Rebellious Omega
Chapter 4
The cold wind blew. Although it was only a slight breeze, it was mixed with the coldness of winter.
It shuttled through the crowd, bringing about a wave of wind. However, this did not affect the liveliness of the campus. Instead, it set off the youthful spirit of this campus.
"Brother, are you sending me to the freshman registration?"
"No, what else?
You don't know the way. "
"Is that so?
Aren't you taking this opportunity to come into contact with the Omega that you usually can't come into contact with? "
"Hey hey, you're teasing me again. Am I such a thirsty person?"
"I think …"
You pulled your scarf up, trying to block the cold wind. Feeling the softness of the wool scarf against your face, you said:
"A little."
Abner had no choice but to accept your explanation. Seeing that you couldn't wait to bury your entire face in the scarf, he silently took a few steps forward, his entire body firmly blocking in front of you.
Although there was still some cold wind, you were still freed from the situation of the cold wind blowing against your face. You pulled down your scarf and said to the person blocking in front of you:
"With you like this, I can't even see the way."
"…"
Ebner paused for a moment, then replied without turning his head:
"Then before you left, who was it that pulled up the scarf and looked like he was going to suffocate himself to death."
"Wow, so cold and heartless. But if that's true, then won't I be famous?"
Although you knew that the person in front of you couldn't see your expression, you still couldn't help but raise your right eyebrow and say with a smile:
"Shocking!
An Omega on the first day of university … "
You suddenly lost your voice halfway through your sentence. Ebner turned his head strangely, only to see you staring at a certain place with wide eyes.
Eh?
Isn't this …
Ebner followed your line of sight and found that it was the Mecha Department's freshman registration booth. While several students wearing second-year badges on their shirts were standing and patiently answering questions for the freshmen, the only person sitting was particularly conspicuous.
***
"Allisen, don't be so expressionless. Haven't you heard of an old saying?
At the booth, a brown-haired boy finished the registration procedures for the new students and turned his head to shout at the black-haired boy in the seat.
The black-haired man known as Allisen had a cold expression on his face.
"You're so annoying."
"Hahahahaha, it's useless even if you find me annoying. A bet is a bet. Since you lost to Abner, you can only obediently come over and be a living signboard." With that said, the brown-haired boy added with a grin,
"It's clearly a voluntary helper, and he could have just slipped away. Yet, he specifically dragged you to replace him. He's really too nice. If it were me, I would have slipped away long ago."
Allisen turned his head in disdain. Suddenly, he sensed a gaze from somewhere and frowned.
Ebner?
And beside him was … Omega?
Allisen didn't know why, but when he saw the Omega staring at him with wide eyes, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze.
What's going on, so the reason he specifically challenged me to a one-on-one fight was to accept his Omega into the school.
The cold wind blew, and countless pheromones flew past the tip of his nose. However, he keenly caught a whiff of osmanthus fragrance, and his heart seemed to ripple.
This … is her pheromone?
An inexplicable doubt flashed across his heart.
***
Wow, so similar!
So similar!
ruru!
You silently equated the two in your heart.
My Ruru must be so cute in human form ~ Sob sob sob, I really want to cuddle a cat, I really miss Ruru. Damn it, wait until I familiarize myself with the environment and get through to my roommates, then I'll raise Ruru!
You secretly clenched your fists and made a decision.
When you looked at the brown-haired boy, you noticed that your brother in front of you was looking at the black-haired boy over there. As soon as you shifted your gaze, your eyes met with the black-haired boy's, but in less than a second, he lowered his eyes to avoid your gaze. You strangely scratched your head and withdrew your gaze. Then you patted your brother who seemed to be thinking about something, hinting that he was going to enroll.
Before Ebner came back to his senses, his green eyes seemed to carry the winter snow, clear and cold. After you patted his shoulder, the snow in his eyes suddenly melted, as if it had turned into a pool of water. He gently grasped your hand on his shoulder. Your hand was cold, and Ebner did not hesitate to use his wide hand to hold your cold hand that was blown by the wind, firm and nervous.
You only felt that you were suddenly pulled down by Ebner's hand. Since your hand was cold and you were not wearing gloves, you were happy to have a human heater to warm you up. You did not feel anything strange in your heart at all. Just like that, you were led by him all the way.
So on the road, you held hands one after the other, just like an adult taking care of a child.
Most of the people who passed by looked at you with bright eyes. Then when they saw the two of you holding hands and Ebner in front of you, their eyes suddenly flickered and the expression on their faces became complicated, making you very happy.
Soon, you arrived at the Mech Production Department that you were going to enroll in. The Computer Department could be said to encompass the needs of all walks of life, whether it was the production of photon processors or the sensing system of mecha. You also applied for the Computer Department in your previous life, so you also applied for the Computer Department in this life.
"Hello, are you Eretta Waltz?"
When you just arrived at the registration point, a gentle voice sounded in your ears, and then a girl in a checkered shawl appeared in your sight. She gave you a friendly smile, rose-coloured curly hair scattered behind her back, and she wore wide-rimmed silver glasses. The eyes hidden under the glasses were well-behaved almond eyes, and her pupils were the same colour as her hair. She looked like a noble girl who had walked out of an oil painting.
***
After completing the registration procedures, you learned that you happened to be a freshman, so you had to live with a sophomore from the Computer Department.
The First National Palace's dormitory was a two-person system. Different departments were distributed in different areas, and Omega would be arranged in a separate building in the department. In order to prevent people from peeping or entering, the security and vigilance were very strict.
So Omega would only live with another Omega, and between Omega, the same sex would usually be paired up, while Alpha and Beta would be randomly paired up according to class.
Coincidentally, the sophomore Omega who lived with you was the senior who greeted you. On the way to the dormitory together, you asked a lot of questions, and then learned that the senior was called Cherie Bull. You chatted with her for a while, and then changed your expression to call her by her name.
When you were about to reach the dormitory, you suddenly asked:
"Cherie, do you know my brother?"
Ebner, who had been following silently, deliberately coughed a few times after being called out, wanting to use this as a warning to you not to be too arrogant.
You ignored your brother's death stare and continued: "I heard that he's very famous in school, is that true?"
Cherie gently listened to your words, nodded and said:
"Senior Walz is indeed very famous in our school. In this year's school competition, I remember that Senior Walz won first place in the single mecha competition."
After Ebner heard this, he silently added:
"It's just a tie for first place, it's no big deal."
"Eh ~ I see ~"
You rolled your eyes and responded with curved eyes.
Oh, I see, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Tsk tsk tsk, you can't judge a book by its cover.
You hid these words in your eyes and looked at Ebner. You looked like a kitten who had stolen a snack, licking its paws in front of its owner with satisfaction, and then looked at its owner with round eyes proudly, as if to say: It's useless to hide it!
Ebner only felt his hands itch, and he really wanted to pinch your cheeks.
You walked to the door of the dormitory building. Because the Omega dormitory prohibited Alpha from entering, you had to separate from Ebner. You took the suitcase from his hand, raised your hand obediently and waved it, saying: "Goodbye, brother."
Ebner stared at you in front of him and slowly exhaled. He narrowed his eyes and watched the white fog rise, as if it was blocking your vision, but he could vaguely see your figure.
In the end, he just raised his hand to touch your hair, softened his eyes and said:
"Goodbye, Eretta."
At this time, the winter snow fell lightly. You saw that his eyelashes seemed to be condensed with a layer of white frost. That was the snow falling on his eyelashes. You laughed softly and raised your hand to help him wipe off the layer of white frost. When you helped him wipe off the falling snow, you felt a faint tremor under your fingers, like a dragonfly skimming the water, or a delicate butterfly hiding in the bushes, about to fly.
After you retracted your hand, you took off your scarf and wrapped it around his neck. You looked up at him and said with a smile:
"Be careful on the way back."
"… Okay."
What responded to you was his low voice.
After saying goodbye, you mercilessly turned around and directly held Cherie's arm and walked into the dormitory building.
The dormitory building had a total of five floors. Each floor had 10 dormitories and two elevators. The first floor was the public hall. From the moment you walked into the dormitory building, you could feel the soft pheromones exclusive to Omega. Some were light, some were sweet, and some were strong. When you happily glanced at the Omega in front of you — —
You saw a boy.
To be precise, a male Omega.
You instantly decided in your heart that as long as you left the dormitory, you would tidy yourself up. This building, in the eyes of others, was exclusive to Omega, but in your eyes — —
Men and women mixed together.
You looked at the boys on the sofa in the hall. Whether they were picking up the mirror to look at themselves or sitting quietly to read a book, in your eyes, they all represented — —
Opposite sex!
Opposite sex!
Opposite sex!!!
When you were complaining in your heart, Cherie shook your arm, hinting that someone was coming. You looked up and saw a man in a suit walking over.
He stopped in front of you, stretched out his hand, and said:
"Hello, I'm the dormitory building's building manager, Rick Byrd."
His knuckles were well-defined, slender and fair, and his nails were a healthy pink.
You smelled his pheromone was the smell of sunken wood. The exotic fragrance swam at the tip of your nose, just like his entire person, elegant and steady.
You held his hand, raised your smile, narrowed your eyes, and said brightly: