SGT CH203

203 Zerg: Major General X Falls into the Hands of a Malicious Mental Groomer 9

◎He was pregnant with the little male’s insect egg◎

X… gege…

The familiar address made X freeze on the spot.

In an instant, memory leaped across a decade of misty time, returning to the past in the Dark Star Region.

A pretty little male with pale golden hair, using his tender little hand to clutch one of his fingers, awkwardly calling him “X-gege.”

In the beginning, X had actually tried coaxing the little male to call him cifu.

Perhaps his demeanor had looked too much like a human trafficker abducting a cub, because the little male had been frightened and refused to pay him any heed.

Only after spending a long time together did the little male gradually let down his guard, trying to accept him and grow close to him.

The first time he heard the little male call him gege, a surging, aching warmth had welled in X’s chest; he felt it was the most beautiful sound in the world.

An intense sense of responsibility rose in his heart.

Making him want to care for the little male until he grew up, accompany him for a lifetime, and give him the best of everything.

He had scooped up the little male standing beside his leg, letting him rest against his chest, as if holding his entire world.

Yet his world had collapsed.

“X-gege.”

The Prince was still calling him, lying atop his body, showering fine, dense kisses across his face.

X stared with blank, wide eyes.

Gazing at the Prince beneath the moonlight, with his hair spilling loose, as breathtaking as an elf.

It felt as if he were seeing the little male from back then.

Yet the little male had already departed this world due to his own dereliction of duty.

He could not treat the Prince as the little male out of his own selfish desires.

That would be unfair to both the Prince and the little male.

“Gege” was merely a very common term of address; he was older than the Prince to begin with.

He could not project his guilt toward the little male onto the Prince just because of this.

X wrapped his arms around the Prince atop him, channeling his love into his kisses, offering it back to the Prince wholeheartedly.

This was the male he deeply loved.

Different from the little male, yet occupying an equally vital place in his life.

The Prince and the little male: the two most important males in his life.

One was his romantic love.

The other was his familial love.

Mu Si liked X’s initiative very much; it gave him a feeling of being treasured.

Kissed until he felt utterly comfortable, Mu Si could not resist acting spoiled with X.

“During the engagement ceremony just now, you were acting so blank the whole time, not passionate like this at all.”

“Apologies, Your Highness, I just… I never imagined the female you chose to betroth was me.”

“Ah?”

Mu Si froze, refusing to believe it.

“Isn’t this excuse of yours a bit too half-hearted? How could you not know… Could it be that I didn’t say it?”

Relying on a high-grade male’s formidable mental capacity, Mu Si replayed everything from the past few days in an instant.

Uh… he really hadn’t said it.

Wait, why hadn’t he said it?

Never mind; even if he hadn’t spelled it out explicitly, everything had been so painfully obvious! How could X not have known the Female Monarch he was getting engaged to was him?

It was clearly X’s fault.

“We tried on formal suits together, fitted rings together, and even practiced dancing together! We even slept in the same bed! If I’m not marrying you, who else would I marry?”

Mu Si shifted the blame with peerless proficiency, considering himself entirely innocent, pure, and blameless.

“It is my fault.”

X accepted the blame with equal familiarity.

Moreover, he genuinely and sincerely believed it was because he was far too dense.

The Prince had clearly made it so obvious, yet he had actually thought the Prince was going to get engaged to another bug.

The Prince had prepared for their engagement ceremony with boundless passion, taking him as his Female Monarch.

Yet he had misunderstood the Prince so terribly, thinking the Prince did not want to, and would not, take responsibility for him.

“Of course it’s your fault!”

Although Mu Si had shifted the blame, he knew in his heart that he had a tiny bit of fault as well. He couldn’t truly be angry with X; he merely needed to find an excuse to bully X.

“You have to please me properly right here before I forgive you.”

Mu Si blinked, gazing at X expectantly.

Would X agree?

Right here, in the garden.

It was some distance from the banquet hall, but not far at all.

Guests attending the banquet might come over for a stroll, or patrolling guards might pass by.

Earlier when viewing the moon in the depths of the garden, X had still been extraordinarily restrained, even draping his coat over him tight.

Now on the outer rim of the garden, it was far more precarious.

Under Mu Si’s gaze, X unbuttoned his clothes.

Whoa.

Mu Si let out a soft gasp of awe in his heart.

Even if the Prince hadn’t made the request, X would have served the Prince properly.

As a male, enjoying his own female wherever he wished was entirely his right.

It just required some protection.

X once again draped his coat over the Prince, bundling the already neatly dressed Prince even tighter.

While he himself, amidst the flower bushes under the moonlight, opened up to the Prince with practically zero concealment.

Mu Si had to cover his mouth to keep from gasping aloud.

An X who actively invited him like this while desperately enduring his bashfulness was simply too magnificent!

Mu Si pounced forward happily to enjoy him.

Even though X tried his utmost to hold back, waves of pheromones still surged forth under the Prince’s touch.

The crisp, cool pheromones diffused across the flower bushes.

Mu Si only wanted to tease X a tiny bit; he didn’t actually want other bugs coming to disturb them.

He had set up a mental barrier well in advance.

Any bug approaching the garden would turn away under subtle mental suggestions, without detecting the slightest abnormality.

The moon climbed to its zenith, then began its slow descent.

Mu Si propped himself up over X, brushing his loose hair behind his ear.

X had already released pheromones several times, yet contrary to his usual reserve, he clung to him with exceptional intensity.

This left Mu Si both surprised and delighted.

Was it because of the marriage?

Because he had become his Male Master, X was being extraordinarily clingy.

“X-gege.”

Being constricted tight, Mu Si paused. Every time he used this address, X became extraordinarily stirred up, yet dared not look into his eyes.

Trying to escape?

Mu Si wouldn’t give him the chance to flee.

He had promised his cifu that he would tell X the truth after they married.

Earlier while fooling around in the flower bushes, Mu Si had coaxed X into completing their marriage registration.

Naturally, during the authentication scan, X’s upper body had been dressed neatly. Only out of the camera’s view had pheromones soaked the surrounding blossoms.

Now, it was just about time to unveil the full truth to X.

He hadn’t expected X to be dense to this extent either.

He had called him by that exact address, yet X still showed zero reaction.

At times, Mu Si truly couldn’t tell whether X was genuinely dense, or simply playing dumb to gloss over the surface.

“X-gege…”

Mu Si stroked X’s face, which was turned aside to avoid his gaze, leaning close to ask:

“Why refuse to look at Si Si?”

X’s body jolted violently, his ragged breathing driven by pheromones cutting off abruptly. Turning his head in sheer panic, he stared at Mu Si.

“Y-Your Highness, what are you saying?”

“Still going to play dumb?”

Mu Si was actually a bit annoyed.

Yet looking at X, who was covered from head to toe in his pheromones and had draped all wearable clothes over him, that anger dissipated for no reason.

Whatever; they were already married and thoroughly bound together, so he wouldn’t hold it against X anymore.

The wounds of the past had pierced him to the core, but he wanted even more to walk toward their future hand-in-hand with X.

Of course, if X were unwilling, he would drag X along in bindings just the same.

Mu Si reached out to embrace the firm, powerful female beneath him, joining deeply with him, whispering softly:

“X-gege, all these years, Si Si missed you so much. Let’s not part again, alright?”

“Your Highness, please do not make such a joke.”

Flustered, X propped himself half-upright, wanting to pull back, yet was held too firmly to retreat.

His mind was a tangled mess, scrambling to figure out how the Prince could possibly know about the past between him and the little male.

Could it be that the little male hadn’t…

Mu Si merely watched X quietly, restraining him and keeping him from fleeing, yet without disturbing his train of thought.

At most, whenever X left him waiting for too long, he would plant a gentle bite on his shoulder, holding him and rubbing against him for a bit.

Rubbed by the touch, X snapped back to his senses.

The Prince had put away his usual haughty arrogance, lying quietly against his chest; that appearance looked so uncannily like the little male from back then.

“Si Si…”

In a daze, X reached out, tentatively stroking the male’s head.

This gesture of patting a little cub: not even his cifu and xiongfu patted his head like this anymore.

Mu Si cast a faintly resentful glance up at X.

Yet he did not refuse.

Instead, the moment X’s hand settled down, he subconsciously nuzzled against it.

Very quickly, Mu Si felt that acting like this was far too embarrassing; refusing to nuzzle further, he took a bite out of X’s muscle to grind his teeth.

All those similarities that X had deliberately avoided, deliberately compartmentalizing them into two separate bugs, surged forward in this single moment.

Without a shadow of a doubt, this was his little male, his Si Si.

His little male was still alive, living exceptionally well, a noble imperial prince.

He had once thought he would never see his little male grow up.

Even in his wildest imagination, he had struggled to picture what the little male would look like as an adult.

Just when he had fallen into utter despair, fate had finally smiled upon him once.

Granting him the chance to witness what his little male looked like grown up, and even personally participate in his adulthood ceremony.

X suddenly realized something.

His body turned completely rigid.

He hadn’t merely attended the little male’s adulthood ceremony; he had also witnessed the little male get engaged and complete a marriage registration with his Female Monarch.

That “Female Monarch” was him.

Not only that, he had even personally participated in the little male’s physiological awakening.

Even right now…

Stiffly, X looked down, then scrambled backward in sheer panic, crushing the surrounding blossoms in his flustered disarray.

“Eh?” Mu Si reached out to hold him, but X’s movement was far too sudden and frantic for him to stop.

The friction of pulling back brushed across him, sending a violent shudder through X’s body, plunging uncontrollably into spasms.

Suddenly drenched, Mu Si couldn’t react in time, pouring his pheromones into X.

Battered by the rich floral pheromones, X nearly broke down; he tried hard to prop his body up to withdraw, but in the end could only wrap his arms even tighter around the male in his embrace.

“What is wrong with you?”

After a long time, Mu Si reached out to poke X, who looked completely petrified.

Lying blankly on his back amidst the flower cluster, X raised a hand to cover his warm abdomen, suddenly recalling another matter that broke his composure even further.

“I am… pregnant.”

Pregnant with the little male’s insect egg.

Mu Si clapped a hand over his mouth in shock, his eyes widening to the limit.

He had never given thought to cubs.

First because the fertility rate of high-grade Zergs was abysmal, and second because he had only just reached adulthood himself, so how could he think of cubs?

Yet between a male and a female, conceiving and laying eggs was entirely normal.

He and X were already married; with their compatibility, having a cub was only a matter of time.

It was merely slightly ahead of schedule.

Mu Si’s gaze settled upon X’s abdomen.

A cub carrying the bloodline of both himself and X…

Representing the closest bond between him and X.

An intense sense of anticipation couldn’t help welling up in Mu Si.

Besides, now that they had a cub, there was no way X could ever leave him, right?

Mu Si tentatively caressed X’s belly, then hugged X with sheer delight.

“How wonderful! X-gege, we have a cub!”

“Goodness, I have zero experience taking care of a little cub. Luckily, X-gege, you have experience, so you can teach me.”