(BL) Rejected by daughter's second male lead-Chapter 58

Once he started dancing, the voices that filled his head and tormented his heart vanished without a trace. Yuan felt Gillon’s skin beneath his hand. He touched the firm waist beneath the clothes, and was drenched in Gillon’s breath that brushed past his cheek and the unique scent of his pheromones. A cool and refreshing forest scent. This scent was the one he had smelled his fill of during the acute rut... wait.

Yuan, who had been dancing skillfully and elegantly to the music, came to a screeching halt. Gillon, with a bewildered look, glanced around and asked.

"What is it?"

"...Pheromones."

Yuan whispered hastily.

"You’re releasing your pheromones right now."

Gillon’s pheromones had always been faintly detectable. For some reason, after the sex during the acute rut, the two of them could sense each other’s pheromones. It seemed that no matter how tightly they hid and concealed them, they could just naturally smell them. Others couldn’t smell them; only they could sense each other’s pheromones.

However, the pheromones being released now were not at a level only the two of them could detect. As if to prove this, the eyes of several nobles dancing nearby were becoming hazy.

"What? My pheromones? Wait, Yuan. Your pheromones are being released too, aren’t they?"

"What did you say?"

Yuan hurriedly used magic to check his pheromone glands. Just as Gillon had said, his pheromone glands were already gushing out pheromones as if they had been stimulated.

Yuan and Gillon exchanged troubled glances. Not a single word was spoken, but an unspoken agreement was made between them that they needed to get out of there immediately.

They pretended to dance as they moved toward the back door of the banquet hall. Whenever they passed, alphas became on edge and looked around at the leaking pheromones, while omegas trembled.

"Quickly."

Near the back door, Gillon grabbed Yuan’s hand. If any more pheromones leaked out here, the imperial banquet hall could turn into a scene of an orgy. If such a thing were to happen during a large and sacred festival like the Harvest Thanksgiving Festival, Gillon would not be able to escape punishment, let alone recover his image.

The two ran out of the banquet hall. The back door led to the rear garden, but there were many people in the garden as well. Since most of them were couples who had come out for a more intimate time, a variety of pheromone scents were subtly mixed in the rear garden.

"Damn it...."

As Gillon looked around for a secluded spot, Yuan gripped Gillon’s hand tighter than before. Then, their vision changed.

"Huk!"

Gillon almost screamed without realizing it. It was no wonder, as his line of sight had become drastically higher.

"Wh-where is this?"

"It is the fourth-floor terrace of the West Palace."

The West Palace was the palace where the banquet hall was located. Indeed, when he looked down, he could see the rear garden where he and Yuan had been standing just moments ago.

"Right. You can teleport...."

Gillon muttered as if relieved and slumped onto the sofa on the terrace.

"Why did my pheromones suddenly get released? Hah... I can’t seem to control them at all these days. The only time I had this much trouble controlling them was for a short while 20 years ago."

"Why couldn’t you control them 20 years ago?"

Yuan asked sharply. He sat down next to Gillon. A whiff of Yuan’s fresh pheromone scent wafted over. Gillon turned his head to the opposite side and made an excuse.

"Th-that’s because my pheromone glands were briefly damaged back then."

That had never happened. Twenty years ago, he had only been unfamiliar and unskilled at controlling his pheromones because he had just been transmigrated. But since he couldn’t say that he had been transmigrated, he had no choice but to lie.

Unfortunately, Yuan took Gillon’s lie at face value.

"...Are you alright now?"

"Oh, yes, of course! I’m fine, hahaha!"

"You can laugh? This means that even though our pheromone glands are normal, we are both gushing pheromones like newly presented alphas."

"Ah, yes... It’s not a laughing matter."

Gillon became solemn. Yuan was right. This was a golden opportunity to reveal and show off that he was a couple with Yuan in front of people, but if their pheromones leaked like this, they would have no choice but to go home.

"Is it because we made contact while dancing? But do pheromones react to that extent? Between alphas?"

"First, I will try using magic. Stay still."

Yuan said, suddenly placing a hand on Gillon’s lower abdomen. Gillon flinched and exclaimed.

"Wh-what are you doing all of a sudden!"

"The pheromone glands are around here, aren’t they? Be quiet. I am going to use pheromone control magic now."

Soon, a white light shimmered at Yuan’s fingertips. Gillon felt a warm energy enter his lower abdomen.

"Uht!"

"...Do not make strange noises."

Yuan scolded him with a hardened face.

No, it’s not me who’s making strange noises...! Gillon tried to protest, but he soon furrowed his brow at the sensation of the warm energy slowly dissipating and disappearing inside his stomach.

"This... I don’t think it’s working."

The pheromones were still leaking, and there was no change in his body. Yuan tried the control magic on himself as well, then nodded.

"As expected, it’s not working."

He clicked his tongue.

"The pheromone control magic hasn’t been working well since I had sex with you, Duke."

"Se-, th-that, please be careful with your words."

"Then what should I call it?"

"Well. Union? Relations? Intercourse? Aren’t there many other words?"

"Intercourse? Then was what we did a semen intercourse?"

"Cough, ahem! Cough cough!"

As Gillon coughed until his face turned red, Yuan patted his back irritably. As soon as he did, the coughing miraculously stopped.

"Magic like this works just fine, so why is it only with pheromones that...."

Yuan grumbled, then this time, he summoned two potion bottles containing suppressants from thin air.

"Let’s try drinking this first."

Gillon silently accepted the suppressant and drank it. He, too, had brought a suppressant just in case.

"I have one too, so drink mine as well."

"Drinking too many suppressants is not good for you."

Yuan said flatly.

"If one or two bottles don’t work, it’s better to just relieve the desire."

"This makes two bottles, doesn’t it?"

Gillon said, shaking his potion bottle and letting the ends of his eyebrows droop. Yuan was slightly taken aback. Why was this old man suddenly acting like a pitiful puppy? He snatched the suppressant bottle from Gillon’s hand and gulped it down.

"There, happy?"

"I’ll drink mine too. Let’s wait about five minutes for the medicine to take effect."

Gillon smiled as if relieved and drank the other bottle.

For five minutes, they silently monitored their own pheromones. Gillon tried to get his pheromones under control, and Yuan traced the flow of pheromones circulating within his own and Gillon’s bodies. However, even as time passed, the medicine did not take effect.

"Don’t tell me we’ve developed a tolerance to suppressants...?"

Gillon muttered in a serious voice. Because that was a truly dangerous situation. Manifested individuals who developed a tolerance to suppressants were bound to harm other manifested individuals, so the imperial family would force them to be imprinted. Gillon had been working for a long time to amend this law, but he had not succeeded yet.

If both Yuan and Gillon had become immune to suppressants, the Imperial Royal Guard would surely storm their mansions and issue a royal decree for a forced imprinting. Whether they were a duke or a marquis, they could not escape this law.

Forced imprinting was carried out between manifested individuals with pheromone abnormalities. Since both Yuan and Gillon were alphas, they would probably be randomly selected from among the omegas to form an imprint. If they were to be shown some consideration, they would choose someone of high status among them.

But since forced imprinting itself was an inhuman act, Gillon had always been of the position to abolish this system. But now he was about to be forcibly imprinted!

"I should have pushed harder for the abolition of the forced imprinting system...."

At Gillon’s words, Yuan snorted.

"Who would dare to forcibly imprint this Yuan Hampton? Even if the entire Imperial Royal Guard came at me, they would not be able to touch a single hair on my head. You too, Duke, should set aside such useless worries and start thinking of a way to get out of this situation."

"How is this a useless worry when it seems we’ve developed a tolerance to pheromone suppressants!"

"Whether it’s tolerance or whatever, I can just research it and fix it. I was already investigating our abnormal symptoms, so a solution will come soon. As you know, I am a once-in-a-thousand-years gen-"

"Genius, yes. Do you get a canker sore if you don’t boast about yourself even in a situation like this?"

Gillon rebuked him, but Yuan paid him no mind.

"So what are you going to do now? We cannot go down to the banquet hall in this situation where neither suppressants nor control magic works."

"But we cannot return home either. His Majesty the Emperor will be arriving soon, and we cannot be absent on the first day of the Harvest Thanksgiving Festival. Aside from showing ourselves to the people, it’s against etiquette."

"But pheromones are leaking from us right now."

"..."

Gillon fell silent. There was only one solution in this situation. Yuan had already thought of it, but it seemed he was guiding Gillon towards it, as it was awkward for him to say it himself.

Well, how could one say that solution out loud? The only way to control pheromones when neither suppressants nor magic worked.

"...Intercourse. We have to do it, don’t we?"

Gillon asked, squeezing his eyes shut. Yuan raised one corner of his mouth in a sneering smile.

"If you insist on calling it that. Yes, ’intercourse’ is the only immediate solution."

Gillon gulped.