Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 33 - New Room

The large room full of lights has a doorway. In addition to the booths and various doors where the participants came from, I also began to realize that there was a door that led to a new place.

My memory said that the way in the door was the right choice. Perhaps as a result of the magic planted, I have an instinct in this world. Some information when I asked in the mind just popped up. It's like a favor from 'help' when playing a real game.

I did ask the people there to immediately move places for later I will explain a little background about Hanz. But, before leaving the room, I slightly cleaned up the corpse there.

Farrel there did not like corpses, he was still afraid and chose to stay away from her. Brother Dina and Verdian left because both of them are still keeping their distance from me. Then, in the end all that really took care of it was me and Amalia. Peter, Imarine, and Azarin were just looking at and observing what I was doing.

Three bodies here I look carefully. Although it was a bit painful to walk on the surface of the bloody scuff, but I kept trying to get close to their bodies. In a careful way, I tried not to slip in the blood.

Each body has the same wound, which is on the neck and makes tremendous bleeding to make them die quickly. I don't know if this was intentional or not, but it looks like Hanz did do this to minimize his pain. Despite his intention to kill, he did so with the same effort as slaughtering livestock.

I was there closing their eyes to the corpses by rubbing one face downwards. A slight guilt formed when seeing each of their necks cut off. Like they were no longer worthy of being buried.

Besides closing my eyes, I was also there deciding to change their position. There's no way I'm now doing the corpse-management procedure until the end. Other than no preservatives, I am also an inexperienced layman.

My calmness in facing the corpse may seem strange, but some people like Imarine, Azarin, and Pero can accept it quickly. It seemed, I was indeed described as a person who had extraordinary calmness.

However, there I was more surprised by Amalia's calmness. Because he helped me lift the legs so that the three bodies are arranged in a neat alignment. He along with the corpse that was covered in blood and with the floor that was getting dirty could still survive without any vibration at all.

The witch girl probably felt fear and disgust at the same time as she approached the corpses. But, compared to those emotions, I felt more of her strong intention to help. It's like he's sacrificing his emotional side to help who really needs to be done. It was quite surprising, with his mute state I could feel his sense of responsibility to help others.

"Pero, is Amalia really okay help me like this? Wouldn't it be better if you helped?" just a little bit to make sure.

"We crows do bury other crows when they die. But, it doesn't change the fact that I don't understand your manners of taking care of the bodies," Pero said.

"Heh, you keep Amalia from many tasks, but instead make her love heavy duty like gini," I said a little complaining.

"I can use a little magic to calm Lia's emotions. This happened also when we fought Geza before."

"uh? Can you use magic like that? Then why are you tormenting me as much as Amalia's emotions," I replied complaining a little jokingly.

"It's just a remnant of magic when the murder just took place. This magic is quite complicated and requires a long preparation. I can't use it all the time at random times exactly as you complained, Kaivan."

"Ah .. yes, you must have said something like that."

The situation where when I needed Pero instead evaded and considered my needs smaller than the effort he spent. But, well, that doesn't mean it's exhaustion.

I saw Amalia, she did her job well without complaining like me. But, that is why it becomes a pain of its own.

"Tch," Imarine on the other end began to click his tongue.

For a moment I thought that the big-breasted girl wanted to curse me.

Hn?

But there he helped me. Unafraid of the bloodshed, she began to be moved by seeing Amalia helping out. When Imarine intervened, Azarin was there to help. The work became much easier, the speed of work to shift the corpse lasted faster.

"Kaivan, do you know why the person you call Hanz killed these people?" asked Pero who seemed to realize I was starting to finish the task.

"Oh, I might know Hanz lately. But I don't know the three people he killed" I said, looking at three bodies there.

All I know is their clothes. Two people here wear traditional clothes and it is clear that this is an old material that is not an imitation. That is, this clothing is indeed original from his time, at least not the goods used for the stage of art or the like.

From the beginning I didn't really know where Hanz lived before I got to my town. The possibility of him coming from a place with strong customary values still exists. Whatever happens, one thing is certain that these three people do have a relationship with Hanz. In fact, the little boy he was carrying also clearly had a special bond with the man.

"The three of them are dead."

"..."

I finished trying to get up and leave the place. Trying not to continue the conversation and as promised will tell everything when re-assembled. However, my attention shifted for a moment, Azarin there still looked down at the corpse while muttering so.

"The man named Hanz said these three people were dead. So, they are definitely fake," Azarin explained in a sad tone.

"That's just his opinion" I replied in defense.

"You don't have to defend me, Kaivan. Everyone must think that too. I'm not asking to be defended now. I also know that I was dead—"

"Enough," cut me to stop Azarin from speaking. "Now we have to cooperate, not kill each other," and then move on.

"..."

The emotional wave in the neighborhood had already worsened when Hanz took action. I don't want to leave a lot of impressions that make me tormented any further. Here the situation worsened not because of the existence of the case, but also the concern for each of them did not become the next victim.

It's bright here, so bright that it makes the impression that this place feels hot. However, my mouth and skin were filled with a cold feeling of fear.

People alternately leave the body. I as the main person who takes care of the corpse has moved away, of course the other remaining people are similar. Imarine, Azarin, Amalia, and Pero gradually also walked up and approached the door to the other room.

*open ....

I opened the door, there were already a few people waiting and was assessing the room. Sister Dina initially seemed to be thinking and judging, Verdian should also sharpen the dexterity of being vigilant, while Farrel looks unconcerned and prefers to be silent waiting for my arrival.

The next room is not too bright, the contents are not filled with lights, but more like a thick carpet anti sound on each side.

*Whoush ....

Memory appears again, the flow where the question of the meaning of this room began to be solved. Not the result of the analysis, but answered itself when thinking so. Again, magic power makes me able to answer all that.

This place has six rooms, as said before, I need to decide who will be my partner later.