10 You Are an Omega

'Wait, aloof?

'More like haughty… and without any base,' Akiyama Masaru corrected his fuzzy thought when he had some of his senses back.

"Did the cat eat your tongue?" Sato Mizuki asked, "Heh- Looking at you… could it be that you didn't listen to me and went to our elite cafeteria?"

Hearing his words and seeing his mocking smirk, Akiyama Masaru frowned; however, he didn't have words to refute and without words, he turned around and went out of the bathroom.

"Hoh- It seems I hit the right nerve," Sato Mizuki chuckled before picking up his clothes to dress up.

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Lunch time in Yuuki Platinum Prime Academy lasted for one hour and a half. Hence, after Sato Mizuki had his meal when there were less people in the Elite School Cafeteria, he went to the Art Club's room.

Usually, clubs' rooms were only open on Saturdays as the three regulated club hours took place that day; however, every member of a not-sport clubs hold a key if they wanted to do their works on weekdays. When it came to sport clubs, only the captains and sub-captains hold the keys and had scheduled training hours on weekdays while the other clubs were more about individual work.

Sato Mizuki, though he didn't belong to the Art Club, possessed a key.

"Umh?" When he put the key in the lock, he noticed the three meter high, three meter wide, black wooden double door was unlocked.

CLANK-CREAK- He opened the door and entered after taking back his key.

'…..' The ample room was very bright as it had many big windows on the opposite wall to the entrance. However, he found it strange as usually the curtains weren't open on weekdays as the art club members took art as a hobby to only pass time and not seriously, so it tended to be empty on not required days.

As he swept his green eyes around, he found the answer, there was a slender and small young boy of tied long blond hair looking fixedly at one of the several paintings displayed in one of the high walls, '… that painting…' he raised an eyebrow and walked to the small young boy who was so absorbed looking at the painting that hadn't noticed his arrival.

"Do you like that painting?" he asked when he came to be beside the small young boy.

Startled, the small young boy turned his head with the sudden question.

Sato Mizuki looked down at him as the other party was smaller and noticed that the young boy's round dark eyes were reddish, '…..'

"So… what do you like of that painting, little Kohai?" he smiled; the two silver brooches on the left side of the deep violet double breasted jacket's collar pointed the small young boy was a class E, first year.

"I-I…" the first year stuttered, "you-you are an omega!" he exclaimed when he saw Sato Mizuki's omega collar.

"I-I… sorry, senpai." He lowered his eyes and apologized when he saw the silver brooch that showed he was before a third year.

Feeling he was rather cute and naïve, Sato Mizuki didn't feel ill-will towards him, "There's nothing to be sorry about, that's what I am. However, if you don't mind telling me, I still would like to know why you were staring so deeply at that painting…"

"Ah! I…" the first year turned his head back and looked up to the biggest painting that hung on the high wall. There, two rows of trees dyed in shades of orange and brown were painted, between them there was a stone path covered by dried star leaves; a slender person stood there, wearing a dark orange male kimono, his back was the one showing and his head couldn't be seen as a red paper umbrella was blocking it; white snow was falling and some of it had reddish and orange shades, just like the sunset in the background. It was a beautiful oleo painting.

"…" Sato Mizuki also turned to see the painting, waiting in wonder for his answer.

"I just thought… whoever the model was for this painting must been really yearned and loved upon by the painter and…"

"….." Sato Mizuki raised both of his eyebrows and turned around to look at him.

"It made me wonder if someone would ever love me like that… with me being…" he turned and looked up at Sato Mizuki.

"Are you also an omega?" Though it had been a question, Sato Mizuki was certain the answer would be positive because all of his speech.

The first year didn't reply and just lowered his head with his lips turned into a line.

"… Could it be…" Sato Mizuki stretched his hand, "that you went to the Elite School Cafeteria?" and he rubbed his head.