I Write Novels in a Zerg Prison

【"Are you joking?"

Roy looked at him in confusion.

Then he remembered something else.

"If you already had an aircraft, why did you carry me here in your arms?"

He looked at Morris suspiciously.

Morris stiffened.

This was bad.

He hadn't thought about that.

Because back then, he genuinely didn't have an aircraft.

He had only bought it moments ago.

But there was no way he could explain that to the male Zerg.

He could already see the affection value above Roy's head constantly flashing with "+1" and "-1."

Morris's heart leaped into his throat.

Roy scrutinized him suspiciously, slowly raising a hand to guard himself.

"You clearly had an aircraft, yet you deliberately carried me in your arms and stayed pressed tightly against me..."

"N-No..."

Morris hurried to explain.

But Roy had already reached his own conclusion.

"So you really were trying to take advantage of me!"

"No, absolutely not, I..."

『Affection +3』

『Affection -1』

『Affection -1』

...

『Current Affection: 16』

After repeatedly rising and falling, the affection meter finally settled at sixteen.

Not only had it not dropped dramatically, it had actually increased by one point.

Morris couldn't tell what the male Zerg was thinking.

It seemed like Roy was angry...

Yet not quite that angry.

He first escorted Roy to the sofa and made sure he was seated safely.

Then he immediately bought fruit and snacks from the in-game shop using game coins, took them out of his spatial storage button, and placed them before him.

After that, he crouched in front of Roy, looked up at him, and quietly explained,

"I wasn't trying to deceive you, much less take advantage of you. This aircraft... I actually bought it just now."

Roy felt as though he were being treated like a little hatchling.

"Just now? Where exactly could you have bought it? I clearly watched you take it out of your spatial storage button! What, did you order it from StarNet, and the seller delivered the aircraft directly into your storage button?"

"Uh... in a sense, that's actually true."

Morris answered without much confidence.

The game shop really did place everything he bought directly into his spatial storage button.

Listening to him, Roy assumed technology had advanced to a level beyond his understanding.

The place where he lived really was technologically backward.

But this still made absolutely no sense.

Even if technology could accomplish something like that, nobody would ever leave their spatial storage button completely open and let StarNet merchants freely stuff things into it.

There was no security whatsoever.

This female Zerg was obviously making things up!

Roy glared at him angrily.

"...Do you not like the aircraft?"

Morris asked cautiously.

Roy thought that was a ridiculous question.

"Who wouldn't like it?"

It was larger than his own house.

It could take him anywhere.

It was practically the home of his dreams.

Morris continued,

"Then isn't it a good thing if I give it to you?"

He knew Roy didn't like having expensive things handed directly to him.

He preferred "junk" that he'd picked up himself.

But there hadn't been anywhere to bury an aircraft and pretend it had been found by chance.

Besides...

With how brand new and extravagant it looked, even burying it wouldn't make the story believable.

Roy confirmed several times that this female Zerg was serious.

He genuinely intended to give him this absurdly luxurious aircraft.

It was worth at least an apartment in one of the major cities.

Yet in this female Zerg's eyes...

It seemed no different from giving away a toy.

Just how important was this military female?

"I can't just accept something like this for no reason. Besides... I don't even have an aircraft pilot's license. Even if you gave it to me, I couldn't use it."

Roy chose to give up thinking about it.

Morris froze.

He really hadn't considered that.

Modern aircraft all had intelligent autopilot systems.

As long as someone registered for the test and demonstrated they could operate the autopilot, passing was almost guaranteed.

Still...

It was perfectly normal for male Zergs not to bother taking the license exam.

Ordinary male Zergs simply found it troublesome.

As for this little male Zerg...

It was probably because even if he'd passed the test, he wouldn't have owned an aircraft anyway.

Morris's heart ached again.

"I can be your pilot. Wherever you want to go, I'll take you. And if you'd like to get an aircraft license, I'll go with you."

His voice was utterly sincere.

Roy looked at him in confusion.

Why would a female Zerg do this much for a male Zerg?

There could only be two reasons.

Either he wanted pheromones...

Or he wanted Psychic Soothing.

Roy definitely couldn't provide Psychic Soothing.

As for pheromones...

Their ranks were far too different.

His pheromones wouldn't attract a high-ranking female Zerg at all.

After thinking it over again and again, Roy could only arrive at one possibility.

"...I'm seriously starting to suspect I'm your Legion Commander's illegitimate hatchling."

He deliberately asked,

"So... there's a huge inheritance waiting for me to claim when I go back, isn't there?"

Morris laughed at how adorable that sounded.

Following Roy's train of thought, he answered,

"Yes."

He truly was willing to let this male Zerg inherit everything he owned.

He had no intention of ever marrying any male Zerg.

Nor would he ever have hatchlings.

In that case...

Instead of leaving his wealth behind after his death, he might as well spend it in the game on this virtual male Zerg.

As long as it made him happy...

Morris was happy too.

The moment he figured that out, everything suddenly became crystal clear.

Roy, meanwhile, had reached a completely different conclusion.

"So you're trying to win my favor in advance because you want to marry me later and split that inheritance?"

Morris stared at him in utter shock.

"N-No! That's not what I meant! I absolutely never intended to mar—"

He nearly bit his own tongue.

He had only ever regarded this male Zerg as someone who needed looking after.

He'd never thought beyond that.

He...

He was firmly against marriage.

Not to mention marrying such a young virtual male Zerg.

That was completely ridiculous!

The idea had literally never crossed Morris's mind.

Roy quietly observed his expression.

Seeing the genuine rejection in his eyes, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet...

There was also a trace of loneliness.

It wasn't because he liked Morris.

He simply knew very well that he wasn't attractive.

He had no appeal whatsoever to high-ranking female Zergs.

"...That makes sense."

Roy lowered his eyes.

"My rank is so low. Of course nobody would seriously consider me..."

"Even male Zergs from low-tier planets can live comfortably by providing Psychic Soothing or selling pheromones."

"But my rank is so low that I can't even do either of those."

"I have to struggle with everything I have just to barely survive."

Roy had long since accepted the brutal reality of the gap between ranks.

It wasn't as though he had never tried to improve himself.

Or tried to raise his rank.

But his starting point had simply been too low.

Years of chronic malnutrition meant he couldn't even replenish the energy his body needed.

Let alone undergo a breakthrough.

No matter how hard he worked...

He could never cross that barrier.

The male Zerg's lowered eyelashes resembled butterfly wings.

When they remained motionless...

They looked like withered leaves.

Morris's heart tightened painfully.

He wanted to explain.

"...I'm not refusing to marry you because of your rank..."

...Wait.

How had the conversation somehow turned into whether he would marry the male Zerg or not?

Morris blinked blankly.

He couldn't figure it out.

Faced with the current situation, he could only tell the truth.

"Actually... I'm against marriage."

The male Zerg looked up at him in surprise.

The withered butterfly suddenly fluttered its wings.

Female Zergs needed male Zergs' Psychic Soothing.

They also craved male Zerg pheromones.

A military female who opposed marriage...

Such individuals were extraordinarily rare.

Morris grew embarrassed beneath Roy's gaze.

He knew perfectly well that very few people accepted beliefs like his.

But other than that...

He truly had no way to explain himself.

"Anyway..."

"I don't plan to marry."

"I won't have hatchlings either."

"There's nobody to inherit my property."

"After many years, it'll either go to the Federation... or be donated."

"So before that day comes..."

"I'd like to spend it on you."

Morris blurted out everything he'd been thinking in one breath.

The burden in his heart instantly became much lighter.

Roy was left completely stunned.

He had even imagined that Morris had approached him only because he wanted to inherit the wealth of that mysterious Legion Commander relative.

Never...

Not even once...

Had he imagined Morris intended to spend all of his own money on him.

It was more unbelievable than the plot of a movie.

"...Wait."

"The mysterious Legion Commander relative you're talking about..."

"...is you?"

Roy covered his face in shock.

Under his gaze, Morris awkwardly nodded.

"But we're not related by blood!"

Roy was absolutely certain of that.

If their genetic compatibility had been exceptionally high, he would have sensed it.

Besides...

It was nearly impossible for a low-ranking Zerg to be closely related to such a high-ranking one.

If that were true...

His talent wouldn't be so poor.

His rank wouldn't be so low.

"Some things don't require blood ties."

Morris shamelessly declared,

"I felt an immediate connection the moment I met you."

"..."

Roy had absolutely no idea what had gotten into this high-ranking female Zerg.

He scratched his hair in frustration and said with slight irritation,

"I'm not planning to recognize another female parent!"

Truthfully...

Morris wasn't prepared to suddenly become someone's parent either.

"That's fine."

"We can just keep getting along the way we always have."

He peeled some fruit, placed it on a fork, and handed it over.

"You only need to do whatever makes you happy."

"You don't have to worry about anything."

"The aircraft is yours."

"Or if there's something else you want..."

"No matter what it is..."

"I can get it for you immediately."

Roy: "..."

How could there possibly be a female Zerg in this world who treated someone so well for absolutely no reason?

Roy was beginning to suspect Morris had genuinely lost his mind.

"...How long have you been like this?"

"Have you had your Psychic Domain examined?"

As soon as he asked, Roy became both anxious and frustrated.

"My rank is too low..."

"I can't perform Psychic Soothing for you!"

"You don't need to."

"It's not that serious."

"My condition is perfectly fine."

Commander Morris's Psychic Stability Score stood at sixty-nine.

It wasn't a score a female Zerg could recover from naturally.

But it also wasn't low enough to threaten his sanity.

He honestly felt he was doing quite well.

The two stared silently at one another.

Finally, Roy gave up.

"...Forget it."

"Since we've already come this far..."

"Let's eat first."

Everything had become far too confusing.

He couldn't make sense of any of it.

But he had promised the female Zerg a grand meal.

He couldn't back out now.

Roy opened his terminal and searched for upscale restaurants in the city district.

After carefully comparing menus and prices, he selected one.

"How about this place?"

he asked.

The restaurant was located in the center of the Upper District.

Its most expensive menu was terrifyingly expensive.

Fortunately...

It also had options Roy could now afford.

"Sounds good."

"Anywhere is fine."

Morris set the aircraft's destination to the restaurant Roy had chosen.

After making the reservation, Roy simply sat quietly on the sofa without speaking to him anymore.

All Morris could see was the affection meter continuing to fluctuate.

『Affection +2』

『Affection -1』

『Affection +1』

『Affection -1』

...

Morris had no idea what emotional roller coaster the male Zerg was experiencing inside.

His own heart rose and fell with every single number.

He suffered right along with it.

The affection meter didn't stabilize until the aircraft entered the Upper District.

Outside the window...

The scenery changed dramatically.

Towering skyscrapers rose everywhere.

Aircraft weaved between them.

Spatial corridors were even visible in the sky.

The entire planet felt bizarre.

As though low-tier, mid-tier, and high-tier planets had all been forcibly stitched together.

The gap in development between different districts was astonishing.

The luxury aircraft landed before the restaurant.

It immediately attracted countless eyes.

Morris stepped out first.

His calm gaze swept across the surroundings, confirming there was no danger.

Only then did he turn back, extend a hand into the cabin, and help the male Zerg down.

A luxury aircraft.

A high-ranking female Zerg.

And beside him...

A male Lord whose rank couldn't be identified, yet who was obviously every bit as extraordinary if such a female Zerg accompanied him.

The restaurant staff hurried over at once.

At that very moment...

Roy's affection finally stabilized.

『Current Affection: 20』

After all the increases and decreases...

It ultimately settled at twenty.

Morris secretly let out a breath of relief.

Being able to see affection as numbers didn't bring only reassurance.

Even the slightest fluctuation filled him with anxiety.

Along with reaching twenty affection came an unlocked reward.

『Roy's Affection has reached 20.

Reward obtained:

Level-Up Gift Pack ×1

Psychic Source Crystal ×1

Calming Potion ×1

Bed Set ×1

Pajamas ×1

Nutrient Solution ×20』

A Level-Up Gift Pack...?

Morris recognized every other item.

But what exactly was a Level-Up Gift Pack?

He quietly opened the description.

Can be used to increase the male Zerg's level.

...Was it the kind of "level up" he was thinking of?

Apart from special biological transformations such as physiological awakening...

The only way to increase one's rank was through relentless effort, constantly improving every aspect of both body and mind while waiting for that tiny chance of evolution.

Yet this game completely overturned common sense.

It actually contained an item capable of directly increasing a Zerg's rank.

In other words...

Even if a male Zerg started at E-rank...

Or even F-rank because of genetic defects...

As long as the player worked hard and collected enough items...

He could eventually be raised all the way to A-rank...

Or even higher.

Morris turned toward the male Zerg beside him.

Quietly, he opened Roy's status panel.

Rank: E.

He had always known Roy wasn't a high-ranking male Zerg.

He simply had never paid attention to his exact rank.

Seeing that letter genuinely surprised him.

A male Zerg's appearance generally reflected his rank.

Roy wasn't among the absolutely most beautiful.

But his temperament added countless points.

Combined with Morris's own heavy bias...

He found Roy unbearably adorable no matter how he looked.

So when he finally saw the E-rank...

Morris froze.

For some reason...

He simply felt Roy shouldn't be this rank.

No wonder Roy had said he couldn't even work as a Psychic Soother or sell pheromones.

An E-rank male Zerg's psychic threshold was simply too low.

Performing Psychic Soothing would be extremely difficult.

Even civilian Psychic Soothers required at least D-rank.

As for pheromones...

There was no need to mention them.

Besides...

Roy was still so young.

If rank had been fixed forever, Morris wouldn't have cared in the slightest.

To him, it would have been nothing more than game mechanics.

But this game allowed male Zergs to level up.

The competitive, workaholic nature deeply ingrained in every female Zerg immediately stirred within Morris the moment he saw the Level-Up Gift Pack.

He couldn't just push himself to improve.

He could help the male Zerg improve too.

Roy worked so desperately just to survive.

Surely...

He wanted to raise his rank more than anyone.

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