Part-102

  Reag into his pocket, James instinctively ched his phohe familiar device a grounding presenbsp; He yearned for more information, a user manual, anything to uand the System's limitations and safeguard himself from potential harm. He wished there was information about his system on Google, just like there is fames.

  Suddenly, a new question popped into his mind. Could he even activate the plete-Auto mode for a simple task? Perhaps the mode was only triggered by such circumstances.

  James' heart hammered against his ribs as he rounded a er, only to e face-to-face with Limon, the school bully. His initial fear was quickly repced by fusion, however, as Limon wasn't looking at him. Instead, he was engaged in a heated versation with her than Robin, the student cil president.

  Limon, notorious for his swagger and sneering demeanor, seemed surprisingly subdued. His usual bravado was repced by a nervous twit his jaw, and his voice cked its usual edge. James couldn't help but eavesdrop, his curiosity piqued.

  "...and I told you, it was all a misuanding!" Limon pleaded, his voice ced with desperation. "That pho just… well, it fell into my pocket by act!"

  Robin, a tall, athletic student with a reputation for fairness, stood unflingly, his arms crossed. "An act, huh?" he questioned, his voice a steady baritone. "Funny, because Mintu cims he saw you snatch it from his hand."

  James watched, fasated, as the exge unfolded. Why was Limon approag Robin, the epitome of student authority?

  "Look," Limon tinued, his voice crag slightly, "I'll pay him back, alright? Double what it's worth. Just please, don't tell the principal!"

  Robin's gaze remained impassive. "That's not how this works, Limon. You bullied member, stole his property. There will be sequences."

  Limon's face flushed a deep crimson. He shot a g James, who quickly looked away, feigning disi. Limon's eyes narrowed for a fleeting moment before returning to Robin.

  "Fine!" Limon spat, his voice ced with a hint of defeat. "But this is between us, alright? No one else o know about this."

  Robin nodded curtly. "Are you telling me what to do? Do you really think that just because you're with Firefly, you ignore my warning? Well, we'll see about that," he replied, his voice leaving no room fument.

  Limon didn't answer anything... With a final gre in James' dire, Limon stormed off, his swagger siderably diminished. James, still processing the ued enter, watched him go.

  The ued enter with Limo James stunned. He watched Robin, the picture of calm authority, as the student cil president dismissed the flustered bully with a curt nod. Finally, Robin's gaze shifted towards James.

  Even though Robin was a year senior, James never felt intimidated by him. In fact, Robin always exuded a weling atmosphere, uhe oppressive aura Limon carried around him. A genuine smile pyed on Robin's lips as he met James' eyes.

  "Hey, James," Robied, his voice friendly and warm. "How's your training going?" This wasn't just small talk. Robin had noticed James' growing i in Judo and had even plimented his skills during a ret pep rally.