Emotion Taster
Arc 3 Sweet Stinged Ant Acid Format: Chapter 8 - Related Cases
As the night progressed, the drowsiness continued to strike until the eyes were not able to close following the sound of a sleeping body. Indeed the condition is not too comfortable, sleeping with two women who are not family members becomes a barrier. But, the thing that made me uncomfortable was the emotional wave from Amalia. Sometimes he who is still asleep experiences emotional conversations that can affect the content of my dreams.
I woke up quite late than usual, probably due to physical exhaustion and too late bedtime. However, that does not mean I am too late to move, the time when I open my eyes is still early enough to welcome the cool air.
The body has not fully recovered, drowsiness is still lingering in the eyes that are dark. But, I kept trying to get up, my ears had heard the noise of the crowd in the room. Stretch your hands, open the blanket, rub your face and eyes, and then raise your body to a sitting position. Everything feels heavy as if there is extra gravity inside the mattress.
Now Sunday, of course, there is no school that is my duty in society. The original plan for today was for Peter to return me early in the morning after leaving the hotel. But, given that there were no results last night, it looks like the plan will be loosened again.
Mysterious deaths suspected of mutating a disease are still continuing. Some cases spread to various cities and will continue to grow. To date, there have been more than twenty reports of various people and circles about the alleged common cause of death that occurred in recent times.
“Hn?”
The sound came from television. In the hotel room there is one such device even though the model is old and still convex.
Amalia was on the bed sitting dangling, from the clothes and appearance of her still wet hair, it seemed like she had finished cleaning herself. Now, the girl's gaze was being transfixed by the news aired on the television.
“Amalia, what are you—“
“...!?”
When I called out, suddenly the girl turned around violently. His face shriveled, his gaze sharpened slightly menacingly, and one index finger placed in front of his lips gave a warning to be silent.
I don't know what she meant by that, there was indeed a girl who was very interested in the news on television. He and I are at an age where the device is the main device, news from television broadcasters can still be obtained through it. There is no reason to be so serious as watching the morning news.
Amalia turned to the television again, trying to hear the continuation of the theme of the news delivered.
“...”
But, the news that the theme of the news about the disease had been completed. The news anchor straightforwardly changed the topic in another direction, from health to politics.
I didn't see Amalia's back-to-back face, but the emotional wave was enough to say that she was a little disappointed by the incident. It seemed like what he liked was not a news event, but rather something more specific like the content of a certain news item that happened to be present in this morning.
*Turn off
Pressing the television remote button by Amalia, she completely lost interest and stopped to see the continuation of the news.
“So, what did you just see? Something on the news?”
“...”
*Dance, glory ....
Amalia looked at me while talking to him, but it was only an instant. He turned towards the bottom, his eyes and eyes straight away like he was thinking. Then, he again glanced at me for the second time, the repetitive activity happened even faster and was replaced as a random daydream in the room.
Of course the action was meaningless, he also seemed to be planning something, only that he could not explain it in words because of mute. So, for a moment the mind wants to explain it restrained, changing with repeated thinking, until finally he even knows what he wants to convey.
Aren't you weird seeing what happened just now?
Write it on the note while showing it to me.
“Which one? What do you see in the news?” manya. “I don't care about that, everyone has their own hobbies— Hn?”
“...”
*Shake, shake ....
Amalia responded negatively by shaking her head several times. What I guessed did not seem to have anything to do with what he wanted to say. After the response, the girl continued to write new sentences.
About the news. Sudden death in many places. Isn't that a little weird?
Continue writing the girl.
“News about disease? I don't know .. I'm not in his field to know if something's weird or not. Anyway, I myself have rarely seen the news of the morning kayak just now.”
News of random deaths is always the same. People who are seriously ill or who are old, happened over and over again about the past month and the case began to spread to our city. They say the case is still being investigated, they say the cause is mysterious, you understand, ‘kan?
All this time I had never paid any attention to such an event, my thoughts about magic had not touched at all and did not connect it to the case. But, if my guess is related to what Amalia wants to convey, this kind of situation is too coincidental with the timing of the infiltration of the territory of Pero now.
“You mean, the death case on the news just now has something to do with the intruder now?” many ensure.
“...”
Might as well.
Amalia quickly answered one word in her note.
“I don't understand why you can take the possibility of such,” I said a little doubtful. “Indeed a kayak gini case could be related?”
“Technically nothing is impossible.”
Who-woah ....
A little surprised by the stern answer from the opposite direction. Pero on the other side of the room replied to my conversation, the silent communication with Amalia was suddenly colored by the voice of the woman. From her direction, she was a little more end up near the bathroom door, it seemed like she was just done with her personal affairs there.
“Maybe? What does it mean maybe?” I guess I'm still confused.
“Maybe mean yes probably. It is impossible for us from the animus side to be behind the strange incident.”
“That's weird,” timpalku when hearing Pero's statement.
“Really?”
“Iya, that's weird. Previously you said that the animus wants to be human, their job is to take mana from humans by making them vent their emotions of happiness,”, I explained that trying to explain the position of the animus. “That is, there is no reason they make problems with humans.”
“No reason we make trouble?” rephrase Pero while thinking a little. “More precisely, there is no reason for me to make trouble. Me and the other animus are not completely the same, like you are one human with another human being. Not all do and decide the same thing as me.”
“...”
Ah, right too. What he did could not be the standard of any similar being. One killer in a country, does not make the country a country full of criminals. An ant that bites erratically allows me to burn a tree.
“We returned to the conversation just now,” said Pero who was trying to return the topic.
There Amalia also seemed to want to continue, glancing at the lyrics but also confused where to start.
“Lia said that the news about the death just now had something to do with the intruder right now. Then, I'm also here to have a hint.”
“Oh, you mean the clue you got last night?”
“Iya.”
Last night before I went to bed, Peter had a chance to talk about it. But, the topic at the end was a little off the mark because I brought it up so. So, he did not have a good chance to state his achievements at that time.
“When you go, I feel where it flows in the north direction. It feels a little strong if it's just an ordinary magic wave. Something that this animus does is rougher and tends to pull to the root.”
“Hmn? What's the difference?”
“Something I do is pick ripe fruit. Excess nutrients that do not make the tree suffer at all when harvested. In contrast to this animus, he was more like plucking a carrot, harvesting all that magic to nothing,” explained Pero while slightly accompanied by hand gurgles.
“What is bad?”
“If the allegations are true, at least the way he is not worth better than me.”
Pick fruit, and pluck carrots. Actually it is quite easy to understand landing, a striking difference from the activity is the state of the harvested plants. Trees will not die when picked, but tubers such as carrots will lose their leaf stems when harvested. It's quite continuous if they want to put it together at once in a clear manner.
“I understand the difference in the way animus collects mana. But, from this case it is a little awkward. If both information are correct, then there is a slight awkwardness.”
“Janggal ...? Please explain to me, Kaican,” said Pero who well opened the discussion.
The first “Data is a case of successive deaths experienced by terminally ill people. Is that right, Amalia?”
The girl sat on another bed that was different from mine. The three of us were chatting in a triangular position, I was at the end of the mattress near the pillow and the wall, Amalia who was sitting dangling closer to the television on her own bed, and Pero who was standing on the side of the room near the hallway.
Of course Amalia was still listening, she was just a little difficult to join because of her silence. But, for some important information like just now he needed her involvement as the main observer.
Yeah, I've been hearing this all along. Victims of consecutive deaths that are still crowded in the news tend to be people with hard diseases such as cancer, AIDS, mental illness, or people who are not discovered hidden. There have been no reports of healthy people dying suddenly, just all cases are too coincidental for deaths in victims whose health history is different.
Amalia wrote a little. From there only I read for sure what was in his notes, Pero in the distance—ah able to read or not, do not approach and remain standing near the hallway.
“Hmn, you can see the strange there, Amalia?”
“...”
The girl daydreamed, she looked at me with an innocent look with no sign of writing an answer on her note.
To be honest, I was a little disappointed with that attitude. So, I glanced at Pero instead. But, that raven demon woman also did not give an expression as if she could reply to my topic just now. The gesture of his body further directed me to continue on my own.
Therefore, my sight returned to Amalia.
“Why are you aware of this case of death, but you are not aware of the awkwardness of their meeting point?”
“...”
Amalia still expressed the same, looking blankly not understanding.
“Huft .. hah ..” my breath try to rest. “I mean it's about the victim. If indeed the successive deaths are related, why is this intruder just looking for sick people?”
“...”
‘Ah ..’ open mouth Amalia without sound out. He's expressing what he meant by capturing there. The line of the girl's face was so clear, it followed with a hand gesture and a nod of her head.
“You know the reason? Or you connect everything without knowing the awkwardness just now?” I asked Amalia.
“...”
*glance
“Hn?”
But, the girl had more eyes on Pero on the other side of the room. His response seemed to say that he asked the woman for help to answer. There, Pero replied with a smile, he took a breath before finally answering and taking over the conversation.
“Until here, we will put the purpose of the intruder the same as me, looking for the source of mana,” said Pero opened the topic with a recap sentence. “Then, about the victim himself .. there are actually two possibilities why the person chose the sick person.”
“...”
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