Emotion Taster

Arc 2 Banquet: Chapter 1 - Duty of Picket

It had been a month since Imarine and Azarin's sucking incident. And for the past month I haven't had a significant role to help Amalia. The cases as well as the problems of someone found by us are finished easily. That's natural, it's terrible if cases as big as bully-an are scattered everywhere. If so, this place is no longer a school, but more like a detention house.

I asked Imarine to help find the person who had the problem. The ban on Imarine not being able to get close to Azarin is still in effect. So, he was the only person nearby who could help, accompanying us finding those who were heartbroken to be healed and sucked mana.

But, both the one Amalia found and the one Imarine brought, were all just minor complaints. A problem that can be solved with a little talk and thought.

Such people do not have a heart wound large enough to bring about inner satisfaction. Or in other words, even if their problems are resolved, there is little chance that they can be sucked mana.

Huh ....

I walked down the hallway of the school when the sky was still dark blue, again because of that power I had to sacrifice my personal time. In order to avoid crowds, arriving early is the best solution. The negative emotions of people with anxiety about fear of being late are also quite excruciating.

“Ushu ..”

*Slave, bgruk ....

I heard a voice, my opinion saying that it sounded like someone was sliding around the table. Without confusion, I continued my footsteps. Everyone will understand that the voice that was heard just now is the one who was picketing.

Hn!?

This time, however, my footsteps stopped. Suddenly a strange feeling was felt in the mouth, the power of emotion detection was back on.

I'm trying to close my nose, do a check and try to confirm the truth.

Hmn ... is not wrong anymore.

This is indeed a wave of one's emotions, the strange taste does not disappear when closing the nose. Based on the position and condition of the school is quiet, the source of the emotion can be ascertained from one of the pickets.

"..."

Or rather the picket person in my class, this feeling gets stronger when it is in front of the class.

Whatisthis? Stress? Not ... it feels more towards the acid.

A little awkward, the wave of emotions is not produced from lies or worries. This acid feels more like a banquet. The roots plants smell distinctive and pungent, a feeling that can sometimes make me feel floating.

Galau? Ah .. I understand now.

Anxiety mixed with confusion and dilemmas between multiple options can bring up waves of emotions like this. My distance is also still quite far for his normal radius, it means the feeling he has great power. I think he's quite depressed and could be the material to suck up his mana.

I went into class and kept things on the table. There I could see that the whole chair had been lifted to the table in an inverted position. This makes it easier to clean the floor.

In honor of work, I did not lower the chair I was sitting in. Rather than accepting other negative emotions, I would rather put things away and go outside.

“Hukhnnnm .. hah ...”

“...”

The picket girl was cleaning the blackboard. However, due to his limited height, he was unable to reach the top of the board despite having tiptoes.

Sometimes the girl jumped up and down, grabbing the high writing by doing one deleting move. It looks cute at first glance, but overall the effort is not efficient.

I immediately advanced to the front of the class, took one other eraser and directly helped him. My above-average height makes my palms much longer. This certainly makes it easy to reach areas that cannot be reached by the girl.

*Sek, sk, sk.

“Ah,” surprised that the girl who saw me suddenly helped. “Content,” then continue to say thank you.

“Heh,” My breath evades answering. “Not the same two-person kerjain picket, another one to where?” I'm the one who's still rubbing the blackboard.

Our school has such a system. In turns one male and one female are appointed on a daily absentee order. We don't form large groups for this task because fewer people instead make the work more efficient. In addition, the small number of people also makes it easier to sanction students who leave their duties.

“Izin is sick,” he replied.

“Sick? Wh who? Absent yesterday entered all, ‘kan?”

“Ersya .., but it's not her who's sick, her grandmother. Because no one is looking after him, so he's the one who goes there.”

“Thus why not find someone else to replace him? Ersya did get impromptu news?”

“Soed also yes .. 'cause he told me at night. Because it is not good, Ersya also find a replacement. At that time he said he could and told me that Farrel would come to help.”

“But it turns out Farrel also did not come, well.”

“Yes, I think so.”

Thinking that alternative assistance had been prepared, this girl was not looking for a replacement anymore. Unfortunately, the replacement did not come.

I know Farrel. The man is not the type of person who likes to be late, he has a different kind of deficiency. According to the personality data I keep, the thing that might happen is to forget the appointment or maybe fail to wake up early.

“Huft .. hah ..” inhale I respond to that. “If for example you from the beginning ask me to come, maybe this work is done from earlier.”

“Ah, ahahaha .. I don't have your number, anyways it's already night. Just picket duty, actually I can be alone, kok.”

“...”

Whatever you say. But, the reality of what I feel from your emotions is different from the words just now. You are not good, the negative emotions that appear also make me sick here.

All right, then .. what can I do.

Rather than stay still and continue to feel the emotional wave of her turmoil, I better help and lighten her burden so that her feelings also improve.

Following my determination just now, this time I actually intervened to become a picket officer. After removing the blackboard just now, I continued by taking a broom.

“The class has been swept, kok.”

“...”

But, the girl prevented me, forbade me from doing redundant actions by saying that the task had been done.

Well ... judging from the condition of the class, I should also realize that this place has been swept.

Back turning around saving the broom, I went to pick up the mop stick. Performing advanced actions that he doesn't seem to have done— yet

“Eh ... The class is also already dipel, Van. Didn't kiss well the fragrance, well?”

“...”

But, the girl came back to prevent me.

It is true that the class conditions are clean. But, I who saw the dry floor thought that this class had not been dipel.

Now I'm in special condition. The smell of Fany's emotional waves enveloped the classroom, where I might be able to understand the smell of this room. Until now all I felt was sour and the smell of herbal root.

“Then what has not?” I was the one who took the initiative.

“Yang not yet ,” he said while raising his head to the top side. “Most just clean the same window neatly seats. Which one do you want?”

Lowering the work chair that uses physical, while cleaning the window requires height to be done quickly.

“I take both, you sit down now. The rest I'm the one who finished.”

“Hn?” his confused reaction narrowed his eyes. “No, no .. choose just one, Van. Let another one of me work.”

“You've already taken more than half of the picket work. Time is still a lot, mending you rest instead of later lesson time sleepy.” I said while lowering the chairs.

“Ehehe ...,” her little laugh turned on a smile in response to me. “Nothing, really. If the work is quickly completed, I also ‘kan so good rest,” he said who brought window cleaners out of class.

“...”