Emotion Taster

Arc 3.5 All Round Healing: Chapter 4 - With Imarine

I don't understand women. Sometimes they lie, sometimes they cheat, and sometimes they wish for something from people without being told. It's all too selfish, forcing everyone to understand you, but ignoring one thing is that other people are both human.

But that's only a small percentage of women. Sometimes there are some good ones. With sincerity apologizing, with sincerity telling the truth, and sometimes judging himself asking too much. For some reason someone who is honest will look sincere, and people who continue to demand the right to be understood look cheap.

I do not ask to be pitied, what I get is the result of a decision that has been chosen. But, Imarine ignored that, even though for his own condition he was hard to think about.

“Actually you don't bother thinking about it, Ima,” I said soothingly. “From the beginning I didn't expect anything from you.”

“...”

Imarine did not answer me, he gave me another flat look of confusion. But, it was only a glance, as a more concentrated feeling remained a sense of sadness flail in his heart.

“...”

“What second sentence just now should really you say?”

“Not to be angry, I don't mean really don't expect anything from you. More precisely I don't expect much from anyone in my neighborhood.”

Humans use each other, I know because the age of the people around me is still in his stupid state. They are immature, still thinking of stepping forward by making others a foothold. But, of course others do not want to be a foothold, so generally there will be people who are disappointed in one situation because of a certain person.

I am a person who does not expect, I do not fully intend to make people foothold and do not expect fully to run together with each other. What I feel from human relationships is more theatrical than sincerity. But, of course not all, I'm just talking about most people.

“That does not make me angry, it makes me think that you are a person who has no feelings,” replied Imarine menukas I just said.

“I have feelings, but those feelings are more often forgotten because of my strength. I don't have much of a chance to feel my feelings, people around tend to feel more than mine,” I said as I looked up, looking up at the sky like I imagined together.

“...”

“So, Ima. You can also borrow my shoulder for a cry. What I feel is clear how you want to hide it,” then I continue while looking at the girl.

“...”

Yes, a sad expression was drawn from his face. The longer it melts and dissolves in the state, wrinkles on the forehead due to irregular veins begin to clearly form. I could see a bit that sobs almost broke when our gazes met.

“No,” he said as he shook his head.

Hn?

But, that expression stopped. Imarine kind of rejects the feeling and refuses to show it full in front of me. It's like a sneezing urge being held back, it feels quite a responsibility because I can feel the waves of his emotions.

“What's up?” I asked innocently because of reflexes.

“Sorry, but that doesn't mean you're wrong. You ... You just don't know how I feel.”

Your feelings?

I'm sure that my current emotional detection isn't wrong. What he said was also a big clue that what I said was true. But, why did he say that I didn't know his feelings?

“Not you know I have magic power?”

“Iya, feelings about know other people's feelings, ‘kan?” he said answer and repeat the question of certainty. “But your strength is not perfect. You still don't know my true feelings.”

Ah .. yes, right.

I did have something to know the outcome of those feelings, the waves of emotions I felt with my skin and mouth could tell the difference between different emotions. But, of course it's just a rude answer, I still can't prove how that feeling came about. Something I can do is match, one result is connected to one event, at least it's better than having no clue at all.

“Ima, so you hate me now?” ask me with a down tone humbling the body and voice.

“Of course, I hate you from the beginning.”

“Heh, you don't even bothered when the question is like gini,” I said with the beginning of the beat and back to lower the sound because it was a little cornered.

“You never broke up when you talked to me, from the beginning you didn't think I was a girl. That's why I also like to go to you.”

“What can I do, the person who said she wasn't considered a girl hit me when I tried to talk.”

“That's a common response when you forcefully enter and invade someone's privacy area.”

“...”

“...”

We're a little bit of a mouth fight. The conversation is long enough and gives nostalgia when it happens. I who was reckless with my actions and his response was also no less straight reply to all my disrespectful actions.

But, at one point we quickly stopped. It made me remember something I did to Imarine. Something that has given me the sin of guilt and regret of seeing destiny on such a painful path now.

“Sorry, Ima.”

This time I apologized.

“Make what?”

“About ... Azarins. I can't keep all this from happening. You can hate me now, because maybe none of this happened if I didn't disturb your relationship.”

“...”

Imarine lowered her gaze, she reacted quite negatively, the waves of emotions over the intense pain and sadness I could feel again. But, it was not as severe as before that smelled of organic waste, what I felt from it was still quite normal not to be categorized as a mental illness. Even so, still his feelings are not things that deserve to be left.

“Hn?”

“Huft .. hah ...,” Emarine's breath while raising her face and returning her head. “Sound Yes, Kaivan. Azarin's fate is not in your hands, what you did was right, and you don't have to apologize for it.”

“Entahlah .. if he ends up being like this, I'm not sure it's the right course of action.”

Death is not a good result. It could be that what I do is just a personal burden so that he can't let go, it could be that what I do just keeps him closed and gives up on life secretly, it could be that if I let the bullying at that time according to Imarine's orders would produce results where they both could live.

“Your decision is right, the wrong one may be me. At that time I forbid you to meet Imarine. It was probably a big mistake because Arin has a fragile mentality, he should not be left as a savior faster.”

“Savior?” I repeat the word make sure.

“I mean you, Ivan,” replied Imarine in a lethargic tone. “I asked you not to meet Arin, maybe that was the cause.”

“Not it was a request from Azarin?”

“Not, it was purely from me,” he replied firmly. “Arin doesn't know anything about it, and she assumes you're not coming to her anymore because it's your decision. In fact, it's just me being selfish.”

I was a little speechless, analyzing what Imarine's mouth had just said.

I myself can detect lies, the sense when someone is hiding or quibbling can be detected my mouth. But I don't feel that now. Imarine is honest, at least that's how my senses work. But, if he's honest now, that means there's a counter to the previous incident where he said that I should stay away from Azarin. I thought it was purely from Azarin's request and didn't get a wave of emotion from the lie.

But, it could be that I was a little careless to ignore or forget, which then forget and I focus more on the conversation now.

“Ima, can't I see the connection of that action and the bad results that are happening now? Why do you call that selfish?”

“...”

“...”

Imarine looked at me with a flat look. His face seemed to say that what I asked was very upsetting, but simultaneously he realized that what was said in my mouth was not really wrong. The mixed feelings, the waves of emotions I felt were also a little confusing. Anger and annoyance are closed along with worry and sadness.

“Huft .. hah ...,” Imarine's breath off again. “I can't like you, what I do doesn't make Arin calm and happy. I can't know his true heart. At the end of the day, I just make him happy, wearing a mask every day. So, you're not wrong about Arin. You are there, I am forcing you to disappear.”

“...”

“You may think that your mistake was because you can't prevent this. But I'm not wrong with you at all. My sadness has nothing to do with Arin anymore. My sadness is now sad because you don't know the reason I'm sad.”

Don't know ...?

I'm starting to understand what the conversation is. This incident is similar to when I was dealing with Geza. How many times I said understand, he still didn't accept it. When I said understand, he turned mad. His anger is there because he thinks I don't understand. But, seeing Imarine's response now, it doesn't mean that I got the gist of the conversation.

“I don't even know what you want to say. Sorry ...,” I said humbling.

“Nothing. Maybe it's just Amalia who knows how I feel right now. You are equal to your strength does not mean you can understand everyone. When I heard about you going to the hospital, I started to get scared, afraid that my sadness would continue again. But, you who come and want to apologize now even make me upset.”

“Sorry ...”

“...”

*Whoush ....

Emotional waves.

Yes, it was obviously his annoyance when I said an apology.

I didn't mean to upset her just now, what came out of my mouth was sincerely intent on pleading for leniency from my flaws. But, I also realized that what I did just now was very upsetting. The apology value that comes out does not form a good price, something that it receives is considered a rant. Unknowingly, I also did the same response that Amalia once did to me.

“Huft ... hah ..” Imarine's breath, this time aimed at calming his emotions. The girl started to stand up and get her things ready to walk away from me. “The bottom line is, I'm not mad at you, I don't take revenge on you, or I don't think it's all your fault. Precisely, when I found out you were seriously injured, I was more worried and wished you could quit the magic activities of Amalia.”

“If I stop, that means Amalia will go alone. I can't just stay with him.”

“Iya, I know that. You won't stop helping Amalia, so I asked Amalia to stop right away, not to make you stop. If Amalia stops, you'll stop too. But ...”

“But, it can't be that easy to stop.”

“...”

Of course, I know the answer to that request. Amalia is under contract with the raven demon. He is in a condition where he needs to endure what has been decided. Magic power is not something as easy as a game where there are save, continue, and restart. The real world he had put on a limit, he could not break the contract which could certainly give him a punishment. If I leave her now, I can't even calm down thinking about the fate of the girl.

“Sorry,” I said once again with a sincere tone of humbling voice.

“Tch,” but avenged Imarine with a cynical tongue decak. “As far as you want what. You are free, I have no right to rule your life. But ...”

“...”

Imarine gave a little pause. Throwing things where he was ready to go restrained for a while, he stood up and turned his back to me about two steps before he finally continued talking.

“Please, don't get yourself killed.”

“...”

*Step, step, step ....