Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, Both the Female Lead Omega and I Ended Up Loving It (Transmigration) GL - Chapter 5
Ruan Tang didn’t answer. Like a deflated ball, she had lost all spirit, her fingernails scratching hard on the back of her other hand.
Song Chenxi stepped forward, blocking Ruan Tang’s path. “May I… see your hand?”
Ruan Tang: “…” You may.
She never had a choice.
Whatever her Master said, she listened. Whatever her Master demanded, she did.
Her Master’s momentary gentleness wasn’t a sudden awakening of conscience, but a prelude to greater violence.
She didn’t answer, simply offering her hand obediently to Song Chenxi.
Ruan Tang’s palm was very thin, her fingers long and slender, thin skin wrapped around bony knuckles. Bluish veins tangled and protruded, making her hand too soft, too fragile, as if it would break with a flick or shatter with a squeeze.
Song Chenxi frowned slightly. Such an Omega had absolutely no ability to resist in the face of an Alpha’s brutality.
She gently caressed the back of the Omega’s hand, softly coaxing, “Ruan Tang, good girl, stop scratching. You’ll break the skin if you keep going. I really don’t want you to be hurt anymore.”
After speaking, Song Chenxi released Ruan Tang’s hand.
Ruan Tang cautiously looked up. Her gaze finally met Song Chenxi’s, then she immediately looked away again.
Song Chenxi picked up her phone and charger and walked towards the door, turning back every few steps, smiling. “You sleep here tonight. I’m going out to sleep.”
Ruan Tang stumbled after her, stopping about a meter away from Song Chenxi. Still very wary, she asked, “You… so late… where are you going?”
Song Chenxi pointed downstairs with her finger. “The sofa in the living room is so wide; it looks very comfortable.”
“That place, um, that place won’t do!” Ruan Tang’s voice rose slightly, with a hint of breathlessness, and her face flushed crimson as if she were holding back a huge sigh.
Help!
She’s too adorable!
“Cough, cough…” The original owner’s strange memories surged into Song Chenxi’s mind. She cleared her throat and waved her hand at Ruan Tang. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry.”
With that, Song Chenxi went out and quickly walked downstairs.
The smile on Song Chenxi’s face vanished. She was the greatest source of harm to Ruan Tang. Being further away from Ruan Tang might make the other feel more at ease.
The sofa was indeed large, its leather very soft and delicate, clearly the work of a master craftsman.
She arranged the cushions and then collapsed onto it.
At first, sleeping there was very comfortable. Her entire body was gently enveloped, like sinking into a beanbag chair.
However, an hour later, Song Chenxi’s waist and neck collectively protested.
Helpless, she could only sit up, leaning back, and rest with her eyes closed.
From her vantage point, she could just see the entrance to the basement.
The white maple wood door had a camera attached to it, and also a picture frame.
The picture frame didn’t contain anyone’s photo, but the words “Keep Quiet!” written in thick red marker.
The original owner hadn’t prepared a bedroom for Ruan Tang; instead, she confined her like a pet in the basement, calling it “her room.”
The camera was to monitor Ruan Tang, preventing her from escaping. The warning was for Ruan Tang to see, preventing her from calling for help.
“Grass,” is a plant!
Song Chenxi walked to the door with a darkened face, tore down the picture frame, and threw it into the trash can.
Then, she stood on a stool, pulled out the camera, and also threw it into the trash can.
Song Chenxi had trouble sleeping in new beds and tossed and turned for a long time before finally managing to close her eyes in the latter half of the night.
What she didn’t know was that Ruan Tang hadn’t slept at all.
Perhaps it was the new bed, but Song Chenxi kept dreaming all night.
For a while, she dreamed of her childhood, being punished by her mother to sleep in the corridor or on the balcony for not doing well on exams. The best place was the sofa, at least it was soft.
Yes, quite soft.
In a hazy state, Song Chenxi felt as if she was entangled by countless threads, and also as if several feathers were tickling her nose again and again.
This feeling was too strange.
Song Chenxi tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn’t.
Suddenly, she heard someone call her, the voice blurry, syrupy, and excessively beautiful.
Only then did Song Chenxi slowly open her eyes.
Ruan Tang was wearing only a thin camisole, lying beside Song Chenxi. Her face, in the pale moonlight, appeared listless, pale and powerless.
Song Chenxi’s face had the Omega’s drooping hair on it. She finally knew what that myriad of sensations was.
Nevertheless, the other person was her Omega. In the original novel, hundreds of thousands of words were filled with explicit content, so this scene was just… normal.
She rubbed her hands, feigning composure. “You, what are you doing?”
It was so quiet.
Ruan Tang’s head was buried very low. After a long pause, she lifted it slightly. “It’s the last day of your susceptible period today. You… you haven’t yet…”
Whoosh!
She understood.
Alphas in their susceptible period needed an Omega’s comfort.
In the original book, whenever the original owner was in her susceptible period, the poor Omega became a human vibrator.
Although she was often tormented even normally, it was even crazier during the susceptible period.
Although Song Chenxi had some understanding of the ABO worldview, it was her first time transmigrating, and she wasn’t familiar with the “operations,” so she didn’t know what to do.
She had seen a s3x education manual in the hospital corridor. By injecting inhibitors or orally taking prescription pheromone-inhibiting drugs, Alphas could still get through their susceptible period, but the process would be incredibly painful and would have certain side effects on the body.
Song Chenxi couldn’t afford to worry about too much. She only knew that she couldn’t let Ruan Tang be hurt any further.
She had to protect her.
She had to be good to her.
“I’m sorry, Ruan Tang, I appreciate your kindness. I already had a powerful inhibitor injected at the hospital during the day, so there’s no major problem now. Doctor Pei said you temporarily cannot generate a bond heat; otherwise, the damage to your body would be too great, and you wouldn’t be able to bear it.”
Hearing Song Chenxi’s words, Ruan Tang’s head slowly buried itself in her arms. Her beautiful long legs gleamed white, and her jade-like toes curled tightly.
“Ruan Tang?” Seeing that the other wasn’t speaking, Song Chenxi worried the little girl was about to cry again, so she leaned over to check.
Ruan Tang’s earlobes were a little red, becoming more noticeable against her pale skin.
Song Chenxi suddenly realized that, in this world, discussing bond heat with an adult Omega was no different from flirting.
She immediately stopped talking. “No, no, I didn’t mean that. Sigh, I… I don’t want to hurt you.”
Song Chenxi was incoherent, and her neck unconsciously took on a light pink hue.
She retreated a few steps, sitting on the two-seater sofa about two meters away from Ruan Tang. “Go to the room upstairs and get some good rest. Tomorrow, I’ll find someone to clear out a room and buy a new bed.”
Ruan Tang still kept her head down, her eyes lowered; she just didn’t get up.
Song Chenxi was puzzled for a few seconds. Ruan Tang had a fear of the original owner that transcended instinct; it wouldn’t get better overnight.
She also couldn’t tell the girl brazenly that she wasn’t that Song Chenxi, that she had transmigrated from 2035; she would definitely be taken for mentally ill.
She herself had once been a doctor. Even if Song Chenxi didn’t understand pheromone imbalance disorder, she was very familiar with PTSD.
This was a product of severe physical and mental damage, and healing it wasn’t an overnight process. Forcibly making a patient accept a strange identity was very difficult; it might even backfire.
Time was a good medicine; haste makes waste.
“Ruan Tang, listen to me. You go to sleep first. We can talk about other things tomorrow, okay?” After saying that, Song Chenxi gently touched the top of Ruan Tang’s head.
Song Chenxi’s seemingly unmaterialistic delaying tactic actually worked.
Ruan Tang then quickly got up, cautiously raised her eyes a bit, and after seeing the other’s gentle smile again, she quickly lowered her head. “This time, we’re still not… not continuing?”
“Mm.” Song Chenxi nodded repeatedly. She didn’t even know what to say.
Perhaps it was the last day of her susceptible period, perhaps it was her own strong will, but Song Chenxi didn’t go crazy again afterward.
The next day, she woke up early. The sofa was indeed just a sofa; it was fundamentally different from a bed.
She dragged her dizzy head, stood up with difficulty, feeling light-headed.
She rubbed her neck, twisted it uncomfortably a few times, and then stretched with a big yawn.
Song Chenxi didn’t have a habit of exercising, but she woke up early today and had nothing to do. She decided to go for a morning run and get some breakfast.
This was a wealthy area, with beautiful villas everywhere.
She went out and saw an old man from the villa next door walking his bird.
She politely nodded and said with a smile, “Good morning, Grandpa!”
The old man was startled, then immediately turned away and ignored her.
Song Chenxi: “…” The original owner’s character was truly touching.
After running for a while, Song Chenxi found a breakfast shop. The shop wasn’t big, but there were many people queuing.
She had a curious mind.
Queuing meant deliciousness.
Song Chenxi stood at the end of the line. She had sweated a little from her run, which made her face look fair and radiant.
Passersby, who had initially glanced at her due to her model-like figure, all flinched in surprise after seeing her full face.
“Oh my, could that be Miss Song?”
“Impossible, you’re mistaken! How could she come to a small stall to buy breakfast?”
“Oh, you’re right.”
Most people living in this area knew each other.
Even if they weren’t familiar, they would still have some impression after seeing someone.
Song Chenxi smiled awkwardly at the passersby, her hands in the pockets of her sportswear.
Her expression was more relaxed than ever before.
“Customer, what would you like?”
Song Chenxi looked at the dazzling array of pastries, her eyes shining.
A few seconds later, she was stunned; she had forgotten to ask Ruan Tang what she liked to eat.
She randomly bought a few items that looked exquisite, thinking to herself that she would ask Ruan Tang’s preferences when she got back.
“Boss, another serving of savory tofu pudding, with cilantro but no green onions!”