Emotion Taster

Arc 3 Sweet Stinged Acid Ant Format: Chapter 3 - Weapons

All this time I may have longed for a period of rest in my own place, enjoying the silence with a low emotional wave in the room can make a wonderful relaxation. But, going along with Amalia accompanying her to practice magic power was actually not too bad either.

Pero's residence is in a deserted area of the population, one big wave of pure emotion makes me get used to it faster and less tormented lately. Then, for the most important reason is me, the more alive I feel can forget about the various problems about magic with similar people.

I first went home to prepare some things and changed into more relaxed clothes. For permission to go alone I easily got because my family from the beginning never forbade me to travel, instead they were more likely to worry when I was too much alone in the room.

Dina didn't ask me the details of my show, she easily believed when I said I would stay with a schoolmate without asking who and where.

One small bag I carry, some of the money I save is also complete piled up in my wallet, appearance and equipment like people who want to do morning sports. Shoes, clothes, and bags are made as light and not burdensome for travel. Maybe this time I'll get her stamina tested.

I had previously asked back about the function of my existence now. Pero who repeated the sentence and tried to reflect my own personality also offended me, he knew that maybe I would offend it. But, of course, he doesn't consider me a burden.

“Of course, you're useful, Kaivan. You are the one who taught Amalia about magic, the various mistakes in this distant mission might make her nervous. The presence of a guardian will certainly reduce the burden,” he explained when it convinced me.

“I didn't teach him, I just looked and helped him get used to it. His ability from the beginning was purely hard work, not the result of guidance.”

“Ahaha .. I don't understand why you are denying it. But, if that doesn't make you worthwhile, there are still other reasons where your role is needed now.”

“Hmn ..?”

“Maybe the males of the human species will prefer this. But, Kaivan .. you are the one who can accompany Amalia's combat training all this time. Doesn't that mean you also have comparable abilities? Two strong is better than one strong, and I'm sure Amalia there is also happier if you come.”

“...”

I slowly looked towards Amalia beside me. Our eyes met, and her little face changed her expression slowly, until she finally showed her notebook.

Yes, if I could I wouldn't go alone.

Show me.

I looked more at Amalia's attitude like a woman who didn't want to go to the WC herself. Unlike me who prefers problems solved alone, women may find togetherness to be soothing.

When all was ready, I went from my house to my promised place. This time not to the house of Pero, my goal is more to the meeting point where there is more strategic use as the beginning of transportation.

I may very easily get permission to leave and stay. But, it occurred to me about how Amalia explained this to her family. Technically, she's a woman and probably had more protection than I was a man in my early adulthood.

During this time there was no chance to listen to how the girl's background was running, nor did she take the opportunity to talk about it. After all, it was his own silent factor that forced him to limit the conversation in a more important direction. Talking through the middle of writing will be very tiring.

As long as that thought lasted I who walked did not feel up to the promised terminal. Seen there is Amalia in her casual dress carrying a bird cage covered in thick dark blue cloth. The content of the object must be Pero in the form of a crow.

“What is Pero inside?” I do it as a formality.

*Nod ....

Amalia replied with a nod.

I saw Amalia there carrying quite a lot of stuff. It is not as many people as want to move, but the number is comparable to people who want to go on a picnic.

“You brought anything in there? Not most?” I asked back as a formality, because actually I was not too curious either.

“...”

This time the response was different, he was a little confused mixed in panic like a person being rushed by something. His gaze moved quickly in all directions, looking for something I knew nothing but knew it was unattainable.

“Hn?”

Until finally his gaze stopped, he directed his eyes along with the hand gesture stretching forward. Yes, his hand holding a bird cage makes it difficult for him to communicate through writing. From her expression and movements she now asked me to help her.

I also took the bird cage, freeing both hands that may have been achy to hold the load in an uncomfortable position. After coming off, the girl quickly took a note, she still seemed to have the urge to answer the question just now.

Everything I bring is important.

Write it on the note.

I myself can see the difference in life between women and men because I live with sister Dina. He sometimes also offended me who often did not hold back against the privacy of others. So, this time also I tried to pretend to be stupid and ignore the thought of how the bag was filled.

A few moments of waiting stood at the terminal where we were gathered. Long enough to wait for the schedule until finally the bus with the destination route came. The bird cage containing Pero was not carried by Amalia, I gave help so that his hands were freer because his personal initial luggage was also heavier.

When I got into the bus, some people set their sights on the alienation of a scene where I brought a birdcage into public transport. But, it's not too long, my country belongs to the realm of developing countries where things like this are not too foreign.

I chose the top seat at the back with a straight seat. While Amalia, she was sitting in the front, although her position remained close to the back door. I think it's quite strategic and respects her background as a woman.

When the bus re-heated the powerful engine to run back, I suddenly got a special boost.

Pst, Kaivan.

“Hn?”

A whispering voice rang out inside my head, the me who was initially looking for a position to half-sleep on the bus was fully conscious.

“Pero, is that you?”

Yes, it's me.

You may whisper as little as you can, your voice will still be clear in my ears. So, just talk.

“That's no excuse. There's still another time, ‘kan? Why not save all topics for later with Amalia?”

If you see the present condition as inefficient, I'm here to take it as an opportunity.

“So?” I repeat a little confused.

Of course I'm talking now because I don't want Amalia to hear.

If I think in that direction, I am also quite curious. Something like what Pero didn't want Amalia to know, when they should have been partners together.

But, if you really refuse, go back to me who will not force. Crows have the intelligence to respect other individuals, in line with their ability to take revenge.

“OK, whatever. Quickly just get to the point if it is.”

My voice was let out not loudly, a small mutter where it might just creep around my skull. There is no evidence that the sound was not heard to the passengers on the other side, but at least what I was talking about would be vague by the noise from the engine.

Our conversation was conducted indirectly. The crow has an ability where he can communicate without intermediaries like telepathic magic. But, that only applies to me. Pero's done this before, so I'm not too surprised right now.

Can you explain, what preparations do you make? What weapons do you carry?

“Weapons ..?” said my ulangku expression confused. “I don't have a terrible thing that can be called a weapon.”

Wh why? Didn't I tell you that we have the possibility of fighting?

“Indeed, but I also heard clearly that it is still limited to possibilities.”

So, what's in your bag now?

“Get a set of change clothes, money, HP, and some food.”

It is very simple about what I carry, but I myself am also confused if asked what good items are brought in at a time like this.

I'm confused, Kaivan. You are either stupid or clever. Don't you understand that we might be able to deal with the enemy?

“What do you expect of me? Amalia who can now use her powers and is much stronger than me. If the enemy can be subverted, that means he's no match for Amalia.”

The recent training with Amalia has yielded significant results. Although not perfect, if the power struggle is pure, I can be sure to fall easily by its power.

Such trust would probably be well done at the right time. But, Kaivan .. such things are also sometimes the cause of you losing people you trust.

“I came from the beginning not to fight, I just observed your actions and controlled Amalia. I may be a fool, but your partner's girl is more than expected. Hence the controller's duty is on me.”

I'm pretty confident that the magic training with Amalia even made me realize that she might be three to four times stronger than me. My involvement now is not very important, I nodded from their offer due to the positive reaction it gave.

Actually I don't want to do much more with magic. But, this was forced and could also be more beneficial in the future?

“Hmn?”

Just as the last sentence was spoken, I felt a bit of a foreign wave. The power of emotional detection is indeed from the beginning very sensitive to changes in one's mood. But, sometimes it can also make me realize the presence of magic by feeling a small, nonspecific tickle. And then, it shows up now.

I checked the source, it turned out that there was very close to my body. My eyes squinted slightly, behind the thick jacket of the chest area which was fortunately in a closed state, I saw there was a magic light. Not for long, only for a few seconds and then disappeared. No sound, no glaring gerlap like flash on the camera phone.

“Pero, what was it just now?” ask me while putting my hand in check the light source behind the jacket. “Hn-hmn ..?”

I'm sure that previously no objects were kept in the pockets of the inner jacket. So, when the hand finds a meeting point with a hard texture, a feeling of shock mixed with confusion appears.

I made you a gun, Kaivan. Not as strong as Amalia's, but at least enough to defend herself.

Said Pero who kept sending sentences into my head magically.

My hand also took the hard object directly on the jacket, removing something called a weapon by Pero.

Pi-knife ...?

The size is small like a kitchen knife, the handle is uniquely shaped to be easy to hold, the sheath is solid black with a texture like animal skin, and the entire outside there is a beautiful silver pattern that is quite complicated.

I don't know how people look at that thing. But, to me, what Pero called a weapon is a beautiful thing to collect. An art worthy of display or if it is boasted of others.

　

　

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