SGT CH164: Extra

At the Prince’s request, Aix slightly modified and adjusted his own training module as the Prince’s training content.

Of course, every adjustment was made according to the difficulty the Prince’s body could withstand, and situations like tiring the Zerg out in the beginning wouldn’t happen again.

But after each training session, Aix would still massage the Prince to relax him as usual.

This was his only chance for physical contact with the Prince besides training battles.

The Prince leaned in his arms, his brows relaxed, quiet and peaceful.

Aix occasionally felt uneasy.

No instructor would hold a soldier in his arms like this.

Such behavior violated his professional ethics as an officer.

Aix suffered internally, but couldn’t bear to let go.

Only at this time would the Prince not glare at him coldly.

The Prince leaned relaxedly on his chest, and even his inner voice became peaceful.

[Mmh, like it so much.]

[So comfortable.]

[Didn’t I say I’d find trouble for Aix?]

[Blame Aix for always using his stealing-green-dumpling-files-unlucky-for-a-lifetime body to seduce me!]

[Treacherous female Zerg!]

[Definitely tomorrow!]

[Let me lean on the big chest again.]

[Pheromones smell so good too. Clearly no scent, but cool and refreshing, so comfortable.]

[Pheromones smell cold, but body temperature is high. Being hugged feels warm and cozy; being entered would be even warmer.]

Aix lowered his head, pretending he heard nothing.

But the tips of his ears couldn’t stop burning.

He didn’t know what kind of relationship this was.

The Prince had closeness and attachment to his body due to the guide’s influence.

And what about him? What was he doing?

Was he really, as the Prince said, shamelessly seducing the Prince?

He and the Prince had no marital relationship. He wasn’t the Prince’s female concubine, not even a female slave.

Yet he was doing such unbearable things.

Aix felt ashamed of his actions.

Aix secretly bit his lip, forcing himself to let go and retreat.

[Eh?]

Mousse looked up in confusion, “Not massaging anymore?”

[No more hugs?]

“Sorry, Your Highness, I have something to do, excuse me first.”

Aix bowed slightly, then turned and left quickly.

Leaving Mousse sitting blankly in the training room alone.

“His face looked terrible… did something happen?”

Usually, Aix would take him to the cafeteria for meals after training, and then send him back to his residence.

Now only Mousse was left.

Naturally attracting many female Zergs to strike up a conversation.

At first, Mousse politely declined one by one.

The kind attitude attracted even more female Zergs instead.

So, Mousse learned to release low pressure with a cold face, successfully keeping Zergs from approaching.

Delayed by this, it was almost dark when he returned to his residence.

Mousse glanced at the tightly closed doors and windows of the officer’s villa next door, unsure if Aix was there.

He returned to the house, opened the terminal to check, but didn’t find any special work arrangements for Aix today.

Since he entered the military, Aix’s main task was to teach him and handle some matters in the Blood Blade Unit.

There were no other arrangements.

So what was going on with Aix?

Why did he suddenly ignore him?

Mousse took a shower and came out, walked to the balcony, and glanced next door.

It was completely dark, and Aix’s residence was pitch black, not even a light on.

Mousse intuitively thought Aix was at home.

Apart from mechas and battles, Aix had no hobbies or entertainment. He was the kind of dull military female who went back to the dorm to wash up and sleep when it was time.

But even for lights out, this time was too early.

Mousse couldn’t rest assured and wanted to check it out.

If he knocked directly, given Aix’s attitude at the end today, he might not answer.

Even if he opened the door to see him, he wouldn’t tell him anything.

But if not knocking, how to…

Mousse’s gaze landed on the opposite balcony.

His residence was very close to Aix’s officer villa, only a few meters between the balconies.

Male Zergs’ wings had degenerated, unable to fly.

But this distance didn’t require flying.

He could jump over.

No sooner said than done.

Mousse stepped back a few steps, ran up, stepped on the railing, and leaped lightly.

Landing on Aix’s balcony like a beautiful and vigorous long-haired cat.

The movement was so smooth that it didn’t even make any unnecessary sound.

[Perfect.]

[Ten points.]

Aix, sitting alone in the dark room: “…”

He had sensed the Prince lingering on the next balcony long ago.

Originally thought the Prince just came out to enjoy the moon, but didn’t expect the other party to jump directly to his side.

What did the Prince want to do?

To play some prank on him?

Aix was puzzled.

But had no intention of stopping him.

As long as it made the Prince happy, it wasn’t impossible for him to deliberately fall for it to satisfy the Prince.

In his perception, the Prince was lightening his steps, slowly approaching the room he was in.

The Prince’s movements were indeed very light and careful, but for a super S-class female Zerg’s perception, it was no different from disco dancing with a loudspeaker.

[You can’t see me, you can’t discover me.]

Suddenly, all sounds disappeared, as if the Prince was erased from his perception.

Aix opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

Was this the Prince applying mental influence on him?

An S+ class male Zerg’s mental suggestion ability was actually this strong.

Enough to deceive a female Zerg’s most trusted five senses.

[You can’t see me, can’t see me.]

[Aix can’t discover Mousse.]

“…”

But the Prince’s inner voice didn’t disappear.

It was like a bright light flashing from time to time in the dark.

He indeed couldn’t perceive the Prince’s location.

But at least he knew the Prince was still there and hadn’t left.

Hesitating for a while, Aix lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

There was a slight change in the energy field in the room.

The door was opened and closed.

Of course, in Aix’s perception, there was only a gust of wind blowing from the door.

But Aix knew the Prince had come in.

The subsequent inner voice also proved this.

[Really sleeping.]

[What elderly Zerg schedule.]

Aix: “…”

After a long silence, just when Aix was wondering if the Prince had left, a slight itch came from his cheek.

Aix was stunned for a moment before realizing it was the Prince touching him.

This realization made Aix’s body stiffen for a moment.

But he adjusted quickly and didn’t attract the Prince’s attention.

[When sleeping… looks quite pleasing to the eye.]

[What exactly made you leave suddenly?]

[Why did your attitude towards me change suddenly? Why ignore me?]

[Why… don’t you love me?]

The Prince’s inner voice became increasingly low.

Aix’s heart ached terribly hearing it.

He wished he could offer everything he had, just begging the Prince not to be sad anymore.

If he could make the Prince smile, he was willing to pay everything for it.

Even if it was himself…

The Prince wanted his “love.”

He was the Prince’s guide; the Prince still had attachment to his body.

Female Zergs and male Zergs had completely different perceptions of love.

Single-minded, straightforward female Zergs believed that love was physical possession, the entanglement of pheromones, and repeated deep embedding.

While delicate-nerved, emotionally sensitive male Zergs cared more about emotional satisfaction and resonance of souls.

So, Aix, convinced that the Prince wanted his “love,” held the hand the Prince placed on his face.

Relying on his judgment of the Prince’s movements and posture, Aix leaned forward and pressed his lips against the Prince’s.

When Aix grabbed his hand, Mousse panicked inside and subconsciously wanted to escape.

Before he could move, he was kissed by Aix.

Mousse was stunned on the spot, his reaction half a beat slow.

By the time he reacted, he had already been pulled onto the bed by Aix.

Aix leaned over and covered him.

“Wait!”

Mousse couldn’t care whether this exposed himself; anyway, what should be exposed was exposed long ago.

He cried out in panic: “Aix, do you know what you are doing?”

“Your Highness.” Aix bent down and lightly touched the corner of Mousse’s lips, calling softly.

This “Your Highness” instantly disarmed all Mousse’s thoughts of resistance, allowing Aix to explore his body.

A moment later, he reached out and hugged Aix back, sinking into entanglement with him.

[Aix.]

[Aix.]

[So warm.]

[Still so hot.]

[Mmh, like it so much.]

After two pheromone infusions, Mousse, comfortable and satisfied all over, fell asleep in Aix’s arms.

Before falling completely asleep, he didn’t forget to bury himself in Aix’s chest and rub properly.

Aix gazed at Mousse in his arms, tracing his relaxed brows with his eyes, watching for a long, long time, until the sky grew bright, before closing his eyes for a short sleep.

When the warm sunlight projected into the room, Mousse opened his eyes first, lifting his head groggily from between Aix’s full peaks.

Gradually realizing where he was, Mousse was dazed for a moment.

Memories belonging to last night surfaced in his mind, making his eyes widen in astonishment.

Last night’s events were too absurd, like an unreliable erotic dream, but they were facts.

He actually slept with Aix?

Although not the first time, it was still outrageous.

Mousse hesitated whether to run away.

After all, sneaking into Aix’s residence wasn’t easy to explain.

But Aix pulling him into bed was even harder to accept!

[It was Aix who pulled me up!]

[It was Aix who took the initiative!]

Mousse instantly felt righteous.

Aix had woken up as early as when the Prince lifted his head from his chest.

Hearing the Prince’s inner voice, his eyelashes only trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Mousse immediately looked up at him, waiting for him to give an explanation.

Aix just whispered “Good morning, Your Highness,” then got up and started dressing, as if everything was normal.

[What kind of reaction is this?]

[Don’t you plan to say something, hey!]

But Aix didn’t know what to say.

The Prince wanted him, so he offered himself.

Completely making himself a plaything with no status to speak of, even inferior to a female slave.

At this time, if he was asked to say something, how was it different from trampling his dignity into the mud?

Aix closed his eyes, opened them again, and said indifferently:

“If you have needs, come find me anytime. As long as it’s break time, I’m available.”

“…There’s early class later, don’t be late, Your Highness.”

Saying that, Aix got up and left the master bedroom, going to other rooms to wash up, leaving the bathroom in the master bedroom to the Prince.

Mousse: “???”

What exactly did he mean?

Come find him anytime if needed, but saying nothing else.

Is this… treating him as a fully automatic massage stick?

Mousse was so angry he smashed the pillow on the door.

Aix in the bathroom of the next room looked up at the sound, hearing the sound of the Prince leaving angrily.

The door was slammed loudly.

In the end, he even left by climbing over the balcony.

After returning, there was a burst of messy noises from the villa next door.

Even the dullest Zerg could see the Prince was very dissatisfied and unhappy.

Aix stood helplessly in the bathroom, facing himself in the mirror.

He seemed to have messed everything up.

The Prince’s emotions were too hard to fathom; one moment warm and sweet, the next potentially cold.

For the whole next day, Aix didn’t get a good look from the Prince.

Even when he actively wanted to massage the Prince, the Prince avoided it.

Returning to his residence, Aix’s heart was empty.

The Prince detested him even more.

He messed everything up.

Looking up at the sky outside the window, Aix closed the curtains.

The Prince wouldn’t come tonight.

Nor in the future.

Thinking of this, Aix’s stomach churned, feeling terribly uncomfortable.

In the villa next door.

Mousse sulked for a good while, scolding Aix countless times in his heart.

Just feeling like a fool for entangling with Aix to his heart’s content last night.

It was already dark.

Mousse didn’t want to go find Aix.

But immediately he felt, rather than sulking here alone, better to go torture Aix.

Since Aix dared to treat him as a massage stick, don’t blame him for being cruel.

Male Zergs had plenty of ways to torture female Zergs.

He wanted to make Aix unable to live or die.

Make him weep bitterly and regret endlessly.

Of course, Mousse didn’t climb the balcony again.

He walked downstairs to Aix’s place and rang the doorbell.

After a while, Aix came to open the door.

Even though it was already night, Aix was wearing a neat military uniform.

Seeing him, Aix looked very surprised, but still stepped aside to welcome him in.

“Your Highness, I still have an online meeting, probably need twenty minutes.”

Aix was somewhat apprehensive.

Mousse nodded; he wouldn’t go so far as to occupy the time of a military meeting.

Aix quickly arranged some fruits and snacks for the Prince, then turned upstairs and entered the study.

Mousse had no interest in the fruits and snacks placed in front of him.

Colorful little snacks, only male Zerg cubs would like them.

Mousse got up from the sofa and looked around the villa with arms crossed.

It was too dark when he came last night to notice, and he was angry when he left this morning, so it was even less possible to take a good look.

Now he discovered Aix’s residence was empty, with only basic furniture and no trace of life.

Even the fruits and snacks were taken out from the spatial button on the spot.

[So deserted. Nothing at all, how does he live?]

[Is he a mechanical Zerg?]

In the study, Aix’s quiet eyes moved slightly.

Mechanical Zerg.

Meaning… he was boring?

Even Aix felt he was a very boring Zerg.

Apart from mechas and combat, he had almost no hobbies.

Over the years, he spent all his energy accumulating military merits and searching for the little male, living like a walking corpse.

The Dark Star Domain was occupied by the Empire, and all Zergs and other intelligent creatures on the planet were re-registered.

But the “corpseless” and “vanished” little male was not included.

So, in the Empire, the little male was a non-existent Zerg.

Aix couldn’t even search for the little male openly through official channels.

Could only rely on gray channels like the dark web and black market to find traces of the little male.

For more than a decade, nothing was found.

Of course he couldn’t find him.

Who would have thought that the little male blind in one eye in the Dark Star Domain would be connected to the incomparably noble Imperial Crown Prince?

Fortunately, the little male had lived well these years.

That was enough.

Aix faced the holographic images of the military generals, but his mind had long drifted to the Prince.

As soon as the meeting ended.

Aix quickly left the study to find the Prince.

The Prince wasn’t downstairs, but…

Aix looked following his perception.

In his bedroom.

Aix walked to the bedroom door, knocked lightly twice, and pushed the door in after getting the Prince’s permission.

The Prince sat cross-legged on his bed, surrounded by… toys of various shapes scattered all over the bed.

The Prince rested his chin on one hand, holding a pair of silver handcuffs in the other, looked up and smiled at him.

“Which one do you want to start with? Sir.”

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