Emotion Taster
Arc 1 Organic Trash: Chapter 15 - Why Do You Help Me
“...”
“...”
Imarine and I looked at each other. He looked at me with a threatening look. Even with the wave of his emotions now, it was not strange if he started to strike a revolt.
The aura he let out was also gripping, looking at me sharply without moving his mouth line. I didn't expect that someone like this was a bully who didn't fight.
*black
The sound of his footsteps. The girl started to walk around and wanted to ignore me who was standing in the middle of the fork. However, only until the three steps he did, his legs came back to a halt.
“...”
I walked up to him using wide, fast footsteps. Before she approached the bathroom door, my body first blocked her way. The distance between us became closer, making his emotional waves feel clearer. It was so thick, and full of negative feelings. His face down did not look at me, but somehow his angry and sad expression felt all the way to my heart.
For a man with trained muscles, he has a short body. Her height turned out to be only around my shoulder, slightly shorter than Amalia. With a relatively large breast size, normally people do not think he is a volleyball player.
“Can you not block the road?” ask the girl. The tone was a little rough as we always talk.
“Sorry, I can't.” I refused her request, but my voice sounded normal and there was no intention of even returning harshly.
“Ivan, please, I want to pass,” rephrase by softening his tone. Contrary to the first one, he humbled himself so that my heart softened and let it pass.
“I'm sorry, still can't do.” But, I still rejected it, although this time my answer also followed her more gently.
“...”
“...”
Imarine started to raise her face. Because of these actions, our eyes are only about twenty to thirty inches apart.
“Soide no?”
Jerking. In contrast to her first and second harsh words with gentle pleas, Imarine now let out trying to corner me. With a sharp gaze and a rising voice, he gave a threatening impression to his words.
“...”
Silent for a moment. I closed my eyes and shook my head at him.
Gentle rejection, even if she forced it, my answer remained the same about not being able to let it come to the three of them. It's weird that there are people like this. What kind of weakness did the perpetrator hold so that he could control this girl, what kind of grudge motivated them to do this.
“Ck.”
Imarine clicked his tongue. In contrast to calling the cat, this time he did so with great annoyance.
He took a step back, then came back forward to take the road beside me. Of course there are roads that are not covered, my body cannot possibly be wide enough to cover the entire passageway.
“Woi ...”
When he one step past my body from the side, I called out while trying to hold him back. This time not by blocking the column, but rather the direct action by holding his hand.
*Whoush ....
Emotional waves .. anger.
Buk.
“...”
Imarine lays down his punch. When I held his left hand, he ferociously gave me a fist with his right hand, pointing right at my face. However, as usual I was able to fend it off, making the direction of the blow miss a turn in the other direction.
Plaque.
Because of her movements, the girl was able to break away from my grip. After the first blow, his left hand clashed and was kicked until he slapped my arm. The snapping and pressure from him made the grip loose.
“Hah .. hah ...”
His breath gasping, angry emotions had mixed up filling the toilet hallway. If his anger was like this, there might be a fight.
“...”
It is very sad that my opponent is a female here. So, as much as possible I avoid that possibility.
Asking why he was angry would only increase the size of the fire. Just like before, it would be very annoying if a clueless person insisted on asking. The pretentious, the pretentious, but come as if patronizing.
Okay ... then.
“Ima ... are those three people your friends?”
“...!?”
*Whoush ....
Hn ....
Bingo.
I felt the waves of his emotions tremble. He was a little shaken by the guesswork.
“I still don't understand, why do you still think they're friends? It is clear that they are just benefits you make fun doank.”
“No! Is wrong! You know nothing!” he said while yelling at me, his face filled with annoyance. “They are not that ... they cannot be .. like that.”
Hn?
The emotional waves felt a little sour. The anger he let out suddenly faded and was replaced by doubt. Following the low voice, I could feel that something different was here.
Well, it looks like I was wrong. I should hand over Imarine's duties to Amalia.
The bathroom door is open. There were three female disciples who had previously attacked Imarine. They seemed to have been hooked up just now.
“Woi, Mom. You what— ah, you again.”
“...”
The leader girl named Azarin threw her gaze at me. It seemed like it was enough to make them recognize my face.
Hn?
“Ima? You want to get protection for this guy, ha?”
“It's a pity that I'm here because of my own wishes,”.
“...”
Azarin and I looked at each other again. The girl gave a cynical look, neither threat nor hatred. But, more to the sense of unease because it is disturbed by the atmosphere created.
*Whoush ....
Emotional waves.
So did I. His arrival made me feel different emotions of stress with Imarine. When we first met, I was not so conscious as to be mixed with the feelings of Imarine. The waves of emotion that Azarin released were more towards the bitter mixed taste of sand.
“Hah .. we go home,” Azarin told two friends beside her.
Of course she would not do any bullying in front of me. Although I did not defend, but the existence of men alone was enough to make criminals retreat. It was like a passive skill that all men possessed, an aura to protect the people around.
As they left, several times one of the three girls peered towards Imarine. Either a look of pity, or a look of threat, I did not see clearly. The waves of emotions I was feeling right now were too dense to detect such a small thing. But, I can understand that there really is something different about them.
Imarine still lowered her head. Since the appearance of the three girls, he has kept his face hidden from me as well as from them.
“...”
“...”
Almost a minute passed, the three girls had already gone far away from this place.
*Black.
Imarine took one step closer towards me. With his head still looking down, he started to raise his hands up, doing a shuffle to hit me again.
Unlike the usual, this time he did not let out any anger emotions. That fist pull also looked so weak as to be referred to as a punch, more like raising an ordinary fist.
“...”
Buk.
He hit me right into my chest, but it didn't feel at all. Just pushed me a few inches and didn't cause any pain.
“...”
But .., the punch made me tremble in horror, the waves of emotions bursting through the act. I can feel it .. The emotions of depression come out bigger.
*Whoush ....
“Why ...,” says Imarine in a lethargic voice.
“...”
Clack.
I clutched his right hand which was still stuck to his chest due to the blow earlier. Trying to calm down with all this pressure, I wanted to take some distance by getting rid of the hand.
“...!?”
Hng!?
But, just after I touched that hand, Imarine raised her face. I was so shocked, behind the bowing of his head and the great emotions of his depression just now, there was a girl who was crying.
“Why ... why didn't you let me pass?” he said he was holding back tears.
“...”
Her tears flowed long enough, not too much but enough to wet her entire cheek until it fell off her chin. His gaze was faint, his nose and cheeks flushed red, his mouth and teeth shaking like he was holding something back.
“They ...,” says Imarine with heavy breath. “Arin needs me, she can't be alone. I ... I have to be there, until I can clear everything.”
“...”
"You don't understand what Arin saw, what he experienced, what he felt, what he endured, what he endured, and what he fought against. She was filled with fear and pain, and now she still needs me. I have to be there, accompany him, let him get it all out."
I don't understand what he's saying, my power can only read emotions, not mind content. The cause of her sadness, the cause of her depression, as well as the meaning of her crying. I still wouldn't know if he didn't say it. All I can do now is take off my grip, make him free and move back.
“Kaivan,” call Imarine to me. “So, can you not bother me anymore?”
“...”
Whatisthis? Why with him this time? His tone, his face, his expression, and the waves of his emotions, everything that came out of him felt so tenderly asking me so. After all the harsh words and coercion he had put out, his actions this time were very different to his usual.
I swallowed spit. Trying to think clearly and keep my mind off the surge of emotions.
“Ima .. I—”
