SGT CH43: The Cub Can Let His Male Father Have It

◎What if the egg hatches and the Prince still isn’t tired of drinking?◎

Aix held the Prince, who was buried in his chest, with one arm and protected the Zerg egg in his other arm, trying hard to suppress his slightly ragged breathing and a heart that felt like it was about to jump out.

The Zerg egg in his arms stirred a little.

Zerg cubs have a faint consciousness even inside the eggshell.

Male Zerg cubs, with a focus on mental power, have a stronger perception of the outside world, while female Zerg cubs, with a focus on physical development, have a slightly weaker perception.

But they could all perceive a little something.

Aix’s ear tips reddened slightly, and he gently stroked the Zerg egg to soothe it.

The Prince was the pickiest eater, only trying many foods for the novelty and forgetting about them after a few times.

The cub still needed a few months of incubation before it could hatch and didn’t need food right now.

Just… let his male father have it.

Aix also briefly considered what would happen if the Prince wasn’t tired of drinking after the Zerg egg hatched.

It wasn’t a difficult decision.

The Zerg had many dairy products; paternal milk wasn’t a necessity.

Whether it was from specially cultivated milk fruits or various nutritionally balanced cub formulas, there was enough for the larva to eat.

Mousse licked the sweetness from his lips, squeezed Aix’s full muscles, and didn’t feel any difference, so he looked up and asked him:

“Is it better? Is it still heavy?”

“Much better…”

Aix uncomfortably avoided the Prince’s gaze.

However, when his eyes landed on the Prince’s moist, rosy lips, for some reason, his own throat felt a little dry.

He wanted to drink something.

Aix thought so, and he did so.

As if bewitched, he uncontrollably drew near and lightly pressed his lips against the Prince’s.

He exercised extreme restraint, just a light touch.

When he wanted to pull away, Mousse held the back of his head, making him taste more deeply.

“Do you like it? Your own taste,” Mousse deliberately pressed.

Aix, who only remembered the sweet pheromone taste in the Prince’s mouth: “…Mmm, I like it.”

“Then I’ll share a little with you in the future,” Mousse considered seriously. “Mmm, I’ll save the last half-mouthful and pass it to you.”

That won’t be necessary.

Aix was extremely embarrassed and awkward.

He didn’t really want to drink his own stuff.

He wanted to refuse but didn’t know how to say it.

He also had to find time to soothe the Zerg egg.

Mousse sensed something, pulled back a little, and stared at the round Zerg egg between his and Aix’s bodies.

“Did it just move?”

“It’s normal for a cub in the eggshell to have a faint perception of the outside world and move occasionally.”

Aix thought for a moment and said, “It probably wants to get close to you.”

Cubs have an instinctive affinity for their blood-related parents.

Whether it was the female father who gave birth to it or the male father who provided the pheromones.

“Is that so? Good baby, male father will hold you.”

Mousse took the Zerg egg and gently stroked the smooth shell covered in beautiful frost flowers.

But in his mind, he was thinking that he should arrange a nursery for the cub soon.

As a qualified male father, it was very reasonable to arrange a separate room and dedicated Zerg to care for the cub early on.

This was his and Aix’s cub. He would love him very, very much and give him everything he owned, including his Prince’s mansion.

The Prince’s mansion had so many rooms; the cub could even live in a different one every day, rotating based on his mood.

Except for the one in the basement.
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The Twin Moon Festival was White Night Star’s most important festival, and as the lord of White Night Star, Mousse had to make an appearance.

Even though his female consort had just given birth to a Zerg egg yesterday, Mousse could only leave his consort’s embrace and the warm bed early in the morning.

As soon as he got up, Aix got up with him.

“You sleep a little longer,” Mousse pressed on Aix’s shoulder, trying to stuff him back into the bed. “Six months of maternity leave, it’s a waste not to take it.”

Aix was stunned. “…Isn’t it three days?”

When Aix received the leave notice, he hadn’t paid attention to the duration.

He thought the Prince had applied for leave based on his due date, and he could return to the military headquarters after giving birth.

Who knew the Prince had approved his leave for the maximum number of days for maternity leave.

Mousse: “???”

What can you do in three days?

Who wouldn’t take full advantage of a legal holiday?

“It’s six months. You rest well, and when the Zerg egg hatches, you can go back to the military headquarters.”

Mousse was worried that Aix wouldn’t be able to stay idle and would go pilot a mecha or run off to the military headquarters again. He thought for a moment and said:

“How about I go get the Zerg egg for you to play with for a while?”

To satisfy Aix’s desire to look after the Zerg egg up close, Mousse had arranged a temporary nursery in the adjacent room—of course, not the one that used to be the punishment room—and had even connected the two rooms so you could enter just by pushing the door.

Aix was still worried. “The Zerg population entering White Night Star during the Twin Moon Festival is complex. I have to go keep an eye on things.”

“The guard division and the vice admirals of the other two armies are there. Nothing will go wrong.”

Mousse said, went to the next room to get the Zerg egg, stuffed it into Aix’s arms, and said:

“If you’re bored, play with the Zerg egg, or think of a name for him.”

Ever since Mousse had vetoed the name Aix previously suggested, the cub still didn’t have a proper name.

It didn’t even have an official nickname and was always called “cub” or “Zerg egg.”

Mousse thought for a moment, then took out Aix’s private Zerg terminal from his spatial bracelet and handed it to Aix.

This was the one he had taken when Aix was locked in the punishment room.

At first, he deliberately didn’t return it to Aix, and later he forgot.

He felt a little guilty, but Mousse wouldn’t show it. Instead, he would deliberately make himself seem righteous.

“Here, your terminal. You can invite old friends, comrades, or whatever, to have a small gathering at home. You are the female consort and have the same authority as me. You can use all the rooms in the Prince’s mansion.”

Just don’t invite friends to the room in the basement, lest they think Aix is not favored and that I’m abusing my female consort.

Aix took his old terminal and felt a hint of unfamiliarity.

Most of the Zerg he was familiar with were comrades in the army, and he could also contact them through his work terminal.

The remaining Zerg that could only be stored in his private Zerg terminal… were not so important now.

Because those were all shady channels he had added to find news about the little male.

The Prince returning the terminal to him was not just to let him pass the time but also showed his complete trust in him.

It showed he no longer held a grudge over that terrible past, over the harm he had inflicted.

Just as he was willing to be controlled by the Prince in everything, the Prince was also willing to return freedom to his hands.

“…Thank you, Your Highness.”

Aix didn’t know how to express the emotions in his heart.

He wanted to hold the Prince tightly, to hold his little male.

But given their current identity and relationship, such an action was too much like seeking favor, and a sober Aix couldn’t do it.

On the contrary, Mousse, sensing something from his deep gaze, took the initiative to hug him.

He held Aix and whispered in his ear:

“When I get back, we’ll watch the moon together.”

Although one important firework ingredient was missing, the festival still had to be celebrated.

“Okay,” Aix agreed.

“You still remember the legend of the Twin Moon Festival, right?”

Mousse said, “Zerg who bathe in the twin moonlight together will receive an eternal blessing and be together forever.”

Although this was a legend Mousse had made up on the spot back then, he had the ability to make it a reality.

Just as he could create a Twin Moon Festival out of thin air and make the entire White Night Star celebrate with him, even attracting Zerg from other planets.

“I remember…” Aix said in a low voice.

In the past, he didn’t believe this legend, but when the moonlight shone on both him and the little male, he sincerely hoped the rumor could come true, so he and the little male could be together forever.

Later, the safe house was destroyed, and the little male disappeared from his world.

Aix no longer believed in any legends.

Now, his little male was back by his side and was completely bound to him in an unexpected way.

Aix was willing to believe in the legend one more time.

For his little male, his highness, his male lord…

After the Prince left, Aix opened his terminal, preparing to delete those old shady channels and Zerg.

But he suddenly discovered two special messages.

The sender was the former leader of the hunter organization in the Dark Star Field, a Tianga.

The first message was from five months ago, when he was still locked in the punishment room.

[X, there’s some news I think you might be interested in.
I found out about the large-scale weapon of mass destruction that destroyed your residence.
It’s indeed not a standard model of the Zerg military, but an exclusive weapon of the Zerg Marshal’s mecha.
Shi An rarely took action after becoming Marshal. It was a newly developed weapon, used only once in the battle of the Dark Star Field.
It took me a lot of effort to find this out. I’m only passing this information on to you because of our past friendship.]
The one who destroyed his and the little male’s residence was actually the Marshal.

Looking at the message on the virtual screen, Aix was in a trance for a moment.

Thinking that it was the Marshal who came to the Dark Star Field to bring the Prince back, it was understandable.

The Prince’s disappearance was never made public, so the Marshal naturally needed to destroy the traces.

Moreover, at that time, the little male thought he had abandoned him.

With Aix’s understanding of both the little male and the Prince, this was very likely the little male’s suggestion.

To vent his anger, and also to erase everything from the past.

If another Zerg had destroyed the safe house, causing him to lose contact with the little male and suffer for so many years, Aix would never have let them off easily.

But at the thought that this was very likely the Prince’s own order, Aix couldn’t hate at all.

He just sighed softly.

So many twists of fate had led to their separation and mutual harm.

Fortunately, there was a chance to start over.

If he had seen this message a few months ago, Aix would definitely not be as calm as he was now.

But now, he knew his little male was still alive and was the Prince, his male lord.

And he was holding his and the Prince’s Zerg egg in his arms.

There was nothing happier than this.

But the next message made Aix frown.

The second message was from three months ago.

At that time, he had already entered the White Night Star military headquarters.

[??!
You married the Zerg Marshal’s eldest son?
Is this your way of getting revenge on the Zerg Marshal?
He killed your cub, so you become his cub’s female consort and then kill his cub.
Cool! X! You’re a genius!
I’m moved by your brilliant plan. I’d be happy to lend you a hand.
Just one request, leave the Prince to me.]
Seeing the last sentence, Aix’s brow furrowed tightly.

He was displeased by the other party’s casual talk about the Prince.

The leader of the hunter organization was a female Tianga.

The Tianga and the Zerg came from the same origin.

Extremely similar genes, also with more females than males, but due to different historical developments, they had completely different social attributes.

The Tianga were female-dominated.

Males were commodities on a shelf, rewards that could be exchanged for military merit.

Compared to female Zerg, who had civil rights, were protected by law, could work, and could live independently, the status of Tianga males was even lower.

The other party’s words “leave the Prince to me” were filled with malice.

Aix replied with a cold face:

“Keep your thoughts to yourself. How dare you covet His Highness the Prince?”

[You’ve been online after so long, what’s up? Addicted to the beauty of a male Zerg, not going to avenge your cub who died in the crossfire?]
“This has nothing to do with you.”

[Really not going to cooperate with me?
I have an armed fleet, you have the Blood Blade unit. We can coordinate from inside and out, take down White Night Star in one fell swoop, and turn it back into the Dark Star Field.
With our combined efforts, plus the support of the Tianga Empire, even if the Zerg want to conquer the Dark Star Field, it won’t be an easy task.
At that time, we can each occupy a territory, and you can continue to possess your beautiful male Zerg. You can play with him however you want, have as many cubs as you want, how great would that be.
It would be even better if you could occasionally lend him to me.]
Aix’s face darkened.

Not only because of the profanity towards the Prince in his words but also because of what he said before: armed fleet, taking White Night Star, support from the Tianga Empire…

The other party seemed to have seriously considered conquering White Night Star.

And had made plans for it.

Aix pondered.

If it were him, and he had the power to conquer White Night Star, when would he choose to strike?

Aix’s eyes suddenly widened.

Not good, the Twin Moon Festival, His Highness the Prince!

Aix put down the Zerg egg and hurriedly threw on his military uniform to go out.

While contacting the military headquarters to be on alert, he rushed towards the Prince’s location.

At this moment, a new window popped up. It was a video call from the Prince.

Aix immediately answered, and just as he was about to speak, the Prince’s voice came through first.

“Aix, look, fireworks.”

The camera was aimed at the sky, where brilliant fireworks were blooming.

White Night Star had short daylight hours; morning and night were no different. The sky, full of a river of stars, was illuminated by the fireworks.

“I originally wanted to show you a special fireworks display, just like that night in the garden of the Prince’s mansion, but the raw materials were confiscated…

“But it’s okay, that male Zerg has already entered the military district for labor reform today. A 999-year mental grooming task is enough for him to work to death in the military district.”

The Prince was still speaking cheerfully.

Aix, however, saw in the brilliant fireworks the mechas and artillery fire streaking across the sky.

“Your Highness!!!”

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