Emotion Taster

Arc 3 Sweet Stinged Acid Ant Format: Chapter 11 - Two Paths

Chaos will not continue. The school staff in question also slowly began to calm down the people who were not concerned, they gave way to the students who piled up and made tranquilizing words so that no negative rumors spread too much.

The fastest spreading disease is bad news, bad news causes a variety of bad emotions, it causes mental effects, and the consequences can be worse than the bad news itself. I know, I experienced it, and I can feel it too. This situation should not be spread haphazardly, journalists should spread sad news packed with positive expectations.

“...”

But, the bad news has actually been spread several times. The hardline eavesdroppers had spread it, a number of students happened to also hear, the terrible news where students from my school died on suspicion of suicide.

There is no exact news, but the related incident is strongly suspected to have occurred on Sunday. No autopsy results have been told, the police only suspect from the work of detectives who assess the scene of the crime. To date, the member is still tracking the incident. Come to school and examine the possibilities that could be the driver of this case.

The ceremony at my school was canceled, the day was too late to carry out and the conditions were not conducive. Instead, the school makes short announcements and many words of tranquilizing connotations so that people who do not know the original news will have trouble capturing the events behind it.

I am among those who know, from Amalia herself I do not ask further where she heard the news from. But, I can be sure this rumor is true, not only I know it. In total, maybe half the students already know, and to be specific, it seems like more than three-quarters of my students already know about it.

When I heard Azarin's name, the first thing that came up was my first case of Imarine's bullying. Then, when remembering the case, I also want to immediately contact Imarine as a form of reassurance and mental calm.

Of all the people in the school, perhaps he was the one who received the most of his great effects.

I'm not in this town on Sunday, everything just happens like a thief in the night. No one thought it was so fast. So, when I tried to contact Imarine, there was no reply at all.

My appearance this time is also like a night thief. I'm the one who doesn't know anything. When I looked for information about her, it turned out that the girl was not at school. His tracks were invisible, his classmates were also not much known about the latest news.

Some say Imarine was secured by the officers as a witness and strong evidence, some say he truant for handling the body, some say, even one of the informants said that Imarine was suffering from stress and did not want to go to school anymore.

Nothing is certain, but if he is stressed. I want to confirm it with my emotional wave detection ability. It may be painful, unpleasant, or it may even make me nauseous. But, somehow I felt my arrival in front of the girl was so important.

How much I tried to find the whereabouts of Imarine, there was no definite news from him.

It occurred to me that using the power of Amalia made him disappear from attention and break into the information of his residence. But, the teacher's office was being crowded by many officers, Amalia's strength had its limits, she couldn't scramble the documents in a crowded place and just got away with it. The more people, the more movement, the thinner the effect of his strength.

The condition of the school at the time of learning is also not conducive, some teachers are late in and even just give assignments.

However, all these difficulties do not last forever. In a moment of confusion and almost giving up, there was one favor that came against us.

*Sound, duut ...

“Hn?”

Cellphone's ringing. I took it and looked at the display. There was a message coming in from an unknown number.

I usually ignore the message because it is not uncommon if the content is just spam. But, for this time no, because at a glance the snippet of the message is visible. That's the main information I need right now.

Is this Kaivan?

I can help find the address of Imarine's house, if you ask me, I'm Azarin's friend who was bullied at the time. Azarin's house is near Imarine, so I know. I used to go to her house but I didn't. But, I know the address.

I gulped, unexpectedly the result of my efforts could bear fruit in this way.

You could say that my search was useless, but it could not be. This girl was one of Azarin's friends, and she knew that I was looking for news of Imarine and her home address from the gossip today that was going around class.

Without a second thought, I opened a conversation with him. Then, he also quickly gave details of the home address .. even with his GPS.

I don't know where Ima's house is, what I sent was Azarin's house, which I think was a lot of police there. But, Ima shouldn't be far from there.

“...”

“...”

Amalia and I looked at each other and looked at each other. When our eyes meet, there is an open conversation to discuss with each other. What precedes the existence of Imarine who is lost and can not be contacted, or continue to the plan of Peter to pursue the perpetrators of the infiltration of his territory as yesterday.

Some of the reasons I said, one of them is about the question ....

“Amalia .. are you looking for Ima now to take where it is again?”

“...”

The thought appeared. I don't know how Amalia looks at Imarine now, but I know how she works. If I talk to a theory that I know, no one says where it is forbidden to be sucked on the same person many times. Then, looking at Imarine's condition, it could be that he is being targeted by Amalia again.

The girl made a flat expression, she was silent for a few seconds before finally moving her finger to write back answering the question.

Why are you asking that? I'm really worried about him now.

Write it down, then open a new sheet.

I did take where the people I helped. But, I helped because I wanted to help, until now I should still be the same Imarine.

His face was a little annoyed to see me, his emotional wave was also a little vibrating like it wanted to hit me or wanted to scream a little. But, can't, he's still mute. Instead, there was a slight spicy taste, something he expressed with a tremble of hands and a strong grip.

“Ah .. alright. I'm glad to know that answer from you.”

Sure thing!!

The writing came back quickly, firmly, and while making the brow bend furrowed his forehead.

I almost thought that Amalia was just using all of this. Maybe it is true that I who am silent without a task is also not good, but hoping for people around to get into trouble is also a bad thing for me. The doctor may help with treatment, but when it is quiet he should not expect many people to be sick.

Treating Imarine to be sucked where it is again after this situation dims in my opinion unethical. Like a dairy cow that is mated repeatedly for the sake of being taken milk repeatedly. It's like helping for wages.

Amalia does not seem to be the case, she also still has a strong humanitarian side where safety is prioritized before wages are earned. Her frustration was pure, she wanted to say it out loud because of my bad words that I had once thought so in a crucial moment.

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The ability of the emotional wave was not an arbitrary power. The existence of this power was actually a thick form of the basic human effect. Basically, human emotions can be contagious to each other. Pleased, sad, angry, or whatever it is. They can all spread just by being close to each other with the source of the emotion.

Then, about depression and suicide. Actually it is also mental instability where people who think like that have severe problems. About my concern for Imarine right now, it could be that those emotions are transmitted to him.

Azarin and Imarine were close friends since childhood, I was afraid that the sadness was contagious until finally this bad situation spread. In fact, for a reasonable person, thoughts of suicidal thoughts can arise when things get worse so drastically.

School ended, Amalia and I now headed straight towards the house like Pero's usual routine. But, our main goal now is not to resume yesterday's activities, but rather to ask for permission to change focus on Imarine today.

The trip wasn't too long, probably because of my focus on walking speed and neglecting the time while walking. Then, after arriving, there we also faced with Pero, he with his human form was ready to listen to all the reports that happened today.

I again took over to explain, about priority issues and things that might become new problems if not solved quickly. Imarine is as unstable as Azarin, he may have the same stress and if not handled properly, there will be further bad news.

“So, you want to ignore the intruder now and go to the house of the girl named Imarine?”

“...”

“...”

I nodded slowly .. and I could feel Amalia nodding even slower than me. Somehow it feels like the raven demon is more nuanced superior to the body of an adult woman.

“Actually I was quite disappointed when you didn't take my case more seriously with the case you brought. Moreover, I am a being who views a contract of agreement as an oath. But, well ... I will not be selfish.”

“Huft .. hah ..” my breath that somehow seems free from the clutches of the stealth contract.

“Your expression is like saying that I allow you.”

“Huh?” my response was reflexive because of confusion.

“Of course not, until now I still do not see the advantage,” said Pero who continued the conversation with a pressing tone. “Before I say ‘iya’, try saying the reason why I should ignore my case now?”

Eh?

The goosebumps came, my shoulders shuddered a little, what I was facing like a stern questioner in an interview who strongly wanted to test mentally.

“Bu-not that I was clear just now?” I answered him with a question, as if in my mind there was nothing more to give.

“Yes, you explained it. About the news of the death of the alleged suicide, about your concern for the girl named Imarine. I'm also here to thank you a little bit for being Amalia's client before. But,” said Pero with a medium pause, breathe once and finally continue, “I also have the same reason. We've decided that the intruder is dangerous, sucking mana by force and spreading death. In my case, human life is in danger.”

“...”

Ah .. I almost forgot.

On the previous day, it was true that we had drawn that conclusion. The intruder will look for people who have a history of pain to be the victim, whether it is because of the refraction of the trail or because of the ritual conditions themselves.

Shaking my emotions, personal worries about friends, and all the other negative feelings made my head go blank.

“I ... My goal is to see Ima. In this situation, his mental might be disturbed. One condition, it could be that the emotions around her are contagious and might make her think of committing suicide.”

My words at that time were getting faster, my tension that was initially facing the interviewer turned into a debate opponent. My breathing grew louder, my tone slowly grew higher, my actions that were denied seemed mocked like my purpose was considered unimportant.

“Maybe .. yes,” reword Pero. “So, you put the girl's life in danger now?”

“Mental illness cannot be underestimated, human emotions are also complex enough to be explained. Most importantly, this is serious. Without treatment, his solitude will have a bad effect. When we talk now, there is a lot of time wasted.”

It hurts, my worries are purely out of sympathy is considered trivial. That's how I feel, every word out is always interpreted so by my mind. According to Pero, he was more concerned with his territory now. Not knowing our feelings as schoolmates who have met face to face is a plus for humanity.

“The girl Imarine is clearly the case. He was a witness and may have been taken care of by the police, as you just explained. You don't have to go anymore, it's all just your paranoid form. Compared to my case, the victim was wider, unattainable by anyone, and the perpetrator still spread his wings.”

“Yes, they don't touch us either. Your case is not clear, our search is also not certain to end clearly.”

The tone was getting higher, the veins on my face started to tighten, shaking my vocal cords as if they were starting to crackle in the throat.

“Reply uncertainty with uncertainty. Your search for the Imarine girl is also uncertain to yield positive results. It could be that he is not at home, it could be that he has been isolated to a special place.”

“One place is obviously a destination, this opportunity should not be lost.”

“One place is obviously also mine, the running time and the intruder could have just moved in the hospital tonight, in this city— Ah?“

*wave! Waves! Waves!

“...”

“...”

But, all of that stopped when Amalia waved her hand between me and Pero.

His incompetence stopped our conversation he overflowed into a body expression. The girl forbade us from fighting. He ran to change position to our middle, skipped around a little, then raised his hands high while expressing loudly with a wrinkle on the face.

“Hh ... hh ...”

Amalia apparently spent enough energy when jumping just now. His breathing sounded hard with his chest that was blooming.

For a moment I wanted to ask her her overwhelmed condition.

“...!?”

But, when my hand moved and my mouth wanted to ask, the girl pulled her note and pointed right in front of my face. Very close, all of a sudden, to the point of being quite shocked and rewinding my face a few inches.

Why not both!?

Write it there.