Destiny Scent - Part 3


I went upstairs and lay down on my bed. Staring at the piece of paper in hand.

It was Narusawa-san's phone number, given to me by mom. An arranged blind date that didn't even exchange phone numbers was bound to be a failure. I sighed and stood up. The phone on my desk trembled.


I jumped to my feet and saw that it was from the company I had received a job offer from. Thinking about it, there was no way he would know my phone number. I chuckled and pressed the receive button.

When my mother saw me coming downstairs in the living room, her expression turned grim.

"Did that suppressant work for you? You look so pale."

I shook my head and sat down on a chair at the table set for four. Mom was sitting across from me.
"They canceled the job offer."

"You're lying. Why?"

"They're cutting back on the number of people they're hiring this year because business hasn't been as strong as they expected. Of course, it's a lie. They're going to hire alphas and betas only. They're better than an omega like me anyway. Damn it."

I clenched my fist and slammed it on the desk.

"But, you know, if you think about it, it's probably for the best. You might be able to go out with Narusawa-san."

At my mother's words, I looked up in fright.

"It's impossible. Narusawa-san saw me in heat yesterday, but he didn't even try to bite the nape of my neck. He was cool about it. I'm not his destiny. I don't even match his family background. There's no way he'd choose me. Stop dreaming."

I let out a long breath and immediately felt a rush of regret.

"I'm sorry."

I shouldn't have raised my voice at my mother, no matter how I got rejected from the job offer.

Mom gave me a pained look. She stood up abruptly and disappeared into her bedroom. Then came right back and showed a picture in front of me.

The person in the photo is a balding, portly man in his fifties with a friendly smile on his face.

"This is the man for your next blind date. He's a beta, but he runs a company. He has a daughter. She's in high school already, so she shouldn't be too much trouble. I showed him your picture and he liked you."

"Are you for real?"

I stood up with my hands on the desk.

"What are you going to do then? Even if you're lucky enough to find a job, you never know when they'll fire you again for being an omega."


In fact, the low employment rate of omega had become a social problem.

There had been so many incidents where omegas being raped by their co-workers after getting into heat at work. And that caused companies to be cautious about hiring them.

"But that doesn't mean I should be with someone this old, he's just like my father."

I looked at the picture and made an unamused look on my face.

I knew I wasn't attractive as an omega, but that did not mean I don't want a romantic marriage. I couldn't wrap my head around the idea of suddenly marrying someone this far away in age.

"I've never told you this but we don't have any more money. We can't afford to pay for your suppressants and the hospital visits to get them."

Mom said in a whisper.

"And then there's your college fees. We afford your very expensive college tuition because we wanted you to marry a good alpha. But Mizuki, you said you're going to get a job after graduation, not get married instead."

Mom hid her face in her hands and looked down.

"I wish you weren't an omega."

As soon as I heard that, my whole body trembled. Collapsing to a chair.

"What the hell is that?"

No one ever said they wanted to go to that university.

I did it because mom and dad recommended it. They said they would not pay for my tuition if I went to another university.

I never want to be born as an omega either.

My thoughts were never put into words.

I just stared at the picture of my future husband in the living room, where the sound of my mother's sobbing echoed.

*   *   *

The family restaurant where we promised to meet was empty, probably because it was a weekday afternoon. I spotted a well-dressed man in a box seat in the back, and that made my cheeks unconsciously relaxed.

I hurriedly pulled myself together and headed for my seat. As I stood next to him, the man looked up at me.

"Are you feeling okay already?"

I nodded in response to Narusawa-san's question and sat down across from him.

"Yeah. I finished my estrus a while ago," I said. Handing the paper bag I was carrying to Narusawa-san. "I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you the other day. And thank you for this. I took it to the cleaners, so I think it's clean."

Narusawa-san took out the shirt he had lent me and muttered, "You didn't have to bother with the cleaning. you know."

I asked a waitress to get me an iced tea.

"And the money for the inhibitors."

"Oh, that's okay. I always carry it with me for emergencies, in case I run into an omega in heat. Glad I could help."

"But that's an expensive inhibitor, isn't it? Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Even if I had it, I can't still use it."

Narusawa-san then picked up the coffee cup in front of him.

"You're talking differently today, aren't you?"

My face turned red when he noticed something odd in me.

"Cuz I can't help it but be like today."

"I see."

Narusawa-san took a sip of his coffee.

"If you think I'm being rude to an older person, I'll change my way to talk."

"Nah. I've behaved in a way that you wouldn't expect from a man of my age the other day anyway."

That reminded me of the last time I got in heat in front of him, and my face turned even redder.

"You had plenty of chance back then. But you didn't bite the nape of my neck."

"Did you want me to bite you?"

"Of course not!"

Narusawa-san laughed at my amused response. I drank half of the iced tea that the waitress brought at the right time. Letting out a breath, the burning in my cheeks subsided somewhat.

Narusawa-san looked down with an expression as if he was biting back a laugh.

I stared at his alpha-like figure. He was wearing a suit both last time and this time, and it suited his tall frame very well. His wristwatch glimmered dully, unlike my own casual one.

He really does live in a different world than I do.

At the same time, a question slipped out of my mouth.

"Why are you looking for your destiny?"

Narusawa-san's eyes widened at the sudden question. I awkwardly sipped my iced tea, wondering if I was being too rude. A moment later, Narusawa-san began to speak in whispers.

"The first time I had my rut was in seventh grade. There was an omega in heat in front of me, and the overwhelming scent of them knocked me unconscious. The next thing I knew, I had attacked that omega."

It was a common story in our world, but no matter how common that may be, it must have been a shocking event for those involved.

Many alphas blame omega for going out during estrus as if they were a criminal and said about how great it was to have sex with omega in heat, but Narusawa-san's face showed only regret.

And I liked that side of him very much.

He's a really kind person.

I remembered the past and my heart ached when I saw Narusawa-san with a hurt expression on his face.

"My father stopped me on the way, so I only attempted it, but I couldn't forget the scent of the omega at that time."

Narusawa-san looked so vulnerable that for a moment I thought he was going to start crying.

"No matter what omega I've seen since then, I've never felt a scent as strong as that one. I just can't get that scent out of my mind... It's a past that both I and the other side want to erase."

"Can't you turn the omega attack as your pair?"

In an incident that you're not sure what to do, you can always ask your doctor. Of course, a junior high school student is out of the question, but at Narusawa-san's current age, it would not be a problem.

However, upon hearing my question, Narusawa-san's expression instantly tightened.

"Absolutely not possible. That's why I'm looking for my destiny. You know how they say that your fated one has a very strong and sweet scent? I was hoping that it will erase the memory of my horrible past scent."

After Narusawa-san said that much, his face turned grim and looked very sad.

"But it didn't work out that way. I've been on over a hundred blind dates already but never met the right one yet. Maybe destiny really does exist only in fairy tales."

I suddenly felt a pain in my chest and felt like I was going to cry.

It's okay.

I muttered these irresponsible words and felt like hugging Narusawa-san.

"Um... would you like to try me out?"

I found myself saying that.

Narusawa-san looked at me suspiciously.

"No, I mean it's true that I'm not Narusawa-san's destiny. But we weren't incompatible when I was in heat, were we? If you want, why don't you try going out with me for a while?"

Narusawa-san's expression darkened, intend to open his mouth.

I didn't want to hear a word of rejection that flying out of there.

"Oh. You don't have to take it seriously. It seems that my family is in financial trouble. My parents are insisting that I should marry a wealthy alpha. In that respect, Narusawa's parents will also be happy with the news. I thought it might be a good idea to start a relationship without signing a contract, saying we'll break up when we find the right person for each other."

I rambled on and on.

As I spoke, I thought that the only good thing about Narusawa-san was that he seemed to have a lot of money. If I were Narusawa-san, I'll definitely get angry and leave right this instant. Stop it, my mouth.

I was afraid that he would reject my first confession, and in my haste, I had said something I couldn't help myself.

I turned my head in self-loathing, a heavy silence lay between us.

"Is it really that hard?"


"About that... money at home."

"No. I mean suppressants are expensive. Actually, I was supposed to start working at a department store in April, but the offer was rescinded, so I'm not sure what will I do now."

"I see."

I don't know what I just blurted out again. Was I trying to get this kind alpha to feel sorry for me, or am I trying to attract his attention?

I was so embarrassed that tears starting to well up in my eyes.