Transmigrated as the Side Top used as an Emotional Trash Can

Ding-.

A small warning bell rang clearly in my head.

This was also a cliché in its own way. Spending a night with the Omega you rescued….

“Hmm, you’re pretty….”

But I was a Beta right now. And a minor. Did he think he had seduced me with his peerless beauty?

“Confident, aren’t you? In yourself….”

When I spoke awkwardly, Glasses’s face instantly flushed.

“Ah! Fuck! Forget it if you don’t, damn it!”

Apparently mortified, he even grabbed fistfuls of his own hair and yanked hard. Wait, wasn’t he pulling too hard? He was going to go bald at this rate.

“My friend, a man’s hair is everything…! You’ll regret this when you’re older, you know?!”

“Fuck off, fuck off, shut up, shut up!”

Did Omegas produce estrogen or something that prevented hair loss? Omegaverse settings varied slightly according to the author’s tastes, so it sounded plausible enough. But it probably wasn’t designed so that hair would magically sprout back after someone tore out a bald patch the size of a fist.

“Calm down! Calm down…!”

He was going berserk and ripping out his hair like a stressed cockatiel, so I grabbed both his arms and forced them above his head, finally pulling his hands away from his hair.

“I’m a Beta! You know that, right?!”

“I know!”

“You might not know this, but I’m famous at ○○ Middle School for being Kim Jihwan’s doormat! I already have someone I love!”

Even if I only loved him by 16 percent, love was still love. I had that old-fashioned, unwavering devotion written into my character.

“…Have you imprinted?”

“I’m a Betaaaaa…!”

His absurd question made me snap, but he seemed to have calmed down and become docile, so my head quickly cooled as well.

I really wished this Omegaverse world setting would end soon. That way, a world would return where this pretty, unfortunate kid would be sexually harassed less often, and I could leave with greater peace of mind.

“If you keep throwing tantrums like this, you’ll get caught by some rotten Alpha and do nothing but suffer. Foul-tempered ‘shu’s are always like that. Listen carefully to this old man.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

I wondered how I could cram the truth into that tiny head of his. That this was actually a BL novel, that he wasn’t even a main character, and that genre fiction had familiar, popular clichés everyone already knew.

“Haa… Right, none of this is your fault….”

I soon gave up on making him understand. I lowered his arms, pulled him into a hug, and patted his back several times.

“Your life is probably hard enough even without me, so I’m sorry for shouting. Don’t be angry. Okay?”

I soothed him the same way I would coax and comfort Kim Jihwan.

“I’m not angry….”

“Sure, sure.”

“…And I’m not an Omega yet.”

“Huh?”

He buried his face against the nape of my neck and continued mumbling.

“I haven’t manifested yet…. Why is everyone around me making such a fuss and saying I’m an Omega…. Fuck….”

“!”

Then had he simply been sick the day we first met? It hadn’t been a heat, a rut, or some kind of manifestation?

“You… weren’t a tragically beautiful Omega with a miserable past who was being chased by gangsters? You’re not a breathtaking femme fatale whose dazzling charms would get you bought for one hundred and fifty million won in cash at a slave market?”

“What the hell are you saying… Fuck, am I premium Korean beef or something? What’s with the one hundred and fifty million won?”

“No? You have exactly the face of a beautiful man with a sharp, prickly charm.”

“Wh, wh, what…!”

I cupped his face in both hands and carefully examined every part of it as I spoke. His face, flushed from embarrassment, twitched beneath my touch.

“Your hair is light, your color palette is light, and your skin is so fair…! Crazy obsessive tops are dark! You’re not an Alpha!”

I couldn’t believe my meta knowledge from outside the novel didn’t work. Weren’t transmigration stories supposed to let you live comfortably using meta knowledge like this? Why didn’t it work for me?

“You…! You’re pale too! Stop spouting complete bullshit!”

His slender body irritably shoved me away when I pressed him, then he huffed as he removed the robe and changed into the underwear and clothes I had brought.

“Fuck… What are you going to do if I really manifest as an Alpha and fuck you after you keep acting like this?”

Glasses grumbled, apparently still angry. I didn’t know why he kept ignoring the fact that I was a Beta. In any case, Kim Jihwan would return to Korea in three days. That meant this world setting had a shelf life of only about three more days. Glasses, your dream of manifesting as an Alpha will disappear like a bubble in a few days.

“Okay, go Hwacheon Sancheoneo Ice Festival-!”

“Can’t I seriously rip this T-shirt apart?”

Glasses viciously stretched the mint-colored T-shirt. But apparently he had no intention of actually tearing it because he only pretended for a moment before flopping onto the bed. I was feeling somewhat tired as well, so I turned off the fluorescent light, left only the indirect lighting on, and lay down beside him.

It was the first night in a long time that I managed to sleep deeply.