Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 28 - The Artificial World

Girl with long shoulder-length hair, a little shorter height than me, a well-built body, and a larger than average chest size. With a sharper look than other women, Imarine calmly invited me to speak.

“Ivan, so your hand is now healed?” asked Imarine who saw my hands were not tied.

“No, I have not recovered,” I replied without a doubt. “We are now in an artificial world, I was forced to be brought here with everyone else. But, I didn't know that you were also logged in here.”

“Artificial world? Hah ... What do you want now? Not enough you crushed your hands with your feet before?”

Imarine spoke while complaining, he looked at me like he was staring at a burden. He was now representing the tired expression that I should have felt.

*Whoush ....

Hn?

Emotional waves?

I was a little surprised, because I guess initially in this artificial world I played a role and was unable to use my powers as usual.

There I could feel the waves of emotion. The sour taste of worry and the cold of fear. Although his face felt calm, but it turned out that he also still harbored emotions in his heart.

“Originally you know, I have also tried not to interfere with this problem. Cuman, my opponent who forced me to enter,”, I replied evasively to blame.

“Iya already, whatever. Now just tell me what to do?”

“First maybe we should go into that door,” I said while pointing in one of the directions in the corner of the room.

Our place is now in a special room. Here is nothing but a door on one side that has no idea where it leads. There were no windows, no furniture, only one ventilation hole in the ceiling.

“There we will know what to ask. Maybe it looks like magic, illustrations, or commands that make us play one game.”

“You're sure it's not a trap?” ask Imarine who is still in doubt.

“No, no, I'm sure it's.”

“Where can you know?”

“The purpose of the person behind this is all just want to play the game. He has prepared us for a special world set to play a role here. There's no way he's killing us in vain.”

At least now, the game has not started and there is nothing interesting just by seeing our reactions being called to its new world. I'm sure he'll be more stalling, or something like warming up before until he enjoys the fun of seeing games played.

His persistence to throw away self-esteem to force me into the game can explain that. If he wanted to kill me head-on, he wouldn't use a long-winded manner like taking me to another world.

“You seem to know a lot, have you previously been explained?” asked Imarine who was still standing.

“Actually that's part of my own analysis. If you have any doubts, you can stand behind me for protection.”

“Neg, thanks. If you're sure you're not dead, I also don't mind being in front of.”

Imarine was there to start walking, this time he stepped his feet quite quickly leaving a room that was about seven square meters.

“Hnm ..?”

I didn't follow her straight away, more like a moment of silence while watching the girl walk past me with a focused gaze looking over. When our position had changed— where Imarine was closer to the door than I am now, the girl turned back her body.

“Why again? Didn't you tell me to go to the door now?” asked Imarine who charged me to move quickly.

“No, I just thought a little. Why are you calm now. In fact, you are again trapped in a foreign world without knowing whether to go out or not.”

Normally women may overreact, such as not wanting to move because of fear or anger is unclear.

“It is wrong?” timpal Imarine with a countering tone. “Atau .. you prefer a crybaby who asks for help and noisy time clamp kayak gini?”

“Not really, I just asked. If this is really your nature, I am grateful so do not need to calm down mentally before starting.”

My words closed the conversation. With a calm demeanor, I began to catch up with Imarine who was near the door. Once the distance between us was close, the big-breasted girl continued on her way and understood that I was going to follow.

Girls like Imarine are pretty easy to work with. His decision-making was quick and he was not dependent on anyone. He can be a great and independent person, with a little skill, I'm sure he'll be a successful person.

However, on the other hand I also have a little thought. Sometimes in a few seconds when the girl decides, there is a wave of conflicting emotions. I might have thought, although women seem to have a strong nature, but still inside her is a woman who needs someone's support.

If I told her like that directly, maybe she'd be acting pretty strong. So, it's better if I create a situation where he will receive help by accident. An activity in which he will not be damaged by his self-esteem if he receives help. When I think like this, I think that Imarine does have a tomboyish nature.

Huft .. hah ....

Some time passed, I walked right behind Imarine for a few minutes at a constant speed. After the door in the room passed, we were here walking down a long hallway. There was no window, no door on the side, just a straight path to the other door at the end.

Although it can be seen with the naked eye, but still the distance is quite far. Maybe it's like we're moving from building one to building two, or maybe it's like we're following the flow of the hallway at the airport.

“Hmn ... so this is the end, yes,” I said behind Imarine who was still staring at the door. “What's up? You don't want to open the door?” then I continued to ask.

“Out there, I heard the sound.”

“Hoo .. if so who entered this world is not the two of us.”

“...”

*Whoush ....

“Hn?”

Emotional waves.

“So, you don't like anyone else here,” I said a bit concluding seeing Imarine's silent response alongside his emotional wave.

“Why did you say that?” ask the girl with a little jerking.

“I can still rasain your emotional wave. Now there is a sense of disappointment, the opposite sense of pleasure.”

“Do not think. It might just be you mistaken. You could have mistakenly smelled the smell because your mouth is close to the nose.”

*Whoush ....

“Ah, there is another,” I said that ignored his command line.

The emotional waves this time were a little spicy, sorely piercing my nose and skin simultaneously.

“What's there again?” asked Imarine in a cynical tone.

“Yes, why are you, Ima? Is it a matter of time we are not both?”

“Tch, ah .. I said you don't have to think,” he said as he continued to dodge and immediately opened the door in front.

I thought back to what he was thinking. Sometimes I don't know what this girl is thinking either. Although he has a slightly tomboyish nature, but still his complicated feelings and feelings still hold strong towards women in general.

*sex

The door opened, and there I was greeted by a bright light. I was behind Imarine, but still the squinting response was unavoidable.

I held my hand up, closing off some of the light that led to my eyes. Together with a new look, I looked straight at the center of the room I was facing.

One, two, three, four .. eh? There much?

The large room, circular like the dome of the planetarium, shines brightly like the main light in the mall hall, and is filled with people like a meeting room. The group of people gathered in the middle of the room with their respective sides of the territory, standing as if waiting for an announcement from the ceremonial builder.

When I and Imarine came, all the views were on us. We looked like we were bringing new information to them.

Their numbers are not too many. As we were walking closer, I briefly tried to recalculate them in detail. Then, it was found that it turned out that the people gathered numbered eleven people.

“Woah, Ivan. It turns out that there really is you here.”

Of those people, I finally saw one more person I knew. At first they were too far away to be recognized by his face, with the excess illumination, nor could I see with the details of his face.

But, once the distance started to cut, I started to be able to recognize it. The voice that came to me was Farrel, he was one of the men who became classmates. Although various events have made us rarely meet, but of course I did not forget it from memory.

Imarine there gave me a way, she was like reading a situation and stepping aside to let me and Farrel communicate.

“I'm here? What's more surprising is why are you here, Farrel?”

“Not really, really. The one here is not just me.”

Farrel turned his face, giving directions with his head so I could see what was behind him.

Oh ....

There I was surprised again. The members of everyone who was there turned out to be people I knew. From the right side and the other end, I can say his name.

Amalia, she's wearing a school uniform standing up hiding her body. Then, of course Pero, he with his human form wears a loose shirt outfit without subordinates accompanying Amalia.

In the other corner, I saw Brother Dina. She was in casual clothes a loose t-shirt with jeans commonly worn to be distinctive. Then, there turned out to be a figure who looked at me cynically, sister Dina's boyfriend Verdian.

It might be strange if I saw this with clarity, but Verdian's presence standing close to him made me remember the bad events. Because I also have not forgotten the incident when beating and hitting it many times. He with a leather jacket still looked firmly as if forbidding me from approaching sister Dina.

On the other hand, it turns out there is also Hanz. In thick black-covered clothes, the man looked blankly at the whole neighborhood like a blind man. Maybe because the light here is too bright. In accordance with what was mentioned earlier, he was a little sensitive to over-lighting.

He was with a lot of people there, about four others were standing nearby. They wear a variety of clothes that are quite strange, two of them wear traditional clothes, another only wears a thin cloth made of potluck made into negligee, and one of them is a, and lastly is a little kid in shabby clothes with a more modern design.

I didn't go near Hanz this time. He who was standing in the middle of the crowd ‘tak is known to cause its own wall.

“A-Arin ..?”

Hn? Arin ...?

I heard the voice from the side, on the side where Imarine was. I quickly turned to him, and I found a surprising fact.

Imarine ran small, approaching one side towards someone who had previously passed from my vision. He sped up his pace, and approached without even doing the slightest brake. Until at the end ....

“Arin!”

*hug

Imarine hugged the person there tightly, thrusting her body tightly together to keep it from separating.

“You, you're alive!?”

“...”

Not possible ....