RP Chapter 28

Chapter 28 – ‘The Owner’

Volume 3, Resonance 4, Part 1

Novel Title: 共鳴熱情 オメガバース (Resonance Passion: Omegaverse)

Author：岩本薫 (Iwamoto Kaoru)

Illustrator：蓮川愛 (Hasukawa Ai)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: MC- 遠峰一紗 (Toomine Kazusa), Lemur & ML- ゼロ (Zero)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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Toomine Kazusa began unpacking, placing the stacked cardboard boxes on the floor and opening them one by one. He placed or stored the contents in places that seemed appropriate in the room. For now, everything was placed provisionally. Once he started living there, he could rearrange things based on convenience.

Since there were only ten boxes, the task was finished in about two hours. The room itself seemed to have been recently renovated, so there was no need for thorough cleaning. Just vacuuming and a light wipe-down would suffice.

“Well then,” he murmured.

Zero had told him to call once he finished unpacking. Apparently, Zero would show him around the building.

He had heard that the second to seventh floors were residential spaces. So perhaps he could check out the communal areas on the first floor and, if he was lucky, the lounge in the basement.

In Kazusa’s understanding, a ‘lounge’ was a place where hostesses accompanied patrons as they dined and drank. He had only been to such a lounge once in his past, when he accompanied a pharmaceutical company executive on a business reception. The two-hour ordeal ended with him barely saying a word to the female staff seated beside him, as he was too nervous. Even the lounge manager and assistant manager likely deemed him a poor prospect for future visits, and he wasn’t given much attention. According to rumours, the executive he had accompanied had a favourite girl (who had been glued to his side that day) and would often dine with her or take her to a hotel after the reception. He was eventually caught receiving kickbacks from the pharmaceutical company and was transferred to a remote location.

With memories like that, lounges weren’t something Kazusa had fond associations with.

There were a certain number of people, regardless of gender, who had a fetish for Stray Omegas. These individuals frequented brothels in the red-light districts where high-class male and female prostitutes were available. Brothels were places where people sought sexual services, and customers specifically sought out Stray Omegas for sex. A colleague at the hospital once told him that the prices for these services were so high that the average citizen couldn’t afford them. As a result, the clientele mainly consisted of wealthy individuals such as Alphas and elite Betas. Some of these wealthy patrons would even buy out their favourite Stray Omegas and keep them as mistresses, becoming their patrons.

On the other hand, at the underground lounge here, Stray Omegas would provide service. But without offering sexual favours.

(So, you just drink together?)

Kazusa didn’t fully understand the appeal of paying money just to spend time drinking with someone, especially since he wasn’t particularly interested in such things. But perhaps just being in the presence of an Omega was enough to be fulfilling for some people, even if all they did was sit and chat.

With these thoughts in mind, Kazusa stepped out of his room and locked the door with the key that Zero had entrusted to him. While he didn’t own anything valuable enough to steal, it was best to prevent any trouble from arising beforehand. After all, he was already something of an outsider in this community.

(He said it was on the upper floor, right?)

Kazusa took the elevator up one floor. On the seventh floor, the top of the building, there were two doors. Unsure which one belonged to Zero, he pulled out his smartphone from his back pocket and opened his messaging app. Just as he was typing, “Please tell me your room number,” to Zero, the door to room 702 on the right opened with a click. A familiar young man stepped out.

“…Ah…”

The man who had helped him with the move—if Kazusa remembered correctly, his name was Hawk—noticed Kazusa and gave a slight bow, greeting him with a “Hello.” Zero had mentioned that Hawk was the oldest resident here and his right-hand man. But he looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

“Hello. Thanks so much for helping me move. It was a huge help.”

“No worries. We get a lot of people coming and going around here. So I’m used to it. Besides, you didn’t have much stuff, so it was an easy job.”

Hawk, brushing it off lightly as if it was no big deal, responded next with, “If you need help again, don’t hesitate to ask,” showing yet another level of maturity.

“Thank you. Actually, I was wondering… which room is Zero’s?”

“You mean the owner?”

It seemed that Zero was referred to as ‘the owner’ by the residents here.

“He told me to call him when I finished unpacking so he could show me around the building.”

“Ah, that explains it. The owner’s room is 701.”

Hawk gestured toward a door different from the one he’d come out of and then, with another polite nod, said, “Well then, if you’ll excuse me,” as he stepped into the elevator. The sliding doors closed, and the well-mannered young man disappeared from view.

Kazusa walked to Zero’s room as directed by Hawk and, as he stood in front of the door, he suddenly felt nervous. He took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly to calm his nerves before pressing the doorbell.

While he was waiting for a response, the door unexpectedly opened with a click. The sight of Zero’s stunning face, still something Kazusa hadn’t gotten used to, startled him. He let out a small yelp.

“What? You act like you’ve seen a monster.”

Zero frowned.

“Um… did you just unlock the door?”

“The door? No, this room isn’t locked.”

“You mean you never lock your door? Isn’t that dangerous?”

Even though the external security was solid, Kazusa was still surprised by the lack of caution. Ignoring Kazusa’s concern, Zero simply said, “Come in,” and turned away.

“Uh… pardon my intrusion,” Kazusa said, stepping in as usual with his shoes on, following Zero down the hallway. Like Kazusa’s own place, the entryway led to a hardwood floor corridor. But Zero’s main room was about one and a half times larger, with an additional room off to the side. Being a corner room, it had windows on two sides, allowing plenty of sunlight, just like Kazusa’s.

(I see… so this is directly above my room.)

Kazusa realised this as he glanced out the windows.

The main room had an open kitchen installed in one corner, larger than the one in his own room.

(You’d think, being the building owner, he’d have an even bigger place.)

The room’s interior was chic and simple, giving no impression of unnecessary luxury.

One wall was left with exposed concrete, adorned with black-and-white photographs and what appeared to be contemporary artwork. The black leather sofa, stainless steel coffee table, work desk with a high-back chair, hanging downlights from the ceiling, and bookshelves—all were in black, matching the stylish image that Zero exuded.

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