Emotion Taster
Arc 1 Organic Trash: Chapter 10 - Must Die
Bullying, intentional aggressive behavior that uses an imbalance of power or power. The perpetrator usually uses the amount to corner one of his victims.
I don't understand what I'm proud of that behavior. But, it turns out the perpetrator can invite people around to do bullying together. People who are invited and become a member usually just want to get a safe position. Avoid the possibility of being a victim, like being an active smoker to not be a passive smoker.
“...”
After hearing the word bullying in my mouth. Pero's face changed, the crow woman who had originally emitted a relaxed adult aura now turned sharp. His hands clasped each other, raised parallel to the mouth with elbows touching the table. Pose and his face look like a serious questioner at a job interview.
“Tadi ... You said bully?”
I looked at the woman's face steadily, then slowly nodded answering her question.
“Why are you asking me this?” continues asking.
“I need reference. If it's true that crows are smart, maybe they can overcome this.”
Peter looked back at me. He went back into silence while occasionally looking around.
“What was the victim female?” he said seriously while squinting.
“... Yes.”
I can make sure he's not a man. Clearly visible from her body shape, Imarine is a woman.
“Then the culprit must die.”
“... Ha!?” I said with a confused and confused face.
“Use your beaks— ah, but you don't have, well. Hmn ..., what are you more comfortable like? Biting ... or beating people to death?”
Woi, woi .. wait a minute.
“This is kidding, ‘kan? Why is it suddenly murder?”
“Ivan, if you ask me, that's my answer. We crows have a hard rule in the colony. The crow judge must have ordered the accused crow to be violent on the female crow to die. I've seen it before, and indeed the judge in my colonic at the time required all the crows to see. Seconds the accused crow was pegged to death.”
It's a long way off with what I expected. It's true that Pero has a wise person and somehow I feel like talking to smart people.
“...”
But, still this does not change the fact that the woman in front of me is not actually human. He had a different life history, a different way of life, and of course different rules. There's no way I'm using this advice right now.
“I know ... You definitely do not accept it, ‘kan? I was a crow, I became an animus because I wanted to be human. Until now I still do not understand the entire human conscience, therefore we need users to collect which emotional breakdown.”
All right, so asking Pero for a liver injury treatment solution is useless. He has no viewpoint as a human being.
“To understand human feelings, use the human itself,” my murmur in after hearing Peter's rant earlier.
“Well, right,” replied the woman nodded. “Maybe get here only. My time is completely up today.”
“Oke, thank you. I'll come again if you have any questions.”
Peter began to turn his chair around behind me.
“Ah .. there is one more,” said the woman without glancing. “I did not lie about the punishment given when hurting women. So, Ivan,” press it with a bit of cynicism. “Do not until it happens to Lia.”
Amalia is not a crow, but Peter considers her part of his family. The threat he made was real, I could feel the emotion of the threat from him.
“Ho .. so you have the ability to kill me? With crow's beak and claws?” answer me who tries not to get carried away.
“Crow Birds are also vengeful. We can remember human faces, we can distinguish between people who behave well and those who do not. Just like humans, the claws and beak are not the only weapons," Pero said with a slight bluff. "The bottom line is, I don't know what way I'll do it later when you hurt Lia.”
So, does that mean he'll find another way to torture me slowly? Ahaha ... pretty scary.
“Quiet ... I won't do it.”
After all I was also not allowed by my own ability to do that. Both physical and mental injuries, both of them will have a back effect on me. I wouldn't do a bad thing to a guy who gives cluster headaches like rest today.
*posh.
A cloud of smoke that appears to cover Pero's change back into a crow. I'm a little curious if she I can communicate with her in the form of a bird, but I won't ask her now.
The atmosphere became quiet, Pero who was in the form of a crow flew and entered the room deeper through the air gap above the door.
“Amalia .. You are there, ‘kan?”
I felt a wave of emotion approaching.
“Wait, don't come here first,” said follow me to prevent it. “I just wanted to say that I will go home by myself later. At school, I keep my distance. So, can you give me a phone number so we can talk more easily?”
I waited for a while, but Amalia did not answer.
Well ... of course because he was mute, he couldn't answer.
I took a few steps back to get a safe distance, called Amalia to get out, and then asked for her phone number by way of long-distance paper. Communication techniques we previously did on the trip today.
After all the business was done, I hurt the paper with the phone number and went home.
***
I came home late today. The journey to the place of Pero and all his affairs turned out to take quite a lot of time. Despite of all that, what makes the old may be Amalia's actions with her note paper.
Now I'm at the back of the house. From here I can feel the smell of the food being cooked. Seen from the shadows of the window if there is someone who is using the kitchen.
Of course it's my brother.
I opened the back door, entered after putting the shoes in place.
“Van .. very fitting you come. Can you help sister for a minute?”
Actually I feel tired after a lot happened today. Another tiring day, and once I thought I could relax, the person in front of me gave me extra work instead.
“What help?”
But I don't want to refuse. It wasn't every day that she asked for help, and if I refused while doing so, the girl would let out negative emotions. One of my weaknesses.
“Kakak again cook the parchment, you help crush the potatoes, well.”
“Oh .. okay, but briefly, change clothes first on top.”
After wearing casual clothes, I returned to the kitchen to help my brother. The menu this time was potato parchment, he had finished frying, so my job was to pulverize it along with the seasoning.
“How's your school, Van?”
My brother is now preparing kale stir-fry ingredients as an additional side dish. I'm only here to help, the main chef is still the girl. So, when I was pulverizing potatoes, he took the initiative to mix the dough with his selected spices.
“School? It feels amazing, brother. It was fun like a dream garden. His teacher kindly chargers science all the way to the house, keep his friends attention help each other test time.” I said flatly.
“Why do you always prefer when asked about it?”
“Do not know the answer is also why ask? My school hasn't changed, so-so.”
I finished pulverizing the potatoes. Then prepare to the next stage to form it round.
“Stop, Ivan. Brother alone made his bullet. If the same you make it like big.”
“...”
What can I do, my hand is bigger than her. Despite being warned to minimize it, I somehow still returned to the initial form that he said was big.
From there, Dina took over. Instead he gave me another task in the form of cutting onions as a seasoning stir-fry kale.
“Keep, you in school already have a boyfriend?”
Urging back sister Dina brought the conversation towards my personal life.
“Despite have, why do I tell you,” I said while cutting onions.
“Hmn .. so you don't have, yes,” answers who are forming potato paste dough.
“...”
Actually I don't care about not being or having a boyfriend. It's just, I get annoyed when there are people who sympathize because I don't have it.
“Where is Simpulin's sister from? I didn't say I didn't have.”
“People have girlfriends to show off, Van. If you are secret, it means that your relationship is forbidden, just a fad, or actually does not have.”
“And why did I get into the last choice?”
“First and second choice seems impossible. Continues, when we chat, you until sad to shed tears.”
*Srkhk ....
I suck the air in my nose hard, making the mucus come back inside. And continued by wiping the area around the eyes with sleeves. For affirmation, even though everyone knows ....
“This is a tear from onions.”
“Ahaha .. yes, yes ...”
“...”
Noisy. I was annoyed by the tone and wave of emotions that sympathized with it.
“Ah.”
*block.
Hn?
I glanced towards my brother at the side. The girl's hand stopped moving, she wasn't forming dough. The direction of his gaze did not look at the pan, but rather down towards the soles of his feet.
"..."
Following his eyes, I realized what was happening. The mysterious voice just now turned out to be a potato paste dough that fell to the floor due to the carelessness of the maker.
“Sip, that one is yours yes, Van,” said brother Dina casually.
“Woi, just throw away why!?” I answered a little upset.
After a few minutes, my kitchen assistant finally finished. The rest is just a light job that can be handled alone. I'm now changing jobs to be a janitor.
“Sister likes to ask boyfriend-girlfriend keeps. Does your own sister have?”
“Ehehe ..” Brother Dina who chuckles a little. “Sister now has a girlfriend, donk. Awesome, ‘kan?”
“...”
I was a little surprised by my brother's words. Not because of his sudden words, but something else.
Hn? Whatisthis?
“From when did you have a boyfriend?”
Along with the sentence that came out, he did not lie. But ....
“New yesterday, kok.”
There was a slight awkwardness in his emotional wave. I don't feel the sweet taste of the emotion of falling in love. It is true that there are happy feelings, but the time one day after the anniversary should still leave a sweet taste in the wave of his emotions.
"..."
Ah, stupid time.
I don't care if she's dating for money or a promise of an fiance that's not based on love. It has no effect on my life.
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