An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

Next day

"Ha!" I stretched, raising both arms above my head and arching my back slightly. The tension melted away as I recalled last night—it had been wild.

Looking out the window, I noticed the faint darkness still lingering. The world was quiet, save for the gentle rustle of the trees. "It's still early," I murmured, estimating there was about an hour left until sunrise.

"You're up early," Sol said, her tiny figure materializing on my shoulder. She tilted her head, her radiant eyes studying me. "And you seem unusually excited."

"Well, I have the beast-taming class today," I replied, a small grin spreading across my face. "I'm curious to see what kinds of creatures we'll encounter—fantastical beasts I've only ever seen through a screen."

In the game, Class S was briefly introduced to a beast, but only as part of a short scene. Since the game focused on Alex, who never opted for the beast-taming course, it left many possibilities unexplored.

As I turned back from the window, a distinct flap, flap sound caught my attention. My eyes darted back outside, searching for the source of the noise.

The darkness outside made it impossible to see, but the sound grew louder, nearing with every passing second.

Instinct took over. With a swift gesture, I conjured a fireball in my palm. "Gotcha!" The fiery orb shot toward the noise, striking something squarely in the darkness. A startled cry followed, and whatever it was spiraled to the ground.

I didn't hesitate, vaulting out the window. The two-story drop didn't faze me; I landed lightly on the grass below.

"Hup," I muttered, rushing toward the small, charred figure lying motionless on the ground. My heart sank as I reached it—it wasn't what I had imagined.

It was a bird.

The tiny creature's azure feathers were blackened, its trembling body barely clinging to life.

"Dammit," I cursed under my breath. "What was I thinking?" Guilt surged through me as I gently cradled the fragile creature in my hands. "Sol, give me something to heal it!" Explore stories at empire

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"No time for that! Just give me the best thing you've got!" I snapped, urgency spilling into my voice.

[Alright, alright!] Sol replied hastily. In a flash, a small vial of shimmering liquid appeared in my hand. [Pour this on her.]

Without hesitation, I uncorked the vial and let the viscous liquid flow over the bird. The transformation was immediate.

The charred feathers began to mend, vibrant azure hues spreading across its body like ripples in water. Damaged flesh regenerated, and the bird's wings stretched out, testing their newfound strength.

Within moments, it stood unsteadily on my palm, its curious eyes fixed on me. Then, to my astonishment, it began rubbing its tiny head against my hand, chirping softly. Its affection caught me off guard, as if it had already forgiven my earlier mistake.

"Well," Sol quipped from my shoulder, "looks like you've made a new friend—despite nearly roasting her."

I chuckled softly, brushing a finger along the bird's delicate head. "Let's hope she's forgiving."

"Chirp..chirp"

"Kyaaa!!" A high-pitched voice suddenly echoed, and I turned my head to see a girl in a track suit jogging by. It was Althea, Eveline's knight.

Her face turned beet red as she covered her eyes with her hands, peeking through the gaps between her fingers. I glanced down and realized that I was only in my boxers, which made her reaction even more amusing.

"Wh-why are you roaming around half n-naked?" she stammered, flustered. I couldn't resist a mischievous smile.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Stepping forward, I tilted my head and teasingly asked, "Why are you looking, though? Do you like what you see?" I leaned slightly to the side, trying to get a glimpse of her expression. However, her embarrassment got the best of her as she turned and bolted away, accusing me of being a pervert.

"Ouch, that hurt," I chuckled to myself, shaking my head as I jumped back into my room. The encounter had brought an unexpected smile to my face, adding a touch of playful sweetness to the morning.

[Well, she might end up thinking about you tonight], Sol commented, her words carrying a playful tone. I simply chuckled in response, not taking the statement too seriously. After all, the encounter was just a lighthearted exchange.

[After a few hours]

I found myself standing on the academy grounds as the instructor introduced himself to the class.

Around twenty students, myself included, stood in a semi-circle around the instructor.

At the centre, our instructor—a tall, elderly man with a head of wild, gravity-defying white hair—addressed us. Deep lines on his face spoke of decades of experience, his presence commanding respect.

"Welcome to the world of beast mastery," he began, his voice calm but filled with authority. "Today, you begin your journey to understand and bond with the creatures of this world. Beast mastery is not about dominance but mutual respect—a partnership where both you and the beasts grow stronger together."

**Screech!**

The sudden sharp cry made everyone flinch. Something descended swiftly from above, landing gracefully behind the instructor.

Unfazed, he gestured to the creature and smiled. "This is my familiar," he announced proudly, running his hand along its back.

The students, myself included, stared in awe. Before us stood a griffin—majestic and otherworldly.

"This is Sphinx," the instructor introduced, his voice brimming with affection.

Sphinx was breathtaking. The creature's powerful wings gleamed under the sunlight, and its talons gripped the ground with an air of authority. Its lion-like body radiated strength, while the eagle's head displayed keen intelligence.

Its sharp, golden eyes swept over the group, meeting each of ours in turn. A shimmer ran through its feathers, making it seem almost unreal.

The students exchanged glances, excitement evident in their expressions. Seeing such a mythical being up close was both thrilling and humbling.

But all it took was a second for things to get out of hand, shattering the tranquility of the moment.

**Screech**

The sharp cry of wings pierced the air, pulling everyone's attention. Before anyone could react, the griffin darted forward with astonishing speed.

The instructor's proud smile vanished, replaced with a look of shock as Sphinx abruptly broke from his side. "What the—?!" he managed to exclaim before chaos erupted.

Dust and dirt flew as the griffin's powerful legs propelled it toward me. The excited murmurs of the students turned into startled gasps.

Its enormous wings spread wide, casting a shadow over the ground as it closed the distance. My chest tightened in panic, and I instinctively stepped back, cladding my hand in mana as a defensive measure.

Time seemed to slow, the tension so thick it was almost suffocating. Every second felt like an eternity.

But then... nothing.

The anticipated impact never came. I blinked, confusion washing over me. Through the settling dust, I locked eyes with the griffin. Its piercing gaze was fixed on me, those intelligent, golden eyes studying me intently. In that moment, it felt like something more than instinct was at play.

The tension that had filled the air was suddenly punctuated by a swift, soft sound.

Fwip.

Without a moment's hesitation, the griffin's massive body lowered itself, its powerful form bowing before me. The grand creature, which moments ago seemed like an unstoppable force, now humbled itself in a display of submission.

I blinked, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline of the encounter. The griffin's head touched the ground, and its wings spread wide like a magnificent display of respect and reverence.

Unable to process what had just happened, I hesitantly squatted down, keeping my gaze locked with the griffin's shimmering eyes. Slowly, I extended a hand toward it, my movements cautious and deliberate.

When my fingers finally touched its head, I was struck by the softness of its feathers, a stark contrast to its powerful frame. The griffin let out a deep, rumbling sound, a vibration that felt almost like a purr, resonating through its chest.

As my fingers stroked its feathers, a sense of awe washed over me. The fierce creature before me had shifted from an imposing predator to a companion, a being capable of complex emotions and actions beyond simple instincts.

Around us, the onlookers stood frozen, their expressions a mix of shock and awe. The abrupt shift in the atmosphere—from tension to tranquility—had left everyone speechless. Whispers of disbelief started to ripple through the group, though no one dared to interrupt the moment.

The griffin's act of submission and my hesitant yet genuine touch served as a powerful reminder of the delicate and intricate bond between humans and magical creatures in this world. It wasn't merely about mastery or dominance—it was about trust, respect, and understanding.

In the midst of the stunned silence, the griffin's deep, soothing purr filled the air, harmonizing with the gentle sound of my fingers brushing against its soft feathers. he training ground had witnessed a unique moment – a connection forged in the most unexpected of circumstances.

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