RL Chapter 42

Chapter 42 – Jealous Pup

Resonance 5, Part 3

Novel Title: 共鳴劣情 オメガバース (Resonance Lust: Omegaverse)

Author：岩本薫 (Iwamoto Kaoru)

Illustrator: 蓮川愛 (Hasukawa Ai)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 本浄天音 (Honjou Amane) & 苅谷煌騎 (Kariya Kouki) / 首藤煌騎 (Shutou Kouki)

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

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Historically, Omegas lacked the ability to control their pheromones during heat, which made them vulnerable to exploitation by other categories. While Amane’s ability was incomplete, he wondered if it might be a sign of a genetic mutation—perhaps, in future generations, Omegas could evolve to control their pheromones without relying on pills. If that happened, Omegas could rise in status and they wouldn’t have to hide their true nature. They could become police officers, doctors, or even politicians.

But for now, such thoughts are far off in the future. At present, his halfway-developed ability was only useful for one thing: seduction. Even then, being a Stray Omega meant he had to use it sparingly and only during his heat cycle. So, opportunities to deploy it were limited—this was a card to play only in critical moments.

And with so many people gathered in this place… caution was key.

As Amane carefully adjusted the amount of Omega pheromones he was emitting, Kourogi’s eyebrows began to twitch in reaction. He could sense something. But since the amount was so slight, he didn’t realise it was Omega pheromones.

“The entertainment industry? There’s no way I could make it.”

“That’s not true. I’ve seen a lot of beautiful people in my line of work, but you’ve got a special charm—something that goes beyond just looks.”

“Special charm…?”

“I’ve scouted many stars in my time. Even Mizuki Andou was discovered by me. If I say you’ve got potential, you can believe it. Being attractive isn’t enough to become a star. There were tons of Alpha and Omega beauties at the party earlier, but you were the one who caught my eye.”

Kourogi’s voice grew more intense as he entered ‘flirt mode’. His thick double eyelids started to gleam with heat.

“You’ve got the unique aura of someone destined for success in the entertainment industry. And I have the talent to recognize that aura.”

With those words, Kourogi grabbed Amane’s hand and pulled him closer.

“Just as I thought,” he murmured dreamily, caressing Amane’s hand.

“Such smooth skin… like silk…”

Kourogi leaned in even further, blowing warm air into Amane’s ear. The fine hairs on the back of Amane’s neck stood on end, and he had to resist the urge to pull his hand away.

(What aura-detecting talent? This guy is disgusting…)

The very thought of this delusional man offering Aya as a ‘gift’ to his sponsors made Amane feel sick. But he knew he had to hold firm if he wanted to uncover the truth behind her death.

Suppressing his revulsion, Amane lowered his gaze as if hesitating, fluttering his eyelashes before slowly lifting his eyes to look up at Kourogi. The man swallowed hard and his hand began to sweat as his body temperature rose. Soon, Amane’s nose picked up the faint scent of Alpha pheromones.

Kourogi was aroused. The trap had worked.

But instead of feeling triumphant, Amane’s thoughts were elsewhere.

Although it wasn’t intentional, during this heat cycle, he’d had physical contact with three different Alphas.

The tailor Mizutani, Shutou Keiki, and now Kourogi, sitting beside him.

Kourogi, for his part, reacted to his own omega pheromones by releasing alpha pheromones.

Even so, a resonating heat did not occur.

(When we touch, the surge of arousal… it really is only with him…)

Amane bit his lip softly, feeling a sense of resignation. He then looked up, sensing a presence.

“………!”

Without Amane noticing, ‘he’ was already there, standing beside the booth with a grim expression on his face.

(Kariya!? When did he get here?)

Kouki, exuding a hostile aura completely out of place with his elegant formal attire, was glaring at Kourogi with a menacing gaze. His eyes then dropped silently, staring intently at the intertwined hands. Pressured by the strong killing intent, Kourogi quickly released Amane’s hand and stood up halfway.

“Well… well, I should get going now.”

With a voice that cracked slightly, he leaned close to Amane’s ear.

“If you ever feel like contacting me, I’ll be waiting.”

He quickly whispered, then stood up from the booth without waiting for Amane’s reply and hurriedly left the scene. Watching the retreating figure, Amane, in a displeased tone, questioned the man now beside him.

“…Why are you here?”

“I followed your Omega pheromones,” Kouki replied with an eerie calmness.

“…Was it really that strong?”

“Don’t worry. Only I can sense it.”

His confident response annoyed Amane all the more.

(Why ‘you’ of all people?)

Amane almost snapped at him but stopped, knowing the answer already.

Because they were ‘soulmates’. He is his special Alpha.

The reality of Kouki being ‘special’ had just been driven home once again. Feeling cornered, Amane lashed out, “Then you should’ve known I was in the middle of something important!”

“I was just about to seal the deal with the target. Why’d you have to barge in, you idiot?!”

Even though Amane knew it was misplaced anger, he couldn’t hold back. Kouki, unfazed, responded coldly.

“I specifically told you to contact me if Kourogi showed up while I was gone, didn’t I?”

He had emphasised that point multiple times, and Amane couldn’t deny it.

“…I thought waiting for you might make me lose the chance.”

Kouki completely ignored Amane’s excuse and asked another question.

“Why did you let him hold your hand?”

“Why? Because if I rejected him, I might’ve scared off the fish that was already on the hook. Haven’t you heard the saying ‘scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours’?”

Amane’s defiant tone only made Kouki frown, and he let out a deliberately audible sigh.

“So, in other words, you were seducing him with your Omega pheromones, as usual?”

“Huh? What’s with that attitude?”

Annoyed by Kouki’s sarcastic remark, Amane stood up from the sofa and confronted him. He had every intention of putting Kouki in his place. But he was surprised to see Kouki’s expression darken with a shadow of sadness, which threw off his momentum.

“You know how I feel…”

Kouki’s voice, bitter and hurt, cut through the tension.

“You know how I feel when I have to watch you flirt with another man like that.”

“……”

Amane’s shoulders twitched.

He did understand. He knew how much it would hurt Kouki to witness the seduction scene. That’s why Amane had hoped to finish it all while Kouki was away.

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*Translator’s Note: Honjou-san, you’re finished. Hahaha. -K

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Next update: 2025.02.12

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