Reborn As An Extra : I'm gonna mess up everything

As Esdeath made her money from bullies, the second-year students, something significant was brewing elsewhere in the academy.

She already knew about it but arrived late because of her little "business deal" with Mirael. The "Semi-First Act" had already started—an event where Corin, the duke's son, would challenge Ethan Rothslayer to a duel. Esdeath sighed, knowing the outcome. She had seen this all before.

The arena was packed with excited first-year students, their eyes wide with anticipation. The air buzzed with energy as everyone waited for the fight to begin. But this duel wasn't just any fight. For Corin, this was his chance to impress someone special. His gaze flicked over to "Emma", his girlfriend and long-time crush. She stood in the middle of the audience, impossible to miss.

Emma had a striking presence. With her strawberry blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and a busty figure, she easily drew attention. Her body was as refined as that of Violet or Sylvania, but her style screamed **gyaru**, standing out even more among the students. Her seductive, charming aura made her the center of attention, and Corin's eyes were locked on her, determined to win and prove his superiority in front of everyone.

Meanwhile, Violet and Sylvania were also in the crowd, quietly cheering for Ethan, though their faces were tense with concern. They both knew Corin had something to prove today, and that made the fight more unpredictable.

In the center of the arena, Ethan and Corin stood face to face, glaring at each other. The tension between them was thick enough to cut with a sword. Corin sneered, making the first move.

"Ethan,"  he spat, "I purposely chose only a swordsmanship duel—no magic or essence stones. That way, after I beat you, you can't cry and say it was because of my background or resources." His words were dripping with arrogance, the confidence in his voice making the crowd murmur.

Ethan, however, just sighed, seemingly unfazed by Corin's taunts.

....
The excitement in the arena was reaching its peak as the students placed their bets on the upcoming duel between Corin and Ethan.

"I bet two bronze coins, Corin will win this!" shouted one of the students confidently, his voice carrying across the buzzing crowd.

The boy collecting the money smirked as he gathered the coins. "Anyone else? Who wants to place a bet? Corin or Ethan?" he called out, but most students were betting only on Corin. They all knew that Corin had been trained since childhood, unlike Ethan, who was just a commoner.

Before long, a decent sum of 10 silver coins and 16 bronze coins had been collected, all in favor of Corin. It seemed like everyone was certain of the outcome.

But then, suddenly, a voice rang out from the side. "I'll bet five silver coins on Ethan Rothslayer." The voice was female, calm yet chilling.

Heads turned toward the speaker, and the students blinked in surprise. There she was—Esdeath. Her black hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and her piercing red eyes sent a shiver down the spines of those around her. She hadn't even changed her clothes after her earlier encounter. Esdeath was still holding both sides of her torn shirt to cover her chest, but even so, it was obvious that the fabric had been ripped in her recent scuffle.

The boys looked at her, exchanging glances. "Weird," they muttered in unison.

But Esdeath didn't seem to care. She confidently handed over five silver coins, her lips curling into a small smirk as she sat beside the others, enjoying herself as if she had already won. The boldness in her expression was undeniable, as if she could already see Ethan triumphing over Corin.

Esdeath simply shrugged. "In this world, you can't win money by lottery or gambling. The outcome always changes, so there's no point in relying on luck. You have to *know* when to bet."