Mayrezzz

Chapter 1: Before

I wonder if we are dating right now.

He, Takiguchi Ryou and I, Nakagawa Mitsuru, met at a bar at the third, fourth, or maybe fifth round of our company’s welcoming party.

I’m sorry if it sounds vague. I was so drunk that day I couldn’t remember how I met him or ended up in a hotel room with him. I think I didn’t drink sake at the second round. It tastes like, hm? Is this sake? Is this not sweet water? And that’s how I drank like an idiot the entire night.

When I realized it, I was on the bed, bathed in the dazzling morning light.

There was an unfamiliar ceiling, arms intertwined on my right side, and a man that shone brighter than the morning sun.

His chestnut-colored, smooth, natural short hair shone brightly, looking almost transparent in the morning sun. Well-shaped eyebrows were glimpsed and hidden underneath them. He has double eyelids, a straight nose, and thin lips. The moment our eyes met, his eyes, which had a rather cold impression, drew a soft arc.

“Morning.”

“Ah, good morning.”

I want to stop this habit of adding meaningless “Ah” every time I start talking.

As I was thinking of trivial things to escape reality, his hand had slowly traced my right shoulder. It gave me a tingling sensation.

“I’m sorry. I made such a mark on you.”

“Nn?”

When I looked down, there was a bite mark with blood on it. And when I softly flipped the futon, there were bite marks here and there with blood stains on my body. In addition, I also felt pain in my lower back and some discomfort in that place.

…that place!!!

My face suddenly burned and became hot. Why did it come to be like this? How could I and this ikemen get this result?

While I somehow remembered what happened yesterday, he hugged me, gave me a bottle of water from the side table, and asked me if I would take a shower. After I answered, “You can go first“, he headed to the shower room with a door that I think only blurred below a person’s head.

You there!!! Are you David in disguise!?!?

I really wanted to show him off to everyone. His trapezius muscle that rises beautifully and a straight dent in the middle of his back runs from the neck to the waist. Also, his waist and the tight buttocks underneath. Lastly, his slender yet muscular legs that seems to occupy over half of his body.

I’ve only seen such a beautiful figure in Michelangelo’s or David’s statue or the muscular diagram.

……. who is this ‘everyone’ I’m referring to?

Anyway, you can see that I was so tempted to the point of summoning the audience in my brain.

This man that finished bathing in ten minutes was a man that looked good dripping in water. Furthermore, he looked ridiculously cool in a bathrobe that was reputed to suit only aristocrats. Due to my ignorant self that I was quite proud of, I could see his steamy sex appeal that was released. It’s like an illusion.

I passed him to go to take a shower. Although my waist and other muscles in my body were hurt, I managed to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor. I couldn’t get rid of the discomfort of something still sticking in my ass. Fortunately, nothing hung down from the hole.

After taking a shower safely, we ended up exchanged business cards and separated at the nearby station from the hotel.

According to the business card, his name is Takiguchi Ryou. It seemed that he worked at the system development department of a company that I know.

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It’s been a year and a half since that encounter.

Our relationship got better as time passed. We met about twice a month, and a few times we only met once a month. On Friday night, we would have dinner together if we were lucky. If not, we would go straight to the hotel, spend an intense night, get up before noon, take a shower, and separate at the closest station to the hotel. We did communicate via SNS messages, but our conversation tended to be interrupted, and we only text a little other than the sudden invitation on Friday. We also have never made a call.

Look, it’s going well, right? Going well, my ass. If this is what you called dating, dating the apartment building manager would be much steadier than this. I’m unnecessarily friendly, so I will greet the manager whenever I meet him, and if I have time, I will talk to him. Thanks to that, I knew the manager’s mother died early and his father raised him alone. I knew that his daughter gave birth to a child not long ago, and the child’s name was Takeshi. I knew about his life story from him getting to know his wife, the words he said when he proposed, the food he’s been addicted to recently, even the TV show he watched yesterday. I know everything. Yet, I don’t know anything about this person!!

I got off-topic. Honestly, I know the reason we can’t meet is because he is extremely busy. Judging from the stories spilled one by one and the time he takes to reply, he works in a super black company with regular work time, but overtime is a must. Sometimes he took a nap at work. In the worst case, he even had to stay up all night once or twice a month. It looked so tiring that I would be crazy if it were me. When we went straight to the hotel, his condition was terrible and his eyes were hollow. So as soon as I entered the room, I jokingly took off his suit and tie, unfastened two buttons of his shirt, and took off my clothes. Then I invited him to lay on the bed, covered him with a futon, and hugged his head. I patted his back and said, “Ryou-kun has done a really good job. Good boy, good boy. Good boy, let’s sleep together for a little while, okay. I’ll give you a hug,” in a childish tone, and he fell asleep in seconds. Well, he got up refreshed and messed me up the following day. It was too much that I fainted in the process, so we had to extend our checkout.

We’ve been doing this four times in the last year and a half, so you can imagine how hard his work is. When he wants me to do this from the second time onward, he will push his head against my hand. Kyun! Ah, usually, I don’t call him ‘Ryou-kun‘. We called each other ‘Takiguchi-san‘ and ‘Nagasawa-san‘, and we have a ‘pure’ relationship. This ‘pure’ is, of course, ironic.

Well, it doesn’t matter to me. Anyway, compared to him who works in a black company, I work in a relatively normal company. The only thing that is a bit extreme beside the drinking party is the factory sales. Its new norm is quite loose. I joined the company by replacing a senior who retired and took over his work. I’ve been around since then, so I think this is an okay job. I mean, the company will never entrust a big project to an employee who sometimes gets out of touch for a week.

Anyway, if he is busy and I’m not, I’ll have to wait for his invitation to meet. The routines after we met were dinner, bath, then sleep.

So, let’s return to our first question.

Are we dating?

The answer was clear.

No, we’re not dating. We are what people call sex friends or ‘friend with benefits’.

……wait. Isn’t that too pitiful? It shouldn’t be. There should be one or two episodes that spell ‘love’ in those few meetings.

In the first place, sex is basically something that is only done by lovers, right? Alright, this is one love point! Let’s leave this ‘FWB’ term behind!

Having sex that feels so good also counts as one point, right? He’s the type that lets out his best in bed. I don’t remember how many times we’ve done it, but whenever I saw the trash can the next morning, we might’ve done it around six rounds. Isn’t that love? No? Is it different? Then let’s put this on hold.

Next is… Right! When I wake up in the morning, he is definitely sleeping next to me! Then he will smile at me and says, “Good morning“! I think this is a high score! Alright, let’s count this as five love points! Other than that, when we’re having dinner or when I look up at the hotel elevator, my face is always straight or rather mad? I was so scared with my face that I wanted to liven it up a bit. Influenced by the movie that I watched the other day, I used the stairs to my room to train my legs! Well, my room is on the second floor, though, haha. Then, there was a time when my junior kept staring at me in the office pantry, so I unconsciously blurted out, “Did you fall in love with me?” and he replied, “Senpai, that’s a sponge for washing the sink. Are you okay using it to wash the cup?“. That story was brought up at the drinking party, but I looked away without smiling because it was too sad. So, let’s try not to remember it, okay!

Hmmm … I hate the me that came out of my mouth …

And … Oh! Although it’s really late, but he will definitely reply to my message! I sent a picture of a circumzenithal arc the other day, and! He used sticker for the first time! It’s cute~. Ten love points! …… Normally, we don’t read it through. The scoring is too sweet……

……Haa …… There is no more. This is the end. Is it okay to categorize 16 love points as ‘FWB’? Yes, it is.

Thus, it seems that we are not dating.

…… Oh, me?

Is there a person who can’t fall in love with this kind of ikemen even once? Is there a person who is not happy to see a handsome man who comes running to the meeting place even though he is tired? Is there a person who doesn’t get excited when they see an attractive man who is 15 centimeters taller than you and always looks sharp, sleeping like a child in your arms?

In other words, I fell in love with him a long time ago.

That’s why I always wait for his call that may come at any time. It was to the extent of willing to leave the office’s drinking party that I loved and rushed over when I got the call.

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By the way, do you all know about the dynamics here? Apart from the first gender that divides into male and female, we have the second gender that divides into alpha, beta, and omega. That is the dynamics. Alpha and omega make up about 10% of the population, and the remaining 80% are beta. People who turn into alpha are usually strong, wise, and dominant. Many of them are relatively tall, sturdy, and good-looking. They can impregnate female and male omega. Female alpha can also get pregnant. Beta is more or less normal; female beta can get pregnant and male beta can impregnate. Omega is ephemeral, timid, and obedient. They are often slender and beautiful, and male omega can be impregnated by female alpha. Male omega can also impregnate a woman. It’s difficult to explain these getting pregnant and impregnating issues in words. I thought I’d put up an easy-to-understand chart, but I couldn’t do it with my skills, so please kindly understand my explanation. There was a chart when I learned these dynamics during health and physical education in elementary school, so I think I might found it at my parents’ house.

In addition, Omega that has gone through puberty will have a heat cycle about once every three months for about a week. If alpha bites the nape of omega in heat, said alpha cannot feel other pheromones anymore, and the omega pheromones also will not affect other people, and it is called pair. There are also various dynamics, but I will talk about it when I feel like it.

However, in this world, there are people like me who suffer from unruly curly hair, a low nose, eyes colored by heavy single eyelids, average height and weight, and have an estrus period once every six months. Everyone who has met me told me, “Nagasawa-kun is beta, right? You can see it just by the appearance.” I remembered there was even an omega among them. I thought my identity as omega was discovered at the end of my first heat vacation after getting this job, but no.

On the other hand, if I bring Hagi no Tsuki* that I ordered via high stakes mail order, I was told, “Did you go on a trip? Oh, it’s from Matsushima, right?“. Thus, this is a request from me. Everyone, let’s bring delicious and individually wrapped sweets after a long vacation. It’s a promise.

…… Again, just who is this ‘everyone’ I’m referring to……

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Well, I technically don’t mind having a year and a half relationship as FWB with some biting habit. But now I’m facing a little bit trouble.

My heat will likely to overlap on the Friday I promised to meet him.

It was fortunate that until now, by chance, my heat cycle, which is only half of normal omega, never happened on the day we promised to meet. Only once, the heat began two days after I met him. It’s a near miss. Even if we pick Friday or Saturday, once or twice randomly from May and November, how likely is the five days cycle that happens in the beginning or sometimes the middle of the month to be chosen?

……I googled it just now but didn’t understand it well, so let’s stop talking about probability. Anyway, it’s about to clash for the first time.

Today is the day we promised to meet. I don’t really understand this thrilling feeling. My body was a little dull, and that place in my back was itchy. From my experience, it’s probably okay during the day, but I’ll be in full-scale heat from tonight or tomorrow.

For now, I’ll go to work and apply for leave by email to the boss. Leave due to estrus is unconditionally permitted, so it’s just a formality. As expected, I had to tell my boss that I’m Omega. Then, I summarized the work in progress and looked for people likely to help with the work. I’m usually very good at what I do, really. I’ve never refused the work from others. That’s why when I asked for help once every six months, everyone accepted with two sentences reply.

“Is it your usual friend? You must be looking forward to it!”

Mochizuki-san, my two-year senior, said so and laughed. I only responded with, ‘well, yes‘.

I survived the question about my heat vacation with the setting that I made on a whim. I told my coworkers that my childhood friend who suddenly invited me to travel about once every six months. I’m planning to go to Hokkaido this time. When I get home, I have to order Shiroi Koibito* online.

Now the problem is him. There’s no way he would be lovers with an untrustworthy person. I can’t bring myself to say that I’ve been keeping a secret, then confessed that I am actually an Omega while holding contraceptive pills. With slutty pheromones peculiar to the heat period spreading in the air, I might have to say goodbye to the sex that was more exciting than usual in no time. Ah, during the heat period, if I take a suppressant and masturbate until the d*ck goes crazy, the heat will stop after five days. However, it’s rumored that it will be finished in a day even without the inhibitor, if sperm were to be let out inside. Since it is the heat period, the implantation probability is almost 100%. In other words, this one-day course requires contraceptives.

Although it is unavoidable due to the characteristics of dynamics, it’s a great system. Omega, which has a strong pheromone, usually makes Alpha, male beta, and sometimes male Omega horny. It seems there are cases when they (omega in heat) got attacked in the city. So scary. I’m scared, even though I won’t get pregnant except during estrus. Thankfully, as you can see from the outside, I’m a disappointing omega, so the pheromones I released are also thin. I didn’t explain it properly. So, I had a family doctor sniff my pheromones. According to Alpha, my pheromones are so light that they can hardly be sniffed, even during the heat (please praise my courage to pack the pajamas I wore during the heat into a zip lock bag). Well, Alpha might smell it a bit, but I think it is impossible for beta. If you have a good nose, it seems to be possible, too, somehow. That’s why I’m not taking pheromone inhibitors. A little-to-none pheromone that is pocket friendly. I appreciated it.

What were we talking about? Oh yeah, it’s about the meeting with him.

He and I are just sex friends. It is impossible to reveal my gender to someone with this kind of relationship. I’m a man who has a 100% chance of getting pregnant twice a year. Moreover, Omega has a higher probability of producing Alpha and Omega. Alpha’s family wants Alpha as their descendant. Alpha is an excellent group of people, after all. The omega that gives birth to them could even be the subject of human trafficking. Have we talked about this before?

After considering things, I made a rational decision.

“I’m sorry, but it seems like I caught a cold. Let’s cancel today’s meet-up. “

I bought five days’ worth of jelly drinks and sports drinks at the supermarket in the evening. After that, I went home, took a bath, laid a super absorbent sheet on the bed, and set the air conditioner to an appropriate temperature. Lying on the bed with a dildo that imitates the average size of a Japanese man who feels a little bigger than my size, I put on a guard collar in case of emergency. The message I sent during my lunch break was never marked as read by the time I turned off my phone.

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Translator’s note :

1. Hagi no Tsuki is a different version of mooncake from Sendai, Japan. This Sendai specialty was inspired by the autumnal moon (‘tsuki’ in Japanese) dominating the night sky, over the field of Miyagi Prefecture covered with bush clover (hagi) blossoms.
2. Shiroi Koibito is a European-style cookie souvenir from Hokkaido that is produced and sold by Japanese confectionery maker Ishiya. It consists of chocolate sandwiched between langue de chat. The package design has a white and light blue base with a picture of Mount Ririshi arranged in the center.