

"Could it be that a high-level monster appeared and scared everything away?"

Arthur nodded.

"That's possible."

Alicia frowned.

"But what kind of monster would terrify every other creature in the forest?"

Arthur was about to respond when—

Step.

He felt something.

It was faint, but unmistakable.

Like he had just passed through an invisible barrier.

His body tensed.

"Did you feel that?" he asked, turning to the others.

Eveline's face was grim.

"Yeah… It felt like we just stepped into a barrier."

Before they could react further—

A window popped up in front of them.

[You have entered the Boss Room: 'Succubus's Lair.']

[Defeat the boss to clear the dungeon.]

"Boss room? This doesn't look like a room to me," Akira muttered, glancing around.

"Get the context, fool," Alicia shot back.

"Who are you calling fool, you pervert?" Akira retorted.

Alicia smirked.

"If showing love to my boyfriend is perversion, then yes, I am one."

She wrapped her arms around Arthur's without a hint of shame.

Arthur let out a sigh.

"Enough, both of you. We have a bigger problem here."

Alicia raised an eyebrow.

"What problem?"

Arthur nodded ahead.

The group followed his gaze and saw four separate paths leading deeper into the lair.

Alicia's expression turned serious.

"This... is indeed a problem. Which one do we take?"

Akira scoffed.

"What's the problem? There are four of us and four paths. We just split up."

"That's actually not a bad idea," Eveline said, nodding in agreement.

Arthur looked at Alicia.

"What do you think?"

She shrugged.

"Fine by me."

Arthur gave her a small smile.

"Alright, but take Ignis with you. I'll feel better knowing she and Zephyra are with you."

Alicia rolled her eyes but smiled.

"You worry too much."

Akira crossed her arms.

"Ugh, what's with all this unnecessary fuss? It's not like we're going to die or anything."

Arthur's gaze softened slightly.

"Even so, pain is still pain. And I don't want my beautiful love to feel any of it."

Alicia beamed.

Akira clicked her tongue, her expression twitching.

"Aww, how cute," she muttered, but the jealousy in her voice was unmistakable.

Alicia smirked.

"Someone sounds jealous."

"Hmph! I'm going."

With a dramatic turn, Akira stomped into one of the paths.

Arthur chuckled as the others picked their respective paths, each disappearing into the darkness ahead.

****

Eveline walked through the eerie, silent corridor, her steps slow and measured, but her mind was anything but calm.

Arthur.

His name, his voice, his touch—everything about him had been haunting her ever since that night. No matter how much she tried to suppress it, her body refused to forget.

Her fingers were no longer enough.

She had lost count of how many times she had touched herself to the memory of Arthur fucking her senseless, her moans swallowed by the walls of her saintly chambers. The guilt gnawed at her, but the pleasure always won.

But today, something had changed.

After traveling with Alicia, she had come to a shocking realization—Alicia didn't mind sharing. In fact, she welcomed it.

"If Arthur wants you, then have him." That was what Alicia had told her with a knowing smirk, as if she had seen through Eveline's carefully hidden desire from the start.

For the first time, Eveline felt free.

No more guilt. No more hesitation.

Arthur will be hers.

"I will make you love me just as you love Alicia," she whispered to herself, a fire igniting in her eyes.

Then, suddenly—

Light.

She reached the end of the long, decadent corridor and pushed open the towering gates.

And what she saw stopped her in her tracks.

"W-what… are you doing?"

Inside the grand chamber, Arthur sat lazily on a dark throne, looking completely unbothered.

And kneeling at his feet, clinging to his legs like a desperate pet, was the so-called dangerous Succubus Boss.

Her face was flushed with excitement, her breath hot as she took Arthur's hand and brought his fingers to her lips, sucking on them with pure, erotic delight.

Slurp. Slurp.

Eveline's cheeks burned at the obscene sound.

Arthur, meanwhile, barely reacted.

He simply stared at the ceiling, looking deep in thought.

"Huh… her tongue's pretty long," he mused, flexing his fingers inside the succubus's eager mouth. "But her horns are kinda small. I expected them to be bigger, at least."

Arthur rested his elbow on the armrest of the dark throne, his fingers absentmindedly tracing the succubus's soft, trembling chin.

"Well... at least the heart-shaped tail is still there."

His golden gaze ran over her figure, making her shudder under his intense scrutiny.

A playful smirk tugged at his lips.

"Tell me something." He tilted her chin up with a single finger, his voice laced with curiosity. "What is it about succubi that drives men insane?"

Though he had encountered a succubus before, he had killed her on sight without interaction. And Isabella... well, she didn't count.

The succubus blushed, a sultry smile forming on her lips. Without hesitation, she shifted onto his lap, pressing her soft, curvaceous body against his chest.

"My Lord," she purred, "our kind possesses a special body constitution. We can control our 'walls' at will, tightening them as much as we desire. We can even alter the shape of our womb to fit our partner perfectly."

She leaned in, her breath warm against his skin.

"For example, we can make our walls vibrate, teasing a man from within... or even mimic the sensation of a tongue, wrapping him in waves of pleasure."

Arthur raised an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued.

He didn't even notice the new arrival.

"...Would you like to experience it, my Lord~?"

Her voice dripped with temptation as she traced the ridges of his abs, fingers trailing lower toward his waistband.

Then—

Swisshhh!

Puff!

A golden light tore through the air like a divine spear, piercing straight through the succubus's heart.

Her seductive smile froze.

Without a scream, without resistance—she simply dissolved into wisps of black mist.

Like she had never existed at all.

Arthur blinked, his hand still hovering in the empty space where she had been.

Then, slowly, his gaze drifted toward the entrance.

"Eveline? When did you appear?"

"….."

After a brief pause, she finally spoke—her voice low but sharp.

"Were you really going to have... 'relations' with a succubus?"

Arthur clicked his tongue.

"Well, not really? But she did have me curious. A little fun wouldn't have hurt."

He stretched his arms, his smirk teasing.

"Besides, she came to me willingly. Wouldn't it be rude to refuse such an eager partner?"

Eveline's lips pressed into a thin line, but before she could reply, Arthur shook his head with a wry smile.

"But really... why did you interrupt me? I was about to enjoy myself!" He sighed dramatically, glancing down at the visible bulge in his pants. "Now who's going to take care of this?"

For a moment, Eveline said nothing.

Then—

She stepped forward, her flowing robes brushing against his knees as she slowly knelt between his legs.

Arthur's smirk faltered for a split second.

"...Eveline?"

She placed a gentle but firm hand on his thigh, her fingertips brushing against the fabric of his pants.

"Since I interrupted your fun," she murmured, looking up at him through long, fluttering lashes, "it's my obligation to take care of it."

Without hesitation, she parted her lips and leaned in—enveloping his shaft with the wet heat of her mouth.