Chapter 54: Special fanservice for cute omegas

Looking into the camera, Cheon Areum tilted his head slightly and smiled. He hooked one finger into the neckline of his white tank top. The cotton stretched easily as he tugged the fabric low enough to expose the elegant hollow of his collarbone. A faint, still-reddened bite mark was visible. He stuck out his tongue and dragged it slowly through the air—a teasing, wet line that ended mere millimeters from the lens. To the camera, it looked exactly like he was licking it—licking the viewer. A soft, filthy click of tongue against teeth followed in the pin-drop silence of the elevator.

The phone instantly dropped to the floor of the elevator from the omega’s hands, who couldn’t process what he had just witnessed. The intern, too stunned to even push out a single word, only stared at him dumbly without blinking, mouth agape. Cheon Areum was still cornering him with a smile, but remembering something, he glanced up at the corner of the elevator and saw the security camera with a red blinking light.

“Tsk.”

He clicked his tongue and finally moved away from the omega, despite wanting to tease the intern for a little longer—hoping Yoon Seoyul wouldn’t find out, or he’d sulk over it for the next few days again. At that moment, the elevator doors opened on the cafeteria floor. Not waiting for the intern to collect himself or his phone, Cheon Areum walked out of the elevator while sniffing the back of his hand. He could smell the vanilla from his body, but you would have to almost meet his skin to smell it. Perhaps the omega in the elevator hadn’t smelled it, then.

As much as he enjoyed being in Yoon Seoyul’s pheromones, he didn’t like others getting a free sniff of them. He even detested alphas tasting the vanilla; regardless of the fact that it repelled them intensely, it still meant they could get a whiff of it. He would rather have his own pheromones on himself, but since he was marked for life, only Yoon Seoyul would ever be able to get his pheromones in this lifetime.

Entering the busy cafeteria, Cheon Areum could only wish not to grab everyone’s attention with his wings. He was going to wait for the people ahead of him to get their meals, but as soon as his presence was noticed, a path cleared on its own without anyone even having to speak. Cheon Areum didn’t complain. He got his tray and started picking up whatever dish looked good, and his eyes fell on soup.

Seaweed soup…

He subconsciously salivated over it, but he had never seen seaweed soup being served here, ever. Debating whether he should clear out his tray and fill it with bowls of seaweed soup instead, he heard a voice behind him.

“Just get it. Why do you have to stare into its soul?”

One hand quicker than his, Inho grabbed a bowl of seaweed soup for him and put it on his tray, then took the tray from him too—as if it were too heavy for an S+ Class awakener to carry a few more steps to the table. But who was Cheon Areum to complain? He was more used to others doing things for him anyway. Walking empty-handed next to Inho, he saw there was no one else with him.

“Where’s Hwan? I don’t see him around with you these days.”

“I don’t see him around either.”

“Why did he leave you alone to be with your omega?”

“No…”

“Then what?”

Cheon Areum pressed noisily.

“I was betrayed by him.”

Inho spoke with grief as Cheon Areum guided him to a table in the other corner of the cafeteria, away from the entrance.

“It’s been more than a month since he stopped replying to my messages. It was only because he disappeared somewhere and wouldn’t tell me where he was. I believe it’s because he’d been lying to me about being single all this time—laughing at my face while already dating someone—and now he doesn’t have the guts to come out and say it to me.”

“That’s interesting… He’s still under contract with the guild. You couldn’t catch him during work hours?”

He spoke without glancing at Inho, attention fixed instead on navigating the crowded cafeteria. He adjusted his posture slightly, careful that his wings didn’t brush against passing staff or knock into anyone seated at the tables.

“No. He’s very good at hiding, apparently…”

“Then what about Wooyoung? Has he dumped you for good?”

“No. We already made up and are dating again. He said he’s on a diet, so he’s skipping lunch and only got an iced Americano.”

Something told him this wasn’t the first time Inho had been dumped by Jang Wooyoung.

“How many times have you two broken up and gotten back together?”

“Only four or five times.”

“How long have you guys been dating?”

“Two months.”

“…”

He didn’t know whether to pity Inho or congratulate him on getting back together, so he didn’t say anything until he reached the table he was looking for.

“Place it here.”

Cheon Areum pointed to the table next to a wooden tray, meaning he was going to sit next to the person occupying that seat. A bit confused, Inho set it down there and lifted his face to signal whoever it was to move if they wanted to live—but seeing who it was, he became even more scared.

“Areum! Do you want to see me get fired that badly? Master has repeatedly told me not to interact with him, even if he comes over asking for you!”

Inho shouted in a low decibel. The person already sitting at the table was none other than the guild master of Aurora, Han Kakta. This was their first time seeing each other after yesterday’s ordeal. Cheon Areum had invited him here with a message while he was handcuffed to Yoon Seoyul, passing the time using his phone with his right hand. Han Kakta had readily agreed to met him.

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