RH Chapter 37

Chapter 37 – Heavy Rain

Resonance 7, Part 2

Novel Title: 共鳴発情 オメガバース (Resonance Heat: Omegaverse)

Author：岩本薫 (Iwamoto Kaoru)

Illustrator: 蓮川愛 (Hasukawa Ai)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 本浄天音 (Honjou Amane) & 苅谷煌騎 (Kariya Kouki) / 首藤煌騎 (Shutou Kouki)

*Please read at Novels Space.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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After praying for Shou’s peace, Amane bowed and opened his eyes. Glancing to his side, he saw that Kouki was still praying.

(What’s he reporting for so long?)

As he watched Kouki’s profile with curiosity, he noticed something. His eyelashes, framing his closed eyes, were unexpectedly long. A straight, high nose. The curve from his upper lip to his chin and Adam’s apple flowed beautifully, while the line from his chin to his jaw was sharp.

(Now that I’m really looking, even his ears are perfectly shaped…)

Amane, unconsciously staring at Kouki’s profile, was startled when a raindrop hit his forehead. Kouki also snapped his eyes open.

“Did it just start raining?”  

“Yeah, and it’s coming down in pretty big drops.”

“Tears from Shou in heaven, huh?”

“What kind of poetic shit is that?”  

As they exchanged such words, the sky quickly darkened. A cold wind began to blow. Thunder started rumbling in the distance.

“…Looks like the weather’s turning bad.”

“We should probably head back to the parking lot.”

The two of them started running toward the parking lot, but soon large raindrops began to pour down. In no time, it became a full-blown rainstorm.

The rain came down in sheets at an angle, obscuring their view, and the wind was so strong that it drowned out any sound. By the time they reached the parking lot and got into the car, they were drenched to the bone, even their underwear soaked through.

“Dammit… my shoes are completely waterlogged.”

“Here, use this handkerchief.”

Kouki handed him a handkerchief, but it was hardly enough. The thin cloth quickly soaked up water and became useless.

The sensation of wet clothes sticking to his skin was unbearable, so Amane ordered, “Drive to my place.”

“Your place, Honjou-san?”

Kouki, who had been wiping water from his hair with his hands, asked back in surprise.

“Obviously. It’s the closest. And I have a shower. We can dry off our wet clothes, too.”

For a moment, Kouki seemed like he wanted to say something. But in the end, he simply replied, “Understood,” and drove the car out of the coin-operated parking lot.

Through the pounding rain on the windshield, they reached Amane’s apartment building in about five minutes. They parked in the resident’s lot and quickly ran into the building’s entrance. It was only about ten metres away. But they got wet again.

They took the elevator to the third floor. At the front of the apartment, Amane took out his key. Droplets of water continuously dripped from their hair and clothes, soaking the concrete at their feet.

Unlocking the door, Amane opened it and motioned for Kouki to enter.

“Pardon my intrusion.”

Amane, who entered the room after Kouki, took off his soaking wet coat on the entrance mat, took off his sneakers, and stood barefoot. The water-filled sneakers felt unpleasant, so he felt a little relieved. These would be going to the laundromat along with the clothes.

“You should take yours off too.”

“…”

Prompted, Kouki showed some hesitation. But since the wet clothes were unbearable, he began to loosen his tie. He took off his jacket and vest, leaving him in a shirt and trousers.

The wet shirt clung tightly to his body. The skin colour was visible through it. The details of his muscular chest, the gentle rise from his shoulders to his upper arms, and his well-defined abdominal muscles were clearly visible.

Normally, Kouki likely consciously or unconsciously suppresses his alpha pheromones, as they would interfere with his daily life. However, due to the sudden rain, his guard seems to have lowered, and the unguarded alpha pheromones were leaking out.

Perhaps because of this, Amane found his damp physique strangely erotic and couldn’t help but look away. He inwardly scolded himself for this reaction.

(I have looked enough at this man’s body.)

But Kouki was clearly different from Amane. Even though they were both men, their physical constitutions differed.

Was it individual differences, or the difference between alpha and omega?

Amane couldn’t figure it out. The uncomfortable feeling only grew. Still looking away, he commanded Kouki to “Go take a shower first.”

“No, I’ll go later. You go first.”

“Just hurry up and go!”

With Amane raising his voice, Kouki reluctantly said, “Then, excuse me.” The bathroom door soon opened and closed.

Amane, in his wet t-shirt and bottoms, walked stickily across the floor to the stainless steel shelf, took a towel, and dried his head as he sat down on the sofa.

He didn’t understand why he got so easily irritated with Kouki. He wasn’t a hindrance. In fact, he was quite capable, excelling in areas Amane struggled with. So their partnership wasn’t bad.

At first, Kouki had disliked Amane too, and would often get angry and confront him. But that had gradually disappeared. He could be cheeky and reckless, but was essentially gentlemanly and supported Amane when it mattered.

Even with the ‘incident’, he had kept it a secret as instructed, as it would be embarrassing for an alpha to have slept with a Stray Omega.

Yet, Amane would sometimes get intensely irritated and be harsh towards him.

Was it because of his carefree attitude?

――—You’re not someone who should sell yourself short like that!

――—So what if you’re a Stray Omega?

――—I want…- I want you to appreciate yourself more.

(Perhaps so)

Amane’s suppressed feelings of inferiority were being provoked by Kouki’s words, which treated an omega as an equal despite him being an alpha.

But that was impossible. Alphas and omegas were not equal – the former were the rulers, the latter the ruled. They were destined to be forever parallel lines, not to intersect.

For now, their wavelengths might coincide. But it wouldn’t last. Being partners, it just didn’t suit their nature.

“It’s not going to work…”

As he muttered this to himself, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

“Thank you for the shower. And pardon me, I borrowed a bath towel.”

Turning around, Kouki stood there with just a towel wrapped around his waist, holding his discarded clothes.

“…” 

Amane almost let out a sound at the sudden semi-nudity, quickly clamping down his throat.

Calm down. It’s just a man’s naked body, nothing to be flustered about.

After that animalistic sex fueled by drugs, this should be nothing, right?

But the truth was, he was in a drugged-out state at the time, so he didn’t remember the details clearly. All he remembered was how good it felt…

“Hang your wet clothes on the rack to dry.”

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Amane gave the instruction in a calm tone as he stood up from the sofa. He walked past Kouki and entered the bathroom.

Closing the door behind him, he let out a sigh. “…Haa.” Something was off about himself today.

“…Maybe I’m just tired.”

Now that he thought about it, he had hardly been sleeping. And when awake, he had been running around trying to find a lead on the case. 

That case had been resolved now. With that done, he could no longer avoid facing the matter he had put aside.

Whether to continue being partners with Kouki, the alpha, despite himself being a Stray Omega.

Five days ago, he wouldn’t have hesitated with the answer. But now, he couldn’t immediately respond.

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*Translator’s Note: Honjou-san is starting to hesitate. Hehe. -K

Next update: 2024.12.25

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