As soon as I let the man go, he grabbed his wrist and gave me a glare.
"W-What the heck is wrong with you? Shit-! I swear I smelled a nice and sweet scent coming from you, but your strength does not feel like an omega's. Are you a hunter?"
The Lee Hara fan suddenly looked curious and leaned his face near mine. He was close enough to flaunt his alpha scent.
It was pleasant, almost like fresh grass after rain. It was strong as well.
However, I was not easily intimidated.
"Hey, now that I see you properly, you do look cute. I will do you a favor and ask you out on a date. If you agree, I will forgive you and not press charges against you for harassing me and—"
The alpha was still speaking, but I had no intention of hearing any more of his nonsense.
Not only was he violating my personal space, but he also seemed to have no intention of backing away.
So I did what I needed to—I decided to turn around and walk away.
"Hey-! Are you walking away—? From me? Do you have any idea who I am? Hey, wait—!"
The stunned alpha tried to call out, but unfortunately for him, I had decided to stop listening to his nonsense.
It was risky for him to do that, since the other alpha could press charges. But realistically, would the other alpha even do that? I highly doubted that.
So, I decided to risk it and walk away.
But once I was far away, I realized that I had nowhere to go.
All I had in my inventory was some pocket change, so I decided to go to the internet café to check on my account.
But lady luck was not on my side, because when I checked my account, it was blocked and the owner was shown as deceased.
'Great. So I am legally dead now. I don't think showing up and telling the world that I am alive would do any good.'
It was not that I did not want the world to know that I was alive, but I did not want the world to use me once more.
Ever since I had been 'volunteered' to enter the hunter association by my uncle, I was raised as a weapon.
Even I knew that it was not the right thing to do. But my uncle had needed the money, and the highest bidder got to have me.
From then on, my life had changed.
That was almost 10…well, 20 years ago now. I finally had a chance to live a normal life, so I wanted to take it.
However, the problem of my identity still existed.
I decided to look around a little more at the new world I was thrusted into. After 10 years, a lot had changed and a lot had stayed the same.
For example, my name had spread far and wide. As far as I could tell, Hunter Ace was a household name, and also the former top #1. But once I had entered the dungeon, my name had vanished from the system ranking along with the others.
And once the dungeon collapsed, it was assumed that I, along with others, had died and our fortunes were split and donated.
I knew that the more likely outcome was that my fortune would have ended up in the hunter bureau chief's pockets, but I was not salty about it.
It was something that I had already agreed upon when I joined the hunters.
'Well, it is better than going to uncle. He would just gamble it away.'
But even as I thought that, I could tell that my uncle's family had benefitted just as much from my name and fame as they would have from my fortune.
Shows had picked them up and paid a lot of money to interview them. Companies had also lined up to have them as members for publicity.
From what I could tell, my cousin Mike was a CEO of a small hunter company and he was doing well.
A part of me wanted to go to him and cause trouble. I wanted to have my uncle take me back and pay me for all the profit my 'death' brought them.
But I knew that it was a bad idea.
Not only would I be exposing myself, but I would also inform the world that I had failed the dungeon.
It was better for me to stay quiet and keep my head down.
The outside was already getting dark by the time I finished the coins in my pocket. I was getting hungry, but I had no money to eat.
Besides, I could last a few days without eating, so that was not a big deal for me.
But while I could settle the issue of food for now, the hungry glances being thrown my way were a different matter.
The alphas around me were looking at me as if I were their prey, and it was starting to bother me.
I wanted to stand up and shout, but I decided to keep my head down. That did nothing to discourage the alphas from approaching me.
One of them walked over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, I see that you are all alone. What do you say to coming back with me and having some fun at my place—"
The alpha proposed, but I grabbed the offending hand on my shoulder and twisted the alpha's arm behind him.
It caused the alpha to let out a curse before his language changed.
"Y-You brute-! Let me go-! Are you really an omega-!"
The loud noises caused the others to pay attention to what was going on as well, and I let the alpha finally go.
The alpha in question clutched his wrist and shook it around before looking at me with disdain.
"Tsk, what a waste of a face and figure. If you've got the looks, you should be obedient. That way, a rich alpha like me would take a liking to you and take you home. Otherwise, you lot are only good for—"
Someone hit the enraged alpha from behind, and he turned around to check who it was. I also looked over his shoulder to see who had hit the alpha.
It was an old lady in the store uniform, and she looked angry as she clutched her broom.
"Hey lady-! What do you think you are doing butting into our business? A beta like you—"
The broom came back down on the alpha's head, and this time, he was hit even harder.
"People like you are not welcome in our establishment. I will blacklist you for harassing an omega. Now, get out of here."
The old lady kept hitting the alpha and beta group's leader, and he finally saw red and jumped her.
Thankfully, before he could harm the old lady, a muscular alpha interfered and threw the child out.
I turned to look at the old lady to see if she was fine. She just dusted herself off before looking at the bulky bodyguard.
"You did a good job, Ben. Scums like those are not welcome here. And you—! Are you alright, child? Why are you out of the hospital already? Your injuries were severe enough to warrant a long hospital visit."
The old lady looked at me, and I tried to recall where I had seen her before.
Now that I thought about it, her voice did seem familiar to me. But I could not place where I had heard it before.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
I asked in an almost apologetic voice. But the old lady just waved her hand off and did not look worried.
"I am the one who found you and saved you. It's a relief to see that you are fine. But why are you out here? Where is your family? Don't they take care of you?"
The old lady asked in a worried voice, and I tried to come up with an excuse.
With my fame, anyone who took a good look at me should recognize me.
'But then again, it had been 10 years already, and I have been declared dead. It is possible that people won't know that it's me.'
Once I calmed myself down, I decided to speak up.
"I don't have a family. I panicked when I woke up in the hospital and left."
The suspicious looks I got from the old lady and the bouncer did not escape me. They both exchanged a look before the old lady turned to look at me once more.
"Look child, I understand that your circumstances are unique and you can't talk about it, so I won't press you to tell me. But if you don't have anywhere to go, how about you come and work for me? That way, you won't have to be worried about your safety or money."
The old lady offered, and it sounded like a suspicious offer.
But for some reason, I found myself wanting to take it.