WMSR — QT Chapter 163

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 163

By

siofra

Chapter 163:

The camera panned across both individuals seated on either side of the dining booth, before lingering to capture close-ups of each.

When the lens settled upon Colin, the previously quiet livestream chat began scrolling at a frantic pace.

Ahhh! What an absolute, peerless beauty!

Indeed! My Colin is simply gorgeous! He used to keep such a low profile, but seeing him dressed up like this today is breathtaking!

Right, right, totally drooling. My dream omega is just too stunning.

To the commenters above, didn't any of you notice that Colin looks a little different today compared to before?

Different how?

Come to think of it, it seems... almost like...

Prompted by this observation, the viewers who had been frantically drooling and indulging in Colin's striking looks suddenly snapped back to reality. They were hardly blind, and naturally recognized how today's Colin diverged from his usual self—particularly the alphas who had consistently adored and tracked Colin over the years, who possessed a razor-sharp awareness of just how immense and astonishing his transformation truly was.

As everyone well knew, although Colin stood as one of the omega twins, compared to the other twin Muir, he was understated to an extreme degree. This low-profile nature manifested not only in his rare appearances at public functions, but equally in his minimalist attire. Yet for today's date, Colin had brazenly broken from convention, donning garments starkly at odds with his historical aesthetic to unrestrainedly display his resplendent beauty. To what end? Without requiring deep contemplation, a wave of profound chill settled over the hearts of many.

Even during the preceding year's marriage matching, Colin had maintained a uniform attitude of absolute detachment, dressing with his customary, extreme modesty. What, then, could possibly have driven him to execute such an uncharacteristic makeover for this season's matching cycle? Brooding over these questions, the audience within the livestream room cast their gazes upon the alpha seated directly across from Colin, their eyes turning progressively perilous.

Meanwhile, the alpha seated opposite Colin remained entirely oblivious to the daggers glaringly aimed at him from the virtual gallery. Perched across from the breathtaking and intensely alluring omega, Anthony fixed an ardent, burning gaze upon him, fairly vibrating with eager anticipation.

In truth, even Anthony himself had never anticipated that upon successfully cracking the top one thousand during his debut entry into the marriage matching, he would be simultaneously selected by the empire's stellar twins—the most stunning omegas of the entire matching pool. What did this signify? Regardless of how others interpreted the phenomenon, Anthony's self-confidence swelled to unprecedented extremes; he felt certain that he possessed some latent, concealed personal magnetism that exercised a uniquely magnetic pull upon such elite omegas.

Anthony was not entirely oblivious to the fact that three distinct alphas had managed the identical feat of dual selection by both omegas, but upon inspecting his rivals, he noted that every single one lagged far behind him across virtually every metric. Consequently, Anthony maintained robust self-assurance, firmly convinced that if any among those three were destined to successfully capture a beauty's heart, that individual would unquestionably be himself.

It was precisely this inflated, runaway self-confidence that induced a severe miscalculation in Anthony's assessment of the current environment, stripping him of his requisite caution. The moment the date officially commenced, he behaved much like an displaying peacock, rushing eagerly to showcase his attributes. Even though the gorgeous omega across the table offered virtually zero positive reinforcement, Anthony happily rationalized it away, convincing himself that Colin simply possessed an inherently reserved disposition—after all, he had thoroughly reviewed background profiles prior to the date's launch.

Yet the heavy filter clouding Anthony's perception was entirely absent for the spectators populating the livestream room. Operating as objective bystanders, they possessed crystal-clear clarity regarding the unfolding dynamic: Colin simply sat upright in his seat, fixing a frigid, impassive stare upon the opposite alpha as the latter exhausted every conceivable rhetorical device to force conversational engagement. Regardless of what grand, bombastic claims the alpha babbled on about, Colin's expression and physiological reactions remained virtually nonexistent, effectively reducing the alpha into someone carrying out a lonely, one-sided monologue of forced awkwardness.

Indeed, viewers intimately familiar with Colin's behavioral baseline could easily detect a subtle edge of raw irritation hiding beneath that icy mask—resembling an unenthusiastic tourist dragged into a botanical garden, forced against their will to watch a peacock strut and fan its plumage.

Before long, a rolling wave of amused laughter cascaded across the livestream's comment section as viewers soaked in the comedy. To put it bluntly, viewers experienced a delicious sense of schadenfreude that mirrored the exact intensity of their earlier jealousy toward the alpha. They found immense, comforting satisfaction in watching the spectacle, wondering whether Anthony would eventually feel so mortified upon waking from his delusions and reviewing the playback footage that he would desperately wish the earth could swallow him whole.

With the entertainment peak subsiding, the fans within the chat box settled back into routine commentary. One viewer observed consolingly: Our beauty Colin remains as steadfast as ever. Look at his demeanor during today's date—doesn't it look identical to his icy indifference from last year's matching cycle?

Indeed, utterly detached, completely unmoved, hahaha!

To the previous commenter, don't celebrate prematurely. If that's truly the case, how do you account for Colin's deliberate styling and wardrobe choices today? Don't forget that Colin selected three separate fellows, so even if this particular alpha is a dud, it could well be one of the other two.

This sobering reminder wielded an immediate cooling effect; those cheering enthusiasts who had declared premature victory instantly quieted down, nursing a lingering, unsettled intuition that the future remained shrouded in severe uncertainty.

Yet nestled quietly within this boisterous, high-traffic livestream room lurked a single observant participant whose focus had entirely decoupled from the collective hysteria. Muir abruptly lifted his gaze away from his optical display, plunging into deep contemplation: Could it really not be this fellow?

Because Muir's attention had remained persistently tethered to monitoring Colin's parallel rendezvous, his engagement with his own scheduled date grew visibly distracted and perfunctory. Recognizing this shift, the alpha seated across from Muir finally bristled, a sardonic smile pulling at the corner of his lips as he queried, "What's wrong? Does keeping company with me feel that intensely tedious?"

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