After Attending School A, I Differentiated into an Omega - Chapter 20.2

The Sports Rep was ready to kowtow. He bowed and retreated from the stairs all the way down.

The Academic Rep happened to come from the dorms. Seeing the Sports Rep, he patted him on the shoulder, nearly causing the Sports Rep’s pheromones to surge in an accidental stress response.

“F—!”

“What are you doing?” Li Wei was also startled.

The Sports Rep patted his chest. “Dammit, scared me to death. Look at my arm.”

“Get lost! Why would I look at your arm!”

Sports Rep: “No, look at my hair—it’s standing on end!”

Jiang Da and Bai Xue returned from the cafeteria and encountered a small traffic jam at the stairs.

Confused, they saw a crowd surrounding the Sports Rep. He was talking non-stop, parched as he recounted his “hair-raising encounter” for the nth time.

Onlookers included people from Class 2, Class 3, and even Class 8 and Class 11 from downstairs.

“The aura was so big—”

“The way she looked at me was like a knife scraping bone!”

Jiang Da squeezed in curiously. “What are you talking about?”

Sports Rep: “Just now! When I was heading back to class—”

Bai Xue: “…”

Qin Fengyue felt like she was having a dream. It was of a friend she hadn’t seen in a long time.

At that time, she was just in primary school. She started school early and wasn’t tall enough; she looked a year or two younger than the Omegas her age.

As a small, soft, and easy-to-bully ‘Little Moon,’ she was picked on often. But she wasn’t that easy to handle.

Qin Fengyue had been clever since childhood. She knew the logic of running if she couldn’t win, and screaming if she couldn’t run. She kept danger within a controllable range.

Until one time, she was cornered in an alley. When she screamed, it wasn’t a teacher or a passerby who came, but a girl half a head taller than her. She had a ‘steamed bun’ face and the ‘dead fish’ eyes of a Barbie doll—eyes that were still practicing their roll. This Barbie doll arrived with a cold face, backlit as if descending from heaven to save her.

The Barbie doll said in a milky but cool voice: “You guys—are too noisy.”

Little Qin Fengyue let out a sob, too awestruck to keep crying.

Then, when the Barbie doll was shoved into the corner right next to her…

Little Qin Fengyue was dumbfounded. It turned out that things descending from heaven weren’t just saviors; they could also be “Pig Synergists” or “Pig Teammates”!

The Barbie doll had one swollen eye, while the other large, watery eye tried hard to hold back tears. Instead, she accused her: “Why… why did you stop screaming?”

Little Qin Fengyue: “…”

The kids bullying them were a grade older than Qin Fengyue. The reason was simply that Qin Fengyue had always been likeable, and senior girls liked giving her candy. Some brats were jealous of her milk candy. What started as unsuccessful snatching eventually turned into fists and kicks.

So, after Qin Fengyue obediently handed over the milk candy, the kids left unwrapping them.

The Barbie doll, with her panda eye, stared in disbelief with her one good eye. Her shallow experience at the time wasn’t enough to handle such complex emotions. Her sophisticated cold face crumbled, and she looked at Qin Fengyue like she was an idiot.

“Idiot!”

Little Qin Fengyue immediately fished the last piece of candy from her pocket and said reluctantly: “I hid one more. Do you want it too?”

Barbie doll: “Idiot!”

“…”

This dream was too funny. Qin Fengyue hadn’t had it in a long time, and she laughed in her sleep once again.

The laughter acted like a switch, dragging her from the nameless alley of ten years ago into the kaleidoscopic modern world.

In a bar, Wang Xiao had her pinned in a corner of the sofa. In a drunken daze, she caught Wang Xiao’s body as it leaned down.

“Sis?” Qin Fengyue said hoarsely.

Wang Xiao’s breath was hurried, her pheromones aggressively invading. “Moon, I want you.”

Qin Fengyue frowned in disgust. “I’m an Alpha! You’re crazy.”

“I’m not crazy!”

“You’re sixteen, you know things now… Moon, I like you, let me hold you.”

Qin Fengyue shoved her away, grabbed the alcohol from the table, and poured it over Wang Xiao’s head. “What’s wrong with you! You’ve been annoying me for years, haven’t you had enough?”

Wang Xiao smiled. “What are you afraid of? Afraid of being pestered by me until you fall in love with me?”

Qin Fengyue kicked her. “Get lost! There are plenty of people who like me!”

Wang Xiao: “You flirt with every one of them. Who are you doing it for?”

“You’ve been so well-behaved lately. Is it because of me—”

Qin Fengyue lost her patience and started pummeling Wang Xiao. She had long forgotten the original reason, then remembered after a moment. “I’m f—ing looking for someone! Stay out of it!”

“It’s always that line. Who are you looking for? Just say it!”

Qin Fengyue shut her mouth and said after a long pause: “It’s been too long. I can’t remember clearly.”

“You won’t find them. Give up.”

Wang Xiao’s cold laugh dragged her out of that dream, and Qin Fengyue suddenly appeared in an empty corridor.

At the end of the vast, silent corridor, a small figure in a pink puff-sleeve dress appeared. Slowly, the tiny figure grew tall into a slender, graceful back.

Qin Fengyue was startled, her eyes wide as she chased after it.

The person turned around and caught her.

Qin Fengyue felt herself fall into a soft embrace. She looked up, unable to see the person’s face, but her waist was encircled and she was forced into a kiss.

The air was damp and hot, and so was the kiss. Likely due to a lack of experience even in a dream, Qin Fengyue took the lead and pressed the person down. She only knew how to press her lips against theirs; she didn’t know how to tangle her tongue, so she only sucked on the other’s lips, bumping against them clumsily.

The corners of her mouth became wet.

Like a river channel filled with water, a bit overflowed, gradually forming a branch.

This dream was too specific for Qin Fengyue—specifically to the point that she bit her own lip. She jolted awake from the bed, sweating from the sudden pain.

“Crap!”

Qin Fengyue’s sleepiness was gone. She wiped the corner of her mouth and hissed in pain.

“…”

Biting her own lip in a dream? That’s enough.

Qin Fengyue jumped off the bed and headed straight for the bathroom. She turned on the tap to wash her hands. While wiping them, she looked up and saw herself in the mirror.

How should she put it?

It was almost unbearable to look at.

Qin Fengyue covered her watery eyes with the back of her hand. Droplets from her hand slid from her nose to her chin.

She swallowed her dry throat and thought absent-mindedly: do Alphas have these dreams during differentiation?

Didn’t they say it’s bad for the newborn ‘organ’?

This thing takes a month or two to fully develop… it can’t…

Qin Fengyue thought distractedly.

She wiped her hands and reached down to feel her pants.

Eh?

Something seemed wrong.

She felt once, and in the next second, she felt again very quickly! A third time! A fourth!

Crap?

Qin Fengyue pulled her pants open and squinted down.

“……………..”

Crap…

Nothing happened?

Qin Fengyue’s scalp went numb, her legs went weak. She hadn’t differentiated?

She ran back to the bed and grabbed her phone. It was already 4:00 PM.

She had slept for hours and hadn’t differentiated?

Impossible!

No way?

Did differentiation fail?

Crap!

Why would that 1% chance hit her?

Qin Fengyue’s head felt like a tangled ball of yarn. There were several missed calls and messages asking about the progress, but she didn’t reply to any. She sat by the computer and searched for “Alpha differentiation failure cases” for an hour.

Most answers said that the first differentiation has a very low probability of being a ‘pseudo-differentiation’—which colloquially means failure. Gender is set from birth; how could one failed differentiation change it?

So professionals called it pseudo-differentiation.

Experts comforted that if the first attempt fails, it’s fine; just wait for the next time.

Qin Fengyue felt no comfort or calm. Her heart was in chaos as she thought of a solution.

A thud came from next door. She snapped back to reality; the clock showed 6:00 PM.

The scent in the room was regulated to vanish automatically; the thick scent of wine she hadn’t noticed was long gone.

Qin Fengyue pushed the door open and heard the discussion coming from downstairs.

After school, Bai Xue had specifically run out during P.E. to buy a differentiation gift for Qin Fengyue. As soon as class was over, she brought it along with gifts from others to pick her up. She was joined by Jiang Da, the Sports Rep, Li Wei, Yao Ting, and the curious Chen Linyu.

Chu Yang and Wang Miao came in with Qin Dong and Fang Yi as family. The large group swarmed toward the infirmary building, startling the doctor who was about to head to the isolation room to check.

“What are you doing? What’s with this crowd?”

“Want to see Qin Fengyue? Absolutely not! A newly differentiated Alpha is incredibly sensitive. If so many of you come together, what if you trigger her pheromone rejection?”

“I’ll go check the situation first. If the party is calm—”

Everyone chirped and argued, but they couldn’t win against the newly hired doctor.

Jiang Zhao trailed at the very back, scrolling through her phone nonchalantly, not participating in the argument at all.

She was even thinking: since so many people came for Qin Fengyue, could she just leave?

Suddenly.

“Zhao-ge! Say something!”

Swish. Several people turned their heads to look at her.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

After some arguing, the doctor relented. “Fine, fine. Three people maximum! You guys decide who goes!”

The doctor blocked the entrance with his hands on his hips. He thought they’d argue for a while, but everyone went surprisingly quiet.

Qin Dong and Fang Yi took the first two spots; no one dared object.

For the third, several gazes naturally turned toward Jiang Zhao.

Qin Dong: “?”

Fang Yi covered her mouth. “Moon’s classmates are quite interesting.”

“Hi! Senior!”

Qin Fengyue turned her head. The freshman boy from the next room looked at her excitedly. “Senior, how are you?”

Qin Fengyue looked numb, even suicidal.

The junior was thrilled: “I’ve differentiated. What about you, Senior?”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

“Scared me to death. I was so scared at first I thought differentiation might really fail! Luckily there’s a 99% success rate! If it really failed, that would be too embarrassing!”

“That’s called pseudo-differentiation,” Qin Fengyue couldn’t help but retort.

“Huh?”

“What’s pseudo-differentiation? Failure?”

Qin Fengyue said gloomily: “…It’s exactly what you think it means.”

Qin Fengyue heard footsteps coming from the stairs, along with voices.

Qin Dong: “Finally differentiated. This girl has been talking about it for two years—”

What to do, what to do…

The junior was still sighing. “Luckily it worked out. I was so afraid of being watched by the whole school. From today on, as an Alpha, I will cherish my little Omega!”

This was almost every Alpha’s grand wish. A figure from her dream flashed through Qin Fengyue’s mind. In an instant, several figures appeared at the turn of the stairs.

The meticulous Qin Dong.

The gently smiling Fang Yi.

The expressionless Jiang Zhao.

The first pair of eyes Qin Fengyue met belonged to Jiang Zhao.

The depths of the Alpha’s eyes held an profound meaning she couldn’t read; she only sensed a hint of predatory danger.

If Jiang Zhao found out she had a pseudo-differentiation, she’d be mocked to death!

Fire cannot be wrapped in paper; once one person knew, the whole thing would spread like wind through the school.

She’d be put in a car and paraded around as the only senior to fail differentiation?

Too humiliating!

The distant, distorted voices became concrete again. Fang Yi’s voice was close yet far.

“Baby? How did the differentiation go?”

Qin Fengyue heard her own voice. She replied: “It went very smoothly.”