The Time I Got Reincarnated As An Extra

252  The Party & The After Party [1]

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[The Next Day]

"Here. Enjoy the party Sir." The guard handed Amon back his invitation and bid his farewell with a respectful bow.

Returning the farewell with a nod, Amon walked in with a confident gait.

Right before him was a massive building, spanning back in the wide area for hundreds of meters.

This was one of the biggest halls present in Eldergrove City, and tonight it was the venue for their party.

Bright lights gleamed in every direction through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shedding a warm embrace on the area outside.

Different couples and students could be seen walking around the courtyard strips and some standing in the garden.

There was a visible difference in them though as the nobles could be easily identified from the commoners, wearing lavish dresses and carrying themselves with a regal air.

Even their way of talking and laughing set them apart from the commoners as this could even be seen by a blind person.

Entering through the gates, Amon found himself standing alone on the strip.

Ren had messaged him last night if he wanted to leave with the group but Amon had requested not to as he had somewhere to visit before coming.

Respecting his decision, the group left him alone.

In actuality, Amon didn't have anywhere to go but he wanted to try his best to look good.

The dark circles and marks on his face and under his eyes could be seen if not hid properly.

And since he had to go upstage, he had to look the part. Not to mention he also controls himself in the party.

For some reason, since the moment Amon had entered the City Centre yesterday, there was a gnawing feeling on his back.

It kept eating away at him as if something was wrong but he just couldn't see how.

It wasn't because of Amelia, he was sure of that.

The feeling hadn't started when he met Amelia in front of her apartment nor had it disappeared when she left.

It was definitely something else. Or it could be that he was just having paranoia and going insane.

Amon didn't know.

For some reason, he felt a strong urge to scratch his neck and he did.

Scruff..Scruff..

It was one of the habits that he had gotten from the organization guy he killed back then.

Amon still couldn't erase him from his body as the information was quite useful.

And though it was irritating to get the urge to do it again and again, if he had to be honest, this scratching habit brought him a little relief.

Kind of.

Amon didn't wear any ties. He hated them for constricting his freedom of movement of his neck.

Rather, he preferred chains, a ring and a watch, which was exactly what he wore.

Dressed in a black formal overcoat with a black vest and white shirt underneath that were coupled with black crisp pants, Amon was certainly getting a lot of stares.

Especially from girls.

Ever since his body constitution change and him getting more taller and stronger, he noticed that it had become more and more frequent.

It was a little new to him, since he had never gotten them in his previous world.

But, it wasn't much of a problem. He was getting quite used to it.

Especially after being around Katherine and Amelia a lot.

He was also getting some confessions in the previous month but he had respectfully rejected them all.

However, one thing he noticed this time was that all the stares he received were mixed stares.

Aside from just the awed and admiration filled stares, there were also stares that indicated fear.

Amon thought about it for a second before finally realizing the reason.

It was probably because of the bathroom incident yesterday.

The news must have swept around the area.

Amon did an inward shrug. Not that he could do anything about it.

And actually, it worked to his advantage even.

The more it would spread, the more girls would refrain from all that confessions and everything.

It would finally let him a breath of peace.

Snapping him out of his thoughts was a commotion from behind as everyone let out a collective gasp.

Turning, he found out the reason for their surprise.

It was the main cast, as all of them entered through the gates together in a group.

The first one to enter, was of course, the protagonist himself.

Wearing a white overcoat and black shirt, he was dressed similarly to Amon and had a bright smile plastered on his face.

Amon was sure that he was brimming with excitement over this being his first event.

Having a bad talent and power in the previous years, the poor guy was probably left out on a lot of events out of force.

Amon saw the girls around him throw a few glances at him as even though he was excited, the confidence and regal air brimming him made him look actually like a prince.

He was a royalty and his demeanor showed it.

But unfortunately for him, his whole attention was taken from him by the guy who entered next.

Despite not wearing a formal dress, as Amon expected from his guy, there was a certain charming and carefree air around him that attracted all the girls to him.

Dressed in a purple jacket coupled with a loose and oversized white shirt and black jeans, Ren entered with a lazy and careless gait.

Just like how his personality was, the man was instantly a unique one out of everyone in the party.

There was no restriction on the dresses having to be formal but most did it to look good to others.

'Truly a street guy.' Amon thought in his head.

But as the three figures behind him entered, the boys around Amon were immediately taken by a storm.

The three most beautiful girls of their year had finally entered and immediately their hearts felt like they had forgotten to beat.

Wearing ball dresses similar to their hair color, Alya, Liliana, Charlotte and Elizabeth finally entered the area as well.

Their faces were gleaming and their hair were also properly styled and kept in place using various ornaments, showcasing their regality and noble standing.

Not a single girl could match to the air and aura they carried around them.

However, unlike the boys and girls, the group wasn't even focused on them as they were caught talking and laughing to each other.

Only Ren seemed to be the one focusing around him as his gaze swept around, trying to look for someone in the area.

And as it moved, it inevitably locked gazes with Amon's eyes, who knew that the former was looking for him.

Giving him a welcoming smile, Amon did a light wave.

Rather than Ren always walking to him, Amon thought he would do it this time and walked over.

"Yo." Amon called out from a distance and Ren enthusiastically returned the greeting.

"Yo bro! Looking smart and formal today I see." He put an arm around Amon's shoulder while giving him a smirk.

"Trying to catch some girls?" He asked.

Amon clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"As if." Ren laughed in response, waving his hand in dismissal.

"I'm just kidding, you look great."

Amon returned his laugh and gave him a thumbs up as well.

"You are the only looking unique though, still careless about your dressing as ever I see."

Ren looked at his dress and pulled his oversized shirt before giving a shrug.

"I'm glad I could wear this. Wearing a formal dress is too much of a hassle, good thing my sister isn't here for this event at least."

Amon laughed, patting his back lightly.

"Still, I think you look better in this casual dress than formal ones."

Ren gave him a bright grin in response.

"Exactly! Though my sister never agrees with me at all." He clicked his tongue in fake irritation.

Amon laughed alongside him.

"Well, at least you can enjoy this party for now."

Ren gave him a nod with a bright smile.

As they were talking, the group finally noticed Amon as well as his voice registered into his ears.

Michael and Charlotte were the first ones to greet him and Amon greeted them back with a wave.

"You all look great." He said, complimenting their dresses.

"Your formal dressing looks good on you as well." Charlotte replied back with a chuckle. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Alya nodded in response with a playful smirk.

"True, Mr.handsome has been getting better and better in carrying himself lately." She nudged him with her elbow and Amon laughed, scratching his head.

Michael joined in, giving a playful jab at Amon with his joke.

"Yeah, though I can understand why. He must be personally receiving lessons from Miss Amelia."

Everyone laughed at his words.

But just as Amon was about to speak further, he heard an irritated clicking of tongue from the side.

There was no need to look who it was.

Wearing a silver gleaming dress with her white hair carefully straightened out, she was definitely standing out the most and being ignored by Amon the most as well.

Of course, it was…

Elizabeth.

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