My Roommate Probably Is Not an Omega - Chapter 17

Everyone was dumbfounded.

I was blankly led by German until we returned to the dormitory, then he let me go. He leaned against the wall, and lowered his head to look down at his ankle.

At that moment, I found that his forehead was sweaty… Mixed feelings like joy and distress swelled in my heart until my face turned red.

German glanced at me and calmly said, “Look at your silly face. I have helped solved a problem for you. How will you thank me?”

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and he quickly added, “I didn’t do anything except saying ‘cannot’. I will clarify it later, and will not hinder you from making friends.”

Me : “…?”

He looked at me and said very seriously, “Roommates help each other. I know that you are straight, so don’t think too much.”

I knew that I will definitely looked silly with my mouth hanging.

This was not the answer I want.

… Does he not like me?

My brain can’t turn around completely, only sluggishly and sadly repeating the question over and over again, does he not like me?

Did I….. think too much?

In the panic, I left a sentence ‘I’ll go to the infirmary to take a treatment device for you’ and ran away.

What I don’t know was after I talked to my ex-roommate, he immediately sold me to German. That’s why German who had a foot injury would go to the court and happened to rescue me out from my predicament. Then when I left the dormitory (to get the treatment device), I was sold again, this time by my smart device. I left too hurriedly that I forgot about my smart device, which has fallen onto German’s bed through the gap between the bed frame. My virtual pet recognized German, and automatically displayed everything from my smart device containing the keyword ‘German Garcia’. Hence, my browsing history, all the photos I’ve saved, and the dream I recorded… were all seen by German.

Ah, this world is really despairing.

At this moment, I still didn’t know about this. Gasping, I ran back to the dormitory with a one-time usage treatment device. When I pushed the door open, I saw German sitting on the bed, half-n*ked and in the midst of taking off his pants. My face turned red, and I sneaked a few glances at his chest and firm abdomen muscles before immediately turning around and pretending to be a pure-minded person; I will remember this to enjoy it in my mind.

He asked innocently behind my back, “What’s wrong? Aren’t we both guys, why are you getting shy?”

In order to show that nothing is wrong, I could only turn back red-faced.

German wore a pair of black trunks, and sat casually on the bed. His Alpha’s natural advantage gave him a good figure with big arms and narrow waist. Unlike some Alphas who get their big muscles from the gym, the muscle lines on German’s body were from military trainings and practicals; symmetrical and beautiful. The strong skin tone added a lot of er*tic sense in this moment, especially when German is looking at me so intently…

… fortunately, his underwear was not tight!! Otherwise, the treatment device may have to use on my nose first.