Emotion Taster
Arc 2.5 Concern: Chapter 8 - You See
If you look at it roughly, maybe I'm not a good person. When I saw Brother Dina happy, I was jealous as if left like that. In fact, I am not happy because I do not have many friends does not make Dina's sister have an obligation to take care of me continuously. It could be that what I feel is not an affection, but only selfishness, just as I easily express this to others.
The sounds of small squeaking insects accompany the dark, slight moonlight until some shiny clouds look their shape, and the most intense is the night air with a fresh scent that is more free from pollution. The night road to the supermarket feels cold, the atmosphere is fitting to cool down which may just be hot by something small ‘doesn't make sense.
It was cool at night plus cool when I entered the room at the minimarket. Temperature and humidity conditions maintained by the AC certainly also provide better relaxation. This makes me want to linger shopping to enjoy the air, but at the same time the feeling to want to enjoy snacks at home is also there.
After buying enough supplies I walked home.
Maybe a little useless when I go back to reminding. But, as usual and indeed because I was forced to always use the deserted path of the population in order to reduce the effect of the detection power of emotional waves.
Avoid highways full of streetlight, through grass-enriched walkways and wild trees. I am used to the night mood which I think is not scary at all. So, something about ghosts doesn't make me creepy because my sense of wave detection gives me unique powers like seeing clearly all around the neighborhood.
Fear is usually based on ignorance. If the dark cannot see, people tend to imagine the worst possibility of a disaster that could arise in the darkness. But, I who have these senses are a little blessed like the other eyes.
Yes ... That's what I originally thought.
My house is right in the middle of the housing, to get out to the minimarket needs to go a long way. However, there is a road cutting at once deserted residents are also not accompanied by lights and dark only armed with moonlight.
In that atmosphere, I saw someone .. or rather I thought it was someone.
It was not clear because no light was directly pointing at it, my eyes were blurred because the flickering light was not unusual looking at the dark nor was it reliable temporarily. But, time after time this darkness began to become clear, the shape of something I thought was someone I could see.
In front of me about ten meters, blocking the path that should have been connected to the asphalt region twenty meters further forward, there I stopped and decided to analyze further. The dark gray black clothes, some torn tattered on the sides of the clothes were increasingly obscure with various strange stains, from the clothes I could barely see the surface of his skin.
When I said I didn't see her skin, it meant I didn't see her face either. Dark, black, behind the hood is a dirty jacket hidden from the reflection of light where it gets darker again in a night place without lights. I do not understand why it could be so, the color of his clothes can be seen, only on the face is really dark like sucking all the light that enters.
The same path I had taken before when I left, and I remember very well that there was nothing in the way, a different condition to the present.
It may be just the feeling and illusion of my eyes, it is possible to pretend to be stupid, to make me positive by thinking that what is seen now is just a falsehood. But, out of all these sensory explanations, I didn't feel any waves of emotion at all. Making this analysis even more confused the way out.
Hmn ... in horror movies usually the main character will come curious to approach all ghosts as scary as any condition there. The horror of the atmosphere is not a barrier, they will only blur when a ghostly figure is seen or the condition is already life threatening. But, I think it was a stupid act. Instead of coming to the unknown, I would rather go and pretend that nothing happened.
Huft .. hah ....
It might be a little embarrassing, but my fear is now that I don't know what's in there that's blocking me.
Take a breath once, close your eyes for a moment, then slowly turn around and turn back the way. It was a little tiring to take another detour, but it didn't matter now.
I walked a few steps away from the figure without looking back. Although my heart filled with curiosity mixed with fear, I again fooled myself to calm down not to run.
“Why did you leave ...”
He's?
But, something beyond my expectations happened again.
“Hh!?”
My heart was racing, my shoulders shuddered, all the glucose suddenly flowing was converted into energy. I was surprised, but surprised by something I had almost never experienced. The cynical sound in the dark of the night suddenly rang out clearly flowing into my ears, the loud buzzing vibrating vigorously all over the side of the skull, making the sharp mark an echoes so shocking.
“You saw me, ‘kan ...? Kaivan ...”
I was never surprised by physical stimulation, something like a much faster wave of emotion felt. However, the figure that was now behind me did not feel at all, it was like I was suddenly blind in another sense. The power that I actually hated became frightened when I couldn't feel it.
I muttered, doing a repulsive twisting motion to attack and protect myself backwards, right leading to the source of the sound that I thought was right behind.
“...”
But, I was again confused .. and simultaneously startled. The back-twisting motion pushes the elbow and the tip of the hand turns out to be nothing ..just empty air in the dark of night.
My body was facing backwards, my confusion there was directed at the same figure now in front. He's not exactly close, but I understand that he's cutting five meters closer.
“Woah .. hahaha .. fear .. the source of the whole futile movement and spontaneous action without thought. Haha .. is that why you just broke up.”
“...”
Talk .... Yes, I'm sure the figure is talking.
Until now I did not see his face, still dark covered in a dark shadow without the slightest silhouette. But, I was sure to hear that voice coming from him.
“You need not fear, I came not looking for trouble with you. I just came like an alates termite interested in a warm light.”
“...”
I didn't answer, remained silent and looked further at what was to come. Because, I still don't understand the conditions here. Although the voice of the figure was clearly heard, but until now my emotional wave detection ability was still flat, there was not the slightest bit of vibration from the figure even while he was talking.
“I don't like that look, you look at me like a dangerous creature. If you do have some courtesy, at least give me one word here.”
The sentence grew softer, the cold and cynical tone I initially felt trembling in my skull was now not felt. This fear is still the mysterious source, my chest that is beating fast also makes every body segment is racing hard.
Indeed, there is no reason to give rejection to people who first met, sometimes the appearance of people can be contrary to the wave of emotions. However, the case now is still unknown, at the same time I also have no reason to believe it.
“Before it starts, why don't you show yourself clearly. Is your appearance like that?”
In the end I talked to start communication from the beginning. The choice about blurring or following is also still unclear as a result. So, I'll bet he's probably not the bad guy.
“Ah .. then sorry for the sassness. It's not that I want to hide, it's just that my own magic makes me like this.”
Magic ...?
The figure walked closer, the slow footsteps in the night atmosphere made the friction of the ground and the feet clearly heard in my ears. This time my body did not retreat and panic, as something that made me curious took much precedence.
The figure that was originally a human without a face covered in dark skulls without entering the light was over time can be seen. The person while walking also while opening the coconut cover, makes a little moon that minimally reflects the pattern of his face.
“I ... I now have no name. But, I know that you have magic in that body. My interest in coming is because of it.”
“...”
With a typical expression that was friendly as well as firm, I saw the figure of a young man with silvery hair and blue eyes. His face might be a little dirty, but overall there were no injuries that completely littered his skin line. The man's eyes were slightly faint, but the bright blue eyes made him have his own light.
