Emotion Taster
Arc 2.5 Concern: Chapter 9 - Magic Disappears
I have the power of detecting emotional waves since childhood, even as far as my furthest memories in childhood, I already have them. So, you could say I've been getting magic since birth.
At first I did not think that it could be called magic, of course how I look also a little different from normal people like excess. I myself see this as a strange difference, the psychic who is commonly called indigo also does not seem to consider his strength as a positive thing.
However, from birth until now, I have never met anyone who can find this power. It wasn't until I met Pero, the raven demon woman from Amalia, that she also had a strong connection to magic. So, this case is also similar, the person I met now was more or less so.
“Hmn .. so your magic can make you disappear ...”
“Iya, roughly the easiest explanation is that.”
We were now in one place under a large tree with enough wooden seats for two people. Although the path I passed before was minimal, deserted by residents, and did not have a modern setting with unpaved plinths. But, that doesn't dispute the fact that my neighborhood is now a residential area. Just a little searching alone was enough to find a small place to rest.
“I understand your power now, once see can be felt the effect. Then why are you coming now? Do I have any debts here?” ask me to know the conditions at that time.
“Haha ...,” the man's laughter casually before replying. “People stop walking when they want to take pictures, people stop focusing when they see interesting things, so I am here. Exactly what I said, curiosity brought me closer.”
The language style of the person is a little strange to be called a modern person. It is slightly rotating but also does not symbolize an old tradition. The point is he was the first person I knew to have that style of speech.
“If so, can you take a more friendly approach? Your magic it makes my survival instinct active.”
In contrast to Amalia's disappearing magic that uses the emotion of shame. The person before me now had something that even made me unable to detect his emotional waves. Unlike my old friend Farel whose low emotional waves are stable, this guy really has no. When Amalia who disappeared I could feel her figure, this haired man caused no vibration at all.
“I don't know how you live your life. But, magic is indeed something that is difficult to control. At least, I know that magic cannot be completely removed from the body to be inactive. Want it or not, I was forced to disappear.”
Ah, I understand what that means. I'm one of the people who's tormented for not having an off button on this emotion detection magic.
“But, now I can see.”
“Iya .. of course. I made you see me more clearly,” said the man in a slightly sluggish tone. “My ability is not the main one, various other promoters such as dark room and cape headgear enhance the effect. Standing in the middle of the lamp with my face exposed is the reason my strength is getting depressed.”
Oh .. so, yes. Other forces also have different conditions to strengthen or weaken. For my case the simplest is the distance factor.
“Then why from the beginning did you not come in a bright place without a face cover? Your intention to meet is the opposite of that.”
“Ahaha .. You seem to be a pretty cautious person, even for something you should be able to ignore,” returns obviously the man with a little spin. “It is not unusual nor is it in my magic alone. I'm used to seeing in the dark in minimal light, the head cover also actually supports it.”
When he said those words, I gradually paid attention to the details of his eyes. Something different seems obvious. It is neither a defect nor a discrepancy in physical form, but a difference in the way he looks.
During this time he did not look me in the face directly, the man was more silent his eyes were not moved, I could see the scatter at one point that did not make the focus. If you can say, his eyes are open but not being used, like a blind person.
“...”
For some reason I stopped questioning his physical and magical state. Both of us certainly know the troublesome effects of such abilities. That might be bad for the atmosphere.
“What got here no more questions? It wouldn't be fair if I was the only one asked.”
My vigilance towards this man is getting lost and thin. The longer I talk to her, the longer I feel a sense of her being harmless.
“Alright ...,” my word agrees. “So you discussed something about interest, magic, and also my name. Just ask anything if you also explain the purpose.”
“Ah .. of course I will also explain.”
At the end of the night it became the longest minimarket ride I have ever remembered. The man first explained rather than asking, about himself of course only after asking for an explanation from me.
He told me that I had actually been followed since the mall event followed Septian. Somehow, but he himself said that he could feel magic from me. That was the beginning he was interested in and tried to find a chance to meet until now.
I myself do not understand how to distinguish people who have magic or not. But, it was something special I felt from inside Amalia when I first met in the hall. The energy from his emotional wave was so strong that it inflicted torture many times over.
However, to say that I could group together, I still could not understand how the difference between Pero the crow and the silver-haired man before me was about the possession of magic. We discussed this and the results are still hanging, ending up in a temporary answer if people's abilities vary.
Some explanation of my strength I also told him. Detection of emotional waves and their effects on my life. Lately I often convey the topic until finally the feeling is not foreign anymore.
He himself told me his strength, I as a person who wants to return the favor also do not choose to be selfish to keep it a secret. So, in the end, the exchange of information was done far enough that he knew what I was doing.
“Ahaha .. so you are also collecting where the animus contract is, yes,” said the man laughed softly after hearing my explanation.
“Of course there are, but I never found anyone who made it to the end. Gathering mana from the overflow of emotions of true happiness is a difficult thing.”
From the spoken language, the person does not designate himself as the main character who does this. So, the sentence that I said was ....
“Then where is that guy now? Does he still collect mana?”
I asked further, information that might benefit me made the job easier. All this time I was still lacking a lot of things, and at least the number of heads would cover the shortcomings of my partner Amalia.
“Hmn ...”
The man closed his eyes, his straight vision like a blind man disappeared for a moment to form a thinking pose. Breathe in a little, blow back, then raise your head tilted upwards.
“Honey once ... that person has now stopped. He gave up gathering mana .. or rather was forced to give up. No results, the bottle is not full, and all that is left is empty hope.”
“Indeed gather where is something that can stop? I know the animus, and he made a contract when it started.”
“Yes, everything happens on top of the magic contract. But, something that was not achieved still could not be granted with magic. Animus that sees partners fail can not help more, if there are things outside the contract to make the mission fail completely, then everything will stop at one point. If in your case, Kaivan .. your friend named Amalia will not recover from her voice mute.”
“...”
If I were to think for a moment, it would be natural. The mouth seal that made him mute was the initial guarantee. If indeed he could not carry out the task, then the contract was already working to take what was covered.
“Alright .. well .. time is night, and it seems to have taken too much of your time,” said the man while standing like he was stretching a muscle. “I'll go, and maybe occasionally there will be beside observing you again. Maybe I can't give you any advice, but hopefully you can finish what you started.”
The man walked away, stepped into the dark area while lifting the head covering to return his position to the beginning. I just looked at it carefully, but clearly my eyes realized that the figure of the man was getting more and more indistinctly following the distance.
“Woi, wait,” call me to stop it for a moment. “Name ... What's your name? Is it true that you don't have a name?”
“...”
The man's steps came to a halt, he slightly daydreamed without looking back at the direction I was standing in.
“Call me an owl, or if you want, just call me as you like.”
“Farrow ghost? Why should I call people by animal names?”
“Ahaha .. then why don't you ask the people who do it often.”
“...”
This time I was silent, the sentence turned out to be quite entered on logic which was actually quite unique to occur. The reason, not a few cases of people who use animal names as calls, whether it's a close call or a rude insult.
“You don't like it? Then just change it a little to Burhan. Or ... if you want something more like a name, just call me Hanz.”
Hanz ... ah, that one sounds more like a name to me.
“Alright, Hanz. I'll come here again.”
“No, you don't need that serepot. You have a mission, and it's not taking care of me now. Just focus on what you're doing.”
The man continued his path, continuing until dark night erased his tracks.
“...”
I do know that what happened to him was caused by magic. But, when I saw it straight away it still amazed me in a different way. The man disappeared, completely disappearing fused with the dark.
If he named himself an owl, it was indeed suitable for his figure that could disappear. His walk was silent, moving at night, and what gave me the most goosebumps was the fact that his emotional waves felt nothing at all.
Heh, really like a ghost.
