The moment the door to his private room opened and Sorahiko stumbled in…Aronohai Miyamura’s life changed. 

An ordinary, plain male omega with pheromones like a cool breeze on a hot day, a potty mouth, and eyes like a burning star— Only a fool would lose the chance to trap such a person. 

And Miyamura likes to believe that he’s not foolish. 

‘What’s your name, Pinky?’.

‘Lilac looks like pink so it definitely is pink’.

‘You’re not allowed to call me ...