SGT CH197

197 Zerg: Major General X Falls into the Hands of a Malicious Mental Groomer 3

◎Just so-so (pulling up trousers)◎

Hearing the male’s words, X felt both powerless and bewildered.

He did not understand why such a dazzling male insisted on claiming him.

Given the other’s appearance and grade, merely standing there would cause countless females to fight tooth and nail for a chance to approach him.

Even S-grade females, or high-ranking generals of distinguished lineage and great authority, would willingly pour out everything they possessed to pursue him.

Yet the male insisted on tormenting him for amusement within a chaotic underground district, inside a cramped room that did not match his noble status in the slightest.

Sure enough, no matter how noble and dazzling a male appeared on the surface, they were all equally rotten at the core.

Having his mouth forced open once again, X thought blankly without any expression.

“Major General, why haven’t you made any progress at all?”

Mu Si propped his chin on one hand, while the other rested atop X’s head, occasionally stroking his hair or poking his cheek.

Whenever the stimulation became too intense, he would abruptly tighten his grip, tugging hard at his hair.

Keeping his eyes lowered in silence, X gave no response, unable to respond anyway.

Perhaps he ought to bite the male.

Teaching this male a lesson.

X did not know why he hadn’t done so.

Just as he didn’t know why, even after being bitten bloody by him before, the male still dared deliver himself into his mouth.

Perhaps this was the arrogance and self-assurance high-grade males carried before females.

Confidently believing that females could not resist them, and would not resist them.

A male’s body was so fragile compared to a female’s; how did they dare to be this brazen?

Even fitted with inhibitors, his teeth could bite through steel.

“X.”

The male suddenly gripped his hair tightly, murmuring his name in a low, breathless whisper.

The male’s voice was far too pleasant to the ear, especially when turning hurried and shifting pitch at the tail end, giving off a sensation akin to wheedling like a spoiled child.

In despair, X closed his eyes, swallowing the male to the very deepest depths.

Confined inside a sunless room and battered continuously by pheromones, X could not clearly perceive the passage of time, not knowing how long had elapsed, nor when the male would finally spare him.

“I need to apply for leave with the military,” X rasped in a hoarse voice.

“Only remembering to ask for leave now, isn’t it a bit late?”

As Mu Si spoke, he held an accessory and a piercing gun, measuring them against X’s chest.

X had bitten him, and the mark on his shoulder had not faded to this day.

Meanwhile, after gnawing on X for half a day, he hadn’t even managed to leave a single bite mark.

Mu Si was thoroughly unconvinced.

He decided to use another method to leave his mark on X’s body.

X could tell the male’s intention, but he held no right to refuse.

He could only seize this period, which amounted to an “intermission,” to raise his request with the male.

“If I am gone for too long, the military will initiate an investigation into my whereabouts. Your Excellency would not wish to have the military come knocking on your door, would you?”

Mu Si pinched the point beneath his fingers and pulled the trigger of the piercing gun without hesitation.

Seizing the fleeting window before the female’s body healed itself automatically, he fastened the accessory into place.

Only then did he tug on the fitted jewelry, looking up at him with a cold snort:

“Threatening me?”

Furrowing his brows, X struggled to steady his breathing, his chest heaving up and down.

To a female, this degree of discomfort could not even be counted as an injury, far less excruciating than the caress of the male’s fingers.

It was merely that the erotic implication was too glaring, as if this body had been branded with the male’s mark, thoroughly falling into depravity.

“I believe you would not wish to be seen by other bugs,” X said in a low, husky voice, striving to suppress the surging desire within his body.

The male clearly did not want his identity exposed, much less draw attention to himself; otherwise, he would not have disguised himself repeatedly, choosing a meeting location in the underground district.

Mu Si truly did not want the military knocking on the door.

Yet it was not the fear of exposure that X assumed, but rather not wanting his good time with X to be interrupted.

Well… not wanting his torment and retaliation against X to be broken off.

“Fine, you are permitted to ask for leave.”

Mu Si never intended to make things genuinely difficult for X over this; it wasn’t an important matter to begin with.

The reason he put on a reluctant display was merely to deliberately make X feel uncomfortable.

Mu Si ordered X to open his terminal, while he rested against his shoulder to watch.

“Don’t pull any tricks.”

Mu Si deliberately poked him as a threat.

“Keep in mind that you signed the agreement. During the mental soothing period, satisfy every single one of my demands. Even if the military comes knocking, you won’t be able to do anything to me.”

“I understand.”

X had been well aware of this from the very start.

The other party was a high-grade male, inherently receiving immense preferential treatment. He had zero proof that the male had forcefully claimed him, and with the prior contract in place, even if everything were brought to light, he would receive no justice whatsoever.

X truly was merely applying for leave.

In fact, letting the military track him down might have been more advantageous to him, at least offering a chance to break free.

Yet, looking at the male in his arms with long hair draped loose, his fair, perfect body exposed carelessly…

X swiftly shifted his gaze away.

Just as the male said, he could obtain no justice anyway; since that was the case, there was no need to let other bugs witness such an unsightly scene.

Noticing X’s gaze sweeping over him before darting away in a rush, Mu Si was instantly displeased.

“Why aren’t you looking at me?”

Mu Si cupped X’s face, forcing him to look at him.

“You must look at me, gazing at me forever.”

Saying this, Mu Si leaned down to kiss him.

X was dragged into the swirling vortex of desire once again.

The physiological awakening lasted an entire week.

Mu Si loved this feeling of staying together with X very much.

As if returning to those years in the past, inside that tiny underground safehouse, with only the two of them relying on each other, so warm and comforting.

He wanted so desperately to continue like this forever.

Continuing to stay in this dark, cramped room with X, entangled with each other.

He could treat X a little better, no longer tormenting X, as long as X remained by his side.

However, it could not go on any longer.

He had his responsibilities; he could not let his Female Father and Male Father worry, nor could he greedily indulge in attachments.

The week of indulgence had ended, and everything had to return to its proper course.

Mu Si got up, performed a brief full-body cleaning with an instrument, and put on his clothes.

This was the first time over these days that the male wore clothes other than a bathrobe in front of him.

X realized what was happening.

Sitting up from the bed, he stared in a daze at the neatly dressed male.

The exceedingly luxurious robes matched the male impeccably, making him appear even more noble and peerless, stunningly gorgeous.

“Are you… leaving?” X asked in a quiet voice.

“Mm,” Mu Si acknowledged. Walking over to stand before him, he placed a hand on his shoulder, smiling as he asked:

“What? Reluctant to part with me?”

X shifted his eyes away in disarray.

Looking down at the bedding that felt cold for the first time in a week, he kept a stiff face:

“Not at all.”

“Mm… I knew you wouldn’t miss me.”

Even having mentally prepared himself, Mu Si still felt downcast and sad.

X was always able to abandon him and depart without any lingering sentiment.

The one left behind in the original spot was always only him.

“I’ll spare you for now.”

Mu Si released his grip, and a key slid down X’s shoulder, landing in his palm.

It was the key to the handcuffs.

Mu Si took a few steps back, “Unlock the inhibitors yourself when you return to the military.”

Pausing for a moment in the center of the room, casting one last look at X on the bed, Mu Si took a deep breath and said, “Goodbye.”

Finishing his words, he draped his black cloak over himself, turned, and walked out the door.

The male had left.

X sat blankly for a moment, lifted a hand to grasp the black inhibitor he had brought around his neck, and exerted force through his fingers.

The inhibitor capable of suppressing an S-grade female deformed and shattered under his palm.

He had broken through to SS-grade.

The male was wicked and excessive, yet had continuously nourished his mental realm with psychic power.

His mental realm, which had been mostly destroyed and chaotic, became complete, lucid, and pure once again under the male’s nourishment and repair.

The male had actually performed mental soothing for him in accordance with the agreement.

The effect was even vastly superior to what he had envisioned.

Enabling him to break through to SS-grade in one fell swoop…

Perhaps this was also one of the reasons he could not bring himself to truly hate the male.

Using the key left behind by the male, X unlocked the handcuffs that held zero restraining force over him anyway.

Ignoring the silver-white bracelet still resting on his wrist, X retrieved clothing from his spatial button to dress, standing up to step out of bed.

The instant he stood up, X felt the pheromones left behind by the male trickling down, his body stiffening.

Ultimately, he hailed an automated shuttle to depart smoothly.

X did not head toward the military department, but returned to his personal residence on the Capital Star.

Taking a bath, he cleaned himself up meticulously.

A female could not open his own reproductive chamber; the pheromones inside could not be cleared.

Perhaps he might get pregnant.

A thought flickered across X’s mind.

Yet he shook his head quickly, dismissing it.

The fertility rate of high-grade Zergs was so low.

How could conception be that easy?

While changing into his military uniform, X opened his terminal to check messages.

Having been offline for an entire week, an overwhelming accumulation of affairs lay unprocessed. Many bugs had sent him messages, with the adjutant sending the vast majority.

[Commander, did you meet the male Excellency?]

[Did the mental soothing go smoothly? How was the effect?]

[Not finished yet?]

[Commander? Are you alright?]

[Did an accident occur?]

…

[Why did you request leave?]

Given a headache by the wall of messages, X rubbed his temples, replying briefly:

[The mental soothing effect was excellent.]

Just then, a page popped up.

It came from the Mental Soothing Center.

Displaying that this commission had concluded, asking whether he wished to leave a review for the groomer.

X remained silent for a long moment, choosing to exit the page without leaving any review.

The male had performed mental soothing for him, yet had simultaneously committed exceedingly wicked and excessive deeds.

He could not flatter and praise the male in the review like other females.

Yet neither could he leave a negative review for the male.

After all, those terms were explicitly stated in the contract.

Strictly speaking, it could not be considered fraud.

Moreover, the mental soothing effect was exceptionally good.

X subconsciously made excuses for the male.

Right as he was about to exit the page, a new notification jumped out:

[Mysterious Groomer (A-grade) has reviewed you.]

X: “…”

Both parties to a commission could leave reviews for each other.

Previously, this mysterious groomer had never left a review for any client.

By the time X reacted, his finger had already tapped inside.

[Mysterious Groomer (A-grade)]

Just so-so, nothing special to boast about.

[★★★★★]

X stared at the review left by the male in bewilderment.

The written words were clearly disparaging.

Yet the star rating was the highest possible.

Perhaps the male had simply tapped the wrong rating.

X stared at that review for a long while, practically imagining the male’s disdainful, contemptuous expression.

After a long silence, he closed the page, refusing to think about anything related to the male again.

In any case, there would be no further contact in the future.

·

X rested at home for two days, waiting until the scent belonging to the male on his body completely dissipated before returning to his post at the military department.

He processed the military affairs accumulated over this period at the headquarters.

Afterward, he submitted a request for an audience with the Marshal.

Regarding the bombardment, regarding the little male…

He had to ask the Marshal face-to-face.

The Marshal accepted his application for a visit.

Receiving him inside the parlor of the imperial palace.

“Major General X, please take a seat. Would you like some fruit? Or cake?”

Like an ordinary elder, the Marshal invited him to sit and enjoy pastries.

Marshal Shi’an was dressed in light-colored casual loungewear. Although lacking exaggerated expressions like most military females, his eyes and brows brimmed with smiles and joy, visibly indicating a blissful, happy life.

X lowered his eyes, gazing at the cake before him.

The little male had loved eating cake as well.

Having once described to him the delicious cakes crafted by his family’s chef.

Only, before he could treat the little male to cake even once, the little male had left him forever.

X did not touch the cake before him. Looking up at the Marshal across from him, he was just about to speak when he suddenly caught the sound of footsteps.

An SS-grade female’s acute hearing was sufficient for him to clearly detect movements several hundred meters away.

Very… familiar footsteps.

And drawing closer and closer toward this room.

Recalling something, Marshal Shi’an smiled and said:

“My male son returned home today. You haven’t met yet, right? Let me introduce you.”

The Marshal’s male son was…

The Eldest Prince, Prince Mu Si.

Marshal Shi’an looked toward the doorway, his smile growing more pronounced.

“He has arrived… hm?”

Why did he stop?

And took a step back?

“Avoiding guests upon arrival is bad manners.”

Even across most of the hallway’s distance, Marshal Shi’an’s voice resonated clearly beside Mu Si’s ear.

Mu Si: “…”

Bracing himself, Mu Si stepped inside.

Striving hard to ignore the standing X, he gave his Female Father a big hug first.

“Female Father, I missed you so much~”

“Already an adult and still so… the guest is watching.”

Marshal Shi’an cleared his throat softly, patting the adult male’s shoulder with slight embarrassment, coaxing the male down from his embrace.

Looking toward X, Marshal Shi’an felt somewhat bashful, yet introduced him with unmistakable pride in his tone:

“This is my male son, Prince Mu Si.”

Right in front of his Female Father, Mu Si flashed a friendly smile at X.

Then, in a blind spot out of his Female Father’s sight, he glared fiercely at X, his eyes filled with warning and threat:

—Dare to speak a word of this and you are dead!