Emotion Taster

Emotion Taster
Arc 1 Organic Rubbish: Chapter 13 - Parking Lot



Crings ... crings ....


The next day on Friday. As before, I set off again to meet Imarine with him to eat. Along with a package of bread, wafers, and mineral water, I went to a special area in the unused building the last time we met.


“...”


But, when I got there, Imarine wasn't there. From a certain radius I actually knew that the girl did not come, but I kept checking to make sure with my eyes. It's not a big deal. Want five or even ten times he hid, I will still be able to find him.


I walked through this special area twice, walked around from the teacher's room, the hall room, and returned to the unused building. However, Imarine's wave of depression I didn't feel.


Hmn ....


I was thinking of going to the area at first. But, I paled earlier because I didn't think that Imarine was there.


My normal emotional wave detection radius is about fifteen meters. But, for strong emotions I can feel even further. In the case of Imarine now, I could feel it at a distance of about twenty to twenty-five meters, almost double that.


I walked to the parking lot of my school. Being one way with unused building area to go to the main gate. The conditions there are very dusty, smell of sand, low humidity, and have hot temperatures. All those conditions are not favorable for people to be comfortable eating here, plus I don't see a clean place to sit.


“...”


But ..., even so .. I can feel it. The emotional waves of depression belong to Imarine. The feeling grew more intense as I walked along the rows of motorcycles that filled the parking lot.


Until I finally found the girl. He was sitting in one of the empty places. With the foundation of the wall that has a small terrace on which he sits, a narrow place on the sidelines of the motorcycle row he forced to serve as a place to eat.


“...”


The spoon movement of the girl stopped, her attention was completely distracted by me who was now standing in front.


“Why are you here?” ask Imarine.


“Sorry, I should have asked. Why are you eating here ..., Ima?”


Uh, ehehe .. just this time I saw a pathetic creature sitting alone eating in the parking lot. Isn't there a better place.


“Make avoidance of your kayak,” he replied as he wrapped his food. “Hah .. whereas I'm sure that you won't think of coming here.”


“Yeah, you're smart. I did not expect that you are here,” said I who took a step back to give way to the girl. “Who also thought of eating in place of oil smell and full of heat engine motor.”


Imarine stood up from her seat. I can shoot from his movements if he wants to go walking out of the line of this bike. That's why I took a step back earlier.


“Continue, why you can be here now.”


“Unfortunately I am the one who can feel the cry of your heart wherever you go,” I replied.


Even in reality, the feeling I felt was the foul scent of organic waste. I'm not that stupid to say this to her. After all, people tend not to believe what I say.


“...”


Imarine walked, stepped away and turned his back to me. He leads to the inner area of the school.


“Woi, now where are you going?”


“Because you are here, so I have no reason to stay in the parking lot.”


“Replace any place, but I want to ask you not to hit me when I follow from behind.”


“The first thing you should be aware of, it's a sign that I don't like you to follow.”


“I can't tell you myself. If you want, I can take place with Amalia.”


“Amalia ...? Ah, the mute girl.”


“...”


“Do I have no choice for myself? I hate it even more if the girl is here replace you.”


Oh ... Maybe that bad feeling comes from Imarine's negative emotions about Amalia.


“Very bad, even though he just wants to meet you,” said I who continue to follow him from behind. “Mumpung there are still people who care, you should accept and do not have to be alone like gini.”


“I don't like that girl's look. He looked at me like I was the one who suffered the most. I hate it when people pompous sympathy.”


“...”


Well, I don't mean I don't understand his feelings. There were times where I thought so too. Even so, the actions he took were too extreme. Because of this, new problems arise.


“Originally you know, I am also here also sympathizing with you. If I'm okay?”


“Gak. Actually I also hate .. let alone you are a man,” he said firmly answering my question. “But, still more mending. I understand your purpose in helping that person more to yourself. It's not that I look tormented or see I'm a pathetic person. Which means, you are here because you have another purpose.”


Hm?


“Where did you simpulin it from?” I asked Imarine. “In my opinion you are also a sad person, to the point of going out to eat alone in the parking lot of motor.”


“And why would anyone come to the motor park? People like that even more no work.”


Of course it's all because of my power.


We arrived at the unused building of the school. The place that I and Imarine used to eat together yesterday.


After arriving, the girl unhesitatingly took the most comfortable seat. Pull out one clean seat left, and use it as his lunch spot. Here I went back to using a dirty floor terrace, this place was not even touched by the school janitor.


“Until when are you here?”


“Until you finish eating. Why why anyway? Wouldn't it be better to eat with other people?


Even though what I feel now is eating together the aroma of organic waste.


“Hah ... You also have, right? Times where you don't want to be disturbed by others.”


“Ah, correct. There indeed. Moments I have to be alone.”


And for my case, it's almost every day. Resting from exhaustion due to the many waves of emotions I felt throughout the day.


“Then, when can you stay with me alone? I've been lazy to find somewhere else to eat.”


“If you're better than Azarin and his two friends, I don't need to worry about you anymore.”


“...”


Hm?


Imarine suddenly did not reply. The waves of his emotions slightly changed to form a different current. I can't explain in detail because it's too short and too biased in the middle of a wave of intense depression.


 


 


Our conversation was interrupted, Imarine did not reply and returned to focus on his food.