Plato's Little Star [ABO]

Olande didn't like the attribute of Omega.To be precise, he doesn't hate the estrus period.But related to the estrus period—the reproductive function of Omega, the Omega group received special protection from the empire.In Olander's view, this kind of protection is nothing more than the empire's protection of the mating rights of nobles and elite alphas, which makes him feel sick.

In the great Milky Way era, why did words like mating and estrus come back to humans after going around and around from livestock.Orlande even missed the billowing black smoke of the era of industrialization in his dreams. At least at that time, humans did not have the secondary genders like Alpha and Omega that were full of mating desires.

Christopher's summer was dry and hot, and Olande kicked the vending machine after inserting coins, and a bottle of soda fell out.He unscrewed the bottle cap, and with a "pop", the cold, bubbly fruity smell came out.

The radio in the store was buzzing, and it was repeatedly broadcasting the Federal State's support policy for the Christo region.The referendum ended a week ago, and the Christo region was reincorporated into the territory of the Federal State for the first time in three centuries.

Orlander doesn't know if that means the end of chaos in Cristo, street corner litter and human scum, but inhibitors are definitely harder to come by - the feds will be doing it in Cristo before the end of the year With the new round of census and the replacement of citizen ID cards, only Alpha and Omega citizens registered in the federal state can purchase inhibitors.

The street punk squatted on the side of the road with a cigarette in his mouth, took a second look at Olande, held his calf when Olande walked over, and whistled frivolously, "It's a pity, it's not Omega."

Olande pulled out his leg, smashed the soda water on his head, and threw him out with an over-the-shoulder throw.The fruit-flavored bubbles burst open. "Scum." Olande said as he picked up the bottle. The bottle drew an arc and was thrown steadily into the trash can in the distance.

He walked past the trash can, and from the alley around the corner came the sound of rubbing clothes, panting, and a very faint sweet smell, a bit like the first-ripe passion fruit in the sun—the smell of pheromones.An Omega is going into heat.

Olande stopped walking while touching the inhibitor in his pocket, and decided to help this poor Omega. There are countless scumbag Alphas on the streets of Christopher, maybe they are not Alphas but also scumbags.Olande took a step forward, his pretty eyebrows furrowed, and the alley smelled of Alpha pheromone.

"Please don't do this." Amidst the panting, Rioland heard a man say this.His voice is gentle and clean, like a glass of iced champagne in summer, tickling one's ears.

Olande looked at the corner of the street, picked up a brick, weighed it, and walked into the alley without hesitation.No matter what kind of shit Alpha he is, Oland, who is not in estrus, can beat three by himself.There were a lot of sundries piled up in the alley, and there were two people hiding behind the sundries. Olande held his breath while holding up the bricks, and walked lightly.

An Alpha is tugging on Omega, injecting her with something.Olande couldn't see the Omega's face, but only saw that the Alpha who was holding her had soft, long light golden hair, and the torn hair covered his eyes.Seeing the shadow of Olande, he raised his head, and the exposed eyes were like glass that had just been salvaged from the Adriatic Sea—this Alpha was unexpectedly sober.

"Hush—" Alpha pulled out the syringe and put his index finger on his lips, mouthing silently: "Don't scare this little biscuit."

Olander realized that it was not Omega that was resisting the invasion, and threw a brick with a look of disbelief.The sound of the brick falling to the ground still frightened the Omega in Alpha's arms. She trembled and hugged the person in front of her with all her strength, which made the Alpha very embarrassed.

Olande reached out and knocked out Omega who was in heat, and let her lean into his arms.He didn't know what expression to use to face the Alpha in front of him, "Ahem, you injected her with an inhibitor? Is this your...girlfriend?"

"Well, but I don't know this little chocolate." Alpha stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets, narrowed his eyes slightly, looking lazy.It seemed that he was not standing in Christo's dry and hot summer street, but in the drowsy breeze.He said indifferently: "I was almost raped by an Omega just now. Ah...Christo, it's so hot."

"Christo's streets are not safe. It is dangerous for Omega, who is about to go into heat, to walk alone on the streets. She just instinctively seeks protection." Olande said with a frown.What he hates is not the estrous period of Omega, but the inability to guarantee the safety of Omega in estrous period - people have only one answer, which is to let Omega protect themselves, and at the same time, make no demands on Alpha.

"Platu, my name. Are you going to take her to the hospital?" Platu took the Omega whose pheromone smell had disappeared, "It's not the fault of Omega walking alone on the street, Omega and Alpha are God's failure product——Although God is proved dead by us. No, according to the theory of evolution, God, a super-advanced creature, should appear last. Maybe God has not yet been born. God came after our prayers even disappeared. born."

Olande rarely laughed.

Plato said suddenly: "Although I don't know your name, can I treat you to drink iced soda later? It's orange-flavored, with bubbles. Drink it in the hottest summer afternoon. There will be a layer of ice on the glass bottle. Vapor."

"No, thank you." Hollander rejected Plato, although Plato described the soda as attractive.He will go to work to save money.Before the policy of prohibiting the purchase of inhibitors by non-Omega citizens is implemented, he must buy as many inhibitors as possible.

For a long time the Cristo region was in a state of anarchy.Although Omega must register to receive inhibitors, there has always been a problem of inhibitor abuse in the Christo area, and the empire has no ability to take over Christo.Olander concealed his Omega identity after the appearance of the second gender, and the inhibitors in the Christopher area can be bought without Omega identity-he became an Omega because of his own genes, not because of the empire, In other words, it is not to become an Omega in order to give birth to a certain elite, a certain noble Alpha.

Olande registered as Beta, and only Alpha and Beta dared to walk on the street alone in Christopher.People don't have so many restrictions on the Alpha who also has a estrus period. Gradually, Orlande began to hate his Omega identity, which is a restriction on freedom.

The author has something to say: Good luck with the opening, I wish every little dessert that comes in will have good luck~