The Omega Who Uprooted a Rotten Peach Blossom

Free-spirited, sunny humanitarian doctor protagonist x stoic, capable, tragic peacekeeping volunteer hero

[The cover is a private commission, and I drew it myself, so don't call it ugly!! I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!]

Hui Wenzhu dreamed of becoming a humanitarian warrior with both brains and brawn. Right after graduating from military medical university, he passed the screening and joined the special forces.

The only two omegas in his class included him, a little foreign-looking omega. As soon as he showed up with his bag, a few rich-kid Alphas in his class mocked him.

Alpha 1: "Hey, where'd this little yellow-skinned monkey come from? What are you doing in a place like this, tiny thing? If you ruin that pretty face, you won't be able to marry a rich man."

Alpha 2: "This isn't an ordinary military academy. You'll have to go through two years of closed training to leave with your rank. A deadweight like you should quit while you can."

Hui Wenzhu: [Sweet smile] "My dear * father, did you crawl out of a *hole?" [Swears in his native language]

To push himself to grow, Hui Wenzhu gave everything he had and earned outstanding results in every test, crushing the rich-kid Alphas. His performance also made the old-fashioned instructor reconsider his attitude toward omegas.

But less than a year into training, the old instructor he'd just gotten close to retired due to illness. His replacement was a tanned, handsome man who looked about their age.

Omega roommate: "What do you think of the new instructor?"

Hui Wenzhu: "He's very... generous?"

Omega roommate: "I wasn't asking about his figure!"

Hui Wenzhu: "But his figure really is amazing!" [Objective expression.JPG]

The new instructor was young, and his work history was vague, so no one took him seriously. Hui Wenzhu, who was also a "foreigner" and often discriminated against, immediately decided the taciturn new instructor was on his side.

"Instructor, can I spar with classmate Jorge? He kept making faces at me. He must be unhappy with my scores."

"Mm."

"Instructor, they say you're all show. You can spar with them yourself, you don't have to be so gentle~ The old instructor beat us up plenty."

"Mm."

"Instructor, can I trade you the buns I made for a chocolate bar? They're delicious. My roommate and the class monitor love them!"

"Sure."

From the new instructor's arrival at the special forces unit until the end of their two-year graduation assessment, Hui Wenzhu and Salih Auguskin shared a strange understanding: one person dug the hole, and the next filled it in.

After pinning an honor medal on the young man, the instructor finally asked him a personal question.

"Where... will you... work as a doctor after this?"

"Well... I'm in no hurry to find a job. I want to volunteer first, maybe with Doctors Without Borders."

"No, you can't go! It's... too dangerous there..."

Hui Wenzhu was taken aback by the instructor's intense reaction.

Was his stone-faced superior worried about him?

P.S. Content warning: At first, they have nothing but a tacit understanding as soldier and officer, subordinate and superior. The hero's feelings are extremely subtle. He shows some concern early on but doesn't realize it himself. The romance develops very slowly.

P.S. The protagonist is a free-spirited, sunny guy with a stubborn streak. He has PTSD around Alphas [the reasons will be explained in the story]. Since neither of them has a healthy approach to relationships, there'll be some angst and groveling.

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