What Should I Do If My Ex-Girlfriend's Pheromones Smell Too Good? - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Suppressants. Plead with Me, and I’ll Graciously Help You Complete This…

Shu Qiong and the others came out late. Most of the freshmen had already left the auditorium, with only a few volunteers left cleaning up.

They walked through the aisle, and several display stands had been blown over by the wind.

Shu Qiong stepped forward and helped them up one by one.

“Thank you.” An Omega girl who ran over to collect props thanked them breathlessly. Seeing Shu Qiong, she looked slightly surprised. “Student Shu, you haven’t left yet?”

Shu Qiong smiled, appearing calm but afraid to take a deep breath: “We were delayed a bit backstage. I hope we didn’t affect your clean-up work?”

The Omega girl’s face was a little red, perhaps from blood rushing to her cheeks after exercise: “No, no! Student Shu, I’ve always admired Ms. Shu Ci. I read her works in high school. Because of her, I had the courage to persuade my family to apply to the military university.”

Shu Qiong’s smile became a bit more genuine: “She would be very happy to know that she helped outstanding Omega ladies like you achieve your dreams.”

The Omega girl was petite. She looked up slightly at Shu Qiong’s bright eyes, a little shy but still spoke: “Besides Ms. Shu Ci, my idol is also you, Student Shu. I actually knew you in high school. I was also at Capital Star High School No. 1, but you probably don’t remember me, haha.”

“I remember you, Song Lianqiao,” Shu Qiong thought for a moment. “Didn’t you write several articles for the campus newspaper? Very inspired.”

“Exactly, exactly!” She quietly stuck out her tongue, her cheeks slightly flushed. “I’m in Mecha Engineer Class 1 now, so we’re classmates from now on. Can I have your contact information?”

Shu Qiong couldn’t refuse such a reasonable and natural request: “No problem.”

Song Lianqiao successfully added her admired idol and happily ran off, carrying display stands taller than herself.

Finally gone. Shu Qiong breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Jin Yan said forlornly: “Why did she only ask for your contact information? I’m standing right here, and she didn’t spare me a single glance! Has my charisma dropped, or is it because I wasn’t an alumnus of your high school?”

She was deeply engulfed in self-doubt.

Yan Xiangyu pursed her lips, her eyes deep as she looked at Shu Qiong: “Not leaving yet? How long are you going to stand here and watch her back as she walks away?”

Student Yan, projecting her own feelings, even viewed Song Lianqiao with the utmost malice, thinking the other girl was deliberately walking unsteadily with the large display stands to provoke Shu Qiong’s desire to protect and pity her.

After all, if she were Song Lianqiao, she would absolutely do that.

Shu Qiong shrugged: “What’s the big deal? Can’t I give a little special treatment to a small fan of my mother’s?”

What do you know! I was clearly making sure no Omega pheromones were leaking into the air!

“Let’s go, let’s go,” Jin Yan waved her hand indignantly. “I didn’t realize my daughter has this habit of flirting everywhere! Mom is going to condemn you!”

Shu Qiong was exasperated. What did she flirt about!

As an Alpha who maintained a completely disinterested demeanor around Omegas, she thought she was merely being politely social.

The group left the auditorium, each lost in their own thoughts, and parted ways with Jin Yan in the residential area.

It was already 9:30 PM when they returned to 406. The girls took turns washing up, said goodnight, and retreated to their respective rooms.

Yan Xiangyu leaned against the door frame with one arm, completely motionless.

Shu Qiong said politely: “Is there anything else, Student Yan? This special person in the rut needs to rest.”

Yan Xiangyu pulled out a syringe: “The suppressant the school doctor gave you this afternoon. Your rut is coming on strong and will last two to three days. Take an injection tonight, so your pheromones don’t flare up and bother the other little Omegas tomorrow.”

Shu Qiong skipped over the sour tone and saw the essence: “…You’re only telling me now? Did you do this on purpose?”

“You guess,” Yan Xiangyu gave a humorless smile. “Two choices. First, knock and wake up your other roommates and ask them to help you inject it.”

“Second, plead with me, and I’ll graciously help you complete this task.”

Shu Qiong stared at her intently.

You’ve really matured, Student Yan. Did you attend some scheming training camp during the year we broke up?

“I choose three,” Shu Qiong took the suppressant with a smile. “I’ll do it myself. No need to trouble you.”

Yan Xiangyu raised an eyebrow: “Perhaps my words misled you. My intention wasn’t to take advantage of you, but an honest suggestion based on roommate goodwill—this is a gland injection, not an intravenous one. With all due respect, Student Shu, you probably can’t see the condition of your own nape.”

Shu Qiong stubbornly argued: “I can use other tools to help, like a mirror and a camera.”

Yan Xiangyu conceded: “Alright, if Student Shu insists.”

She reached out, her fingertip tracing a circle around the location of the scent gland on Shu Qiong’s nape: “Just be careful not to miss.”

Shu Qiong flinched and decisively closed the door, retreating into her room.

She was in the rut, and the nerves around her scent gland were extremely sensitive. A simple touch made her whole body tingle.

Yan Xiangyu is absolutely taking advantage of me!

After the sounds outside the door completely disappeared, Shu Qiong quietly went to the bathroom, cupped cold water to wash her face, and fumbled to inject herself.

The process was a bit difficult, but fortunately, she didn’t miss. The redness on her neck and face subsided significantly, erasing the slightly lustful look.

Yan Xiangyu heard the rustling outside the door stop, and the sound of a door closing came from the next room. She smiled self-deprecatingly and lay down completely on her bed.

Her and Shu Qiong’s rooms were adjacent, with perfectly symmetrical layouts. In fact, only a thin wall separated their beds.

Yan Xiangyu turned onto her side, gazing unfocused at the wall, as if she could feel the faint breathing coming from the next room through the plaster.

Everything that happened today was a pleasant surprise for her. She admitted her heart skipped a beat the moment the person she had been thinking about appeared at the dorm door.

Everything that followed felt so unreal. Yan Xiangyu was almost afraid to close her eyes, fearing that when she woke up, everything would be proven to be just her imagination.

Her pulse beat strong and powerfully. Yan Xiangyu turned to lie flat, placing her right palm on her chest, afraid that the thin wall would betray her noisy heartbeat and disturb the tired Shu Qiong.

She lay there for a long time but couldn’t summon any sleepiness. Yan Xiangyu finally couldn’t resist turning on her bracelet and opening the contact ID that had been dormant for a long time.

The screen’s luminescence illuminated her beautiful features. She hesitated for a long time before sending a message asking, “What are you having for breakfast tomorrow?” She felt a bit idiotic.

Her bracelet remained silent. She received no reply from Shu Qiong.

She must be asleep. Yan Xiangyu thought, turning off the screen.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

A clear, moderate knocking sound came from the wall beside her ear, as if her long-pounding heartbeat had found a response.

Yan Xiangyu shot up and knocked back on the wall three times.

Her bracelet buzzed. It was a new message from Shu Qiong: “Still awake, Student Yan?”

Yan Xiangyu fabricated a poor excuse: “Hungry. Can’t sleep.”

Shu Qiong: “Then drink some hot water?”

Shu Qiong: “Oh! I still have the nutrient fluid I bought at noon in the living room. Do you want it?”

Yan Xiangyu: “…No, thank you.”

Yan Xiangyu: “Sleep. Let’s go to the cafeteria together tomorrow morning.”

Shu Qiong: “Good night.”

Yan Xiangyu was a little puzzled about the meaning of this “Good night.” She felt like she was back in the early stages of their relationship when they were just flirting. Every message from the other person had to be analyzed word by word before she could feel at ease.

Shu Qiong: “I want to eat a roujiamo tomorrow morning. The kind with so much filling it can’t be wrapped.”

Yan Xiangyu smiled almost instinctively.

Yan Xiangyu: “Okay. Good night.”

Shu Qiong, separated by a wall, yawned and turned off her screen.

She had actually been asleep for a while and woke up halfway, realizing she hadn’t set her alarm. She groggily climbed out of bed to find her bracelet, only to catch Yan Xiangyu who was still awake late at night.

Maybe Yan Xiangyu has a better constitution than me. Anyway, she couldn’t stay up any longer. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Shu Qiong woke up the next day fully refreshed, ate a juicy, overstuffed roujiamo with her roommates as promised, and arrived at the classroom just on time.

The students were particularly enthusiastic on the first day of class. Even the 8 AM class seemed lively, much to Shu Qiong’s surprise.

She was a little late, and, as expected, only the first row still had empty seats.

“Shu Qiong!” Song Lianqiao called out. “Do you want to sit next to me?”

She moved the items from the adjacent desk, explaining, “I was saving the seat for my roommate, but she thought it was too out of the way to see the podium, so she moved to the front. You’re taller than her, so the view shouldn’t be a problem.”

Shu Qiong hesitated, then accepted the kindness, carrying her bag and sitting down: “Thank you.”

She was still wearing a thick mask, so Song Lianqiao could only see her curved eyes.

“Do you have a cold?” Song Lianqiao asked with concern.

Shu Qiong replied calmly: “Mhm, I’m afraid of infecting you all.”

That’s why she deliberately maintained a distance from her.

Song Lianqiao was about to say something when a commotion started at the front door of the classroom. A female Omega wearing a beige long dress walked in. The young lecturer placed her teaching materials on the podium and began her self-introduction with a gentle smile.

Song Lianqiao whispered: “The existence of Ms. Shu Ci has encouraged more capable Omega women to stand out in the mecha world.”

Shu Qiong nodded in agreement. Gender discrimination in the mecha field had always been severe, especially in old military academies like the Alliance Military University, which had a considerable hierarchical bias and rigid stereotypes against Omegas, particularly female Omegas.

Shu Qiong was willing to acknowledge the physiological differences between genders, but this didn’t mean that these physiological differences dictated everything. In her view, the existence of mechas greatly minimized these physiological differences; the difference between 1 and 2 became negligible when each was added to ten thousand.

Ms. Shu Ci’s appearance was a resounding testament to this fact.

She, as a “weakling,” became an outstanding Mecha Solo Combat expert with remarkable achievements. After being honorably discharged due to injury, she resolutely dedicated herself to scientific research. With her extraordinary talent and keen perception of mechas, she achieved dazzling accomplishments in just a few years, improving the Alliance’s existing mecha remote sensing components and self-driving systems, significantly reducing the mortality rate of Mecha Solo Combat experts.

This was the origin of Shu Ci’s title, “The Mecha World’s White Moonlight.”

Many of the Alliance Military University’s recent reform measures were also linked to Shu Ci. For example, the proportion of female and Omega faculty had significantly increased, and subtle workplace discrimination had noticeably eased. Additionally, the Mecha Department’s entrance physical test, while still demanding, had shifted its focus from a single muscle strength indicator to a more scientific and comprehensive assessment of muscle control, balance, and other aspects.

External skepticism still existed, but it couldn’t stop the tide of change.

Shu Qiong didn’t know much about her mother, whom she rarely saw. Most of what she knew was through school textbooks. But she always viewed her mother as her unique role model, a guiding light on her path forward.

Shu Ci’s life was too impactful, like an infinitely brilliant shooting star. It briefly streaked across the sky; no one could hold her, but her image was deeply imprinted in the minds of every observer, so stunning that it was unforgettable.

Of course, this also brought considerable pressure to Shu Qiong. Fortunately, she was still in the fearless stage of youth, with a passion that allowed her to turn pressure into motivation.

She couldn’t guarantee that she would surpass her mother’s achievements, but she was willing to fight for the chance to see the same peak her mother had once witnessed.

The mild-mannered Omega lecturer finished her self-introduction and began the course topic. Theoretical classes with too much substance inevitably seemed dry, but she taught skillfully, gradually delving into the subject. The class was so engaging that everyone felt they wanted more.

Shu Qiong reviewed her notes, reinforcing her memory while the information was still fresh.

Shortly after the class ended, the classroom became restless. Many people looked toward Shu Qiong and whispered, likely wanting to approach her but intimidated by her aura of being a dedicated, high-achieving student.

“Knock, knock.”

Someone lightly tapped Shu Qiong’s desk, pulling the Student Shu scholar back to reality from her immersed studying.

Shu Qiong turned her head. Song Lianqiao’s seat had been mysteriously taken over.

Yan Xiangyu brazenly usurped the seat, toying with Shu Qiong’s fountain pen with her left hand, and resting her chin on her right arm. Shu Qiong had no idea how long she had been watching her.