Chapter 7 School.

The following morning, I embarked on my journey to Emma's school, an institution that exuded an air of grandeur. The school's vast campus sprawled across a well-maintained landscape adorned with lush trees and vibrant flowers. The imposing buildings spoke volumes about the institution's dedication to education and excellence. As I ventured inside, the friendly staff guided me towards Emma's classroom.

The school buzzed with energy and enthusiasm, the students engrossed in their studies. It was evident that Emma attended an institution that valued academic achievement while fostering a nurturing environment for its students.

Upon reaching my designated class, A1, the class teacher announced my presence as a transfer student. As I made my way to my seat, I noticed Emma sitting in the third row by the window, waving enthusiastically.

Amidst the bustling classroom, I settled into the empty seat beside Emma. To my surprise, a few envious glances from nearby boys met my arrival, causing a faint blush to creep onto my cheeks. I quickly dismissed the attention, determined to concentrate on reconnecting with my dear friend.

"Hey Emma, it's wonderful to see you," I greeted her with a warm smile, seeking to alleviate any potential awkwardness. Emma's face lit up in response, mirroring my smile with genuine excitement.

"Oh, Lee, I'm thrilled to see you here," she replied with heartfelt enthusiasm.

As the class commenced, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the lively exchange I shared with Emma. However, as lunchtime approached, my attention shifted to a rumbling in my stomach. Eagerly, I opened my lunch box, but Emma didn't seem to be doing the same. Concerned, I turned to her, inquiring gently about the issue.

"Hey Emma, what's going on? Why aren't you eating?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing with concern. Emma squirmed in her seat, a hint of embarrassment coloring her face.

"Oh, Lee, it's nothing," she replied, attempting to downplay the situation. However, I sensed there was more to her reluctance, prompting me to probe further.

"That doesn't seem like nothing. Did you forget your lunch box?" I pressed, my voice laced with genuine concern. After a moment of hesitation, Emma reluctantly nodded, her gaze fixed on her empty desk.

I let out a quiet sigh. "That's tough. Listen, you can share mine," I offered, aiming to alleviate Emma's discomfort. "I brought more than I can eat, and I'd rather see you full and satisfied."

Emma's eyes widened in surprise, and her face lit up with genuine gratitude. "What? No, Lee, that's your lunch. I couldn't possibly-"

I interrupted her gently with a warm smile. "Emma, we're friends. Friends share, support, and look out for each other. It would make me happy if you accepted."

After a brief moment of hesitation, Emma finally relented, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Thank you, Lee. You're a good friend."

We sat side by side, sharing the contents of my lunch box. Emma complimented my cooking skills, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. We enjoyed our meal in comfortable silence, relishing each other's company. As we finished, Emma expressed her gratitude once more.

Her momentary hesitation sparked an idea. "Hey Emma, how about this? I'll bring lunch for you tomorrow as well," I suggested, my enthusiasm evident. Emma pondered for a moment before a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes.

"Surprise me, Lee. I believe in your culinary skills," she teased, her playful smirk painting a challenge. Determined to rise to the occasion, I readily accepted her request.

The remainder of the school day passed uneventfully. When the final bell rang, signaling the end of classes, I found myself excitedly planning the meal I would prepare for Emma the following day. It was a chance to showcase my culinary prowess and bring a smile to her face.

(Time Skip... Next Day)

Armed with a carefully prepared lunchbox, I embarked on my journey to school the next morning, anticipation coursing through me. The same routine classes continued, providing me with ample time to contemplate my mission of protecting Emma and my growing connection with her.

During this time, my thoughts also began to wander towards another goal. A desire to become stronger had taken root within me, driven by the need to safeguard Emma effectively. However, the question remained: how could I attain that strength?

As the lunch break approached, I couldn't help but ponder potential avenues for growth. Thoughts of seeking encounters with women to bolster my abilities crossed my mind. Yet, the challenge lay in finding such opportunities without the necessary resources.

The idea of meeting Tnu, a familiar acquaintance, came to mind. I could propose a mutually beneficial arrangement, offering a fair price for her involvement. It was a tentative plan, one that required careful consideration.

(A/H: No, you aren't a genius, you're quite foolish.) A sudden interruption startled me. I glanced around, searching for the source of the voice that had intruded into my thoughts. (A/H: Do you know me?) The voice persisted, and recognition slowly dawned on me. It was the voice of an AI, an entity that had taunted me before. (A/H: Of course, I know you... you're a coward.) I couldn't help but chuckle at the exchange.

(Ding... You have been punished by the author. Your fate is sealed.) A sudden proclamation from the AI jolted me. Before I could react, a fictional punishment was issued, absurdly cutting my manhood.

"Nooo!" I exclaimed in mock horror, fully aware that this was a playful narrative twist. It seemed the AI had a sense of humor.

(Laughing from the depths of my non-existent soul) And so, the legend of Rex met its whimsical end.

(Back to Reality)

Lunchtime arrived, and I handed the lunchbox to Emma. Her eyes widened in surprise and delight. "Wow, Lee! You really did surprise me," she exclaimed, admiration evident in her voice.

I grinned, happy to see her reaction. "Thanks, Emma. I'm delighted that you liked it."

As we enjoyed lunch together, our conversation flowed naturally. We talked about our interests, shared stories, and discussed our classes. The vibrant connection we shared made the lunch break feel all too short.

After the school day concluded, I headed home, my thoughts already on tomorrow's lunch. The promise of preparing another delightful meal for Emma filled me with excitement.

(System, show me my status.)

**STATUS**

- Name: Rex

- Strength: 90

- Charm: 85

- Luck: 75

- Stamina: 130 (equivalent to the strength of three peak human individuals)

- Penis: 8 Inch

- Sex Skills: Sperm control, Arouse scent, Pleasure touch, Monster Stamina

- Items: 0

- Sex Points: 0

- Abilities: Earth Manipulation (D): Enhanced control over manipulating earth elements

As I reviewed my status, I noted that while some aspects had improved, others remained a mystery. With renewed determination, I acknowledged that my journey was just beginning.