MCDWTBS Chapter 2

“Male parent, hug me…”

Chapter 2 “Male parent, hug me…”

The beauty’s black hair was thick and dense, covering his broad shoulders in dryness. His face was like a meticulously carved piece of cold jade, pale and serene.

Serra’s gaze slid from his high, straight nose to his light-colored, full lips. His already flushed face became even hotter, and his heart beat rapidly. The composure he had when trying to trick the system disappeared, and he helplessly shrank his dry, chubby paws, retreating into the blanket like a fat kitten.

He infinitely missed his slender and powerful fingers from when he was human. As a man, he should have been courteous and helped the beauty kneeling on the ground to stand up. But as a short, stumpy toddler, he could only watch warily and eagerly.

“Young Male Master, please.”

The black-haired, blue-eyed beauty knelt steadily on the metallic-colored floor. His voice was like cold spring water hitting stones, a light tremor of ancient strings, clear and melodious with a hint of weak deepness.

Serra’s ears, exposed outside the blanket, burned up. The system in his mind reminded him at the right time:

“Host, target Edwin has appeared. Please act according to the plan.”

The system’s voice was full of hope, but Serra couldn’t hear anything else, his mind only on the almost divinely perfect beauty in front of him. He reached out and took the tea from Edwin’s hand, gulping it down. It wasn’t actually tea. He didn’t know what the principle was, but as soon as it entered his stomach, Serra felt a warm energy flow through his entire body.

The lights in the room brightened a little with Serra’s movements, and the full appearance of Serra’s mission target – the black-haired Female Chong Edwin – gradually became clear.

His clothes were made of an unknown material, thinly wrapping his whole body. The material wasn’t comfortable, looking like plastic. It barely outlined his full pectoral muscles and lean waist. The hard collar tightly restrained his neck, tightening his Adam’s apple, revealing an eerie beauty of abstinence and control everywhere.

He was like a peerless treasure carelessly wrapped in cheap packaging paper, squandered and discarded in front of Serra.

Just looking at him, Serra’s heart rate had far exceeded the healthy range. The excessive blood congestion almost overloaded his undeveloped Male Chong cub’s head.

But Edwin seemed unaware of the Male Chong cub’s abnormality. He knelt in place, restrained and motionless. After Serra took the teacup, Edwin silently crossed his hands behind his back, lowering his handsome head, his expression indifferent and respectful, like a high, unreachable snow on a mountain. Everything in the world lost its color, and even his lips became paler…

That’s not right. Serra’s soul finally detached from the picturesque beauty. He frowned, twitching his fair nose, and caught the scent of blood in the air.

“Are you… injured?”

The soft, childish voice, with a hint of weakness from a recent illness, rang out in the quiet space.

Under the gaze of Serra’s caramel-colored round eyes, the black-haired Female Chong quickly raised his eyes. His light blue pupils flickered slightly, but were quickly covered by his dark eyelashes. Even though he tried to hide it, Serra still felt a fleeting surprise:

“Replying to the Young Male Master, no.”

The Female Chong’s voice was still pleasant, but without any waves, like a pre-set program. Serra reached out his chubby paw and scratched his brown curly hair, and got out of bed on his short legs.

He didn’t believe it. He smelled blood, and the Female Chong in front of him was obviously in a weak state. He didn’t forget that the information provided by the system mentioned that the target Edwin had angered his body’s male father.

He carefully observed Edwin, from his perfectly flawless body like it was carved by knife, to his indifferent light-colored pupils.

If Serra were inexperienced, he might think that Edwin was really as indifferent and free as he looked. But Serra was an adult with rich experience on Earth. He could see Edwin’s weakness and his deeply hidden helplessness.

Edwin didn’t understand the situation he was facing. He may not have been in contact with Male Chong cubs either. He seemed indifferent, but his eyes had never left Serra. He thought the sudden actions of the high and mighty, cruel and eccentric Male Chong cub must have made him feel strange and at a loss.

Serra turned a blind eye to this and resolutely decided to get out of bed and approach the pale black-haired Female Chong. But he obviously overestimated the length of his little chubby legs and almost stumbled. But before his feet touched the ground, a pair of cool hands steadily supported him.

After he landed, the hands with beautiful bone structure, slender and powerful, retreated behind Edwin again. Serra looked up to see the Female Chong lowering his pale face, letting the black hair on both sides cover his expression:

“Servant has overstepped, please punish me, Young Male Master.”

Serra took his short legs, took two steps to Edwin’s side. He was too short to lift Edwin, this “monster,” and couldn’t stop Edwin from making these humble and unreasonable behaviors. He could only get closer and suddenly made an unexpected move.

Like a large white rice cake, he “patted” his soft, weak little body on the Female Chong’s broad, abundant pectoral muscles.

“Male parent,”

His voice was soft, with the unique coyness of a cub that pulled on the heartstrings of adult Chong, “I feel so uncomfortable, hug me.”

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his feverish, white face on the abundant pectoral muscles, clearly feeling the Female Chong’s body next to him become extremely stiff.

The system in his mind made a “buzzing” sound of confusion about Serra’s behavior, while Serra said to the system in his heart with a strange sense of satisfaction:

“Although the act of pretending to be a cub is undignified, I can’t confront the target head-on.” He spoke plausibly, resuming the momentum of a teacher fooling students in class:

“The reason why Female Chong doesn’t resist now is because they are not strong enough? Of course not. The mental strength of Female Chong and Yaci are very high, and their intelligence is comparable to that of Male Chong. But why don’t they resist the weak Male Chong?”

“Because they have been instilled with this kind of education since they were young! The social system normalizes the inhuman suffering they endure. They don’t know this is abnormal at all!”

“And if you want the target to achieve the purpose of rebellion, it’s very easy, as long as you first let him know what is good, what is respected, what is a normal relationship, what is intimacy and affection, he will definitely know how much the current empire and the church are exploiting Yaci and Female Chong, how unreasonable they are, and how urgently they need to be rectified and overthrown. Don’t worry, system, I promise to complete the task.”

“Buzz… I believe in the host…”

The system said innocently, unaware that after its host buried his face in the Female Chong’s chest, only two words flashed wildly on the screen in his mind.

“So big.”

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Edwin was stiff all over. In fact, he vaguely heard the bones in his old wounds creak. A mass of softness that he didn’t understand and had never touched suddenly rushed into his chest, causing him to freeze like a stone, motionless.

“Male parent, hug me.”

The Male Chong cub in his arms made an incomprehensible soft voice again. Although the Male Chong cub’s voice did not have mental strength and seductive pheromones, Edwin felt that his decision-making ability and reason were severely disturbed. The cub’s slightly higher body temperature made the softness in front of his chest difficult to ignore. He blinked and wondered, “What is a hug?”

Edwin was twenty-five years old this year. He completed his transformation at the age of fifteen, became an adult Female Chong and joined the Empire’s First Army. At the age of twenty-five, he was awarded the rank of General.

He was full of merit and was the guiding star of the Empire’s army, but his fall was also a matter of course – pheromone collapse syndrome was a curse that all of their Female Chong couldn’t escape. The stronger the physique and mental strength of the Female Chong, the more they couldn’t avoid the desire for Male Chong’s pheromones and appeasement, and they couldn’t escape the weakness after not getting Male Chong’s favor.

Most excellent Military Female Chong will begin to decline around the age of 25 after not getting the pheromones from Male Chong. No Chong can escape this fate. The church mentioned in its sermons to Female Chong and Yaci that this was the price Female Chong paid for being created by Male Chong. They would dedicate their flesh, womb, and powerful abilities to their merciful creator, Male Chong, without reservation.

They were not worthy of education, not worthy of being stained with sacred positions, not worthy of understanding poetry and art. The excellent among them were fortunate enough to become Military Female Chong, fighting for the Empire in all directions. But whether they were strong or weak, they were ultimately the property of Male Chong. It didn’t matter even if Male Chong used them to destroy them. Even if they just stared at Male Chong, they should feel supreme honor.

Edwin was noncommittal about this. Whether it was in Female Chong schools or in the army, the church’s sermons never stopped. The doctrine emphasized that a Female Chong who was not seen by Male Chong was worthless, and that any punishment, pain, and harm from Male Chong should be regarded as honor. These made their Chong lives valuable and were the only way for their lives to gain glory.

Female Chong who have gained glory will have the opportunity to enter the Hall of Glory after death and continue to serve Male Chong. This is almost a dreamlike ending.

When Edwin faced mental breakdown at the age of 25, he received extra exemptions from the royal family and the church because of his contribution to the empire, allowing him to have the opportunity to serve Male Chong – even a noble Male Chong. He became Duke Corvin’s Female Attendant, which was a great honor!

But he had not personally experienced the benefits of that honor. In fact, in just a few days, Edwin knew that his days were numbered. Male Chong did not give him any pheromones and mental appeasement, only pain and punishment. These pains would not be alleviated because of honor, and were even more serious than the attacks of Star Beasts.

Three days later, Edwin roughly calculated the time he had left. If he maintained the status quo and was no longer discovered and punished by Male Chong, his body could probably last for half a year. But if the unprovoked punishment from Male Chong did not end, he would probably only have a little more than a month to live.

When he enters the Hall of Glory, he doesn’t know if the Male Chong there will really bestow Military Female Chong with pheromones and mental strength.

Edwin thought lightly, not overly worried about the clearly visible demise. Military Female Chong had always been educated this way. Death was just a testimony of glory.

Today, with the help of other Female Chong in the Duke’s Mansion, he got an opportunity to serve the Young Male Master, avoiding the endless punishment of the Male Master.

Serving the Young Male Master was usually not a good job, only because the Young Male Master was disabled, but his personality became even more eccentric because of his disability, and he hated Female Chong and Yaci extremely. There were more punishment robots and tools in the Young Male Master’s room than in the Male Master’s room. It was said that he liked to fall asleep listening to the screams of Female Chong.

Recently, however, the Young Male Master was bedridden due to Gene Collapsing Disease and was not in his right mind. This made the Young Male Master’s room one of the few clean places in the Duke’s Mansion. But Edwin was probably out of luck. He only enjoyed half a day of no punishment and pain before he saw the Young Male Master wake up.

He was ready to be punished. Although he had not been in contact with the Young Male Master, he had long heard of the Young Male Master’s “achievements” from other Female Attendants and Female Slaves.

But he never expected that the Young Male Master would actually be lying on his chest, cooing for “hugs” in a sticky little voice.

Edwin didn’t know what a so-called “hug” was. In his twenty-five years, no creature had ever asked him for a “hug,” and no creature had ever given him a “hug.”

But inexplicably, he raised a hand without being taught and gently touched the soft brown hair on the Male Chong cub’s head.