Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 20 - Start Forward and Depart Soon

I don't know what hit Dina's sister, she didn't give me a little explanation so I could understand her suffering. But that doesn't mean I'm completely unconscious.

Of course with the emotion detection ability, I can still feel what is pressing down on his heart, what he feels in the moments he is facing me. The twist on the awkwardness of fear and panic gathered clearly in my mouth. That's why, I still help him even though he is not given clarity.

I might say that giving money takes a reason. Like parents who are asked for big money by their children, of course parents will ask the purpose of their children ask. A superior who is getting a big money demand from subordinates, of course he will also ask the purpose of the money. In fact, in the family, someone who is in trouble will be asked what the money is used for later.

Not wrong, and it makes sense. When someone is asked what money is for, he is making sure that the money he gives goes in the right direction. Giving money to people with personal trash like foya-foya would certainly be annoying.

However, this time was different, I looked at Brother Dina when it was not so.

He's in a unique problem. From language, sound, expression, and of course emotional waves, all can be clearly drawn. At that point, I realized that the problem he was facing was at the level of the problem forbidding him to talk.

Like giving to a beggar, I don't need to know his background as a beggar. If I want to give, I will give, even if a little rough if I symbolize this case as a beggar.

“Hmn ...”

From that moment I was contemplating, always passing through the color of the yellow lights in the eyes. Constantly, or sometimes suddenly.

The night itself should be dark, the light of the billows is not able to illuminate every corner of the earth's surface. So, the light source that I got came from the lights, the light poles with yellowish light that lined up along the highway.

Yeah, right, I'm on the highway. Precisely inside the public transport bus leaning against the window saw a reflection towards the highway.

Beside me, or rather beside my seat was Amalia. He sat there giving distance to each other. Maybe as an instinct, or a shame, or maybe just because we were treated to the opportunity of an empty night bus, we are not sitting close together now.

We are now in low hours, not too late but already past the active period to be able to enjoy the empty public transportation. If asked where we were going, of course the answer would be where the source of the magic wave that Pero said.

Our departure was only about an hour after Brother Dina came out of my house. After that I, Amalia, and Pero decided to rush off to a related place. With a little bit of preparation and a short dinner of my instant treats, we were already halfway there.

My social relationships have been in a strange state lately. Amalia, Imarine, and Brother Dina, everyone there lately has been a little cold to me. Me and with every woman it's like being blocked by the wall—even though I still don't know what wall formed there.

Imarine scolded me for something, but he was very sure that he was not personally angry. It was as if he said he was upset because I thought he was upset. Without being able to correct or at least gain clarity about my mistake, the two of us have yet to meet again.

Amalia is a little weird too. Lately I don't understand what he's thinking, he's kind of attached to me for some obscure reason. If I deduce he wants to utilize my ability to gather mana, it feels counter to his worries all along. When someone who's puffed up his chest is willing to touch her breasts, I can only tilt my brow in confusion.

Then, Brother Dina, this time also in a vulnerable position. Our brother's relationship has never been this severe, his slap and jolt at the time was really a stabbing pain. Even so, our meeting at home was a little normal, for some reason I and he had a habit of forgetting the problem of fighting for a while.

It's like empty time, when sister Dina gets angry, she will stay away to forget a moment of her anger until one safe time we meet a new face. It's not that we forget about problems, but we try to be professional considering we live in the same house. Even though he was acting normally, the waves of his emotions were still turbulent. Although we didn't look awkward, the two of us were actually holding it together.

Huft .. hah ....

It also felt a little quiet in one position. So, while breathing long, I changed my sitting position from leaning to the window to upright facing forward.

*Stare~

“Hn?”

I felt it, a look and an instinct where my brain felt it was being watched. It is a general ability, some articles that I read do say that humans do have this ability.

The atmosphere of the bus was deserted, the only thing I knew of was the existence just across the side. So ....

*glance

“...!?”

I glanced at Amalia, moving my neck along with a precise line of sight towards the girl.

“...”

“...”

Even so, what I saw now was Amalia who was avoiding the gaze.

I could feel it, his emotional wave momentarily moving just as I wanted to turn around, a mild shock in which he slightly panicked wanting to be caught. In fact, I still think how stupid he is to keep that from me.

The girl sat with her back perpendicular, fixed her eyes parallel to mine so as not to stare, and pretended to be a little clumsy to put two hands over her thighs.

I don't understand Amalia, she's different from the usual women who are very good at lying. This girl seems to be small and useless in many ways because of her immaturity.

Hello, Kaivan, do you hear me?

“Hn?”

A telepathic call, buzzing inside my head instantly.

Of course it comes from Pero. Unlike that day which he was in a bird cage, this time the raven demon was carried and placed in a carrying case carried by Amalia. The limitations of preparation for time and efficiency make him need to sacrifice to be carried like an inanimate object.

“What's up?” I whispered a little towards the wall so as not to be noisy.

I don't know where you're going right now, but I'd like to ask you to have Amalia rearrange her bag position. You know, my wings are a little crooked and my seat is depressed. So, please, I might faint here.

I looked towards Amalia again, precisely at the bag carried where there was a Pero in the form of a crow. The size of the bag is included in a small, when compared to a bird cage, of course, he is generally being squeezed now.

What can I do.

“Woi, Amalia,” call me in a low voice locking eyes towards her.

“...?”

*Pat ....

I gently patted the left side of the seat next door while saying, “Sit here, don't get far from me.”

“...?”

Amalia certainly responded, she looked at me and looked at me for a moment, tilting her head while making an expression of doubt. But, in the end he also decided to comply, lifting his butt from the seat and moving right beside me.

I don't see any reason she should stay away from me now. But, from the beginning I was also not too close to the girl personally, so maybe this is a normal relationship.

This bus road feels smooth, there is no change in speed until the conditions on the bus are stable. So, Amalia was also able to smoothly move. Although the emotional waves from him were thick and irritated me, but that doesn't mean it's an excuse to treat him badly.

“Amalia, just open the bag to let Pero out,” I said pointing to the Amalia bag that was being placed on her thigh bench.

Initially Amalia responded slowly, she still asked me what I ordered her to do so. But, on the other hand he also began to understand, the quiet state of the bus still made it possible to take out Pero without anyone looking.

Not long after the zipper was opened, the crow immediately came out. He walked by slithering towards my thigh while limply flapping his two wings. Just looking at it, I already knew that the bird was running out of energy.

Ah .. finally free.

Pero's real words were only heard by me.

“You know, from the beginning I never usulin you make into a bag kayak gini. As long as you are a peaceful good bird, just perched on the shoulders and do not disturb, people will also not care,” said I who welcomed Peter on the lap of the thigh.

I have been to residential areas that are still nuanced rural, there are not infrequently people who bring their chickens into public transportation. On the one hand, I've seen some scenes of passengers casually carrying their cat or pet dog. That means, as long as it doesn't bother others, it's natural.

That might be your opinion. But I am a crow. People's portrayal of me as an unlucky animal is quite traumatizing.

“So bad omen that old gossip time people do not know much technology. Anyway, one crow appears in the eyes does not make it scary, if you come with all the new colonies can make another story.”

Even so, I want to be able to reduce the visibility with them.

“Heh, you said that while perching a break in the thigh. The edges are also no one wants to enter the stuffy in the bag.”

I don't know what it's like to be locked up in a dark, unstable little place, and at the same time I don't want to experience it either. Maybe I like a narrow place like a room that can make me calm, but the narrow place will be comfortable if it is big enough for me to make basic movements.

Pero staggered walking using his claw. It is quite unique to see birds in such conditions. But, I knew he was exhausted from being tired from being put in a bag. So, when she dropped her body on the thigh, I reflexively rubbed her head and massaged some of her wings as a relaxation service.

*Touch, touch ....

“Hn?”

When I was busy stroking the feathers of the crow, I felt a soft touch from the side. It was Amalia, and I quickly turned to her.

“...”

“...”

Our eyes were fixed for a moment, but of course he could not reply with a voice.

“What's up?” I'm the one who loosens the expression.

“...”

“Hn?”

The girl also took notes on me, like the usual way she communicated with me. But, in contrast to the usual where he put the notes to face, this time he is more subtle by sliding the notes parallel to the stomach like my colleague who gives cheat.

Kaivan, do you speak bird language? Why did you get to talk to Pero when he was a crow?

Write it on the note.

Ah .. yes, it turns out this information is still new to him.