MORIC - Chapter 16
Chapter 16: Isn't It Bad for an Omega to Force an Alpha?
The Alpha Kendo Tournament was a long-standing tradition at Guyun Academy.
Similarly, the Omegas had their own Tea Ceremony Competition.
It also involved multiple rounds of selection, but Chi Yueshan had absolutely no interest. She was likely going to fail her required tea ceremony class, let alone embarrass herself by participating in such a competition.
The Kendo Tournament was scheduled for Friday. Xuan Ping had even bought a special perfume for the occasion.
Chi Yueshan found the scent quite pleasant and asked before they left, "Where did you buy it?"
Xuan Ping's room wasn't on the same floor as Chi Yueshan's. Many people were going to watch the tournament today, so there were a lot of people passing by outside.
Xuan Ping twirled in front of the mirror. Her pale blue dress flared out beautifully, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
It was as if her former plainness had been swept away entirely. Chi Yueshan's mood was lifted by her friend's infectious joy, making her even more curious about this mysterious Alpha "friend" of hers.
"I asked a senior from the year above to buy it for me. It's said to be cornflower from Planet Elmo. Do you think it smells like it?"
Chi Yueshan held the small perfume bottle and nodded, not asking about the price.
She felt that Xuan Ping's current happiness was priceless.
Xuan Ping smiled, turned around, and looked Chi Yueshan up and down. "Yueshan, you're going to see Senior Wen. Aren't you going to change your clothes?"
Even as a student of Guyun Academy's Omega Division, Chi Yueshan wasn't very particular about her appearance. She was still wearing loose-fitting pants with large pockets convenient for carrying things, and her top was either a shirt or a sweater layered over one. The loose threads, at least, were trimmed quickly.
Chi Yueshan looked down at herself. "Does it look that bad? I've only worn this shirt a few times."
She rarely wore brightly colored clothes. The uniform robes for this year's freshmen were already prone to getting dirty, so most of her inner layers were dark-colored.
Today, she had specifically changed into a sprout-yellow one.
Xuan Ping shrugged. "I think you should wear a skirt."
The last time Chi Yueshan wore a skirt was back when she was a streamer, but those kinds of streamers didn't wear much fabric to begin with.
Not to mention those crotch-hugging pants, which were actually very uncomfortable. Chi Yueshan herself couldn't see what was so exciting about them.
"I don't have any skirts," she said, scratching her head. "I remember Senior Xinghuo said in her Supernova Alpha interview that she didn't have any requirements in that regard."
Xuan Ping paused. "That's probably because Senior Wen doesn't wear skirts herself, right?"
It was normal for female Alphas to enjoy dressing up, but Wen Xinghuo's inherent gender seemed to be blurred; even male Alphas weren't as valiant as she was.
Chi Yueshan pointed to her hair, which she had tied up today. "But I put in a hair clip today. Isn't it cute?"
Whenever she thought of Wen Xinghuo, a surging wave of affection would appear on her face. Xuan Ping felt this was different from her own feelings. This affection was more like adoration.
But she didn't know how to put it into words.
She thought to herself: Perhaps Yueshan already knows?
The planet-shaped hair clip even had a silver pendant that dangled between her brows, swaying gently.
But Chi Yueshan hadn't taken off her glasses, which made the whole look seem incongruous.
Xuan Ping asked, "Can't you take off your glasses?"
Chi Yueshan put on a mock-serious act to fool her. "Green eyes are unlucky, have you forgotten?"
It was a very old legend. Xuan Ping shrugged. "What era are we in? Even if you think you need to cover them, you could at least wear contact lenses. How can glasses hide them?"
Chi Yueshan nodded. "Just kidding. I want to give my Wifey Xinghuo a stunning surprise, to create a contrast when I take off my glasses. That way, she'll have a deep impression of me."
Xuan Ping couldn't be bothered to correct Chi Yueshan's form of address anymore. After all, this person was completely indifferent to the scorn of her peers, brazenly proclaiming her love for Wen Xinghuo.
In a way, it was a unique kind of courage.
"Then you should keep them on. It's about time, shall we go?"
Xuan Ping was also carrying a small bag. Her outfit today was completely different from when she first enrolled; the fabric of her dress was no longer of inferior quality.
Chi Yueshan didn't hold back her teasing words. "Let's go. To celebrate this wonderful day, shall we go buy a hot drink?"
Xuan Ping: "I'll treat you?"
Chi Yueshan: "Where did you get a monthly pass for the coffee cart! Don't tell me it's also from that…"
Xuan Ping let out a little yelp. "Don't say it so loudly…"
This Kendo Tournament began with preliminary matches within the Alpha Division.
After all, not every Alpha knew kendo. In the end, twelve people from the first three years would be selected, divided into groups, and then compete.
Most of the fourth-year students were already on internships and generally wouldn't return except for major academy events.
Most importantly, the royal class was also participating in this tournament.
When Xi Zhoumeng arrived, the area outside the venue was already filled with people waiting for their tickets to be checked.
She was one of the organizers and the new president of the Omega Council, so naturally, she had special privileges.
Duan Daizhen walked up and whispered to Xi Zhoumeng, "I've taken care of the lounge over there."
Xi Zhoumeng was still looking at the seating arrangement for the royals.
She hummed in acknowledgment, the sound rising at the end.
Xi Zhoumeng asked the system in her mind: Do you know which one it is? There are three with purple eyes.
How the hell am I supposed to play matchmaker if I can't find the female lead?
【System: I forgot.】
Xi Zhoumeng really wanted to electrocute this thing.
Because she was still cursing in her head, her expression looked exceptionally cold. Duan Daizhen thought she was in a bad mood and asked, "Who pissed you off? Or was today's coffee not smooth enough? Or did the gardener not meet your minimum aesthetic requirements?"
Duan Daizhen had known Xi Zhoumeng for many years and was even in the same class as Wen Xinghuo.
Before they had all presented, she and Xi Zhoumeng were merely nodding acquaintances.
She also knew about Wen Xinghuo's past life as a servant.
It was precisely because she knew about this part of their past that she firmly believed the two were true loves.
Xi Zhoumeng never corrected her.
This time, she just shook her head slightly, lazily leaning against Duan Daizhen, and asked, "Which one of the royals are you more familiar with?"
Duan Daizhen noticed that Xi Zhoumeng had changed her perfume again.
Because everyone wore pheromone patches year-round, pheromone leakage was rare.
But they were all at a hot-blooded age, so a wisp or two might leak out during exercise, emotional excitement, or when rushing to meet a deadline.
Yet Duan Daizhen had never once smelled Xi Zhoumeng's pheromones.
It was as if she had never been truly excited. Instead, her perfume changed regularly, sometimes floral, sometimes tea-scented.
"Zhoumeng, that's the royal family. How could I be familiar with them? With my looks, I couldn't possibly sleep my way up to that level, could I?"
Duan Daizhen had short hair, short in the front and long in the back, which at first glance seemed to be layered in three tiers, each layer dyed in a gradient, like a blooming flower.
This was also a recent change, but it was nowhere near as stunning as Xi Zhoumeng's appearance.
Her previous hair color had been conventional. Now, the extreme black of her hair, the intertwining red cords across her deep V-neckline, and the glimpse of her back, mostly hidden by her thick, dark hair, revealed a charm that was lethal enough.
"Babe, you're being too modest."
Xi Zhoumeng touched Duan Daizhen's new earring, reached out to take a new drink from an AI robot, and asked again, "What did you mean by the lounge?"
Duan Daizhen said, "There are twelve lounges. I specifically registered your fingerprint for Wen Xinghuo's room. Very convenient."
She even winked, perfectly conveying the message: I'm here to help you.
Xi Zhoumeng let out a laugh. Her lipstick stained the rim of the hot drink cup, the lines of her lips carrying a bewitching sexiness.
"Do I need to resort to this?"
【System: Then why don't you go sound out Wen Xinghuo?】
【Xi Zhoumeng: You're so perverted.】
【System: ?】
【System: Are you crazy?】
Duan Daizhen said, "True. You two have been at it for so many years and still haven't made it official. I'm starting to suspect Wen Xinghuo is impotent."
A student passing by happened to hear this and gave Xi Zhoumeng a complicated look.
Xi Zhoumeng held the hot drink. The paper cup was decorated with the design for this year's Kendo Tournament—silhouettes of the twelve contestants. Wen Xinghuo's journey of leveling up had begun last year, and this was yet another stepping stone.
By next year, she would be able to pilot that mecha that had lain dormant for a hundred years.
"That won't do."
If Wen Xinghuo was impotent, how could they have a happy ending?
Forget a happy ending, Xi Zhoumeng, who still hadn't found the female lead, was getting quite frustrated.
"When are you going to the stands?"
Xi Zhoumeng asked.
Duan Daizhen was still busy with ticket checking. "At least until the first round is halfway through."
Xi Zhoumeng: "Who are you betting on to win first place?"
Duan Daizhen paused, seeming a bit embarrassed. "Sorry, but I think Senior Jiang He from the third year is more professional."
Xi Zhoumeng nodded. "True, he comes from a family of kendo masters."
Duan Daizhen: "So I think Wen Xinghuo will be in the top three."
Xi Zhoumeng let out an "oh." "Isn't top three just ninth from the bottom?"
Just then, Xi Shuang passed by. Hearing this, she felt the pressure multiply. She had entered with the mindset of just not coming in last.
So this young lady thought that anything less than first place was useless?
She quickly sent a message to Wen Xinghuo, who was already in the lounge: 【Your Zhoumeng thinks if you don't get first place, you have erectile dysfunction.】
Wen Xinghuo was in the middle of changing and didn't notice the notification on her light-brain.
Their light-brains didn't require a physical device; they were bound to their bodies and could even project a full floating window, with a function for storing small items.
Wen Xinghuo didn't notice that there was another person in her lounge.
After all, the contestants' lounges were well-arranged, and only a fingerprint could unlock the door.
Chi Yueshan, using a cheat device she had spent half a semester making, was hiding behind the sofa, staring blankly at the new message.
What did she mean, if she doesn't get first place, she has… huh?!!
Xi Zhoumeng was too much!!
Even though she was a woman, as an Alpha, she should be capable in all aspects. How could she say that!!!
Chi Yueshan had finally managed to find Wen Xinghuo's lounge and had snuck in before she arrived, all for the sake of having a proper reunion with her.
But just as Wen Xinghuo went to change, a message like this popped up, making Chi Yueshan's head burn with anger. She just wanted to curse Xi Zhoumeng out.
How would you not know if my Senior Xinghuo is… you know! And you're spreading rumors!!!
Too much!!
As she cursed, she felt that it was wrong for an Omega to think this way.
She thought to herself: Retract, retract!
Wen Xinghuo put on her professional gear. Just hearing the sounds made Chi Yueshan blush.
The sound of the zipper, hehehe.
The sound of the velcro, hehehe.
The sound of the metal, hehehe.
The sound of Xi Zhoumeng's… huh?
Chi Yueshan looked up. Xi Zhoumeng had somehow gotten in, startling even Wen Xinghuo.
For a moment, Alpha pheromones leaked out.
Chi Yueshan felt dizzy. Only then did she realize the online rumors weren't false; it really was the scent of gunpowder.
Ooh, it feels perfect for a roll in the hay, my dear Senior Xinghuo.
"Zhoumeng… how did you get in?"
Wen Xinghuo pressed her pheromone patch again. She hadn't put on her helmet yet. Pushing aside the curtain, she came out and asked in surprise.
Xi Zhoumeng made no attempt to hide it. "I came to cheer you on."
Her dyed black hair looked glossy and distinct under the light, but the red streak on one side of her bangs was breathtaking.
The red mole on her cheekbone seemed to have been lit into a spark of fire, capable of captivating anyone with a single glance.
Wen Xinghuo smiled. "Thanks. Does the Council President have the privilege of entering Alpha lounges?"
Xi Zhoumeng took a step forward, almost pressing right up to Wen Xinghuo's face.
The hiding Chi Yueshan watched, her eyes burning with fire.
No way, no way, are they going to do it in the lounge? This is too cruel to me!!!
"Our Xinghuo, why do you have the scent of wisteria on you?"
She let out a laugh, her eyes filled with teasing, curiosity, and probing, completely devoid of the love others assumed was there.
【System: Warning! Detected a drop in a main character's favorability!】
Xi Zhoumeng, completely oblivious, moved forward another fraction of an inch. Wen Xinghuo retreated slightly, looking as if she was about to be overwhelmed by Xi Zhoumeng's presence.
Chi Yueshan thought: Is Xi Zhoumeng going to force herself on my lovely Senior Xinghuo!!
How can there be such a shameless Omega in this world!
Wen Xinghuo's hand pressed on Xi Zhoumeng's shoulder, her pheromones leaking slightly due to her current mood.
Xi Zhoumeng, an Omega, seemed completely unaffected, watching her with great interest.
Wen Xinghuo said, "I probably picked it up when I went to your flower garden."
Xi Zhoumeng was about to ask something else when the pre-match warm-up bell rang.
Wen Xinghuo said, "I'm leaving first."
She seemed to be fleeing in a bit of a hurry.
The door shut with a bang. Xi Zhoumeng stood there by herself for a moment. Chi Yueshan didn't dare to breathe, just hoping this person would leave quickly.
But in the next second, Xi Zhoumeng walked straight in her direction.
She discovered Chi Yueshan with pinpoint accuracy.
Chi Yueshan jumped in fright. Xi Zhoumeng grabbed her by the collar, as if to lift her up.
Just as Chi Yueshan was about to speak, Xi Zhoumeng lowered her head and took a sniff at the back of her neck.
A deep sniff.
The scent of the pheromones emanating from that gland was so incredibly sweet.
It made Xi Zhoumeng want to bite down.
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