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Chapter 7 by Futaba Futaba

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It has been five days since we got in this Island and I and Emma adapted well to the strange circumstances.

The day to Trial was coming and both of us were sure we wouldn’t betray each other no matter what happens.

The quests were easy to do and thanks to Alpha we didn’t get bored easily.

She had many functions to let us enjoy our time and one of them was pretty simple as it recorded the words we used and told us if we repeat any of them while playing word chain.

“Doomer of the World.” Emma topless said.

“Doomsayer,” I said only to Alpha beep and tell me I lost this round. “Goddammit, I could swear I didn’t say it.”

“Come here, bad boy. I want a long kiss.” Emma, the winner of the round, said.

Of course, it would be boring without something in the stake so we implemented a rule that the winner of each round can do whatever he wants with the loser.

Thankfully, both of us know our limits so no order was overbearing.

I gave her exactly what she wanted by grabbing her body and instantly kissing her, she wanted it long so I while using my tongue play with her’s, and explore her mouth; I tried to prolong it the best I could.

It was getting so hot, but eventually, my need to breath came and I freed her from me.

We continued the game until Emma lost by getting fully naked and went on to do our own things until the sunset.

She stayed home with Alpha and I went to the forest to continue the mini-project that I almost gave up many times because of how my anxious mind works since a child.

With an ax in hands bought from the shop, I continued to chop the same tree since I began, until now I only made some shallow marks because of how thick the tree was.

Some might think I was trying to construct a raft by seeing me chopping at the same tree every day, but they couldn’t be more wrong. I had no hopes of escaping this place with how technological everything seems.

What I wanted was to build a small wooden pool to put at the beach and play there with Emma as an actual pool was too expensive in the shop.

It would be perfect and simulate swimming in the ocean.

That red poisonous ocean really didn’t help me at all.

So with such objectives on my mind, there was no way I would do today’s daily quest which was to burn part of the forest, we already enough food for some time.

When I got tired I went back home, took a shower and slept for some hours after lunch.

I woke up at the sunset and found Emma in the kitchen with Alpha.

They were playing, no, making art with small colorful metal bars.

Alpha then said something that dazed me. “Mother, Father had woke up.”

“Oh, Leo. Come here see what I and Alpha did.” Emma patted the chair at her side.

I obeyed her and asked the most important thing. “Did you tell her to call us of that?”

“Yes, is there a problem? Alpha isn’t really a pet with how cute and intelligent she is, and by being our daughter we will begin to care more about her. Right now, she is like a baby so I’m trying my best to educate her.”

I was speechless. “Whatever, you say, ma’am.” It was pretty clear how Alpha would betray us one day by her cold eyes, and calling a robot of a daughter wasn’t something really healthy.

Although I couldn’t argue with the comment of her being cute.

I just as always pinched Alpha and began to love her reactions that with time began to feel flustered and swing her arms in an attempt to stop me, she was indeed cute.

“See, I told you she can’t be a pet and you also love her just as much as me,” Emma said with a smug grin.

I didn’t deny or agree with her, I merely took of one of Emma’s finished products and was amazed by its quality.

It was a perfect imitation of herself hugging me, all the details were there and they looked more lifelike than any arts I saw on my life.

“I was missing the feeling of doing art, so I made those. Did you like it?” Emma’s eager eyes **** me to give her a quick answer.

“Yeah, they are quite good. I would never be able to make something so beautiful.” There was a different feeling brewing within me seeing all those good works made by the person I love.

What is the name of it?

Is it pride or envy? Maybe something else?

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