4 Alpha and Omega Sharing a Desk

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"Fuchs Meine."

"Here."

'Forengier…?

'Uh, its him,' Nishimura Youta thought after seeing it had been the white-haired young man with pierced ears the one who had answered.

[A foreigner?]

"Fujiwara Nanami."

[He was addressing Akiyama-san as Akiyama-sama, isn't it?]

"Here."

[An alpha servant?]

[A good looking beta?]

[Maybe another omega…]

[~~~]

Fuchs Meine, who was sitting in the first seat of the first row, near to the front black double door, didn't pay attention to the pondering and guessing about his person, solely minding his own business.

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"Ogasawara Shinobu."

"Eh, ah! Here."

'…' Akiyama Masaru looked to the side through the corner of his dark eyes. It was the omega he had asked about previously; by the looks of it, it was a pretty shy female omega, nothing like the lowly male omega he had seen before.

"Ryusaki Daisuke."

"Here."

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"Sato Mizuki."

'That name...' Akiyama Masaru thought as he looked at the empty seat beside his.

"Sato Mizuki?" Chiba-sensei raised her dark eyes from the list to see the classroom, "Not..."

"Here! Haaa-" a blond young man of green eyes said gasping as he entered the classroom through the three meter high, three meter wide, back double door.

Chiba-sensei nodded, saying, "Hurry and find where your seat is."

"Haaa- Yes."

'That lowly omega is...' Akiyama Masaru frowned as he looked at Sato Mizuki's back as he read the plaques where the order of the seats was.

Although Yuuki Platinum Prime Academy was an elite high school and were more than capable of having single seats, the superiors, trying to make them socialize outside their normal social circles had doubles seater desks and pulled the play of giving randomly the seats each semester.

[Takahashi Hiroshi.]

[Here]

[Ueda Ryouishi]

[Ueda Ryoushi?]

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'Mnh? With Akiyama?' Sato Mizuki looked back over his shoulder at his seat beside the window with view towards the garden.

'It's indeed him...

'What foul luck of him, I guess,' he thought as he saw his black semblance. Even though he had Ueda Ryouichi's words in mind, he had no intention in messing around first with the second heir of the old-fashioned Akiyama family. But well, if the occasion let him pull a few tricks and he ends falling by himself, he wouldn't mind another stable wealthy source.

Sato Mizuki didn't smile or anything at him, just as though he didn't know him. He turned around and walked towards his seat which was the one closer to the window.

Akiyama Masaru had already turned back his sight and had his head looked down as he supported with his hand, trying to bear his discomfort.

Flop- Sato Mizuki reached his seat and sat. The double seater was quite fancy as it was a white leather high back sofa. He didn't salute Akiyama Masaru and focused on configuring the lock of his side of the desk. The black wooden desks had dark grey metallic parts as had high tech locks which were reset every semester.

'Uh? This scent...?'

Sniff-sniff-

However as he was finishing signing his school signature on a little rectangular blue screen at his corner of the desk, he perceived a peculiar smell; it was the fragrant grape scent he had smell once he had come out of the student council room.