Omega Taming the Black Moonlight - Chapter 41

Sometimes, Yan Liu herself knew she was a bit slow-witted, especially when it came to emotions. She had always been rather insensitive in that regard.

But since arriving in this Small World and needing to complete missions, she had forced herself to become more alert, sharpening her senses to an extreme degree. Only by being hyper-sensitive could she promptly notice any movements from her target.

So now, when Ji Yilian said this was only the second time she had lost control, the girl’s first reaction was disbelief.

“Only twice?”

After all, Ji Yilian had already lost control twice right in front of her.

It couldn’t be that she was the only one who had witnessed Ji Yilian in such a state, could it?

The thought had barely flashed through her mind when Ji Yilian’s eyes completely captured her gaze.

Such dazzling eyes!

Perhaps because the crystal collar had just constricted her neck, physiological tears had gathered in Ji Yilian’s eyes, making them glisten like those of a wet puppy.

Waaah, such a beautiful little puppy!

Yan Liu was utterly defenseless against such fluffy, adorable, and innocent creatures.

The moment she saw that look in Ji Yilian’s eyes, her heart melted.

Once she imagined Ji Yilian as that kind of soft, harmless, and pure being, her beauty transformed into a devastating weapon. Nothing could withstand such an attack.

Yan Liu pinched the palm of her hand so hard it hurt, forcing herself to regain a sliver of willpower. She continued speaking stiffly, “Then you should look for the problem within yourself. Why do you always lose control around me?”

Cough, cough, cough. What she really wanted to say was, You always lose control because of me. Am I too irresistible?

But saying that would sound too cheesy.

Yan Liu refused to become that kind of person.

Even if she wanted to win Ji Yilian over, she would do it with finesse, by attracting her, not by making crude advances.

The girl’s lips were pressed into a thin line, her long, slightly curled eyelashes framing almond-shaped eyes that possessed a natural, innocent allure. Her nose was delicate, yet her bridge had a subtle, elegant prominence.

She was the type of beauty that looked perfect whether you examined each feature individually or admired the harmony of her face as a whole.

Ji Yilian’s gaze met hers across the space. As if understanding something unspoken, she weakly curved her lips into a smile.

“You’re right. I should reflect on this.”

Reflect on why she had so little self-control around Yan Liu.

She wasn’t the kind of person who would easily succumb to pheromones and lose her rationality.

Yet, time and again, she found herself doing exactly that in Yan Liu’s presence.

This made her seem frivolous and lacking in self-discipline.

Seeing Ji Yilian so agreeable and her attitude so gentle, Yan Liu’s strained seriousness finally crumbled.

She glanced at the crystal collar around Ji Yilian’s neck and murmured softly,

“It’s not red anymore. It’s fine now.”

Ji Yilian hummed in acknowledgment.

Yan Liu suddenly remembered something and asked, “Why don’t you take Inhibitors?”

Inhibitors could suppress pheromone surges. Why hadn’t she seen Ji Yilian use them?

The girl’s question was met with an answer.

Ji Yilian lowered her gaze and said in a hoarse voice, “Excessive use of Inhibitors weakens a warrior’s willpower. This would be detrimental when fighting in the Abyss.”

The cunning Insectoids could mimic various pheromone scents. In the perilous battlefields of the Abyss, lacking basic self-control was tantamount to suicide. Not only would individual missions fail, but it would also endanger the entire team.

This was why Ji Yilian rarely used Inhibitors. She honed her willpower through everyday situations, treating each challenge as training.

If anyone else had asked such a personal question, she would never have answered. But it was Yan Liu—the Omega before her, whose almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents when she smiled, yet turned fierce as a kitten when angered—who asked. With her, Ji Yilian could speak freely.

“Oh. I see,” Yan Liu replied, clearly unaware of the underlying reasons. Ji Yilian’s explanation felt like gaining a new piece of knowledge.

To be honest, if Yan Liu hadn’t already formed a preconceived notion of Ji Yilian based on the original novel’s plot, she might have seen her in a completely different light.

Even with their normal interactions, Yan Liu couldn’t help but feel a grudging admiration for Ji Yilian.

She admired people who were strong and had clear goals. Ji Yilian undoubtedly possessed these qualities.

“How are you feeling now? If you’re not well, we should go back and skip training.”

Looking at Ji Yilian’s pale face, Yan Liu couldn’t help but think of the phrase “pitifully vulnerable.”

This Alpha, who had always projected an image of calm strength, suddenly appearing so weak… it was truly heartbreaking.

Yan Liu found herself wanting to care for Ji Yilian more.

Even though she had repeatedly reminded herself—she was only following the System’s requirements to capture her target! This was just acting!

But when acting, immersing oneself in the role was a basic requirement for any actor, right?

Having realized this, Yan Liu deliberately softened her tone, widening her clear, dewy almond eyes as she said in a soft voice:

“Ji Yilian, I know you’re doing this for me, trying to help me. But you need to take care of yourself too.”

Aaaaaah! As she spoke these words, Yan Liu nearly started clawing at the ground.

It sounded so fake!

She sounded exactly like one of those scheming concubines trying to manipulate the emperor, clinging to him as he prepared for morning court and cooing, “Your Majesty~” in a seductive manner.

Did she really sound like that just now?

Yan Liu felt a pang of guilt, her eyes fixed anxiously on Ji Yilian, awaiting her reaction.

Ji Yilian’s response was: “…You can speak normally.”

Having grown accustomed to Yan Liu’s fierce and willful demeanor, Ji Yilian was momentarily stunned by the girl’s sudden transformation into a delicate, clinging creature.

It felt… unsettling.

Yan Liu bristled at the remark, her embarrassment turning to anger. The hand she had reached out to steady Ji Yilian now shoved her instead.

“…What do you mean I wasn’t speaking normally?”

Her voice now rang with renewed vigor, its crispness brimming with vitality.

Ji Yilian stumbled slightly from the shove, but her heart settled into a sense of relief.

Ah, this is the Yan Liu I know.

Concealing the amusement in her eyes, Ji Yilian watched the girl’s adorably fierce expression. She raised a hand to her lips and cleared her throat softly.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you to training.”

The spacecraft’s door slid open silently.

It had already landed, but the two had been so engrossed in their conversation that they hadn’t noticed.

Ji Yilian always disembarked with swift, effortless grace.

Tall and long-legged, her silhouette exuded a sense of effortless elegance as she touched down.

Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, swaying in graceful arcs with the night breeze, like some mysterious goddess of the night. A glance back revealed her cold, alluring smile, her crimson lips curving into a captivating curve that could ensnare hearts.

“Aren’t you coming down?”

Seeing Yan Liu remain motionless, Ji Yilian tilted her head slightly.

When their eyes met, Yan Liu pressed her lips together and leaped down from the hovercraft.

As if I can’t jump! she thought. Why does Ji Yilian always have to act so cool in front of me? I can do that too!

Fueled by a sudden surge of defiance, Yan Liu pushed off with her calf and jumped from the hovercraft.

She deliberately avoided the ladder.

It’s just a meter-high ladder! Do I really have to use it like a good little girl?

Seeing the girl jump, Ji Yilian’s body moved almost instinctively, her reflexes urging her to catch Yan Liu.

She suppressed the impulse, not wanting Yan Liu to think she was being condescended to.

Yan Liu landed smoothly on the ground.

But at that moment, her ankle twisted with a sharp crack, as if she’d sprained it.

A delayed wave of excruciating pain forced Yan Liu to crouch down, stunned.

She bit her lip, her small white teeth digging into the flesh as tears welled up in her eyes.

Even after transmigrating, her lifelong fear of pain remained.

Waaah! This is exactly why I hate training!

Her earlier decision to forfeit the competition hadn’t been entirely unrelated to her fear of pain.

Now, she’d successfully injured her ankle while trying to show off.

And right in front of Ji Yilian! How humiliating!

For a moment, Yan Liu clutched her ankle, tears welling in her eyes. She couldn’t quite decide if she felt regret or sadness, but she was undeniably overwhelmed with humiliation.

She didn’t even want to look up at Ji Yilian.

Is Ji Yilian laughing at me? Does she think I looked ridiculous just now?

The teary-eyed girl tried to stand, forcing a “I’m fine” expression, but the pain in her ankle far exceeded her tolerance.

So when Ji Yilian reached out to help her up, saying, “Twisted it? Let me take a look,” Yan Liu reluctantly lifted her palm-sized face. The tears she had been holding back for a few seconds finally spilled down her cheeks with a soft plop.

Ugh, it hurts.

Ji Yilian had long known Yan Liu was afraid of pain.

During their last combat training session, simply throwing her to the ground a few times had provoked the girl’s anger and resistance.

Seeing her twist her ankle just now, Ji Yilian had braced herself for a dramatic reaction.

Yet watching the girl’s tears fall like pearls from a broken string, Ji Yilian couldn’t help but feel her heart soften.

She swept Yan Liu into her arms, cradling her like a princess.

It was a perfect princess carry.

Ji Yilian lifted her effortlessly, her arm strength astonishing.

The teary-eyed girl looked utterly helpless, as if she had been bullied.