A Straight Guy Stumbles into the Omegaverse - Chapter 1

The lights were off. The hotel room was pitch-black, and a pair of hands was undoing my buttons.

I caught the man’s wrist.

It was cool. It felt good.

Only belatedly did I realize my own temperature was too high. The heat startled him, and he instinctively tried to pull away.

“Bro,” I forced out. “Don’t. Don’t do this. I don’t want to get screwed by a guy.”

At first, I hadn’t understood how the whole six-sex thing worked, but after transmigrating into this book so many years ago, I ought to have figured it out by now.

I still wasn’t used to it, though.

Why the hell was it so hot? Had I gotten drunk and taken a cab all the way to Sanya?

I mumbled as I tried to take off my clothes, though I was still mindful of the other person in the room.

“Uh, listen, buddy. C-could you go? Get another room. I’ll pay you back.”

He didn’t answer. In the darkness, I felt him straddle me.

No, bro. When I said I didn’t want to get screwed by a guy, I didn’t mean I was willing to screw one.

But my body’s reaction wasn’t remotely convincing, and we took our clothes off anyway.

My last clear memory was of his voice. It made my face burn, and it sounded pretty nice.

And then…

“Are you crying?”

He only bent down and kissed me, still without answering.

By the time I woke up the next morning, he was gone. Two thousand yuan sat on the nightstand.

Me: What was that supposed to mean?

I rubbed my forehead, cleaned myself up, and went to ask for the hotel’s security footage.

“Ah…” The manager looked deeply apologetic. “I’m terribly sorry, but an electrical fault kept the cameras from recording during that period.”

“What?” I wasn’t convinced. “There’s footage before and after, but nothing in the middle? How could the timing be that perfect?”

When I refused to believe him, the manager had a young woman take me to verify it myself. Sure enough, the recording from the exact stretch I needed had turned to static.

The poor girl looked so troubled, as though she was afraid I would blame her, that I had no choice but to let it go.

But I still had to find the man. After some thought, I called Jian Yu.

He picked up almost immediately.

“Jian Yu, it’s me, Lin Dong.”

“Mm,” came the answer.

I got straight to the point. “Do you know who took me back to the hotel after our get-together last night?”

“Not really.”

“Ask around for me, will you? I need to talk to him about something.”

“What for?”

I suddenly felt a little guilty. I knew two men being together was perfectly normal in this world, but somehow, having my bro find out about this still felt wrong. So I answered evasively:

“Just… something, okay? Don’t ask. It should be a man, a Beta or an Omega. Find him for me, and dinner’s on me.”

I was a Beta who couldn’t smell pheromones, so I had no way to tell what sex the person from last night had been.

Still, if he had willingly bottomed, he couldn’t possibly have been an Alpha.

Come to think of it, Jian Yu was an Alpha.

Something abruptly occurred to me.

“Hey, wait. Is your voice hoarse?”

Silence met me from the other end. Maybe I imagined it, but his breathing seemed to quicken slightly.

After a moment’s thought, I understood.

“Oh, I see how it is. You guys went singing after midnight and didn’t bring me?”

What a disloyal bastard. If I hadn’t been blocking drinks for him, I wouldn’t have passed out before round two.

“You’d better bring me next time. I’ve never even heard you sing. But damn, you really went for it. You sound like Donald Duck.

“I’ll make you some pear soup this afternoon. Don’t forget to find that guy for me.”

After hanging up, I marveled at how sparing he still was with words.

After years of knowing him, I was used to it. Jian Yu might not say much, but he was dependable.

He was the male lead, after all.

I first met Jian Yu in high school.

I had just transmigrated into the novel then. I hadn’t read many novels, but I still arrived at a strategic decision very quickly:

Become bros with the male lead, ride my best bro’s coattails, and enjoy a life of luxury.

By all logic, male leads were usually arrogant, unstoppable wish-fulfillment heroes—loaded with money and surrounded by capable people.

Back then, Jian Yu was quiet and withdrawn. No one approached him. Hardly anyone even spoke to him.

Such domineering charisma. As expected of the male lead.

I soon took the first step in our friendship. “Bro, did you understand what the teacher explained in class? Could you go over it with me?”

The instant I finished, the room fell silent.

Jian Yu looked up, not a trace of emotion in his voice.

“Are you talking to me?”

My expression changed. Pointing at him, I cautiously looked at everyone else.

“You guys can see him too, right?”

He frowned, apparently unable to tell what I was playing at.

But the reactions around us told me that everyone else could indeed see him.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. “You scared me to death, talking like that. I thought you were a ghost. I was thinking, no wonder nobody ever talks to you.”

Another wave of sharp breaths rose around us. I was baffled. Everyone was usually perfectly normal, so why were they all acting so strangely today?

Could his grades actually be terrible? Had my question hit him where it hurt?

I scratched my head. “It’s fine. Nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ll ask someone else, then explain it to you once I get it.”

I was about to leave when he said, “Sit down.”

I looked at him in confusion, so he added:

“I’ll explain it to you.”