I'm Being Threatened by a Cold Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega]

Minnie is afraid of heights and the dark. Her mecha practical exam scores are always just barely passing, but her classmates look out for her. She thought her life at military academy would stay that way, but then the top student in the Command Department set his sights on her!

They first met on the training grounds.

Feng Qinghuan, an omega, stood alone in front of Minnie, shielding her from her aggressive classmates.

To his surprise, the classmates walked around him and went over to hand Minnie a towel.

Feng Qinghuan: ?

That was the first time Feng Qinghuan failed to flirt with an alpha.

The second time he failed to flirt with an alpha was in an alley.

Minnie was bringing food to a friend when she came across Feng Qinghuan being surrounded by a group. She rolled up her sleeves and rushed over, kicking one person down after another.

Minnie, maxed-out combat ability, righteous hero, running off with the bad guys in tow: I'm so cool!

Feng Qinghuan, who arranged the ambush to lure Minnie into rescuing him, left behind on the spot: ?

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After failing to flirt with an alpha several times, Feng Qinghuan couldn't take it anymore. He cornered Minnie in the supply room, determined to get an answer!

The omega stood outside the door with downcast eyes, looking vulnerable. His voice was low and hoarse. "Come out... Be good."

The alpha braced herself against the door, her heart pounding, her earlobes flushed. With trembling hands, she posted on the internet.

[Military Academy Forum] (Help! An omega has me cornered in the supply room! Somebody come save me!)

Replies: ??? Isn't the OP an alpha?

Reply 2: Thanks for asking. I want an omega to corner me, too. (Like a dog getting kicked while out for a walk)

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A beloved, adorable alpha who can't pilot a mecha but has maxed-out fighting skills + x + an omega who seems aloof but is actually scheming, and just can't manage to flirt with an alpha

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Reader's guide:

1. A silly, happy, sweet and satisfying story

2. A few little authorial liberties (maybe)

Here's another feel-good power fantasy I'm currently serializing:

[Livestream Identity Reveal: I Can't Keep Hiding That I'm a Fan Favorite]

As a model socialist successor, Mei Ling transmigrated to a futuristic beastfolk world and spent twenty years there. To make a living, she took up livestreaming.

Then her former subordinates dug up every last detail of her secret identity.

It's fine! A strong woman knows how to pick herself up, one step at a time. She never expects anyone to feel sorry for her... She can even make a fortune through livestream commerce and become a top streamer!

Why are even the insectoid race, the beastfolk's sworn enemy, asking me to livestream their products? Aren't you going to consider that our two races just fought a war?

Oh, they did consider it. Her livestream sales were so popular that she attracted a swarm of insectoid fans, who said buying her products was a stress-free experience.

The insectoids: Wars take time. Getting impatient will only cost you money. Anyway, Mei Ling has to immigrate to the insectoid race!

Mei Ling: ?

At the immigration negotiations, though, the insectoid representative looked down on Mei Ling, seeing her as weak and seriously ill.

Mei Ling's expression turned cold. "You're not smart enough to talk to me. If you have something to discuss, go talk to my former subordinates."

The insectoid representative was about to get cocky, but then he saw the fox commander, who had seemed so refined and aloof, turn icy with rage, and the elegant, classical crow negotiator fill with murderous intent...

If their guards hadn't held them back, the beastfolk would have beaten him to a pulp.

The insectoid representative swallowed nervously. "For the sake of one little streamer, are you really going to start another war between our two races?!"

Mei Ling smiled without answering, her eyes drifting away.

If the insectoids found out that she was the genius young general Mei Ling, who had led troops and nearly driven them back to their nest a few years ago, they wouldn't just stop inviting her to livestream their products. They'd be lucky not to send assassins after her.

That afternoon, her former subordinates showed up at her door, volunteering their services and throwing themselves at her feet.

The green snake captain wrapped his tail around her waist. "General. What's so great about that vixen? Feel my waist. It's stronger than his."

The crow scout landed on her shoulder. "General. Those idiots are fighting over you again. Walking beasts just aren't as smart as birds. Why not choose me?"

Mei Ling drove them all away. "Get lost! Don't keep me from making money."

That night, Mei Ling's old injuries flared up. When she came to, she found herself lying in the arms of her most honest and reliable former subordinate.

The white-haired fox commander gently covered her eyes and whispered in her ear, "General, why go to them instead of me? Am I not as good at being a dog as they are? I'm better than they are."

"Listen. Woof."

Mei Ling: Wait, what? You fluffy types are so clingy. Do you have any idea?

Theme: Taking the initiative isn't necessarily a bad thing, and being passive isn't either.