Chapter 13: He suddenly became a day student, and his wife picked him up and dropped him off at school...
It's just a short separation; we'll see each other again soon.
Hillland looked around, leaned slightly against the wall, and chatted with Sersia while holding his personal terminal.
Sersia: I'm not sad.
There was another pause on the other end, followed by a message: I miss you.
Sersia needed Hillan more than ever before. His physical and emotional dependence made him exceptionally prone to exhaustion. In decades, he had never experienced such helplessness and vulnerability. He loathed himself for this, yet he also felt happiness and joy because it was a gift from humanity.
Sersia didn't think things were going wrong. He lowered his eyes and quickly saw the message that popped up.
Hillland edited a long message for him, his tone seemingly sincere, with a hint of coaxing.
Hillan: I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings. I was too stubborn. We'll discuss it next time. I know you're angry, baby. So it's okay to be angry, baby. I'll make it up to you when I get out. Is there anything you want?
"This is outrageous," Sersia thought. "How is Hillan any different from a bandit?"
Sersia wanted to be willful for once, so he lowered his eyes and quickly sent a message to the humans.
Sersia: I don't want compensation.
Sersia: My Lord, you absolutely must tell me before making any decisions next time. I need to know first. I'm in the ward right now; it's cold here, and the lights and temperature are so dim. It's not bright at all. I just want to be at home with you.
Sersia paused as she sent the message, her eyes lowered, and she raised her hand, placing it affectionately on her pillow as if the other person were right beside her.
If these unexpected events hadn't occurred, he and Hillan should have been nestled in their warm home, instead of being separated from Hillan by who knows how many rooms, for seven days, or even many, many days.
Sersia was a little tired. The next second, his personal terminal lit up, and he received a message from Hillland.
Hillland: I think so too, baby.
After sending that message, the other party stopped replying. Sersia waited for a while, but still didn't receive another message from Hill.
You still think he's too clingy, right?
Sersia never thought that feelings were a very stable thing, especially true feelings. These are things that change in an instant. Perhaps it is normal for Hillan to feel tired. It's just that Sersia has no choice. He can't control his physiological instincts.
He curled up, suppressing the subtle emotions surging through his body, and like a cub, he completely covered himself with the blankets.
Hillland didn't have time to reply because his father was frantically calling him.
"You little brat, you want to die!!! How embarrassing is it for you to cause such a scene online??? What did you say about me? Who gave you all that money back then? Wasn't it all because of your male status?!"
"You male worm, what kind of fairness do you want? You want me to be punished? I'm a male worm! A male worm, do you understand? Do you understand what 'male worm' means?!"
"Nobody dares to mess with me!"
The rest was a string of vulgarities, which Hillan didn't bother to listen to and hung up immediately.
He was well aware of the abnormality of this society, and this action was, of course, a way of taking the lead and laying the groundwork for what he wanted to do later. In the early stages, he certainly did not expect to achieve any results.
Hillland already knew that all knowledge websites in this world required identity verification and had a strict warning mechanism. It would randomly check biological information in the background, so it was impossible to use the identity of other insects. Even if there was a female insect next to him, he would not be able to enter.
However, when male insects need to undergo labor reform, they have an identification card that grants them access rights, and the validity period of the card is the duration of their labor reform.
Even a small mosquito is still meat. Hillland has many ways to learn, but they are all troublesome. Although this method is also troublesome, at least he can browse information without being anxious for a while.
Thinking about it, he realized that he hadn't finished replying to Sersia's message yet.
Sweating profusely, Hillland picked up his personal terminal and checked the time; it was 11:25 PM.
He didn't know much about Sersia's location, and sneaking out would be like running around aimlessly, so he put the idea aside for the time being.
Hillan sat on the bed and sent a message to Sersia.
Hillland: I just answered a call from my father. It's not that I had nothing to say, but my husband thought it was someone else calling, so he answered it.
Hillan: Of course, I also want to stay in the warm home with Sersia. I also want to play games with you. There are many things I haven't done with you. Although these things have all come at once, I'm handling them well and trying to come out and reunite with the baby as soon as possible.
Hillan: Will saying these things warm Sersia's heart? I miss you too.
Hillland: There are so many things I want to do with you.
Hillland: If possible, I'd like to take you back to my hometown. My parents would love you. By the way, "parents" here means male father and female father.
Hillland: If you can't sleep, baby, we can chat together. For example, what do you like? I think you're amazing, and I can't quite imagine what you would like. I don't know you very well either.
Hillan: It's okay. Getting to know each other takes time. Asking all the questions doesn't mean I don't want to know you anymore. On the contrary, I'm even more eager to discover aspects of myself that even Sersia doesn't know.
Hillan: I feel so accomplished!!!
The human sent out a bunch of messages, and the notification sound from the quantum computer kept buzzing.
Sersia wasn't asleep. Upon seeing this, she paused for a moment and immediately opened the search bar.
The screen was filled with messages from Hillland. He seemed to have an endless supply of things to say, and even more messages that he hadn't finished sending. He easily pulled out a lot of them and then dominated his view.
Sersia never imagined such a thing could exist; her heart felt like it had been plunged into lava, burning and intense.
It took him a very long time to recover before he had the strength to pick up the personal terminal and chat with Hillan.
I had barely sent a few messages when the other party called my video.
The environment on Hillland's side was rather dark, and the hazy image quality made the face blurry and indistinct, with some rough noise.
In the video, Hillan rested her chin on her hand and smiled sweetly, "Baby, did you miss me during the 15 minutes I was gone?"
Cecilia's face was only half visible. The room was so cold that the color of his face looked bleak. His two-tone hair was as smooth as moonlight, which made his bright red lips look even more intense.
It was so beautiful and stunning, an indescribable beauty. Hillland opened her eyes wide, amazed by such beauty. She was curious, and also seemed to have never seen anything like it before. She reached out and touched the screen to get a closer look, like an old person who needed reading glasses to see things clearly.
Hillland squinted, then suddenly opened her eyes wide in amazement, "What did the baby eat to grow up like this? How can it have such a beautiful little female insect?"
Hillland smiled again, humming smugly, "She's still my wife."
Sersia's face turned bright red. He had rarely received such direct praise in his life, and few people had ever complimented him on his appearance.
His prepared speech turned into a jumbled mess, and Sersia was speechless for a long time. He had only shown half of his face before, but now he revealed the whole thing. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and gently touched his cheek.
"My lord, do you like it very much?"
Sersia had never paid attention to this kind of maintenance, but since Hillan said so, he could no longer be so careless.
Hillland knew what he was thinking, and his smile deepened. He leaned closer to the screen, his eyes sparkling, and whispered, "No, I like many things about Sersia."
He said earnestly, "Cersia is great in every way, whether it's her personality or her appearance. I like her strengths as much as her weaknesses. I think it's very cute that Cersia has flaws, and I really want to hug her."
Oh, I really want to hug Sersia, this bug is so cute.
He's absolutely smitten by how cute it is.
Sersia, however, was really not good at saying such things. He had been disciplined since childhood and had no choice but to become a killing machine. Etiquette and dogma prevented him from easily showing his vulnerable and disheveled side. Having been immersed in struggle for a long time, he had completely lost a part of his emotions.
But now, this human in front of him is constantly making him retreat, becoming unlike himself.
Sersia's lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something several times but didn't. She only revealed her bright red ears when she turned her head away, her tone embarrassed, "My Lord."
Hillland blinked. "I'm here."
He found Sersia's blushing face adorable, and he bubbled up in front of the video screen. Then he pulled the female insect aside and said a few words.
“Baby, don’t worry too much. I guess it will be about three months of labor reform. I will have to take some basic courses and do some community service. I often do these things in my old place, so I will be used to them. But you should come and visit me often.”
Hillland blinked. "I would be very happy."
Sersia gave a soft "hmm," and Hillan, not intending to tease him any further, told him to go to sleep early and then slowly hung up the video call.
The internet is buzzing about this, and while the two main characters are asleep, they've already made a huge fuss about it.
[He's done so many bad things before, and he said he'd pay compensation, so he should!]
[This is the first time I've seen such a responsible male insect. Now that you know you've repented, why can't you just let bygones be bygones?]
[Lord Hillan is so handsome! I can't bear to see him suffer. How can a male insect endure hardship? Wouldn't it be better to release him without charge? He already knows he was wrong.]
[I really don't know what to say about some of the comments from these bugs.]
Some insects' values are dictated by their physical appearance, while others, being fair and impartial, believe that the male insect should make amends to all the female insects he has harmed, and then punish him by making him work as a laborer for three months.
Some of them were being sarcastic and sarcastic.
[How could a male insect, such a fragile creature, possibly behave itself and go to jail? It's not like he can't lie in the video, pretending to offer compensation, but who knows if he'll change his tune later? His female is a former general who served for several years; there can't be no connection, right?]
Such comments questioning the league's direct refereeing were quickly met with criticism.
Seven days is enough time for things to develop, and during this period, many powerful and influential people are paying attention to this matter.
The Third Prince, Ferris, also noticed it. Even though he had actually seen a strange and gentlemanly male insect, he couldn't help but feel that the male insect in the video was doing things that were thankless and exhausting.
He could have achieved the same result by using his male identity to forcefully suppress the Male Protection Association, or even more easily.
Meanwhile, the Director of the Order Bureau has been extremely busy these past few days, with male insects frequently calling him frantically, cursing and demanding that he suppress the Direct Adjudication Bureau's affairs, otherwise they would be in deep trouble if they caused trouble later.
However, the Alliance's direct-planting is managed by several female insects who hate male insects the most, and none of them are easy to deal with. They have no choice but to withstand the pressure.
Time flew by, and on the seventh day, all the executives of the Direct Adjudication Bureau gathered at the Great Hall. The voting results were in, and the verdict in Hillland's case was exactly as he had predicted.
The compensation includes three months of labor reform in the social welfare bureau, three blood samples to be provided for research, and the opportunity to learn some basic knowledge and knowledge for reproduction.
This was a very lenient execution.
Bering was also present. When he heard that this brat really wanted to sever ties with him, he instantly flew into a rage and stood up to fight Hillan.
"You beast! You think you can just cut ties like that? Who gave you the nerve?!"
The judge frowned, raised his hand, and immediately some insects pressed him down.
"The verdict has been reached; you simply need to accept it."
Hillland held the judgment and sighed softly, "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."
The live stream was broadcast simultaneously, and a large number of comments flooded the screen, including many saying that the male insects were very attractive and that they wanted to mate with them.
Sersia saw it too, her face was indifferent, she didn't say a word, and when she looked up, she saw Hillan holding the judgment and looking up.
The other person smiled and nodded at him, blinking naturally, secretly yet openly coaxing him.
Sersia's inner turmoil subsided instantly, and the corners of her lips slowly curved upwards, a slight yet distinct smile.
The matter was settled. The male insect was to be taken away to a labor camp. Normally, he would have to stay at the labor camp for three months and would not be able to go home. However, Sersia did not want to sit idly by and wait for his death. She contacted his female father, the governor of the Hegri Domain, an ancient noble whose power and status were second only to the insect king. Soon, he changed Hillland's full-time supervision to a companionship. Sersia could take the male insect away to sleep during fixed rest periods and send him back at eight o'clock the next day.
Hillland couldn't refuse such a convenience at all. Although using connections was shameful, he wasn't the kind of person who would suffer for the sake of saving face. He couldn't refuse the fact that he could go home and be with Sersia at night. He just couldn't refuse it!
Please, having his wife pick him up from school is so cool, he's just living a life of bliss.
With that thought in mind, he turned around and went straight to Sersia. He was waiting for him at the bottom of the spaceship. When they were reunited, Hillan, with tears in his eyes, hugged Sersia and rubbed her several times.
"Waaaaah, I'm so sorry, TT."
Sersia's head was a mess from being ruffled. He pursed his lips, his ear tips turning red, and said, "It's okay."
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