Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 14 - Interlocking Relationships

The atmosphere on the balcony itself was calm, by hearing the voice from Pero was able to make me bury all the feelings of anxiety before. It may be a little off the mark, but I'm starting to understand the desire to hide emotions from people. When Pero came, I didn't feel like talking about me because it didn't seem like he would understand either.

As Peter there began to approach, he who was flying alight on the roof began to land slowly descending and continued to cut the distance. Like a bird in general, it jumps around lightly half-flying to move, very rarely does a bird use its legs to walk. So, she did too, jumping lightly down from the roof onto the balcony wall fence, making it level with my elbows.

Kaivan .. Why aren't you at school? All this time I also did not feel your presence at home. Where have you been?

Ask Peter there who asked me with a serious tone of restraint like a foster parent.

“I have a life of my own,” I replied slightly ketus without making deep contact with Pero .”Anyway, why was your tone just like I was wrong? Since when did you become my nanny?”

I don't care if you do the privacy thing, I don't forbid and can't forbid. You can do it, even if you say you will help Amalia, you can still stop at any time. But, the problem is different if you have gone too far now.

“What does that mean? Am I stuck in a magic contract that makes me die if I run?” I asked in a half-joking tone.

No, I'm not giving you such a troublesome curse right now.

“Ho .. does that mean you can do it later?” I cut the sentence again.

No, yes .. I cannot say no to that answer.

“Heh, of course.”

No, Kaivan. What I want to talk to you about is not that. I mean, I don't care about you, but the person I'm with who cares more about you.

“Huh? The person you are with—”

*Knock, knock, knock ....

“Hh!?”

Come again, a foreign voice appeared in my place.

It was not a flap of wings, not a call, and not the frivolous sound of the door opening. But, what I heard was much more polite, it was a knock on the door.

In my own home very rarely the arrival of guests, and if the neighbors want to visit they will be reluctant to come just like that. It is common knowledge that my house is an unreadable place for the activities and contents of its inhabitants. No one stays at home permanently, and very often is left locked. In the end, those who want to visit will at least contact me or sister Dina to find out the condition of the house.

I haven't opened the news on my phone today, and when Pero told me the person he was with, I could only imagine one person.

“What is Amalia ..?” ask me on Pero who is still perched on the balcony fence.

Ja.

“Why did you tell my house?”

Because he asked me to tell.

Huft .. hah ....

*Knock, knock, knock .....

Sounded once again one set of knocking tones of the door. Followed by my questions and increasingly strong guesses.

Complaining is useless. I'd rather welcome him than save up for a wave of negative emotions. Amalia is a thorn for me, if I keep her in bad shape, I will be tormented too.

I made up my mind, went down to the first floor and came to the source of the knocking sound at the back door. At that time I still did not know what they meant to come, but the wave of emotions felt symbolized the concern of strawberry sour taste. Not too torturing mouth and skin, but enough to ruin the peace after I had previously enjoyed the silence.

*open

The girl there wears a school uniform, looks still charming with short brown hair. His body was shorter than mine, his gaze a little blank with wide eyeballs. His mouth was closed, he could not speak, and could only open a little for his facial expression. But, as a whole his facial lines became stiff now.

I saw her, the girl standing while holding a note in hand. When I was done opening the door, he immediately thrust out the notebook.

Kaivan, why don't you go to school? Why didn't you answer my message? Your previous injury was okay, ‘kan?

“...”

Three consecutive questions.

I actually have no problem answering it all, there is no strange reason that might make him angry. It's just, I was a little annoyed because from the beginning he had already brought a wave of negative emotions.

“Amalia,” call me before answering. “You know, I just skipped one day, and you came straight to the house like gini.”

“...”

Amalia's response was a little firm, she bent her eyebrows and re-wrote her notes without loosening her emotional waves.

Then why didn't you reply to my message? I'm afraid you're okay.

“Mean HP? Yes, sorry. From the morning I have not held HP again,” answered me in a low tone that has been lazy to talk further. “But, now that you know I'm okay, ‘right? If that's all your business, now you can go home, Amalia.”

My heart is in bad shape now, I don't want to add to my misfortune by presenting Amalia with her emotional wave right now.

“No, no, Kaivan .. Our business to your house is also not to that extent.”

“Heh?”

Suddenly I heard the voice of an adult woman, a voice that I had known for a long time. However, it was not the kind of sound or what he said that surprised him, but the source of his voice coming from behind, from inside my house.

I turned around, looked and saw.

“Woi, Pero, you can't just walk into people's homes.”

There was Peter in his human form. He himself knew that his human form was now a little problematic if he did not use clothes. Therefore, he now appeared in a simple dress taken from the clothes on the balcony before.

“That's my brother's shirt, no one said you could borrow it,” I said cynically.

“Sorry for my sassness, Kaivan. But I beg you to be forgiven. I'm also tired of lecturing the two of you on dress codes.”

“...”

Actually I still have a little opinion about the clothes against him. Because Pero who with the form of women today uses a long shirt is not ironed which is also buttoned is also not neat. That's not bad, but it does make you sexier for some reason. But, one other thing I could research was his subordinates, he was wearing my shorts.

All right, well, I'll stop, I think it's my destiny to be bound by both of them.

“Huft ... hah .. if so go to the house, just sit on the sofa and tell me your business come here now.”

In the end, I was stuck with both of them. Any circumstance is easily conveyed to me. Pero and Amalia have now seen me as a united figure, they will talk to me if anything happens.

I didn't really want the position much, but there was indeed a sense of dread if the two of them did a lot behind me. Maybe this is the ideal situation.