Chapter 49: Male School Heartthrob x Military Academy Student (12): But His Psychic Power Was Clearly Excited, Excitedly Painting Him

The pink-haired Male Zerg reading the novel widened his eyes in horror.

It’s over!

A disaster falling from the sky!

He immediately recalled the terror of being interrogated by his Female Lord.

He shivered.

And hugged his little blanket tightly.

...

Calling it an interrogation was an exaggeration. His Female Lord had simply sat there with a stern face.

And he himself spilled everything like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

In one month, he had asked his Female Lord to sleep together ninety times and been rejected sixty times. So he had gone to his adjutant Female Attendant twenty times, his comrade’s Female Attendant fifteen times, another twenty-five times spread among various Female Attendants, and spent the remaining nights sleeping alone...

As for Female Zergs outside the family?

No!

Absolutely not!

All his pheromones had been given to the bugs at home!

His Female Lord narrowed his eyes and assessed the truthfulness of his words.

Ninety times a month was merely the frequency of three meals a day. Naturally, that wasn’t enough to drain an A-rank Male Zerg dry.

Besides, there was no reason for him to lie, nor did he have the courage to.

Male Zergs having hatchlings or Female Zergs outside the home wasn’t a big deal. Just bring them back. It was nothing more than adding another chair at the dining table. There was no need to hide it.

So his Female Lord waved a hand and let him off.

At the time, he hadn’t understood why his Female Lord had suddenly interrogated him, or why he had suddenly let him go.

Frightened out of his wits, he became his Female Lord’s little tail for several days, handing over all his pheromones to prove his innocence and clinging so tightly that his workaholic Female Lord couldn’t even leave for work.

In the end, it was only after Hill returned home that his Female Lord tore him off.

Thinking about it now, if it had all been because of this hatchling, then everything made sense.

...

“Wait, something’s wrong. Isn’t this just a novel?”

The Male Zerg suddenly threw off his blanket and sat up.

“Of course it’s just a novel,” the Female Attendant beside him comforted him. “It’s not like time travel actually exists.”

That was true...

But not entirely impossible.

Holding his face, the Male Zerg looked at the novel on the screen again.

He always felt that Hill and his Female Lord were hiding something from him.

...

[Hahaha, so Lord Hill’s Male Father has pink hair? That’s actually adorable.]

[The General’s misunderstanding was enormous. Who could have guessed the hatchling came from time travel?]

[General: First, eliminate the correct answer.]

[Everyone else is in danger, danger, danger.]

The comment section discussed the misunderstanding caused by the pink wig, and the atmosphere was fairly cheerful.

After all, Lord Hill and the little hatchling weren’t going to be in danger.

As for Iso...

He was very capable in a fight. There was no need for them to worry about him.

[Lord Hill really treats Iso well. He even thought about giving Iso money. Afraid Iso would refuse, he even came up with the idea of hiring him as a model.]

[Such a kind Lord. This will only make Female Zergs push their luck.]

[I really want to know what it feels like to model for a Male Zerg.]

[Exposing your body before a Male Zerg Lord and being traced inch by inch by his gaze... I definitely wouldn’t be able to stop myself from showing something unsightly.]

[That’s why those who model for Male Zerg Lords are usually very close Female Zergs. Some Lords allow Female Zergs to show their most genuine reactions and even reward them, making them overjoyed. Some Lords hate it and will lock the Female Zerg up.]

[I wonder what Lord Hill’s style will be.]

...

【After returning home, Iso sorted and arranged all the purchased items.

He also delivered the daily necessities bought for Lord Hill to his room.

Hill’s room was naturally the master bedroom on the second floor with the best sunlight, while the hatchling’s room was directly opposite.

As for Iso himself...

He planned to stay in the room at the farthest corner of the second floor, though he would still need to ask the Male Zerg for permission. It was even possible that the Male Zerg wouldn’t allow him onto the second floor at all.

The arrangement of rooms in a Male Zerg’s home also represented status.

The more favored a Female Zerg was, the closer their room would be to the Male Lord’s.

Hill said directly, “Just stay next door. It’ll be easier to take care of the hatchling if you’re close.”

Iso thanked him gratefully and moved into the room beside the hatchling.

Hill watched the Female Zerg move into the room diagonally opposite his own.

“...”

Apparently, their understanding of “next door” wasn’t the same.

But it was fine.

It was still close enough.

Thus, the empty room beside Hill became his studio.

Hill took out his painting tools from his spatial button, set up the easel, and prepared the platform where the model would sit.

Iso had to return to school tomorrow morning.

He had to hurry.

That evening, after soothing the hatchling to sleep with Psychic Soothing, Hill went to find Iso.

“Can I ask you for a favor? It’ll take a little of your time, but I’ll pay you Star Coins!”

Under the dim yellow corridor lights, Hill’s face was flushed, but his eyes sparkled brightly.

“There’s no need for Star Coins. Please just tell me.”

Iso had always felt indebted to Lord Hill and had been uneasy about it. Hearing Hill ask something of him instead made him sigh in relief.

“No, no. I still have to pay. This is employment.”

Hill insisted.

Iso knew that this Lord lacked neither Star Coins nor anything else. Refusing would only waste the Male Zerg’s time, so after a brief thought, he agreed.

“All right.”

He didn’t ask what the Male Zerg wanted him to do.

Nor did he ask how many Star Coins he would receive.

He simply agreed.

Even Hill was surprised.

“You’re not even going to ask what I want your help with?”

“I trust your character, Lord Hill.”

Iso looked down at the Male Zerg gazing up at him, and a faint smile appeared on his usually cold face.

He believed that whatever Lord Hill asked him to do, it would never violate Federation law or Zerg morality.

So there was nothing to hesitate over.

Even if Lord Hill ordered him to hunt the strongest Star Beast in the universe...

He would do it.

And accomplish it.

Hearing Iso say that he trusted his character, Hill finally relaxed.

After all, what he wanted was a body model.

Many bugs who didn’t understand art couldn’t comprehend such things and only regarded them as another way Male Zergs toyed with Female Zergs.

Since Iso was willing to trust him, that was wonderful!

“I hope you can be my body model.”

Hill said directly, eyes full of expectation.

“O-Okay...”

Iso’s voice softened, and he lowered his eyes slightly.

Painting and art were things very distant from Iso.

But he had happened to hear about “body models.”

Military academy dormitories housed four bugs per room, and next door was the Male Zerg Academy. Naturally, Female Zergs often discussed gossip about Male Zergs at night.

Even if Iso didn’t wish to join such conversations, he couldn’t avoid overhearing.

He remembered one especially scandalous body-model incident mentioned by his roommates.

Their tone had been full of envy.

But Iso’s heart had sunk.

He softly asked the Male Zerg Lord before him,

“Will there only be you?”

“Of course.”

Hill tilted his head in confusion.

There wasn’t anyone else in their house.

The hatchling had already been lulled to sleep.

Iso let out a quiet sigh of relief and finally made up his mind.

“All right. I’ll go prepare.”

Thinking of the accessories Hill had purchased today, he asked,

“Do you need me to decorate myself?”

Decorate?

Hill was puzzled.

In his eyes, Iso was already handsome enough.

He didn’t need to be any more handsome.

Still, Hill nodded cooperatively, giving encouragement and affirmation.

“You can do whatever you {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} like.”

So Iso returned to his room.

Hill went to the studio and waited.

He didn’t turn on the lights. Instead, he pulled all the curtains open, allowing the moonlight to pour inside.

Sitting before the easel bathed in moonlight, he arranged his brushes.

He excelled at painting with Psychic Power according to inspiration, so brushes and paints only served as assistance and required little preparation.

As he waited, the door opened.

Fresh from a bath, with droplets still clinging to his hair, Iso appeared in the doorway, his figure wrapped in darkness.

Seeing the brightly opened windows, he hesitated for a moment.

He looked toward the Male Zerg by the window.

Hill sat before the easel, his whole body wrapped in moonlight, almost glowing. He turned his head quietly and waited for him.

No urging.

No teasing.

His gaze was so clean, as though he were watching a star waiting to rise from the darkness.

In the end, Iso stepped forward.

Bare feet touched the cold floor, moonlight outlining his long yet powerful legs.

Hill stared without blinking and gradually held his breath.

The Female Zerg’s body stood fully revealed beneath the silver radiance, like a thin veil woven from moonlight draped over him. He was beautiful, like a god stepping out of an art gallery—powerful, aloof, untouchable.

Yet upon the chest of this proud god hung the most wanton decorations imaginable, creating a striking contrast.

Hill tightened his grip on the brush, his heart pounding.

He hadn’t expected Iso to come like this.

He had thought he would at least wrap himself in a cloth.

But faced with such a strong and beautiful body, Hill found himself unable to say anything that would hide that beauty.

Seeing that the Male Zerg had no intention of approaching, Iso looked toward the platform draped in white cloth in front of the easel and asked,

“Here?”

“Yes,” Hill answered softly.

Iso walked over and calmly asked,

“What pose should I use?”

“Anything is fine. You can do whatever you want,” Hill replied.

Iso lowered his eyes.

He knew he should pose in a way convenient for the Male Zerg’s enjoyment.

But he truly wasn’t good at such things, and he found it difficult to do something so shameful in front of Lord Hill.

In the end, he simply sat down normally, back straight and eyes raised forward.

It was a very military posture.

One guaranteed to leave a Male Zerg with no interest whatsoever.

“You can relax a little.”

Even Hill couldn’t help saying.

“I am relaxed,” Iso answered with a stiff face.

“All right.”

Hill didn’t force him.

His paintings weren’t realism.

He could see through appearances and capture the truest essence within.

Hill raised his brush and gestured twice in the air toward Iso before beginning.

Yet from the moment Iso had entered, his Psychic Power had already spread across the canvas.

Countless psychic threads intertwined and extended endlessly, sketching and tracing.

Iso could feel the active Psychic Power of a high-ranking Male Zerg filling the room.

Fine threads brushed across his body, causing waves of trembling.

He could feel the curiosity, excitement, and joy within those threads.

They faithfully reflected the Male Zerg’s emotions.

And they also made Iso feel both fear and anticipation, as though he was about to be possessed by the Male Zerg.

Yet minute after minute passed.

Even the moonlight cast through the window shifted across the floor.

In the silent studio, only the rustling of the brush against paper could be heard.

Iso’s golden eyes moved slightly and settled on the Male Zerg.

Hill wore a focused expression, peaceful and tranquil beneath the moonlight.

The Male Zerg really seemed to be doing nothing but painting him.

Nothing else.

Yet his Psychic Power was clearly excited.

Excitedly painting him.

Iso fell into contemplation and once again began doubting his own attractiveness.

He had clearly adorned himself with the accessories the Male Zerg had bought.

Hill’s gaze and psychic threads had lingered on him repeatedly, showing curiosity and amazement.

Was it because his posture was wrong?

This pose really wasn’t attractive.

Quietly, Iso adjusted his position on the model platform.

Spread his legs a little more.

Don’t keep his back so straight.

Relax slightly, softening the rigid, intimidating sharpness unique to Female Zergs.

Move his shoulders.

Move his arms.

Iso worked hard to strike a better pose.

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