ALL NOVEL Chapter 2
#2
“Young master? Young master Chan-young?”
“Ugh… who are you… Don’t wake me up. I’m going to sleep more.….”
I mumbled and avoided the touch to wake me up, but my voice became
more urgent.
“Master! You have to get up! Your temperature is 39 degrees right now. If you don’t take the heat suppressant quickly, the heat cycle will come within today.”
Heat cycle?
It’s a heat cycle where a person becomes like an animal, not a person.
‘I could go through that?’
“No way!”
My eyes were wide open. The body, which was buried in the bed and sleeping well, also quickly got up.
I woke up and felt warm all over. There was also a strange smell that I smelled for the first time. It was hard to explain all over the body, but I also felt itchy.
And even the parts that are embarrassing to say are getting weird…….
‘Oh god.’
Thinking about it, I cried to the housekeeper for medicine.
“Give, give me the medicine quickly.”
“Here. I poured water, so please have it together.”
A middle-aged woman I saw for the first time gave me a red pill and a cup of water. I poured the medicine into my mouth, thinking that it was probably Seong Chan-young’s housekeeper, who was mentioned sometimes in the novel.
It was funny to take the heat suppressant that I swore I would never eat just before I went to bed.
‘But I really don’t want to experience a heat cycle!’
This period, which means the heat cycle, or rut, makes Omega like a beast with only instinct left. It’s a setup designed to make it easier to conceive, but… I was living as a straight man, and suddenly the word pregnancy entered my life. It was so uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the novel was a worldview in which inhibitors were developed to suppress cycles and let them pass safely. It was fortunate that it was safe to eat regularly as there were no side effects.
‘Long live modern medicine!’
No, long live novel medicine.
After swallowing the medicine, the fever gradually subsided after about half an hour. My hazy mind became clear again.
“Phew. I survived.”
The crisis was over. The fact that a hit cycle might come was a huge fear that the strength in my legs was gone.
The housekeeper, who was staring at me, asked me.
“By the way, why weren’t you taking any inhibitors this time?”
“What?”
“When the heat cycle came, you usually took the medicine and passed it right away. I was wondering why you didn’t do it this time.”
I felt a chill in my stomach. The housekeeper quickly added, “I’m sorry if it was an unnecessary question,” as if she was looking at me, but I felt like I was sweating again.
“That, that.”
“And you’re looking for your sister……. As far as I know, you don’t usually get along with your older sisters.”
That’s the thing about… To be honest, I’m not Seong Chany-oung; I’m a transmigrated person.
‘If I say that, of course I’ll be treated like a madman and taken to a mental hospital.’
Let’s calm down. I’m Seong Chan-young now. Seong Chan-young is mean and has a dirty temper.
He tried to self-suggest and responded as haughty and feisty as possible.
“Why do you care about that? Is Ajumma, like, my family?”
‘I’m sorry, ma’am!’
The
Confucian boy
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