After Transmigrating into an ABO World with My Nemesis (BL) - Chapter 19

[Annoying Person]: …

[Pufferfish Spirit]: ?

[Annoying Person]: Nothing.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: You didn’t just type ‘1’ to see if I was there, did you?

[Annoying Person]: .

[Annoying Person]: No.

For real? If you say it’s not, then it’s not?

Jiang Zhou tapped away at his screen.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: Rest easy, rival.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: Judging by the current situation, we’re pretty much locked in together.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: Truly disappointing.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: To wake up and still be in this hellhole.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: [Carcass_Lying_Down.jpg]

[Annoying Person]: Come back tonight to adjust our strategy.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: Huh?

[Pufferfish Spirit]: Did I say I was coming back?!

[Pufferfish Spirit]: [Red_Faced_Teddy_Bear.jpg]

[Annoying Person]: .

Just a period.

Jiang Zhou was not satisfied. Just as he was about to start nitpicking, another message popped up.

[Annoying Person]: My apologies.

[Annoying Person]: Next time, I will look away while you are doing strange things to my underwear.

Thump.

Jiang Zhou’s book slammed onto the floor. In the quiet, cavernous classroom, the sound was deafening. The teacher reading the PPT on the podium stopped and glanced his way; the entire class followed suit, turning to look at the source of the noise.

Jiang Zhou immediately snatched up the book, ducked his head, and played dead like a silent chicken.

Only after the teacher resumed reading did all the projecting gazes shift back.

Lin Le turned his head and saw his roommate’s face, which had instantly turned a terrifying shade of red—even his ears were scarlet.

Jiang Zhou’s eyes were shooting murderous glints, and his fingers were flying across the phone keyboard with such force he nearly cracked the screen.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: ????

[Pufferfish Spirit]: Wait.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: What do you mean “strange things”??

[Pufferfish Spirit]: I was just comparing sizes, what kind of nonsense are you talking?????

After half a minute without a reply, Jiang Zhou continued to send messages furiously.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: You bastard! Talk to me!!!!

[Pufferfish Spirit]: [Knife][Knife][Knife]

[Annoying Person]: You use your arm to compare sizes?

[Pufferfish Spirit]: How else?! It’s not like I was actually going to wear your underwear!

[Annoying Person]: That measurement method is inaccurate.

[Annoying Person]: Adult males generally do not grow to the size of their own arms.

He’s basically saying I’m exaggerating facts.

But isn’t it possible I could use your underwear to measure and then compare it to my own… no, that’s not the point.

Jiang Zhou took a deep breath.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: I’m coming back tonight to kill you.

[Annoying Person]: What time are you coming back?

[Pufferfish Spirit]: .

[Pufferfish Spirit]: I don’t know.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: My dorm is having a group dinner tonight.

It had been three weeks since the start of school, and everyone was getting well-acquainted. Since Jiang Zhou had suddenly moved out and might not live there again, the roommates decided last night to have a dinner to celebrate and have some fun.

Jiang Zhou loved a good crowd and had readily agreed.

Wait until I finish dinner, then I’ll make sure Cheng Bing sees stars.

[Pufferfish Spirit]: You just wait [Knife][Knife][Knife]

[Annoying Person]: Mhm.

Conversation over. Jiang Zhou flipped his phone face down on the desk and glared viciously at his phone case before returning his gaze to his textbook.

Excellent. The dense text had turned into piles of crawling ants; the knowledge simply wouldn’t enter Jiang Zhou’s brain. His mind was filled with Cheng Bing’s sentence: Next time, I will look away while you are doing strange things to my underwear.

Damn it.

Jiang Zhou gripped his pen tightly, trying to force the “filth” Cheng Bing had said out of his mind. He stared hard at the book, underlining lines of “ants” that might be important points.

Just to pretend he was busy.

Then, a trembling hand reached over from the side, flipped his book forward a few pages, and whispered cautiously: “The part you’re underlining was covered last week.”

Jiang Zhou: “…”

Jiang Zhou: “…………”

Jiang Zhou really wanted to die.

Lin Le, completely oblivious to the thick aura of death radiating from Jiang Zhou, leaned in with the posture of a pigeon checking if another pigeon was crying. “Zhouzhou, why do I feel like… your status is off today?”

It’s all Cheng Bing’s fault.

Jiang Zhou opened his mouth to speak, but Lin Le beat him to it: “Is your Heat coming?”

The words in Jiang Zhou’s mouth instantly turned into a blank: “Huh?”

“Lethargy, lack of focus, an extreme need for an Alpha’s pheromones,” Lin Le listed. “Weren’t you sleeping this morning with your Alpha’s clothes in your arms?”

Jiang Zhou: “.”

So it was discovered after all.

However, Lin Le didn’t seem surprised.

Wait… does the ABO world really have a setting for sleeping with an A/O’s clothes?

How terrifying.

“Alphas ‘nest’ during their Ruts, but sometimes Omegas do it too—for example, during a Heat when their Alpha isn’t around and they desperately need Alpha pheromones,” Lin Le asked. “Have you tracked your dates?”

Jiang Zhou was even more confused. “Track… what dates?”

“After differentiation, an Omega’s first Heat is usually six months later, then the intervals decrease until they stabilize at once every three months.”

Jiang Zhou scrambled through his memories, searching high and low until he found a key recollection. “I differentiated quite late, only finished three months ago. It should… shouldn’t be this soon, right?”

Lin Le knit his delicate brows slightly. “But your situation is different from the norm, and you have Pheromone Disorder right now.” He said seriously, “You should pay more attention lately.”

Jiang Zhou thought about how “off” he’d been feeling—the heat inside his body. Could it really be that damn Heat?

Come to think of it, what are you supposed to do during a Heat?

Jiang Zhou fell into memory. The ABO physiology video he’d watched flashed back instantly.

“During a Heat, an Omega can receive a suppressant injection.”

No, no, my suppressants don’t work. Pass.

“Or receive a gland mark.”

Mhm, biting the back of the neck. Like a fight. Barely acceptable.

“Then you can spend three beautiful days with your Alpha in e-ve-ry cor-ner of the house~”

…Huh?

“While the gland mark is performed, you can also have the Alpha ‘knot’ inside you and…”

STOP!

Jiang Zhou immediately cut off his thoughts. The rest was just a massive pile of multi-positional “mosaics” (censorship). Anything further wouldn’t pass review.

Jiang Zhou’s brows were practically tied in a knot. He really couldn’t understand such a wild world.

Meanwhile, Lin Le was still talking: “I wonder if your Alpha is fierce. If it’s your first Heat, you need to be well-prepared.”

Jiang Zhou: “…”

His mood was indescribable. He mumbled, “He’s not my Alpha. I really don’t have an Alpha.”

Lin Le gave him a complex, meaningful look and tactfully did not argue.

At 7:00 PM, the four roommates arrived at a hotpot restaurant near the school.

According to Lin Le, summer is more “refreshing” the hotter it gets—especially eating hotpot while drinking ice-cold drinks in the AC!

Since everyone had an 8:00 AM class tomorrow, they didn’t order alcohol, opting for bottles of chilled soy milk instead.

The hotpot here was on the spicy side. Lin Le, despite being from a province that couldn’t handle spice, was “addicted but weak.” He hissed and puffed through the spicy pot while downing five bottles of soy milk, making several trips to the bathroom during the meal.

When the dinner ended, Jiang Zhou went to settle the bill and bumped into someone as he turned around.

“Sorry, sorr—” Jiang Zhou apologized instinctively, but when he looked up, the words froze in his throat.

Tall. Exceptionally tall. Wearing a black tank top that revealed two bronze arms with exaggerated, bulging muscles. He was radiating Alpha pheromones without restraint. After being bumped into, his pheromones suddenly fluctuated, becoming incredibly pungent.

Jiang Zhou’s face scrunched up.

The Alpha stared at him gloomily, ignored his apology, and turned to stagger away.

Strange guy.

Jiang Zhou felt a sudden sting at the back of his neck. He let out a hiss of pain, clutching his nape as he walked back to his roommates, thinking awkwardly that he’d have to go back and sniff Cheng Bing’s pheromones again tonight.

When he got back to the table, Lin Le was ready for another bathroom run.

“I’m heading to the restroom, you guys wait for me outside!” Lin Le stood up and sprinted toward the back, leaving only a trail of words behind him.

Jiang Zhou: “…”

He turned to the other two roommates. “Should we head out first?” They nodded.

The restaurant had two floors, and they were eating on the second floor in a corner. As they reached the stairs, Jiang Zhou heard a commotion from the first floor. People were noisy; many were dipping their tripe while looking around curiously. A lean girl dressed as a waitress was running through the hall with her phone out, then suddenly looked up toward the second floor with an anxious expression.

Jiang Zhou’s heart skipped a beat; a bad premonition flooded him.

What’s going on?

What happened?

The second floor?

The direction that waitress is looking… is the second-floor restroom?

He hurried down the stairs and grabbed the elbow of a bystander watching the scene. “Excuse me, what happened?”

The bystander was a slightly plump middle-aged woman with wine-red curls. She jumped at the sudden grab and was about to snap, but seeing a handsome young man, her anger turned to a smile. “Oh, they say an Alpha eating here suddenly went into a Rut. He’s throwing a fit, even smashed a few beer bottles.”

Alpha? Rut?

Jiang Zhou suddenly remembered the Alpha he had just bumped into.

The bad feeling in his heart grew stronger. At that moment, the waitress who had been on the phone turned and ran back upstairs, clutching a tube of transparent suppressant.

“That Alpha went into the restroom—”

Jiang Zhou whipped his head around. When they arrived, he had gone to use the facilities himself. This restaurant only had restrooms on the second floor—just two stalls, unisex.

Lin Le was still in there!