The Spicy Omega
Translator: Katie
Editor: Shizukuku
Read at Watashi wa Sugoi Desu!
The Omega Trio’s Visit – Part 2
It has been ten years since I’ve had friends visit my house to hang out.
Back when I went to the public elementary school in my neighborhood, my classmates often came over to play since they lived close by. Those were the good old days between friends who just ate snacks and played games at each others’ houses on a rotation.
That also stopped after the secondary gender test revealed that I was an omega.
But the friends who came over today weren’t ones I had to be careful around.
We didn’t have to worry about each other and could relax. Above all, the fact that we were all omegas might have helped ease the unconscious wariness we usually had toward other secondary genders.
All three of them had brought souvenirs today, even though we were good enough friends to forgo them, and I accepted them with gratitude.
Almost all the food, which was served on all the platters we had, went into the stomachs of the guests.
Unexpectedly, it was Takenouchi who ate the most, and it was surprising how much he ate for such a thin person. I did not think he was such a glutton since we usually had lunch together, but when I commented about it, he retorted with a straight face, “It’s because Karasawa’s food is so good.”
You’re making me shy.
On the way to my house, I casually blamed Ren for it, but I was the one who went all out on cooking because everyone was coming to visit.
I made enough shrimp chili to fill a large platter, but I wasn’t satisfied with only that, so I started pickling homemade kimchi a few days ago and waited excitedly for the visiting day to come.
Ren only made appetizers and dressings at most.
Ren, who was raised as a young master, bought a large amount of smoked salmon, which I rarely bought (because it was expensive so I hesitated), but used it sparingly to make a stylish hors d’oeuvre sort of dish. It was delicious.
“Thanks for the food. I’m so full…”
“That’s because you only ate oily food and meat, Hayashi. You’ll get fat.”
“You need to properly eat your vegetables! More importantly, are you really okay after eating that much, Takenouchi?”
“It’s fine, I can just burn off everything I ate with some exercise.”
I declined all offers of help, put away the dishes, and peeked into the living room to find Hayashi and Wakatsuki sinking deep into the sofa with swollen bellies.
Takenouchi, who ate the most, did not seem to be in any particular pain and was following the robot vacuum cleaner that was slowly moving across the floor.1
I smiled at the scene and watched them quietly in the kitchen entrance without saying anything when Ren leaned against my back. He was gazing at the living room like me with a meaningful look in his eyes.
“I heard about them from you already, but your friends are all really unique.”
“Right? Everyone is so interesting, but I get along with these three the most.”
“I see…”
Hayashi was trying to roll up Wakatsuki’s shirt to check for flab, which Wakatsuki resisted with all his might. Takenouchi was frozen in place when the robot vacuum cleaner, which moved along the wall, went under a shelf.
“How free and easy.”
“For real…”
We chuckled at how relaxed the three of them were as if it wasn’t their first time here.
After we chatted idly for a while, the three quickly left.
Apparently, they were really just curious about what my house was like.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you all to the station?”
“It’s fine, we remember the way back anyway.”
“Thanks for letting us stay~”
“Karasawa, see you at school.”
We accompanied them until the entrance of the apartment building and then returned to our home.
After my noisy friends left, even though the quiet atmosphere was just returning to normal, a strange loneliness seemed to seep in.
“Shinya.”
Perhaps he read my mind. Ren, who was sitting on the sofa, beckoned to me where I stood at the entrance of the living room.
When I sat down next to Ren, he pulled me closer by the waist and sat me down between his legs.
When we were alone, Ren liked putting me in this position between his legs. I had already lost all my embarrassment and resistance toward it.
I was convinced that if someone shot at our backs through this uselessly large glass window, only Ren would be hit. This was just like the situation in the action movie I saw the other day.
“They were a fun bunch.”
“Yeah… Sorry, they were a little noisy.”
“It’s fine, I didn’t think they were. I was happy that I got to hear more about your time in college.”
With his hands around my stomach, Ren rubbed his head against my shoulders. His spoiled gestures made me smile.
As Ren was a good listener, he enjoyed chatting with Wakatsuki and the others like we always did in college. Wakatsuki, who was in the same department as me, exchanged my day-to-day information with him, from my subjects to answering roll calls, but they never ran out of topics to talk about. Takenouchi and Hayashi, who had different undergraduate majors, had so many interesting things to say that it didn’t even feel like we were enrolled in the same school.
We talked about everything such as the cafeteria’s new menu, a new cafe on the way to school, a handsome man picking up the pass case that Hayashi had dropped, niche topics in our respective majors—and before we knew it, it was late at night.
It was thanks to Hayashi receiving a text asking when she was going to return home that the three of them finally started to leave.
To be honest, I didn’t think I talked with them enough yet, but I couldn’t neglect Ren forever.
Ren was smiling the whole time.
He was happily nodding along, and they seemed to hit it off pretty quickly, even though they had never met before.
I was only slightly… sad.
Wakatsuki was so elegant and beautiful, and Hayashi was so cute, it felt way too natural to see Ren with them.
As I expected, Ren should have had a more beautiful, kind, honest, and suitable partner. I kept thinking that being Ren’s mate was only chaining him to me.
I also hated myself for having such an inferiority complex no matter how much time passed.
“It was fun… but let’s not invite people over again.”
“…Huh?”
Ren put more strength into the arms trapping me.
I tensed up in an instant, thinking he read my mind. Leaning back slightly while bent, I twisted as far as I could and looked behind me.
Ren had a scarily serious look in his eyes. But when he met my eyes, it gently crumbled.
“I know we were talking about parts of you I didn’t know about, but… I was really jealous.”
I don’t think it took more than a second for our hugging position to become one where I was being pushed down onto the sofa.
In the blink of an eye, my back was pressed against the seat cushions.
Despite the strong tone of jealousy in his voice, the kisses he placed on me were gentle and sweet.
I had been dodging the countless requests to hang out at my place, but not because Ren didn’t want them to. In fact, Ren even said it was fine to have my friends over.
I was rejecting them out of my own selfishness.
Ren didn’t want to invite others to our home, which was our personal space, and hadn’t even invited his own friends here either… Those were the excuses I kept telling myself.
The truth was… I just didn’t want to see Ren chatting amiably with omegas who suited Ren more than me.
Having someone other than Ren and myself in this very room… just the thought of it gave me a horrible feeling as if a fire lit up inside me.
So I was actually very happy that Ren behaved indifferently toward those three.
Even though I couldn’t bring myself to tell anyone that Ren was my mate. I didn’t want anyone else to take my mate—that was all I could think about the whole time.
I looked up and made firm eye contact with Ren, who did nothing more than kiss me.
“I also… didn’t like seeing… Wakatsuki and Hayashi being next to you.”
“…!”
“Sorry, Ren, I—”
—Didn’t trust you, was what I was about to say until my words were swallowed up.
Even though I was in the middle of saying what I resolved to say, he gave me a kiss that stole away my will, one that didn’t just make contact. I didn’t know you could interrupt someone like that.
“Wait, Ren!”
“I’m so happy that you got jealous over me.”
“Ngh, nh, nhhh… R-Ren…”
He bit my lips, refusing to allow any more gaps between us, and an insolent palm slipped up the hem of my shirt.
Even now, I still didn’t understand how Ren could get in the mood so quickly.
“Are we… doing it here…?”
“Bad Shinya, it’s your fault for being so cute.”
“…I don’t get it.”
I still hadn’t finished doing the dishes, preparing for tomorrow, or cleaning the bathroom. I had a lot in mind to do, but I had to give it all up.
The only thing I was able to do was beg Ren to change locations to the bed.2
