JADE 3

He had said he wasn’t hostile towards other Alphas, unlike most, but at some point, Jin Sejun had started to feel uncomfortable around Alphas who were better-looking and more confident than him. However, in cases where he felt he could win in a confrontation, he actually felt a sense of goodwill.

Had he started to understand what an inferiority complex was after his body broke down, having never had anything to feel inferior about his entire life? Perhaps that was why he was being somewhat guarded.

About 10 years ago, he had gone to a swinging party, declaring, “I’ve lived my life studying hard for college entrance exams, so now I’m going to go wild and be promiscuous” (it is often the case that model students overdo it when an opportunity for deviation arises).

It wasn’t right after he entered college, but at a time when he was full of resentment after being dumped several times due to a jinx regarding his love life.

However, an accident there ruined the pheromones of Jin Sejun, the Alpha of Alphas who lived off his own sense of greatness. He himself felt no different, but his pheromones began to cause a disturbance in the receptors of other sub-genders.

Lovely Omegas would become nauseated by the scent of his thickening pheromones whenever the mood became ‘right.’ On the other hand, how many times had the atmosphere turned strange because of the hostile pheromones Jin Sejun released while fighting with other Alphas?

In other words, Jin Sejun, who ranked in the top tier of Alphas in terms of face, body, and wealth, had become a half-wit with Omega-like pheromones.

Thanks to this, a strange rumor had spread not only in college but also at his first job that he was an Omega pretending to be an Alpha. Jin Sejun’s pride as an Alpha could not tolerate such a thing.

For a while, he had abandoned his major-related job and wandered aimlessly until his second brother caught him and brought him to the consultation manager position here.

‘How could something like this happen?’

He had thought that to the point of being sick of it over the past 10 years. At first, he thought it would get better someday, or that he would be able to meet an Omega somewhere who liked Omega-like pheromones, so he might as well just make money.

However, as the incidents of being openly rejected by the cute and beautiful Omegas of his preference kept repeating, at some point, he was even stripped of the courage to meet Omegas.

He had even reached the point of thinking that his situation would have been better if he couldn’t get an erection, or if he didn’t have a penis.

Because of that, when he had just started working at the hair transplant specialty clinic, he had genuinely listened to the stories of people who held pitiful worries he had never experienced in his life.

Honestly, he had managed his feelings by thinking he was blessed compared to them.

However… a thorn under one’s own fingernail hurts more than someone else’s severed hand, so as time went on, hair loss seemed like a cute problem compared to his own flaw.

For hair, there are wigs, hair transplants, and even the option of shaving it all off and creating an artistic vibe with a pair of horn-rimmed glasses.

But pheromones?

Among the concerns of sub-genders, there was the issue of having unattractive pheromones. That was mainly the lot of Omegas, and wearing pheromone perfume was a solution of sorts. A thick, sweet scent like ripe peaches was in classic high demand, but these days, the scent of sweet olive, known only to connoisseurs, was rapidly gaining popularity.

But perfume was just perfume, and it couldn’t completely replace or cover the pheromones of a sub-gender, which were not limited to the sense of smell. In the most intimate of situations, what use would a mere temporary fix like deodorizer or pheromone perfume be?

Perhaps that’s why he would snap at people worrying about hair loss on anonymous forums.

Honestly, he had never even considered the idea of just meeting a Beta. That’s because, having been born as such a great Alpha in the first place, he had never considered anyone other than an Omega, with whom he could harmoniously achieve a union of yin and yang, as a potential romantic partner.

It wasn’t just Jin Sejun; most people who grew up in ordinary families composed of an Alpha and an Omega think that way.

Had he developed a secret hobby of being a voyeur and even hitting on others because he had so many flaws?

Jin Sejun’s perusal of sex accounts was quite active. Because he wanted to shout to the whole world how great he was, he didn’t forget to put things like ‘Height 188cm, Unerect XXcm (Erect XXcm), ALPHA’ in his profile.

Ah, and a shirtless torso pic at an angle that didn’t show the tattoo he had gotten carelessly as a kid. To take that sexy profile picture, he had done all sorts of bodyweight exercises for an hour to pump up his muscles.

The posts on his account, which only had that one profile picture, were generally like this.

Jin@Apex0fPredators

I want to invite an Omega who fits perfectly in my arms and feed him brunch I made myself, one spoonful at a time. And a sweet dessert for that pitiful him who’s not used to being treated and is fidgeting.

I want to feed that to him with my mouth. Kissing him stickily, then taking the cream and going down to his bottom, wet with his slick, and whipping it like whipped cream. If he lets out a pained moan, I’ll gently massage his chest and whisper for him to relax.

└ Yuhan (a mutual Omega): I like sweet things.

└└ Jin: Hyung is thirsty, I want to drink Yuhan’s slick hehe

Jin@Apex0fPredators

All Omegas deserve to be loved by Alphas. Therefore, an Alpha who makes an Omega cry has no value in living.

└ Jjyuni (another mutual Omega): All Alphas should be like Jini ㅜ

└└ Jin: If they were all like me, you would have only met good Alphas.

└└└ Jjyuni: Can’t I just meet Jini? ㅋㅋ

‘He’s cute, but that’s a bit much.’

It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought of seducing and meeting the naive Omegas with just his three-inch tongue… no, his fingers. Anyone who saw Jin Sejun’s face would think they’d hit the jackpot, not be disappointed.

He had been grooming himself meticulously since he started working as a consultation manager, so he was overly confident in his external appearance.

But.

Every time a meeting was about to happen, Jin Sejun would ghost and disappear, so most of the relationships he had been cultivating were ruined.

From Jin Sejun’s perspective, he felt pathetic for just running his mouth while looking at a fruit he couldn’t have. Eventually, he stopped hitting on Omegas and leaving comments like ‘looking good’ on Alphas’ naked pictures.

However, for some reason, he had continued to just watch one Alpha he had been consistently drawn to, that is, the ‘Beta’s’ masturbation account, without talking to him (of course, he hadn’t completely stopped looking at Omega accounts either).

This Alpha didn’t catch Omegas and have rough sex with them to show off, nor did he flaunt his ‘Alpha-ness’ like other Alphas. Even the camera angle was like watching a hidden act, so it wasn’t burdensome.

Above all, the fact that he didn’t seem accustomed to exhibiting his masturbation to others was also endearing.

‘It’s not easy for an Alpha to be like this. Does he have a flaw? Like me.’

His body was good. It was hard to gauge his size from the surrounding furniture, but he seemed tall. At this rate, there would be many Omegas who would cling to him, saying they liked him even if his face was ugly, yet he was always alone.

Jin Sejun felt a strange sense of kinship and replayed the bookmarked video over and over again.

—Heok… Eut.

“Haah…”

A new video of an Alpha-Omega couple meeting and having sex had been uploaded to his account feed. He had gotten turned on from seeing that, and he had only gone to ‘Beta’s’ account because it was his usual routine to watch his bookmarked videos.

So he was definitely not getting off to an Alpha’s masturbation video.

If only he were a Beta like Kwon Joowan, he wouldn’t have had to suffer from things like pheromone problems. Since being born an Alpha, he had never envied a Beta—no, he had barely even been conscious of them—but now that things had come to this, a Beta’s life didn’t seem so bad.

✶⋆.˚

Since the day he had suddenly sent the message, Kwon Joowan had not initiated a conversation at all. Jin Sejun had intended to leave him be, thinking he would get in touch if he had any anxieties or questions, but as the period of no contact grew longer, he began to get more and more concerned.

A business card handed out to a client who came for a consultation was probably about as meaningful as a flier from a tout, but he was strangely disappointed.

This too was all because of the pheromone problem!

Even in his teens, even if he didn’t date, there was a constant stream of Omegas approaching Jin Sejun. Of course, this continued even after he became defective.

Even before Jin Sejun became aware of his own problem, getting numbers from someone somewhere, having his number gotten, or flirting with Omegas he matched with on dating apps was almost like a hobby.

But the Omegas’ reactions to Jin Sejun’s pheromones… gave him a trauma on the level of ‘a partner being disappointed by a thumb-sized dick upon inspection.’

That’s why he had reached the stage of creating a sex account and being clingy. After he stopped doing even that, there was so much empty time, and he was excessively bored.

There was a time when he had a wider social circle than now, with university and work colleagues and such, but now he didn’t even have anyone to contact.

It was obvious that if he had had a lot of friends, he wouldn’t be this concerned about a single Beta.

‘What if he suddenly went to another clinic and got the surgery?’

If he gave up on the hair transplant, that was what Jin Sejun wanted.

But it seemed like he would be disappointed if he couldn’t see him at all. Why… because it seemed like it would be nice to have at least one handsome Beta friend.

If he observed a life not swayed by pheromones, maybe Jin Sejun could also learn how to not be bothered by his current deficiency.

Me: Did you eat lunch?

Such a trivial question came out after a long time. Jin Sejun stared at his message and needlessly drew thick lines in his work calendar.

He thought it would be better to send a message to the Kwon Joowan who was on his mind, rather than killing time by looking at obscene things and only making the Omega employee uncomfortable.

It would have been more fun if only the reply had come right away.

Enough time had passed for him to handle work that wasn’t even backlogged, look at the SNS accounts of his regular friends, not just sex accounts, and even ponder what to have for dinner. He had given up on getting a reply from Kwon Joowan and was opening the consultation page when it happened.

Client Kwon Joowan (Beta): (Photo)

Client Kwon Joowan (Beta): I had chicken breast and steamed sweet potato. What about you, Manager?

‘Is this person building muscle?’

How old was Kwon Joowan exactly? When he first saw him, he thought he might be the same age or younger based on his appearance, but after actually checking his personal information, he was definitely older than Jin Sejun.

But looking at his reply, he strangely seemed younger. Where on earth did this impression come from? Was it because Kwon Joowan was also unexpectedly inexperienced with people?

Jin Sejun felt a little more at ease and tapped on his phone.

Me: I ordered delivery from a popular local restaurant with the hospital staff. Bean sprout soup with rice hehe

Wouldn’t there be not much to say to a reply like this? They weren’t close enough to chat about things like what they had for lunch.

Should I talk about hair? But what if I needlessly bring up hair to someone who already seems insecure about his hairline and there’s some kind of side effect?

Perhaps because it was the first time he had a conversation with a client on a topic other than hair, he felt strangely nervous.

Just as Jin Sejun was about to add something more substantial, another message, surprisingly friendly, came from Kwon Joowan.

Client Kwon Joowan (Beta): Bean sprout soup with rice sounds delicious. Do you like Korean food, Manager?

‘What is this? Why is he cute?’

As he was busy replying, an employee who was passing by with a toothbrush in his mouth asked.

“Manager, are you dating?”

“No, it’s not like that. It’s just.”

He had heard somewhere that castrated eunuchs engage in perverted acts more often. Jin Sejun was also surely finding a Beta cute all of a sudden due to the deficiency of his pheromone problem.