The Unrecorded Extra

Today was Sunday. My life in the countryside had been peaceful. No Enhanced, no heroes, no villain, no crime. It was always my dream to live a peaceful life like this after I retired as a doctor from a big city.

Sunday was the perfect day for fishing!

Fishing was the activity I always do on Sunday. But, when I just woke up this morning. Bad news has been delivered to me via a call.

Calling me was my boss who said they'd let me take a vacation for three years. But, it had only been a year since I lived like this.

They said that needed me for a mission. They said that the mission would be as easy as taking a walk in the park. So I accepted the mission for free money!

As soon as I arrived at the meeting place, what I found was a guy whose body was broken to pieces. That was insane! How did he even still alive with this body?!

"So? Can you fix it?" That was what my client said even when his body was in a broken state like that.

I would like to say no. Not because I wasn't capable but rather because I didn't want to. The reason I wanted to take a vacation was that I didn't want to mingle in this field area again. It was always painful when I used my healing power. But, it was the Boss' request, which I couldn't refuse.

My debt to them was unpayable, and my loyalty to them was beyond heaven. They were my savior, even though I never saw their face.

So, just this once, I would return to the Enhanced work of field just to heal this poor fellow. Both as a doctor as well as to return a favor.

"Yes. Of course."

***

I was sitting on the chair in the hotel room I reserved for today's meeting with someone, a healer Shannon introduced me to. She said that he came from a rural area in a country in Asia.

Shannon covered the travel and service expenses of the healer, but she asked me to reimburse them later if I have some money.

At first, I was wondering who the doctor was, I thought it would be someone known or something. But, it turned out just a healer from a rural area. Oh, not that I care, as long as they could keep a secret to themselves. Nowadays, well-known healers in the cities really have a loose mouth, a priority target to tape their mouths shut.

Knock–! Knock–!

Speak of the devil…

Before I answered the knocking sound on the door, I used the Avatar Mask to transform into Ian Crow.

Transforming, the pain that was like being crushed by the Buddha's palm rushed through my body as I turned into Ian Crow. Almost losing consciousness, I bit my tongue until it bled.

When the pain stopped and now was nothing but a sting feeling, my body wobbled and became paralyzed on the chair.

The sound of knocking on the door came again…

"C-come i–kugk!!"

Forcing myself to speak was honestly a bad idea, but there was nothing I could do to call the person outside as I was paralyzed.

Opening the door was a man in his mid-twenties with an overall small build. Nothing special could be noticed in his appearance except for that bigass round glasses and his eye color.

Black hair with yellow eyes resembled a snake. Honestly, was he really the man Shannon told me about? He looked much alike an assassin or a shadow guy rather than a healer with those predatory eyes.

[Name: Goose (Male Sign)

Age: 23

Race: Human]

What the Goose?!

'Goose?! Is that really his name?! A Goose?!'

If only my body was fine, I'd have laughed out loud like a maniac.

…I guess I should thank my current situation though… I didn't want his first impression of me as a rude guy.

The guy whose name was Goose looked at me with observing eyes. His eyebrow was raised after a few seconds examined me.

"Uhh. Ian Crow?"

"Yes…"

He nodded and closed the door behind me. Placing his luggage beside the door, he walked toward me and start checking on me.

"Let's start right away," he said as he examined me.

His yellow eyes were bright, but it was now brighter that he was using his skill, probably. There was a little groan sound coming out from his mouth, and his expression darkened.

Stepping back, he massaged his forehead with a pained expression.

ραпdα nᴏνa| сom "Holy. How did you even still alive in this state?" he asked.

I smiled nervously. That was what I would like to know too.

"So. Can you fix it?"

He seemed to be in deep thought after that. Fortunately, he didn't lose in his thought for too long, or else I'd rather kill myself or transform back to my original form. This pain was killing me.

"Yes. Of course!"

Opening the case, there was one big black square box inside. Inside the box were medical tools arranged as neatly as possible.

There were 3 levels of shelves that displayed a variety of equipment and medical needs. The bottom shelf had medicines and pills. On the middle shelf, there was light and small equipment such as syringes, and so on. On the top shelf, 5 Storage Cubes were lined up. I thought there was various heavy medical equipment stored in those Storage Cubes.

Taking the medicines and pills on the bottom shelf, Goose returned to me.

"It'd be better to heal you in a traditional way rather than immediately using a healing skill."

"Why?"

Expecting me to say that, he smiled and then explained the reason.

"For maximum efficiency."

I raised my eyebrow, my face looked like a fool trying to understand calculus equations.

"It's a wonder you're still alive even with your bones broken to pieces like this and injured your organs. But, here you are, still breathing and talking while your lungs was damaged. Also, it seems it has been a while since you broke yourself, a week, maybe? You are supposed to die after one to three days. Are you sure you're human?"

Shaking his head with a sigh, he continued.

"Using a healing skill, even those in higher rank, wouldn't solve your body condition. It required more than magic molecules to completely fix your organs and bone fractures to their original condition. Lower or higher-rank healing skills can heal you, temporarily, not including the trauma afflicted. It required more than instant healing skill to fix it…"

He continued on blabbering things I didn't understand. As time goes by, I felt tortured because it was hard to even breathe and maintain my consciousness. If this continued, I might as well be a corpse soon. Please, just heal me…goddamn!

"Oh. It looks like you're about to die. Sorry for the long explanation, I got too excited even though I should not have."

My vision was already dark, I couldn't see anything, and I felt like I was being strangled to death. Eventually, something entered my mouth, a pill maybe.

"Sleep well."

My consciousness immediately disappeared as soon as the pill entered and was swallowed, it fell down the throat and into the stomach.

The thing was, when my consciousness was back, the pain and stinging feeling afterward were no longer there.

I woke up on the bed. By looking at my surroundings, it was still the same room as when I'd lost consciousness.

"You're awake."

Sitting on the chair where I was sitting before I lost consciousness was Goose, he sipped a cup of tea that he probably brew himself.

Rather than anything, this situation actually looked like a kidnapping scene. I who had just regained consciousness suddenly found myself in an unfamiliar room, then there was someone sitting sipping his tea.

But, of course, it was not that kind of story.

"Yeah…"

I tried moving my body, expecting there would be some pain left if I moved it but there was not.

"How is it? Is it better?" Goose said, sipping his tea.

I couldn't say that it was better, because it had only been a short time since I used this body which was immediately destroyed by that fvker Minion.

But, yeah, it was better than having a broken body.

"This is perfect."

Finished his tea in one gulp, then he clapped his hands together.

"Great!"

Standing up from the chair, he packed his stuff back into the black box and luggage. Looking at me with a transparent smile, he placed his hat on his chest. Bidding me goodbye in an old-fashioned way.

"Then, see you late–"

Before he could finish his line, I cut him off. "Wait!"

He flinched as his face lifted up, a bitter expression plastered on his face.

Smirking, I stood up and placed a pack of money on the table. Where did I get this money you said? Don't worry, it was not Shannon's money this time. This is the money I got for my contribution in the last dungeon, Jin sent it to me, Zio Varrez's account.

Following my hand motion, his eyes stuck on the money on the table.

'Like hell I will let you go that easily.'

Shaking his head after being hypnotized by the money, he stared at me anxiously.

"Sir, I have already received my money…"

"I know."

"Then…"

His head drenched in his own sweat, he slowly shifted his gaze from me to the pack of money on the table.

"Work for me!"

"Sorry?"

I'd remembered. Goose…he was not an extra character. A guy with a plain-looking place, yellow eyes that resembled a snake, bigass round glasses, and someone who had extraordinary EX-rank healing skills but would prefer to use a traditional way because his skills were too much to handle for him. If he was to use it, he would have a headache and other negative effects on him.

Not only he was excelled in healing, but he was also the best when it come to information gathering and assassination. A villain character who overwhelmed our protagonist during an information war against the infamous villain organization, Utopia.

The next generation of the would-be destroyed villain organization, Dystopia, in a year's time from now on.

Goose, or should I call 'Specter' was the vice leader of Utopia in the future. If I could make him work for me…

…it would be much easier to reach my goal.