Emotion Taster

Arc 1 Organic Waste: Chapter 17 - Vibrate Mobile

“Shut up on-bully time? Not that it's common. Time people are bullied and constantly bullied because he also does not want or even can not fight. If you see and realize there is bullying, usually the person has long started to be bullied.”

“Not, meaning—” Before I finish the sentence, my tongue first stops because of the moment of thought.

Wait, from the beginning the case that befell Imarine is a little abnormal. The girl wasn't quiet when bullied, she was more like going to be bullied.

At first I thought that Azarin had held the disgrace or weakness of Imarine as a threat to him to obey orders. However, different things I have known today. Imarine's emotions were slightly different, when she talked about the case, neither resentment nor anger was directed at Azarin. The only thing I felt was sadness, loneliness, and something that ended up like regret, or sin.

The actions and words of Imarine at that time .. seemed to ask me not to save him from the abyss of bullying.

At first I thought it was because it was meant to avoid any back effects. When a bully victim is caught trying to call for help, she will receive treatment many times worse than before. It's like torturing a captured inmate trying to escape. However, the thing that Imarine experienced was different. Compared to fear, the waves of emotions and the content of his words are more directed toward worry.

“...”

“Mean ...? What do you mean, Van?”

Uh.

I realized because of the voice of Brother Dina who called me. As a result of the daydream, my hands stopped working on cleaning the dishes. I immediately continued my work, there were only two kitchen utensils left and the work was done.

“OK, Brother. Just skip the problem of why people want to bully. Now I ask how to solve the problem.”

“He .. why did you suddenly jump? I think you know something, why not tell me first what you thought just now?”

Because I know the previous conversation was useless to me now. Today's stamina is very limited, of course I want to finish all of this as soon as possible.

“I'll tell you later. So, tell me first, about how to let the bully stop?”

“Woah, you want to be a hero for bully victims? Sister turned out to be great.”

That might be a compliment. But, I did not feel the happy emotion of the remark. It's more like a mocking or pleasantry remark from him.

“Yes, maybe it's like that. So, can you help me find out how?”

But I continued that word. Not that the lies he said were bitter or sour. He just wanted to talk to me more with a little bit of a joke.

“Unfortunately my sister doesn't know either. If you know, maybe you've become BP's teacher advisor. The case of bullying itself for teachers is a problem that is difficult to solve.”

Ah, right too. If it was that easy I asked how to solve it, this case from the beginning would be finished without my help.

“If so, I will find it myself,” I said while leaving because I finished washing dishes. “Thank you for everything, Brother Dina.”

“Ahaha ..” laugh my sister with casual. “Why do you sometimes like to use that raw language? Just relax.”

I sometimes use it on some people as a form of watch. Somehow the tone of speech and expression can make people afraid, surprised, or offended. And as always, those people will let out negative emotions that make me sick.

However, in my brother's case, I did it as a form of joke. He is not offended by rude speech, but can emit positive emotions by speaking kind words.

Changing the way you talk to be polite takes a long practice. For a person with strength like me, it was not uncommon for a harsh tone to come out in annoyance to hold negative emotions around.

Hoam ....

The drowsiness made me yawn pretty big. Even when I had a bath and was at school, the heavy feeling in my eyes was still left behind.

“...”

Saturday, where the school is only running for half a day. But that doesn't mean half a day of school will be quiet. Weekends like this, active exkul will do its activities. This made the people spread evenly throughout the school, as a result of which my safe place was reduced.

Hmn ....

According to what I got, stopping bullying has a few techniques. But, out of all that I got, none of them matched the case of Imarine.

All the ways there have a basis on which the victim wants to be free from bullying. Self-rescue by finding safe areas, asking others for protection, and stopping bullying by spreading peace.

Right, the most problematic thing about Imarine is, Imarine asked me personally to leave her to be bullied. Or I could say, Imarine had no intention of finding a safe area, she had refused my protection, and was inclined to let this continue.

Whatisit? Suicide request? He's not in all the categories I'm looking for to be stopped.

I searched and opened several sites. But, the result is similar to the first. So I changed the search method.

Rather than focusing on the victim, I'm now focusing on the perpetrator. Some material I'm looking into is why people can commit crimes like bullying.

Of course the results vary. I couldn't draw a conclusion just like that because in the end Azarin was a person I didn't know. Various possibilities arose, and one of them was the same as what my brother said.

In addition to the personal problems of the perpetrator, one of the things that drew my attention to the causes of bullying was to seek attention. That's one thing I have a chance of solving. In contrast to the deeply rooted personal problems imprinting on the heart, the attention-seeking mode simply needs to patch it up with positive attention.

Huh ....

But, will it really be that easy?

The sun is above the head. Normally the bell that rings now is a sign for rest, but not with today as a sign of home time.

“...”

When everyone was running out, I was still in the classroom sticking half my body to the table. School lessons can't fill my stamina. Lounging in study hours only gets the effect like a cellphone that is stamped while playing games, or easy like draining water in a leaky bucket.

Today I should start observing Azarin and exchanging duties with Amalia. But, all that will do after school conditions are more conducive—

Doubt, duut ....

Hn?

Shaking on my phone made my condition disturbed. Not wanting to ignore the message, I opened it while trying not to move my head from the sleeping position on the table.

Hmn ... Whatisthis?

My slanted head made my reading ability less. But, in just a few moments, I quickly got used to it.

Kaivan, where are you? I think Imarine went out of school to see Azarin again. But, I can't catch up with him after school because the time limit is up. Now I don't know where he is.

Bgrukg!

The sound of a table being slammed by my body.

Looking at the message, my body and consciousness discovered its power. Although the school was still a little crowded, I tried to get out to greet Amalia's call, running through the sea of emotional waves.

This case is going faster than I thought.