Emotion Taster

Arc 1 Organic Trash: Chapter 27 - Because I'm Afraid

“When that day you said we'd talk later. The intent of the word ‘nanti’ that I decided so today.”

“Hmn ..”

Peter nodded and made an understanding expression. He also did not look hateful or uncomfortable with the direction I was talking.

“So, at that time why did you speak in the form of a bird? Ah ... Is that not talk? Because the sensation is like a buzzing sound in my ears instantly .... Telepathy?”

“Not, it's not telepathy. If I have that ability, I can talk to anyone. But, in the form of a crow, I can only talk to you ... Ivan.”

“What does this have to do with my emotional detection?”

“Iya .. I made variations on the emotions I let out to form waves that you can feel like sound. In short it's like talking through a communication machine, I program that machine to talk,” explained Pero.

Hmn ....

Sounds pretty incredible. From what I caught, Pero was able to change the emotional wave until it was shaped like a normal sound to me. It's true that sometimes I can feel emotional changes through hearing, but usually all it feels is a hum and a screech. He who can change it in the form of sound is really on a different level.

“I still don't know all your strength. But, I will make it short now,” I said with a little pressing. “Did I help Amalia by chance ... or by your strength?”

“... Ah,” again pause for a moment in surprise. “I didn't think you could think like that.”

“I was also surprised .. so, please tell me that it was just my over-fiction.”

"Fantasy? Don't you want to accept that possibility?" ask Pero.

Is correct. That's absolutely right. I've heard Imarine's opinion of the old me, he's convinced that I'm the one who doesn't see the environment. Rather than trying to blend in, I would rather resist it, than try to change, I would rather look for a better one. The point is, I am a person who does not care about other people's business.

Strange, though I was the one who always helped others because of the detection of my power. It has been going on from a small.

But, Imarine denied that. It's true that I helped, but there was no genuine desire to help me. The girl can see it. That's why he thinks I'm fierce and it's weird to see me now so hard trying to save him.

"Yes, if I could I'd like to hear your repulsion. Please tell me I'm actually growing without your intervention."

“Heh,” Deham Pero a little mocking, his face does not see me and tends to close his eyes. “Your strength can know lies, ‘kan. It's free if I say it like that.”

“...”

So, it's true, dad.

The feeling of wanting to help Amalia was an anomaly. Imarine who knew me last year also noticed, about the change in my attitude of concern. I also realized a little bit, the mysterious feeling could lead me to a struggle to help others.

“Do you not like? Do you think I'm a bad guy now?” ask Pero.

“Not .., crows are famous for being clever. You once said that you can use other animals to get food. What you did to frame me helped Amalia was also no different from that.”

“The words you use are a little evil," he said slightly lowered his head. "Stuck, well .. whereas what I do also benefits you, you could say mutualism.”

“Then for more clarity. What are you doing and what are the benefits for me?”

“In short .. I open the gate in your heart. This allows you to share your feelings fully with others.”

Open gates? Share feelings? Ah .. that means.

Less or more I understand. I used to hate negative emotions so much, they all felt disgusting and made me sick. But, lately I have been able to survive in that wave of emotions. Not because my ability is weakened, but rather towards me who decided so. In other words ....

Empathies. A feeling in which an individual can understand the emotions of another individual. Things that make me feel sorry for that person. When compared to me, I did not have time to think about the feelings of others who emit negative emotions and were more busy saving themselves.

“Eh? Youunderstand? With two sentences just now?”

“I already know what happened to me before coming here. Previous question just to make sure.”

“It turns out you're a more sensitive person than I thought. Although it may also be due to the opening of the gate in your heart.”

For me who often thinks, I guess that's just an attitude I brought from childhood. But, okay.

“Tadi, you said that this was profitable for me, right?”

“Of course. You remember, I told you before that your own emotional waves have strangeness and instability. Then, when I asked, you didn't answer the cause. Whether it's a lie or not. The original cause must have been something very deep-.”

“OK, I understand.”

“Eh? You understand too?”

"It's all clear . because I can feel it too. When taking mana, the feeling of happiness and freeing them from problems can also be felt. I don't know why I'm so happy to see them.”

It was a feeling I didn't experience. Seeing happy people usually won't make me happy, the only thing I feel is savory. If too long the person feels happy, then there will be people around who are envious to let out negative emotions. No matter what the path, I still met the same end.

However, it was different when helping Amalia.

I started getting ready to go home, pocketing my carry-on bag and tidying up my clothes.

“Wait, where are you going? Isn't our conversation not over?”

“Heh,” my deham with pride. “I already understand what I need to understand now.” I said as I walked away.

“Wait,” said Pero stopped me right at the door of the room. “Before I asked ... Are you sorry you helped Amalia?”

“...”

My back-to-back body did not see Pero's face, this distance was also too far to detect his emotions clearly. My head bowed, thinking a little about finding that answer.

“That's something not to ask. I now have sympathy for others. So, the answer is obvious, ‘kan?” I said as I opened the door and left.

Pero could have used me as a tool, cleverly changing the way he looked and making it seem like I had to help Amalia. I'm not sorry, I'm quite happy. Seeing my power can be used for good and useful for people in need. Whether enough or not, I still think that the wounds of my own heart can be recovered by helping others.

“...”

But, there was a slight sense of doubt and fear that appeared. About what I was feeling, about the positive feelings I was experiencing. For years I lived hatefully cursing humans, then suddenly the rainbow color appeared, it felt terrible. Remembering what Peter did about the opening of the gates of my heart, led to a big question.

Is this happy feeling not mine?

Because I'm afraid that all this is just a fake.

　

　

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