MOT | Chapter 1.4

He also did not know what his smell was like. The diagnosis paper did contain information about pheromone scent, but there was no exact mention of what kind of smell it was, only medical details related to ingredients and such.

Taeseong tossed the paper aside and let out a tired sigh, leaning his head back.

“Ha… then I guess it really is the sexual part.”

Taeseong brought back up the internet window he had briefly looked through and set down a moment ago. There was a story written there by an alpha with a rather lewd tone, a post babbling on and on about meeting an omega with excellent bed skills.

It said that the omega he had dated was not especially beautiful in appearance, but wherever he touched, the omega would shriek and let out coy moans, making it feel so good that it was as if his soul were being sucked out.

“A sensitive omega…”

Leaning back deeply in the chair, Taeseong frowned and rubbed his chin. He had often run simulations in his head of himself trying to touch his wife to satisfy her, but he had never imagined someone touching his body in an alluring way.

‘Where would they touch to make me shriek? It’s probably the same as the parts women feel sensitive about, right? For example, the chest.’

With a serious expression, Taeseong lifted the shirt he was wearing. Then he poked at his chest with his fingers.

“…This is bad.”

A sigh slipped out between his lips.

‘I don’t feel anything.’

Even if he pinched and tickled his chest, he did not really feel anything. There was no way coy moans would come out of him. He was not even confident he could fake it.

‘What if I’m sexually insensitive? Then I won’t even have the chance to be covered in alpha pheromones… and then I won’t be able to get pregnant…’

At that moment, Taeseong’s eyes flew open.

‘There’s no difference between me and the second brother!’

An omega who couldn’t get pregnant. He was no different from the second son, whose marriage had fallen apart because of azoospermia. Taeseong, turning white, urgently grabbed the mouse. There had to be some way to solve this. Medicine, surgery…

As he scrolled with desperate urgency, something caught his eye.

“What is this?”

As he moved downward through a post left by an alpha with a frivolous tone, a blazing red advertisement window flashed. Taeseong stopped moving when he saw the large text printed there.

“Omega training…?”

The words in the ad window, which he would normally have passed by, captured Taeseong’s gaze and would not let go. Taeseong clicked on the ad as if bewitched. Then a site plastered entirely in pink appeared.

On the main page was the following introduction.

♡Model♨Omega Training Center♥

We will make you a true omega.

Along with expert couple counseling, child counseling, and individual counseling, we have a hot omega charm-up ♥ body care program prepared for you.

★Specializing in recessive omega, sexually insensitive omega, and late-blooming omega care★

※What is a late-blooming omega? : It refers to a case where omega traits awaken later than average, in the mid-to-late twenties or after.

Swallowing, Taeseong’s Adam’s apple bobbed. A training center that would turn late-blooming, sexually insensitive, recessive omegas into “true omegas”!

“…It’s completely for me.”

Taeseong muttered in a low voice and sprang to his feet. He stood up so hard that the chair toppled backward with a crash and made a loud noise, but he did not care.

‘I need to contact them right away.’

His heart pounded as if it would burst.

* * *

A sedan entered the two-space parking lot. The car drove in carelessly and stopped, taking up both spaces.

Click. The car door opened, and one leg in sharply creased suit pants appeared. The man who got out immediately closed the door indifferently and walked with steady steps to stand in front of the building.

The man had long hair falling all the way to his waist, but with a tall frame close to 190 cm and a body with pronounced bone structure and angles, there was probably no one who would mistake him for a woman.

In the man’s indifferent eyes as he drank coffee, a sign mixed with green and white came into view.

[Model Omega Training Center]

‘No matter how I look at it, it’s gloomy.’

He wondered if it might have been better if they had at least changed the name “Training Center.” A clinic, perhaps, or a service center. The current name looked no different from a prison where people who had done wrong were locked up.

But that might have been closer to the founder’s true intention.

The man shrugged and walked on at an unhurried pace. He crumpled the now-empty paper cup with a crunch and threw it into the trash can that came into view as soon as the automatic door opened. Just then, Chief Manager Choi, who was coming out of the counseling room, widened her eyes and ran over to stand in front of the man.

“You came in early, Director?”

Her voice sounded as though something unexpected had happened. The man responded with a detached expression, shrugging as he kept walking.

“You usually come in around 2 o’clock, so we’ve scheduled everything after that too.”

“I woke up early today. It’s fine to move the afternoon schedule forward.”

There was no need to change much anyway, since there were not many things the Director had to handle personally. The man was walking toward the Director’s office when he glanced to the side. People were visible beyond the glass wall.

A large waiting area. Humans were sitting here and there on long sofas in warm colors. Most were seated in pairs, but not a single person was smiling happily. Their shoulders were hunched, their backs bent, or they were hanging their heads and sighing. In any case, their faces were all cast in shadow.

The man turned to the woman following in quick steps and asked.

“Those are the new ones?”

“Yes, that’s right. They’re waiting for their first consultation.”

“Ah.”

The man let out a short laugh.

“Understandable.”

It was as if invisible strings were hanging around their necks or arms. Of course, the end of those strings was being held by the guardian sitting beside them.

There was probably not a single person who had walked in here of their own accord. The Model Omega Training Center was that kind of place.

A prison that educated and treated defective omegas. A place where families ashamed of an omega partner or omega child brought them in to “normalize” them.

People branded as problematic, abnormal omegas and brought here would hardly be at ease. The man did not want to open the waiting room door at all. If he did, the gloomy air would spill out and ruin his own mood too.

The man easily walked forward and opened the Director’s office door.

Unlike the waiting room interior, which centered on yellow, the Director’s office used black and blue as its key colors. Thanks to the air conditioner that had already been running, the indoor temperature was 24 degrees. Feeling the cool air as if he had opened a refrigerator door on a summer day, the man stepped forward and stood in front of the desk.

Director Lee Seoan

A neat-font nameplate sat in front of the spacious desk. Seoan, the 29-year-old young director of the Model Omega Training Center, looked over the nameplate once and then dropped into the chair.

Chief Manager Choi, who had followed him in, closed the door and stood in front of him. Sitting upright, she said with a bright smile,

“There are a lot of new bookings this afternoon too. The new popup ad seems to be working quite well.”

“Well… since we scattered flyers in communities where mentally ill omegas gather. Desperate people will want to grab onto anything. Even something that looks suspicious as hell.”

There are quite a few internet communities where trait-bearers gather. Some alpha communities seem to have more alphas than omegas, and some places seem to have a much greater number of omegas.

The site Seoan had decided to advertise on was a community with relatively more omegas, especially sites that ran boards where sexual concerns were actively discussed.

He paid for ads on the site and ran the Training Center’s advertisement in popup form. Looking at the route by which people accessed the site, it seemed this advertisement had hit the mark.

“I won’t have to deal with them myself, will I, Chief Manager?”

Seoan, who was checking the sharply increased number of patients recently, asked with only his eyes peeking out over the monitor. Chief Manager Choi gave a meaningful smile.

“We have to make sure that doesn’t happen. Externally, the Director is…”

Chief Manager Choi’s gaze swept over Seoan’s face.

Seoan was the owner of long hair that reached his waist, and his skin was as white as snow. He was tall and had a good body, so there was no chance of being mistaken for a woman, but just by looking at his face, anyone would stop short at his beautiful features.

Pale eyebrows and eyes, long straight hair, large eyes with distinct double eyelids, a small nose tip and a high bridge, thin, long lips…

After studying him as if chewing on a beautiful man shaped like a white lily, Chief Manager Choi relaxed her shoulders and let out a sighing reply.

“He’s known as an omega.”

Seoan’s mouth corners lifted.

This place was a training center that kneaded omega bodies to suit alpha tastes. No matter how much an alpha partner or family member neglected their own omega, they would not like seeing that omega catch another alpha’s eye or be touched by one. If even one person among the Training Center’s staff were an alpha, they would not come.

So Seoan’s real trait was kept strictly secret.

At a glance, Seoan’s soft and beautiful features made him look like a dominant omega, and his ability to control pheromones was far superior to ordinary alphas, making it entirely possible to hide the identity of an extreme dominant alpha.

“Yes, right. Of course, even if I step forward myself, no one would notice I’m an alpha.”

Seoan chuckled and leaned back against the cushioned chair. Ordinary alphas feel nauseated when they detect another alpha’s pheromones, but so far, no alpha had ever shown a negative reaction upon meeting Seoan. Seoan had thoroughly concealed his pheromones.

From the start, if the guardian was an alpha rather than an omega or beta, entry into the center was prohibited. Sometimes alphas would loiter around the building for no reason and run into Seoan, and those dim alphas would mistake Seoan for a beautiful dominant omega and blush.

Every time that happened, Seoan would scatter a quiet smile and leave right away. Inwardly, he would mock the fools who could not even detect a single trait to his heart’s content.

The rumor that the Training Center’s director was an omega was probably spread by those kinds of people.

Thinking it was a good thing, Seoan brushed it off lightly.

“Then I’ll take my leave.”

“Yes, go ahead and take care of things.”

Chief Manager Choi bowed politely and left the Director’s office. Seoan clicked through his emails a few times with the mouse and looked over the approval documents arranged on the desk. The work he had to handle as director ended soon enough.

Yawning, Seoan took out his phone. More than 300 unread messages, and dozens of missed calls.

At a glance, most of them were from his father, whose stubborn personality and old-fashioned omega values were as rigid as ever. Or they were from his mother and brothers, urging him to answer Father’s calls.

The reckless youngest son who did nothing productive and only lazed around. Since they had set up a center like this and even put him in the big position of director to make him function as a human being, they were probably telling him to at least fulfill the minimum duty of filial piety.

Seoan, blinking sleepy eyes, slid the screen downward and put the phone down without properly checking the contents.

“They give me work I don’t even want…”

The home was rich enough anyway, and the heir role was already being handled by the eldest son. As long as the youngest son spent his time happily fooling around, there should be no problem, so why were they asking for so much?

Haaam. He yawned once more and flopped face down onto the desk. Even in an uncomfortable posture, Seoan quickly fell asleep. He liked the sweet world inside dreams more than the boring reality.

How long had he slept?

Seoan opened his bright eyes and sat up groggily. The air conditioner set to 24 degrees felt a bit cold. Seoan slowly rubbed his forearm and stood up. Hanging in the back of the Director’s office was a white coat befitting a director. Seoan picked up the doctor’s coat and slipped his arms into the sleeves while yawning lazily.

“I feel stiff…”

He had come in unusually early in the morning, so his drowsiness would not go away. Just as Seoan thought he should drink some coffee, he opened the Director’s office door.

“Yes! Of course! Please take care of it!”

At the cheerful voice, as if it had sliced through the gloomy air and let fresh wind rush in through the gap, Seoan paused. With a bang, the counseling room door across the hall opened and a tall man appeared.

Short black hair, so neat it almost felt excessive, thick eyebrows and round eyes that brought a Shiba Inu to mind, tanned skin, and lips slightly upturned at the corners.

And especially sturdy-looking shoulders, chest, and forearms…

A confident posture and atmosphere that radiated self-assurance. There was no way this man was not an alpha.

‘Did Chief Manager Choi hire a new bodyguard?’

The neatly featured man, all smiles, walked toward Seoan with firm steps. Seoan, frozen with one hand on the Director’s office door handle, stared at the approaching man. The man, walking while looking at his phone, noticed Seoan’s presence and lifted his head. When their eyes met, he smiled.

“Hello.”

At the light greeting, Seoan involuntarily dipped his head a little. The man simply slipped past Seoan and walked on.

There was the scent of fresh wood, the kind you can smell in a clean forest retreat. An invigorating feeling, as if an air purifier had been switched on…

‘What?’

Seoan blinked, bewildered by the appearance of a bright, easygoing man he had never once seen at the Model Omega Training Center. While he was frozen, the man had already finished paying the consultation fee.

“Oh my, Director? What are you doing?”

Then Chief Manager Choi, who had come out of the counseling room, called out to him. Startled, Seoan lowered his voice and asked,

“Who is that person? If he’s an alpha, we should block his entry…”

“That person? No.”

Chief Manager Choi smiled and waved a hand lightly. Then she added in a whisper,

“He’s an omega customer. He came alone without a guardian.”

At her words, Seoan froze like stone and blinked.

“An omega?”

“Yes, and he barely gives off any pheromones. They said he’s a late-blooming omega, and there’s concern about sexual insensitivity.”

“That huge man…?”

The man had finished all his business and was turning around to open the Training Center’s entrance door. Even in the partial side view that could be seen, he still had a bright face that did not lose its smile.

So that cleanly handsome face, full of vitality and with a solid body, had awakened late as a defective omega.

In Seoan’s eyes, which had been dry all along, a new light appeared. As his father had said, after roaming abroad and living like a delinquent before being appointed as director here and trapped in place, he really had not been feeling much enjoyment in life. After a long time, excitement stirred.

“…Interesting.”

Seoan licked his dry lips once.

He became curious about the circumstances of the omega patient who looked as though there was nothing wrong with his physical or mental health.