Emotion Taster

Arc 3 Sweet Stinged Acid Ant Format: Chapter 16 - Animus Lobster

Today there is a person whose name is toxic positive, someone who spreads positive sentences where the contents tend to impose the will and even make people blind to the real situation. The word to face as difficult as any obstacle is not always true, everyone has their own capacity and should not condescend or flatten each individual. If the person feels inadequate, they are said to be spoiled or a failed person who does not want to try.

Giving up is sometimes the right choice, or rather giving up at the beginning to make a bigger step.

When we want to penetrate the desert with little water reserves, we do not need to fool ourselves by feeling able to do so. Preparation is important to complete supplies is very important, not just a positive view considers all obstacles can be solved just like that.

I began to understand little by little, with the intention that Geza the witch wanted to convey in the boy's body.

“Boiled frogs with gradual heating will not jump out. When there is a small change in temperature, the body will try to adjust. But, until when did that last? Of course there is a limit where the frog will not be able to stand boiling water,” said the child explained in a storytelling tone.

“Then what? The frog is just a jump,” answered me who tried cynically.

“Iya, it is true, jumping is the way out. However, the frog could not, he could not jump, he was already limp because all his strength was used to adjust to the hot temperature just now.”

“...”

I lowered my gaze, rejecting the look in his eyes that was explaining because my mind had clearly caught it. Before this story was finished, I even knew the end.

“Katak can not escape, but at the same time he is not able to adjust to the boiling heat. You know what happens next ... Kaivan?” he asked in a high tone again, from the beginning of the game he said that he was testing me.

“Katak will die.”

“Yes, frogs die, it will be inevitable. But, if the so-called cause of death is boiling water, it's all wrong.”

“...”

“Katak died because he was late to surrender, he decided to face the real danger he did not know he could not. It was sad when he finally died slowly as a result of his positive decision.”

I can't believe a little bit that frogs actually do that when boiled. But, the fact about the frog was not the biggest intent. What he wants to convey is not the truth of kisa, but the message of it all.

But, even so ....

I still don't want to believe that.

“The incident had nothing to do,” said I was still opposed.

The landing of frogs with humans who are sick and killed for asking to be killed is not the same. That might prove that positive thoughts are not always true, just that they still do not justify killing them.

“I still don't understand your way of thinking, isn't what I believe makes enough sense to you.”

“...”

“Many people have banned abortion for murder reasons. But, when a baby is born with all the flaws, he will live in the face of the many injustices of the world. Bullying, community stigma, and even bearing abnormalities. If you can't treat the baby well, why do you insist on bringing him into the world? The child may be better off not being born to avoid it all.”

“...”

“Everyone will die, sooner or later. I made it easier for them because that's what's light for them. When you eat another animal, you will also hasten its death to reduce pain. Then, for the one who had no choice but to die, I was the one who saved him from the pain. Am I wrong?”

“...”

I kept silent, his sentences constantly evolving pointing in a better direction. Unlike my reply, the statement that came out of his mouth was more meaningful and reasoned. At the very least, he was not a pure killer, not much different from the thief Robin Hood.

My hands clenched, my teeth stiffened, my mouth frozen, unable to speak. I wanted to resist murder, but if death was his ultimate destiny, I who forced him to live with the pain would look like a psychopath.

No one wants it, no one thinks it is right. However, when there is no right answer, then giving up is indeed the only option, emptying the answer on the answer paper can actually be a wise choice.

“Ge-Geza ...,” call me first on the child, a little hesitant and vibrating.

“Do you understand?”

“Thank you for listening,” the answer is a little humbling.

“But, earlier, can I ask?”

“Tany all you want.”

“Are you sure the person lying on that bed ... That person and everyone you killed really wanted death?”

I could probably feel the waves of his emotions. We may also be able to hear a plea from his mouth. But what he feels is not necessarily what he wants. Man is so unique, he can lie even to himself. Humans are very unique, not just the mouth, but the whole body and feelings can also lie. I with my strength alone still did not dare to decide that.

“I'm sure .. and I know clearly,” replied firmly although slightly accompanied by pause. “I am a witch, one of my abilities is to know people's depressed feelings by smelling the scent.”

“Aroma ..?”

“Iya, aroma. Huft ... hah .. when man is in his weakest state, be it mental or physical, then his magic wave will be able to feel.”

“...”

That power .. is a little like me.

“I tell you this as an exception. Thank you I still have to give. If you ask, it is magic that I got from my animus, magic that is similar and gives me the ability to not age.”

“Ti-can't age?”

My brain slowed down a bit, the various information that came in made it a little obstructed. In the end, the response that came out looked like a fool.

“Maybe you've seen it. That big clawed spear was my weapon. All those abilities come from one source .. Lobster animus. I can't age because they don't either. His magic mixed as a result of contracting with him. Therefore my appearance is now exactly the same as a child.”

In the sentence, Geza started walking back, this time he headed for the exit. The direction is opposite to where I stand in the middle of the room. So, his footsteps sounded away constantly.

At first I thought he wanted to leave me completely. But, before he went too far down the aisle, the boy called me, “Kaivan ..”

“...?” my reaction turned to look at him ., even though my face and expression froze like a robot.

“I'll give you one day to think. Come tomorrow to this hospital and decide about my partner's offer just now. If you want, we can make the world better with less pain.”

“...”

*Step, step, step ....

Geza walked away, down the hallway in a lonely night. I'm still here, still quietly, in the isolation room of the patient with all the ideologies that he's injected into me.

I started to get confused, about how I was dealing with this gray situation. Who is wrong, what is right. Since everything was still biased, I hesitated to decide. He has many pleadings to prove his actions, but I still can't argue all of them to prove my rejection.

“Huft .. hah ...,” my breath is long enough to restore stamina.

This task ... is really difficult.

　

　

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