The War God Male Insect Lies Flat and Lets Everyone Spoil Him

Reno, the greatest male insect in the doomsday empire, was fierce and warlike all his life. But his genes carried a berserk factor, making him incapable of reproduction. Then, one day, laughing madly, he died alongside his sworn enemy in the midst of a chaotic battle. When he opened his eyes again, the whole world had changed. The sky was no longer gray, and the rain was no longer polluted black. Flowers bloomed and willows flourished beyond the window, while two white-clad female insects blinked at him from beside the bed. Only later did he learn that he had somehow fallen into a world with many females and few males, where male insects were precious. He had been brought to a medical center and assigned a female slave. The Galactic Administration hinted to him: This is a female insect who has been cast aside, but never used. If you are willing to keep him, you can temporarily treat him as a toy who can take care of you. News of unlucky female insects being tricked into marriage had long been everywhere. When he was sent over, he looked disheveled as he raised his eyes. His irises were one gold and one green, and his gaze was unexpectedly cute. In the world Reno came from, female insects had nearly gone extinct. Male insects who wanted a mate had to fight for one, and even then they had to share. All female insects were mindless reproductive resources, bound in chains. This female insect was the mate Reno, who had no right to reproduce, had never dared to dream of: clean, and belonging only to him. He didn't have to fight for him. He was given to him for free, would obediently place the money he earned in Reno's hands, and would blush at the slightest touch. Reno gave him many special privileges, but knew exactly what kind of males the female insects here liked. He also understood how important reproduction was to them, and never expected this marriage to last. * Augustine was set up by his family. The Administration demoted him and stripped him of his rank, assigning him directly as a female slave to serve another disabled male insect. He was told to serve him well and try to lay an egg soon, so that he could reasonably turn his fortunes around. He never expected to improve his lot through a male or offspring. He had planned to face the male insect head-on and see which of them would die first. But when he entered, he saw the male insect sitting in a wheelchair with a book in hand, his nose high and lips thin, his manner aloof and elegant. Those legs were long and straight... His heart skipped a beat. He instinctively lowered his head and softly greeted him, acting obedient. The male insect glanced at him when he arrived. His red eyes held an inexplicable, arrogant disdain for everything... Yet it was impossible to ignore that the book in his hands was a basic workbook for a nursery school. After a week together, Augustine had never heard him speak. He decided that the male was not only disabled but mute. A decorative husband who wouldn't run around or curse at other insects seemed, somehow, pretty appealing. Afraid he was falling too deeply, Augustine forced out a lie to the male insect: "I was injured and can't reproduce, so... just treat me as a tool." The male insect simply watched him in silence for a while, then gently took his hand and spoke for the first time: "What a coincidence. I can't reproduce either." * The male insect's legs didn't work, but he never begrudged him comfort, patiently calming his turbulent mind. The male insect never spoke, but quietly took care of the paperwork and gave him the status of his one and only female consort. The male insect was cold by nature, yet when the male who had tricked him into marriage came back with regrets, his gaze darkened like fire. He left countless bite marks on Augustine, declaring his claim over him. Augustine went from cautious and distant to always hiding boundless possessiveness in his eyes. He occasionally overstepped a little, but his husband never punished him. He had lost his power, then turned the tables. When the day finally came for him to regain his position, the female insect who once more commanded an extreme faction donned a white military uniform and received his promotion. Then he turned and knelt on one knee before the male insect seated in his wheelchair, a smile rippling in his eyes. "Do you know how to use your female consort properly?" The male insect said nothing, silently waiting for the answer. "Just like this." Augustine spread his arms. "Try your best and sit in my lap. From now on, all the military females on Kait Star will be your attendants." His female insect was coaxing him to stand again. A smile appeared in Reno's eyes. He murmured, "Mm," pushed himself out of the wheelchair with his arms, and was caught in the female insect's tight embrace. * After that, the fact that the military leader Augustine's husband was a disabled, decorative male was endlessly discussed by the insect citizens, who hinted that they were not a suitable match. Then an interstellar war suddenly broke out. Fragrant, flower-filled Kait Star was invaded as part of a strategic reserve plan, and the planet's environment was in grave danger. All commanders were urgently recalled, and even Augustine, who was on leave at home because of an unexpected pregnancy, had to go to battle with his egg. That day, the battlefield monitoring system captured an insect charging into the camp with the force of a thunderbolt. His purple-black exoskeleton was drenched in scarlet, and wherever his glinting claws landed, blood filled the air. He stopped in front of the commander's ship, punched through its reinforced cabin, and seized the commander's spine. His voice was low and fierce. "Will you withdraw your troops, or shall I send you back myself?" * The war began suddenly, and ended just as suddenly. The Sky Eye surveillance followed him like a shadow, recording the mutated insect transforming back into human form and entering a military district, until the commander Augustine appeared. He carefully wrapped his wings around him and removed his clothes to check him over, asking in a worried whisper, "Where have you been playing this time? Why do you smell so strongly of blood...?" "Let's check on the egg." The male insect pushed his wings aside, slipped a hand behind his waist, and kissed his soft neck. "Go inside and look." "You..." Augustine blushed and wanted to laugh, but obediently let himself be pressed against the desk, letting out a soft gasp. The surveillance feed was cut off as a wisp of mental power forcibly blew up the recording equipment. The insect citizens were utterly dumbfounded. * Much later... Facing a horde of reporters, the female insect frowned and explained until his mouth was dry. "N-no, impossible. My husband is very well-behaved. He never fights. That insect couldn't possibly be him." The male insect sitting behind him gave a perfect smile. "That's right. I'm very well-behaved. I never fight." [Q University top talent, a domineering male with berserk genes who is afraid of scaring his lover, so he acts cold and taciturn] x [A cool, tall, pure-hearted beauty of a female insect] Theme: Amid the clamor of common flowers and willows, only the old plum tree remains true to itself