I Became the Only Omega in a Makjang Novel - C107

“…What?”

Do Seung-jo quickly covered his face with his hands, but not before revealing his flustered expression.

Since there were people watching around us, I tried to maintain a solemn expression, but I couldn’t hide the heat rising in my neck from embarrassment.

“Don’t ask anymore, it’s embarrassing for me.”

“Okay.”

“…”

He readily agreed to my blunt tone, but soon it seemed an irresistible question came to mind as Do Seung-jo subtly asked me:

“…Can I just ask one thing?”

“…What.”

“I thought you wouldn’t tell me, so why are you suddenly telling me here?”

I quickly lifted my head that had been lowered at this unexpected question.

“You’ve been acting like you had something to say to me. Wasn’t it because of this?”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Then why were you looking at me like you had something to say?”

“…Was it that obvious?”

“Yeah. I’m always watching you, so of course I’d notice that much.”

I said it matter-of-factly as if it were natural, but Do Seung-jo seemed to be freshly struck by those words as he rubbed the back of his neck and blushed.

“So that’s why you suddenly thought of it,”

“Well, you kept asking persistently…”

Though it seemed to have quieted down for a while, it was the question he had asked most persistently, so I didn’t think there was anything else he wanted to say that would make him hesitate to this extent.

I trailed off, unable to believe the reality that I had dug my own grave and climbed into it.

“Anyway, everything will be mine from now on. What’s the use in dwelling on a past that can’t be changed.”

“But you dwelled on it then.”

“That was when I couldn’t be sure you were mine.”

“…Then what did you want to tell me?”

“Can I tell you when we’re alone at home?”

“What are you two talking about so interestingly that you didn’t even notice me coming?”

Suddenly, a cheerful voice called out to us. A woman who approached from behind Do Seung-jo abruptly joined our conversation.

The woman who received both our gazes at once smiled confidently.

Even though she wasn’t introduced, I could immediately tell who she was.

Her slightly upturned eyes and the confidence that seemed like she wouldn’t be intimidated standing next to anyone resembled someone I knew.

I could understand why Chairman Do had been so regretful when they divorced.

Even without elaborate adornments, her natural aura drew attention from those around her.

‘…She gives off an extremely alpha vibe.’

It was the first time I had that thought about anyone other than Do Seung-jo.

“It’s been a while, Seung-jo.”

“Yes.”

“You seem to be doing well.”

The conversation was too dry for a mother-son relationship, but the fact that they were conversing at all was evidence that Do Seung-jo had softened his attitude.

Knowing this well, Do Seung-jo’s mother’s eyes had already reddened.

After a brief greeting, she soon turned to me.

“Nice to meet you. Did I come too late? There was a fender bender on the way.”

She smiled good-naturedly, saying she was late even though she had left earlier than usual because it was an important day in many ways, and extended her hand.

“Ah, yes. Hello. I’m Eom Hui-yul. M-Madam.”

As I bowed my head 90 degrees and shook her hand, loud laughter came from the other side.

“What’s with ‘Madam’? Just call me mother comfortably. We’re going to be family soon.”

“…Pardon?”

When I showed my surprise at the sudden statement, she leaned close to my ear.

“I heard everything from the Chairman.”

“What do you mean…”

When I glanced towards where Chairman Do was, I saw him giving a thumbs up as if to say not to worry.

Wasn’t the pregnancy supposed to be confidential?

“I heard you’re dating our Seung-jo with marriage in mind.”

Thinking that pregnancy and marriage were separate matters, I sighed, imagining Chairman Do naturally tying them together in his explanation.

It was fortunate that she showed no aversion to the fact that I was dating someone of the same sex, but suddenly talking about marriage…

“Yes.”

Far from objecting, Do Seung-jo promptly answered and wore a subtly proud expression.

Perhaps wanting to lift his spirits, she quickly grabbed both my hands.

“My opinion may not be important, but I’m completely in favor. Please take good care of our Seung-jo.”

I wasn’t cold-hearted enough to correct her that marriage was going too far when she spoke like this.

I wondered if it was okay to let it slide like this, but even Do Seung-jo, the only one who could cut off the conversation here, was looking at me with sparkling eyes.

“Ah, yes. Thank you?”

I thought I should just be grateful that nothing had happened for now.

After that, casual conversation flowed.

“I just saw that Do Chanwoo bastard come and try to act familiar, isn’t he shameless?”

“He’s not the type to know such things.”

Do Seung-jo seemed pleased with his mother’s reaction and joined the conversation occasionally with a softer expression than before.

‘I must have been overly sensitive thinking all the characters were here.’

Everything was so peaceful that I let my guard down, thinking of course nothing from the original work would happen. Too much had changed, and the timing was too early.

At that moment, I had forgotten an important fact.

In comics and novels, doesn’t the opposite of what’s strongly denied or asserted often happen?

For example, like when you think you’ve defeated all the enemies and say “Is that all?” out loud, only for a new enemy to appear.

I of all people shouldn’t have overlooked this, but without realizing it, I had concluded that nothing would happen and let my guard down.

“Kyaaaah!”

The moment I relaxed, as if on cue, a piercing scream rang out from the lounge area set up separately next to the hall.

Countless gazes instantly shifted towards where the scream came from, and the murmuring grew louder.

Amidst this, someone from inside came out and shouted loudly, as if to confirm the kill:

“Someone call 119 please. A person has been stabbed!”

Not long after, paramedics entered with a stretcher, and we could soon see who was being carried out on it.

“Mother?”

Do Woon-jae muttered in a bewildered voice. The police hadn’t arrived yet, so a few security guards dragged out one person suspected to be the culprit.

“No, I’m telling you I didn’t do it! Let go of me! Do you know who I am?”

“You can explain when the police arrive.”

It was Do Chanwoo. Contrary to his words, the blood on his shirt pointed to him as the culprit for anyone to see.

What on earth is going on?

“Don’t look.”

Before I could see clearly, Do Seung-jo spoke in a voice without any hint of agitation and covered my eyes with his hand.

Even if he’s not easily shaken emotionally, how could he be this calm when people he knows just had a knife fight right in front of him?

‘As if he knew this would happen?’

When that thought struck me, I realized like I had been hit by lightning.

‘He knew.’

Do Seung-jo knew. That this would happen.

Why?

The time spent searching for the reason was short.

It was probably for my sake. If I were officially recognized, I would become Do Seung-jo’s weakness, and for him, the best defense was a good offense.

When did he start planning this? What had been happening behind my back without my knowledge?

Suddenly, a suspicion arose.

‘Wait. Then… in the original work too…?’

The thought that maybe Do Seung-jo had deliberately gotten stabbed in the novel to elicit sympathy from the female lead.

As if confirming it was correct, the status window that had been frozen started moving.

[Synchronizing… 100%]

[Synchronization complete!]

As soon as the completion message appeared, my body staggered greatly, feeling as if something invisible was weighing down on me.

“Eom Hui-yul?”

Do Seung-jo called my name with a surprised face.

[※ Automatically restarting for update.]

What do you mean my mind is shutting down and restarting like a phone after an update? Shouldn’t there be some advance notice if this was going to happen?

I was briefly angry at the system that was even more inconsiderate than a phone, but soon my body started to gradually lose strength.

“Hey… don’t… wor…”

I tried to answer that it was nothing to worry about, that it was just like going to sleep and waking up, but all that came out of my mouth was a groan. I tried to reach out my hand, but my body was drained of strength and wouldn’t move as I wanted.

The status window cracked like breaking glass, then began to crumble like sugar.

Instinctively, I looked down. Nothing was falling to the floor. This must be visible only to my eyes too. The shattered status window was completely disappearing. As more than half of it broke, my head felt dizzy.

Suddenly, I wondered if the synchronization rate’s condition wasn’t to learn all the hidden secrets of the novel’s protagonist.

‘There’s probably no way to confirm if that’s correct or not.’

“…Eom Hui-yul!”

As I heard the voice urgently calling my name, I lost consciousness.