(T/N: Asexual[1])
“Too loud.”
“Spoke so softly I couldn’t hear anything at all.”
The two of them had been dragged off to their respective blind dates the moment they got home; they hadn’t even managed to sit down properly. They looked at each other despairingly for a moment and concluded their experiences with one sentence each.
Since both families were long-time acquaintances, and their mothers were best friends, everyone felt that the two of them, who grew up doing everything together, should naturally have their blind dates arranged concurrently as well.
“If we continue on like this, I think we’ll have no choice but to leave the city central in search of partners.”
“Why do you seem happy about that?” Li Ze said, amused.
“Aren’t you?” Lu Meng sighed, “Why do we have to get married? It’s not like they don’t know what kind of condition we’re in.”
“Lu Meng, you’re fine.” Li Ze was annoyed.
“Fine, it’s just my sense of smell that’s a little wonky.” To be honest, Lu Meng didn’t care about this. The sense of smell in question did not refer to his normal sense of smell, but his ability to detect the scent of Omegas. Since he was unable to pick up the scent of Omegas, it was impossible for him to be enticed by heats. “Anyway, being unable to pick up their scent is better than choking to death on it.” Lu Meng recalled a memory from when he was younger and shuddered.
Lu Meng presented rather early, and his sense of smell was particularly sensitive. As he was still a child with an undeveloped gland, whenever he scented an Omega’s pheromones, it was as if he had walked into a perfume shop; He could not stop sneezing. Then, due to an accident, he became the way he was now.
But Lu Meng was sincerely grateful for that accident. Each time he remembered his younger days, goosebumps would threaten to rise.
“Is it that serious?”
Lu Meng glanced at him from the side, “Of course you wouldn’t get it, you can scent whatever and still be fine.”
Li Ze cleared his throat. When Lu Meng put it that way, it made it sound as if Li Ze had some sort of impediment.
Considering the numerous years of tacit understanding between them, it’s no wonder they can tell what the other was thinking with just one look. Lu Meng leaned in and winked, “Don’t worry. If anyone dares to say you can’t get it up, I’ll help clear your name.”
“Get lost!” Li Ze felt he had severely underestimated how brazen Lu Meng could get.
“The ninetieth blind date, unsuccessful.” Lu Meng added up their failure count as he walked.
“Wrong, it’s the ninety-first.” Li Ze stood in the doorway of his appointed room, then laughed, “that person isn’t your type at all.”
Lu Meng glared at him. “As if you could match with them.”
“You never know, maybe I’ll succeed at this one thing before you.” Li Ze suddenly wanted to see Lu Meng get angry.
“Don’t even think about it.” Lu Meng shook his fist, brandishing the fact that his physical strength was half a rank higher than Li Ze, threatening, “or I’ll beat you up.”
“I’ll be waiting.” Li Ze straightened his clothes, indifferent. He didn’t want to go on blind dates either, but he had to uphold the most basic of etiquettes. He walked into the small room.
[1] 性冷淡 means something like sexual dysfunction but I honestly thought it sounded too.. science-y? So we can take it as having low sexual desire, or asexuality, which I thought would fit better as a title at least.
(T/N: Asexual[1])
“Too loud.”
“Spoke so softly I couldn’t hear anything at all.”
The two of them had been dragged off to their respective blind dates the moment they got home; they hadn’t even managed to sit down properly. They looked at each other despairingly for a moment and concluded their experiences with one sentence each.
Since both families were long-time acquaintances, and their mothers were best friends, everyone felt that the two of them, who grew up doing everything together, should naturally have their blind dates arranged concurrently as well.
“If we continue on like this, I think we’ll have no choice but to leave the city central in search of partners.”
“Why do you seem happy about that?” Li Ze said, amused.
“Aren’t you?” Lu Meng sighed, “Why do we have to get married? It’s not like they don’t know what kind of condition we’re in.”
“Lu Meng, you’re fine.” Li Ze was annoyed.
“Fine, it’s just my sense of smell that’s a little wonky.” To be honest, Lu Meng didn’t care about this. The sense of smell in question did not refer to his normal sense of smell, but his ability to detect the scent of Omegas. Since he was unable to pick up the scent of Omegas, it was impossible for him to be enticed by heats. “Anyway, being unable to pick up their scent is better than choking to death on it.” Lu Meng recalled a memory from when he was younger and shuddered.
Lu Meng presented rather early, and his sense of smell was particularly sensitive. As he was still a child with an undeveloped gland, whenever he scented an Omega’s pheromones, it was as if he had walked into a perfume shop; He could not stop sneezing. Then, due to an accident, he became the way he was now.
But Lu Meng was sincerely grateful for that accident. Each time he remembered his younger days, goosebumps would threaten to rise.
“Is it that serious?”
Lu Meng glanced at him from the side, “Of course you wouldn’t get it, you can scent whatever and still be fine.”
Li Ze cleared his throat. When Lu Meng put it that way, it made it sound as if Li Ze had some sort of impediment.
Considering the numerous years of tacit understanding between them, it’s no wonder they can tell what the other was thinking with just one look. Lu Meng leaned in and winked, “Don’t worry. If anyone dares to say you can’t get it up, I’ll help clear your name.”
“Get lost!” Li Ze felt he had severely underestimated how brazen Lu Meng could get.
“The ninetieth blind date, unsuccessful.” Lu Meng added up their failure count as he walked.
“Wrong, it’s the ninety-first.” Li Ze stood in the doorway of his appointed room, then laughed, “that person isn’t your type at all.”
Lu Meng glared at him. “As if you could match with them.”
“You never know, maybe I’ll succeed at this one thing before you.” Li Ze suddenly wanted to see Lu Meng get angry.
“Don’t even think about it.” Lu Meng shook his fist, brandishing the fact that his physical strength was half a rank higher than Li Ze, threatening, “or I’ll beat you up.”
“I’ll be waiting.” Li Ze straightened his clothes, indifferent. He didn’t want to go on blind dates either, but he had to uphold the most basic of etiquettes. He walked into the small room.
[1] 性冷淡 means something like sexual dysfunction but I honestly thought it sounded too.. science-y? So we can take it as having low sexual desire, or asexuality, which I thought would fit better as a title at least.
