Emotion Taster
Arc 1 Organic Trash: Chapter 20 - I'm Still Here
In life, I still believe that there are actually no truly evil people in this world. Those who act deviant are people who have a different view of life. Various causes had changed his way of thinking, scratched his heart, and blinded his eyes.
I am a person who can feel emotions. The way I wear it I decide.
Violence is not the answer. Fighting people who do bullying will only create a chain of suffering. Those who become victims of bully are not uncommon to turn into perpetrators. Perpetrators who get resistance from their victims also will not necessarily stop and still likely to find new victims.
The way I would use a little bet on luck. Depends on how the perpetrator responds. Therefore, my ability is quite beneficial. Here there is a power that allows me to see his reaction without a lie.
“... Huh!? Tung— why did you suddenly say that?”
Thankfully, Azarin is still a normal High School girl. His reaction to releasing positive emotions when praised also proves that he is still a good person.
“It's not sudden, I've been aware of it for a long time. First we meet, first I see you, I feel that your beauty is amazing.”
Azarin's violent actions on Imarine are still unknown. However, one of the things that could be the cause is because he lacks positive emotions. The hatred and anger he felt was too much. He's dry of attention and praise.
“Ha-hah!” His voice stammered like hiccups. “Ka-if I'm beautiful keep why, Ha!?” Sent the girl to me.
As if not wanting to let go of her anger, Azarin tried to maintain a loud tone as she spoke. However, several times her sentence was swayed by embarrassment and confusion, it made her voice sound even more cute.
“With sparkling cuticles, unbranched ends, and beautiful wavy patterns. Your hair is also beautiful, everyone must be amazed to see it.”
Continuing to attack, I did not stop praising Azarin. From the wave of emotion he let out, the decision I made was not wrong.
“Ya-yah ..,” said Azarin who turned her eyes while playing with her hair. “If you want your hair, mine is good.”
“True, I'm not comparable to you. My hair was greasy, dull, coarse, branched, and it was half red as if it had failed. All that can not be combined with your beauty, like diamonds with coal.”
Positive emotions keep coming out little by little. A savory taste began to mask the bitterness of the hatred from his body.
“Ya— I didn't say until like so—” muttered in a small voice and raised eyebrows next door. “Akhg ...! What do you want, anyway!?”
His reaction began to change, too much praise also will not produce the same results continuously. That's why I need to move on to the next stage.
I walked slowly closer to Azarin. Cut the distance between us that was about eight meters.
“Azarin,” call me by deep voice. “Hardness is not suitable for your kayak girl.”
“It's too late, I've been in karate. Indeed it was Junior High, but I'm used to the same thing called violence.”
Oh, so that's why he can attack brutally. Quite rarely women who can fight gather in one place like this.
But, I can't just agree to his words.
“I believe .. I believe in you. You are a good woman, you cannot use violence for crime.”
“Heh, are you blind? I just mukulin Ima. Look at him now, he's lying almost unconscious there, why did you say that, ha!?”
The girl was motionless standing in her position, close to the side of the wall of the commercial building. It's been cut in half the distance between me and Azarin. Little by little I kept coming towards him.
“Azarin ...,” call me once again. “You are beautiful.”
“E-eeh ..” Azarin looked at me with a look of disdain. But, the reality on the emotions that the girl released was not as bad as her expression right now. “What punch just made him concuss brain?”
Of course not. I still feel my consciousness. Although embarrassing and silly looking, but this is indeed one that he needs.
“Your hand .. you have a tapered hand with slender fingers and a beautiful nail shape. All the beauty of your hands .. not worth wearing mukul.”
“E-eh?” his behavior began to nervously hold both of his hands on his chest. “Why, anyway? Why are you really?”
The emotion of anger was thin enough, the compliments just now turned out to still work on people like Azarin. She's still normal, she's just a girl who's a bit of a turn, not that she's a bad person.
“Azarin ..., can you stop all this? I want you to live normally, the dark side is not at all suitable for you.”
“Be-noisy ... indeed you know what about me?”
“I don't know anything .. From the beginning I was just a selfish person who meddled in people's affairs. But, looking at you I know, you're not actually a bad person.”
I continued to walk slowly and calmly. Step by step I emphasize, to make Azarin unconscious has been approached. Until the end, it didn't feel like I was right in front of him. Less than a meter away, we looked at each other.
“So, Azarin ...”
*grip.
“...!?”
I put both my hands on her shoulders. With the energy I let out, his body shook slightly and caused a sense of shock. The sting was also felt by me, making my mind startled.
His emotional waves made my heart beat quite fast. Various feelings of flogging coalesced into one. Pleased, sad, angry, nervous, embarrassed, and confused. Azarin's reaction became softer as all the emotions were piled up and made his head empty.
“Can tell me ...”
I put strength on the grip on Azarin's shoulder. Gave her a bit of pain and excessive shock, made a slight sound out of her mouth and was aware of the meaning of my actions.
“Why are you doing this?”
“...”
Enough of playing secrets. I don't want you guys to cover this up. Let me down to help, why should women like you bear such a heavy burden in life. Share that burden on me.
“...”
Azarin started to look down. He stopped looking at my face and looked down. In both of my hands now, I could feel the tension of his shoulders that was beginning to dissipate.
“Why did you say ...,” said Azarin in a soft voice. “You want to know why ...? That's because Ima always takes what I have.”
*Whoush ....
Emotional waves.
“...”
Different from previous emotions. The sadness he brings out gives rise to the pain of jealousy.
“You know ... Ima was perfect, she always had what she wanted," Azarin said slightly heavily. "In-he can get a class champion ..., win a volleyball match, like a lot of people, da-and she's also prettier than me.”
“...”
His sobs began to break, I could feel them. My chest feels depressed, my mouth is full of slimy blandness. This girl held a great emotion within her body.
“When I can get good grades, Ima can always be better. When Ima gets compliments from the teacher, I can only be compared to her by my mother.”
“...”
Azarin's hand began to wipe away the tears, a few drops of which I could see falling to the ground. A great sense of sadness made his body tremble, my hand that was on his shoulder could still feel.
“When he could win city-level volleyball, I just never even got appointed to the race. All his friends believe in him, I'm just his assistant behind.”
I began to take off my hand on his shoulder, making his body more freely move.
“I know .. I'm just envious. I can't be him, maybe it's just my less effort. But ..., why did he snatch my happiness too.”
*Whoush ....
Emotional waves.
This time Azarin started clenching her hands, sobs this time tinged with anger. The slimy taste on my tongue was also tainted with the hot sensation of tongue irritation. I can feel it .. I can understand what Azarin is feeling.
“When I like guys, Ima took it from me. The guy likes him, Ima who was invited to date the guy even refused for me, because of that I even hate him.”
“...”
Un .. I understand.
Normally people's views are too. Azarin looked evil, as if pegging the man first and forbidding the man's feelings to love. Though ... what happens there is a feeling of wanting to appreciate.
“I know ... I'm not equal to Ima. Naturally, if that guy is more like Ima than me, Ima who has many friends must be more defended than me. See ... I can't even be happy, people always think me evil.”
“...”
Her tears kept dripping, but her trembling body changed with a growl of annoyance. Hating those who judge him.
“That time I can still accept. Talent, cleverness, and appearance I admit. Seeing it shine has become my daily life. But ... but ..”
Hn?
His words are getting weaker. There was a great doubt that prevented him from speaking. The confusion that began to appear added another color to his emotions right now.
“Azarin ..” Call me, “You can continue .. I'm still here with you.”
