Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

For a person who has lived in a world without the ABO classification system, he cannot smell the so-called "pheromone" and is not affected by it. In fact, it is what normal life should look like.

After being diagnosed as a "pheromone immune body" and a "pheromone insensitivity patient", people around him more or less cast strange eyes on Alan, as if he had an unprecedented accident. Serious diseases, the complexity of which can probably refresh the "History of Intractable Diseases" on the continent of Asa.

However, he himself has adapted well to this, not only has no consciousness of being a patient, but also often observes each other with his classmates and friends who are "normal people".

Others thought he was a ostentatious flower among Alphas, and he couldn't understand why they were so affected by pheromones.

Whenever a classmate who is an AO level two suddenly "frowns", "fixes his eyes" or "changes his expression", and then makes an action like sniffing in the air, Alan always wants to After a while of reaction, I thought that someone's potion was overcooked, someone's medicine pot was about to burn through, or someone created a little "death smell", which caused a class of students to look for the source of the smell.

Then, when he continued to see that the students who were Beta seemed to be as dazed as he was, and didn't smell anything, the AO two-level students who were the first to make a move already cast their eyes on someone at the same time, and some A Or the expression of some O-levels was still gradually wrong, and when he began to approach that person with a psychedelic expression, he had just realized that it was his "intractable diseases" that kept him isolated from the world of pheromones.

Does it smell that good?

At that time, he had just become an adult, and Alan, who had not yet turned eighteen in his previous life, was thinking silently.

He felt that this impulse from primitive instinct was really puzzling, and he really couldn't smell anything abnormal in the air, so he had to define the information by himself according to the understanding of "human body perfume with hallucinogenic and aphrodisiac effects". white.

...I never thought that I would actually smell it one day.

Because of Allen's last sentence "I seem to smell you", the hotel room was quiet for a while.

Eli seemed to be bewitched by Alan's fleeting smile. He was already a little dizzy by the smell of roses all over his body, but now his willpower was a little weaker than usual, but Alan's faint smile He also hit the right one crookedly, right in the heart.

"Smell" is not such a charming verb, but when it is said in this situation, it sounds a little more seductive for no reason.

The blond undead didn't know how to answer. The black-haired young man looked down at him for a while, and his fingertips suddenly touched his cheek uninvited.

"You're blushing." Allen said, his tone was very matter-of-fact, with a hint of surprise.

Eli: "..."

Should I question the other party's surprise or continue to be embarrassed, or pretend to be nonchalant and return to the previous topic—before Eli can figure out a countermeasure, the black-haired young man's fingertips froze suddenly, and the other party's brows frown quickly After a while, it seemed that I was also a little surprised, I don't know why I touched the face just now, and then Allen took his hand back again.

Eli and him who looked up happened to meet each other's eyes, and a subtle awkward atmosphere permeated in an instant.

Before the two of them entered the embarrassing state of "caring for each other without talking" again, Eli cleared his throat in a low voice with quick wit: "It seems that we...cough, we have to celebrate a little."

Allen followed the words: "What are you celebrating?"

"Celebrate your 'difficult and miscellaneous diseases', so there is still a chance to save your life." Eli was still holding one hand by Allen, just to make him hold it back, and he looked down at the ten fingers they were holding.

"...and congratulations that I happened to be the guy who let you smell it and brought this chance of saving."

The last time Eli expressed himself so bluntly was in the grove of the Lord Hall of the Undead, and he received the encouragement and blessing of Hall not long ago when he confessed his confession. Er's sword.

Today, he was bold again without the courage to bless him. He said it well, but the moment he finished speaking, he began to regret it faintly, feeling that what he said was arrogant and proud.

However, the words have already been spoken, and Alan has obviously heard it all. Is there any possibility of eating it back?

Of course not.

"You are indeed the first."

Allen's voice caught his ears, interrupting the senior's rapidly rising self-loathing.

Eli felt that the hands he and Allen held were shaken slightly, and he heard the black-haired young man say again: "You are also the only one so far."

"The first" and "the only" hit the top of the head one after another, and the one who admitted them was the object of his "bad heart" against him.

Eli's tongue was unavoidably dry, as if some kind of power was about to move in his body, his eyes lit up, almost able to shine under the light of the wall lamp.

Allen was forced to pause by the "light": "...No one can deny this fact, so senior, you don't have to hold my hand so tightly."

"..."

Even the long-lost "senior" title popped up, and Eli lowered his head, only to realize that he might have used Alan's hand as Hall's sword, and the other's hand was tightly held by him.

Compared with Eli's hand after becoming a high-level undead, Allen's hand with a healthy complexion was originally two shades darker than his, but because he was holding the opponent's hand too hard at the moment, the moment he was caught The small area was completely white, almost comparable to his bloodless fingers.

"Feel sorry!"

Eli let go of his hand in a panic, and after seeing the finger marks left by him, he carefully held back the human hand, and rubbed Alan's joints a little clumsily, lest there would be bruises on it.

Allen shook his head and said that he had nothing to do with it. He drew his hand and did not take it out, so he let Eli continue to move.

He looked thoughtfully at the blond undead who was still worried about the condition of his fingers. He wanted to laugh a little, but he had to remind the other party to pay attention to something that the other party hadn't realized.

"Your strength has indeed increased," Allen said.

He squeezed Eli's finger back, and the phalanx below was not much different from the other human's, because it was too pale, and it looked even weaker.

But the power it contains has actually increased.

If Allen hadn't reminded Eli to let go in time just now, and Eli continued to hold his hand tightly, he had no doubt that he might have to bring his own bones back tonight.

Yi Lai's strength just erupted in an instant due to nervousness is enough to break the hand bones of an ordinary adult male.

"Has the strength increased?"

Eli was taken aback by Allen's reminder.

He looked at his hands, but he didn't see or feel much change, but he was more worried that he almost broke Alan's bones.

From Elaine's increasingly guilty expression, it can be seen that the two may have different focuses, and Alan couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

The blond undead tied the hands of the black-haired humans, and he couldn't care less about his embarrassment. He pulled Alan's hand closer and dealt with it carefully, and the blond hair that had grown a little after the advanced stage lowered his head A few strands hang down.

They caught Allen's attention for a moment, and he raised his hand to push them to the back and pin them behind his ears.

"We seem to have overlooked a problem." Looking at the side of the neck exposed after stroking away the long hair, the tip of Alan's nose moved slightly. He reminded Eli as well as himself.

Eli has fully adapted to the rose scent coming from Allen, and answered the question inexplicably: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Pheromones." Allen sighed, and he kept his nose a little further away from Eli calmly, suppressing the idea of ​​wanting to get closer, "Beta obviously won't respond to pheromones." , can smell such a strong pheromone smell."

Eli's hands froze, and he finally realized a certain problem, and he hesitated to meet Alan's eyes.

"..."

"..."

After a very suspicious silence, it was Allen who broke it first.

"Do you want to..." The black-haired young man paused for a rare moment as if it was difficult to say what was to come later.

Eli understood what Allen had said, and he couldn't help but gently rubbed against the base of the wall with his feet leaning against the rear wall.

The eyes of the two of them turned to the bathroom almost at the same time - the door of the bathroom was still open.

"Although I have a detection method that can help you do a quick check." Allen coughed lightly, "but I think you might be more willing to do the check yourself."

"...Then I'll go ahead."

After saying this, Eli basically fled into the bathroom.

About half an hour later, Allen waited out an Eli with a slightly distraught expression.

Just looking at the expression of the blond undead, Allen roughly guessed the result of the other party's separate inspection——

After becoming a high-level undead, Eli's body structure has changed. Now, in terms of physiological characteristics and pheromone smell, he is an out-and-out Omega.

"But your strength level seems to have risen to A." Allen moved his finger that had just been pinched, and was sure that his assessment based on personal experience would not deviate too far from the truth.

Eli gave him a wry smile.

Whether it was the previous sudden transformation into an undead, or the current "A ability O body", two almost unheard of cases happened to Eli. He himself was at a loss. So "lucky".

"Speaking of which, I think we should all still feel a little frustrated."

To avoid making the atmosphere heavy again, Eli quickly found a topic. He gave up the chair by the table to Allen, and sat down directly at the end of the bed near the long table.

Allen let out a "huh", with doubts at the end.

He felt that Eli's appearance of sitting with his legs stretched out was a bit childish, but it matched the smell that was exuding from him.

Then I saw the blond undead raised his jaw slightly, motioned to Allen, and then he stretched out a finger to gesture at himself: "An Alpha who is emitting pheromones—and an Omega who is still emitting pheromones after being promoted in a daze , shouldn't we be frustrated that neither of us has any further 'pheromone attraction' reactions than we can smell each other?"

It took a while for the equation that "unable to attract pheromones" to "not enough charm" to be successfully established in Alan's mind.

He really didn't think it was frustrating that he couldn't capture others with pheromones, but considering that Eli in front of him was an aborigine from the Asa continent and had never experienced a life without ABO classification, he thought for a moment and tried to say Say something that can make the other person feel relieved: "But today you are indeed different from usual."

This is Allen's true thought, but he can't seem to be able to say something about the specific difference.

To be honest, after confirming that the smell emanating from Eli is pheromone, Allen felt that the smell particularly concerned him, and he always involuntarily diverted his attention to it. Eli, who exudes it, looks like It is also very attractive to people who want to get close. He will get closer to the other party unconsciously, completely ignoring the "safety line" that he usually guards, and there seems to be nothing more special.

What he used as a reference for comparison was the physiological reaction of his former classmates when they smelled pheromones. He never thought that the various behaviors he listed before "outside" were enough compared with his own past state special.