Chapter 23: How can such a species exist

Translator: Abo Dammen

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Case One: The Phantom Sniper

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Another dedication chapter! Shasha, this one’s for you! Thank you for the support, the encouragement, and the little push that keeps me going. Hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed translating it~♡

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“I suppose the penises of primates all look quite similar,” Xu Pei said through gritted teeth, engaging in this ‘friendly’ discussion. “Just a rod plus two balls.” 

“But you don’t have balls,” He Yixun’s tone was as if discussing the difference between Mars and Earth—serious and legitimate. “I can’t imagine what the structure is like.”

Given that the sense of guilt in his heart hadn’t completely dissipated, Xu Pei told himself that Officer He just had a great thirst for knowledge, and he shouldn’t take it personally. Putting himself in the other’s shoes, if he knew someone had glands on their feet, he’d also be itching to take a look.

Moreover, the ‘get-out-of-jail-free card’ was something he himself had given He Yixun, telling him to ask whatever he wanted. If he got fussy about it now, it would seem petty.

“And you can’t get erect. Does it only have an excretory function?” He Yixun asked. 

“Who says I can’t get erect?!” After all the mental preparation, Xu Pei still couldn’t help but lose his temper. “I just don’t have morning wood! I can still get erect during heat, okay!”

“Oh,” He Yixun said flatly. “Didn’t notice.”

It took Xu Pei a moment in his anger to realize He Yixun was referring to his last heat, saying he hadn’t noticed if there was a tent pitched. He seemed to have missed a prime research opportunity, his expression carrying a hint of slight regret.

“Officer He,” Xu Pei took a deep breath, maintaining a polite smile. “I fully understand your desire to understand the differences between us. If it were you coming to my world, I’d also want to take you to my lab for a good study. 

“But as two equal individuals, we should respect each other. Before asking about my situation, shouldn’t you first introduce your own? For example, what does your penis look like, and how do you usually use it? You talk about yours first, then ask me. That’s the polite way, isn’t it?”

Xu Pei also couldn’t figure out how this crude matter had escalated to the level of scientific research.

Saying it with such a straight face really made it sound legitimate.

He had planned to simply reply with “Ours are the same” no matter how He Yixun described it. Who would have thought He Yixun would suddenly ask, “Do you want to see it?” 

Xu Pei’s heart skipped a beat. Wait, how could someone be willing to sacrifice for scientific research to this extent?

His crossed arms slowly lowered, moving towards his waistband. Xu Pei’s heart rose to his throat.

What to do? What if after He Yixun shows his, he asks me to show mine?

Are we really going to look at each other’s junk? 

Is this something normal people do?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Professor Xu’s mind.

He even prepared his response if He Yixun commented that his was small. He would emphasize his omega identity and definitely make it clear that his size was actually considered large among omegas.

However, all these thoughts came to an abrupt halt the moment He Yixun’s hand moved past his waistband. 

He saw He Yixun reach into his trouser pocket, pull out his phone, and say, “I’ll search for sex education pictures for you.”

Xu Pei: “……” Damn, cheating.

This was totally unfair! Xu Pei had no pictures he could search for!

He Yixun directly found an educational animation and handed the phone to Xu Pei. “Our physical structure is like this.” 

It wasn’t hard to see that he was genuinely showing the science for Xu Pei, just as Xu Pei had explained about glands. It was purely for sharing knowledge, without any other intention.

In the animation, the head, shaft, and balls were all displayed in a cute style. This was also the first time Xu Pei saw it visually, and just as he thought, there was no difference between the two sides regarding this organ.

He felt he could tell He Yixun to stop being curious; they were the same. But just then, a news notification popped up at the top of the screen: [Breaking News! Lin Mei Drops Out of Current Mayoral Race]

Xu Pei was startled. He looked up at He Yixun. “Lin Mei dropped out.” 

He Yixun took back his phone, clicked on the news to read it, and didn’t seem particularly surprised. “Her defeat was already inevitable.”

Xu Pei had been sleeping all day and hadn’t paid much attention to the news. Now, opening a search page, he saw the top search terms were all related to Lin Mei.

[Central Square Sniper Attack Staged by Lin Mei Herself]

[Ma Jing, Ma Ke] 

[Lin Mei Concealed Major Lucky Number Incidents]

…..

He still wasn’t used to the phone system here. Xu Pei went to the living room and turned on the TV. The news channel was repeatedly playing footage of Ma Jing before he was put into the police car. He was seen shouting himself hoarse at the media cameras, “Lin Mei is the protector of Binshi’s black market industries!”

In the background, He Maohu and Ling Feng hurried past with their subordinates, seemingly corroborating his statement. 

The ticker at the bottom of the screen displayed the words “Lin Mei’s approval rating plummets.”

“Lin Mei’s political career seems completely ruined,” Xu Pei muttered. “She won’t take revenge on me, will she?”

“She’s not that idle,” He Yixun scrolled through his phone as he came to sit on the sofa. He straightened the remote control that Xu Pei had left askew. “Next, she’ll probably return to the Progressive Society to take up a position.”

Xu Pei: “Progressive Society?” 

Swiping through a couple more pages, He Yixun put away his phone. “You asked me before why Lin Mei and He Maohu divorced.”

“Mm,” Xu Pei acknowledged.

“The Progressive Society is an elite organization founded by the former Chief Justice, Luo En. Lin Mei is a high-ranking member.”

Xu Pei remembered He Yixun mentioning that Lin Mei entered politics after protecting the Chief Justice during a terrorist attack and was subsequently mentored and promoted by him. 

“When she first entered politics, Luo En felt a single woman’s image wasn’t stable enough, so he told her to find someone to marry. He Maohu had pursued Lin Mei for many years by then, so she just went and got the marriage certificate with him.

“But Luo En wasn’t satisfied with He Maohu. He felt He Maohu couldn’t help Lin Mei’s political career. Because He Maohu was just a retired Non-Commissioned Officer, with no status or position, working as security at an entertainment venue. The reason He Maohu worked so hard later was to be able to hold his head up in front of Luo En.”

“But…” Xu Pei couldn’t help interrupting, “Getting involved in the underworld wouldn’t gain a Chief Justice’s approval either, right?”

“Of course not,” said He Yixun. “But He Maohu had no other path. If he didn’t work in the entertainment industry and just got a regular job, he would never be able to stand as Lin Mei’s equal. 

“So, what Lin Mei hoped for was for He Maohu to stay home and support his wife and raise the child, while He Maohu was determined to prove himself by building a successful career. The rift between them grew deeper and deeper.

“Add to that, Lin Mei followed Luo En’s instructions obediently. He Maohu couldn’t take it anymore, so they divorced.

“But that’s all ancient history now,” He Yixun said, as if discussing someone else’s family affairs. “Now, He Maohu still does business with the Progressive Society.”

“I see,” Xu Pei nodded, then hesitantly asked, “Since they were both so focused on their careers, why did they have a child?” 

They had one but didn’t raise him. Might as well not have had one.

“Lin Mei needed the image of being married with children,” He Yixun said flatly.

“Oh…” Xu Pei secretly observed He Yixun’s expression, thinking this person must be incredibly strong-willed internally, not even feeling hurt by such a thing.

He Yixun glanced up at the wall clock, stood up, and went to the bedroom to change clothes. “I’m going for a run. Stay home by yourself. Don’t mess with my things.” 

The bedroom had no walls. If Xu Pei just turned his head, he could enjoy a striptease.

But he was gentleman enough not to turn his head, focusing intently on the TV screen until the sound of the door closing came from behind. The room grew quiet and deserted. The juniper scent abruptly faded.

It was strange. His body, which had recovered through sleep, now felt somewhat heavy and lethargic again.

Flipping through several channels, all were broadcasting reports about Lin Mei. Xu Pei lost interest in watching TV and went to lie down on the bed in the bedroom. Covering himself with the blanket carrying He Yixun’s scent, the physical discomfort instantly lessened. 

A vague thought flashed through Xu Pei’s mind.

—Was he becoming dependent on He Yixun?

However, this thought ultimately didn’t form a concrete conclusion because the discomfort hadn’t completely vanished. Xu Pei’s brain still felt somewhat heavy. Acting on instinct, he sniffed the blanket, but it mostly carried his own scent now.

No wonder. He had slept here for most of the day. He Yixun’s scent had already been diluted by him. 

Turning off the blocker, he searched for the faint traces of juniper scent on the blanket for his survival, but it was minimally effective. A low-grade fever seemed to be creeping back. He didn’t know how much time had passed when the familiar scent suddenly penetrated his nostrils. Xu Pei’s eyes snapped open. Unsurprisingly, he heard the sound of the lock turning at the entrance, and He Yixun walked in, carrying the fresh smell of sweat.

Not bothering to put on slippers, Xu Pei, barefoot, took two steps forward and one step back, swaying unsteadily until he reached He Yixun. Without a word, he threw himself into his arms. The steadily emanating juniper scent was reassuring. It really was necessary to have He Yixun nearby.

“I’m not a pervert,” Professor Xu declared upfront. “It’s just that my physical condition has been very unstable since coming here. I might need your help to regulate my pheromone levels.

“I started feeling unwell again as soon as you left.” 

Xu Pei was leaning forward so heavily that He Yixun temporarily held him to steady him, only to suddenly feel that his back was very wet. “Why are you sweating so much?”

He hadn’t felt it at all under the covers. Only now did Xu Pei realize his back was ice-cold. He instinctively reached back to feel, but before his hand could touch his back, he heard a plop sound. Something dripped from between his legs onto the floor.

His body instantly froze. His face turned deathly pale.

The hand reaching for his back instead went to the back of his neck, only to feel his fingertips come away wet. 

He was leaking.

Not just from his gland. From down below as well.

Because he hadn’t changed his underwear on the Lucky Number last night, Xu Pei had washed them after returning. So now, he was only wearing one of He Yixun’s T-shirts from head to toe, with nothing on his lower body—not a stitch to catch anything. The fluid secreted from his private part kept flowing down continuously, from his thighs to his ankles, finally leaving clear wet marks on He Yixun’s gleaming floor. 

“What’s wrong with you?” He Yixun asked, looking at Xu Pei. “You look terrible.”

How did this happen?

Xu Pei was completely stunned.

He didn’t feel any desire for caresses, which didn’t match the characteristics of heat. So why was his body so wet? 

Had traveling through space and time completely messed up his endocrine system?

If He Yixun sees the puddle on the floor, would it be better to just die on the spot?

“Professor Xu?” He Yixun noticed Xu Pei’s fingers resting on his own gland. He was much more restrained than before, not looking directly but asking, “Is there a problem with your gland?”

Xu Pei quickly withdrew his hand, forcing calm into his voice. “I need to go to the bathroom.” 

But as his bare foot stepped on the fluid he had leaked, he slipped, falling backward into He Yixun’s arms. He Yixun instinctively looked down to see why Xu Pei had slipped, and thus saw the puddle of liquid.

Following the smooth, pale calves upwards, he eventually found the source of the “flood.”

“You,” this was beyond He Yixun’s scope of knowledge, he could only try to understand, “did you have an incontinence accident?”

“Shut up!” Xu Pei was overcome with mortification, his face flushing bright red. But he had to explain it wasn’t urine. Being mistaken for incontinence was even worse. “This is… a fluid my body secretes.” 

“Your back too?” His curiosity was simply too strong. He Yixun threw Xu Pei’s repeated warnings to the wind, tilted his head to look at his gland, and saw the pale pink butterfly-like gland as if its surface skin had been torn open, gushing with transparent fluid.

“I seem to be in an indefinable heat-like state,” Xu Pei took a deep breath with his eyes closed, resigning himself to his fate. “This has never happened where I’m from. Traveling through dimensions really does affect my body.”

“Do you have a solution?” He Yixun asked.

“Not sure,” said Xu Pei. “I’ll go to the bathroom and see. I… don’t want to dirty your floor.” 

He had just taken one step when his arm was suddenly grabbed by He Yixun. “Do you need my help?”

The answer was obvious.

Xu Pei was quite certain that going to the bathroom would just mean leaking fluid in a different location. He definitely couldn’t resolve this by himself. In the end, he would still have to ask He Yixun for help.

Rather than being coy, it was better to end this heat quickly. “Most likely… yes.” 

He Yixun acknowledged with an “Okay”, bent down, and picked Xu Pei up horizontally.

The hand hooked under his knee felt the transparent fluid. Only then did He Yixun realize it wasn’t a water-like consistency, but slightly sticky. His gaze swept over Xu Pei in his arms, who had turned his head away in shame, the blush spreading all the way to the tips of his ears.

Placed in the bathtub by He Yixun, Xu Pei immediately pressed himself against the inner side, turning his back to He Yixun. “I declare upfront, we are merely jointly dealing with an emergency situation. This does not represent intimate behavior.”

“Otherwise?” He Yixun retorted. 

Alright, Xu Pei was overthinking it.

He asked, “Is my gland red or swollen?”

He Yixun, as if examining a wound, let his fingertips trace over Xu Pei’s gland. “No, it looks normal. Pale pink.”

“Just look, don’t touch with your hand.” A tingling sensation flowed from the back of his neck throughout his body. Xu Pei unconsciously clenched his thighs. “I didn’t feel anything before. Don’t make it worse by touching.” 

He Yixun withdrew his hand.

He really was a person who followed rules strictly.

“What do I need to do?” He Yixun asked.

“Generally speaking, an alpha’s saliva has a soothing effect. Even though you’re not an alpha, I feel it might work.” In this unfamiliar world, everything had to be figured out through trial and error. Xu Pei tried his best to suppress his embarrassment and spoke to He Yixun with a scientific attitude. “First, try licking my gland.” 

He Yixun didn’t move.

Xu Pei looked back. “What’s wrong?”

To be honest, licking a dry gland was one thing, but a wet gland…

Objectively speaking, licking someone else’s bodily fluids is a pretty disgusting thing to do. 

He Yixun needed to mentally prepare himself.

Xu Pei saw through what He Yixun was thinking and couldn’t help rolling his eyes. “It’s not fishy at all, okay?”

“Mm.” With this much fluid, if it were fishy, he would have smelled it long ago.

“Come closer,” He Yixun ordered. 

Xu Pei simply leaned against the outer wall of the bathtub, presenting his gland right to He Yixun’s mouth.

“If you keep being so fussy….”

The cutting remark remained unfinished, because He Yixun, with one hand gripping Xu Pei’s slender neck, pressed his lips against his gland.

It really wasn’t fishy. 

It was sweet.

It seemed to taste like… honey?

His tongue swept over it again and again, just to taste it more clearly.

The Adam’s apple in his palm suddenly bobbed up and down, emitting a sound of impatience. Slender fingers clawed at the edge of the bathtub, as if he couldn’t endure the immense pain. 

Or perhaps pleasure?

The gland showed no sign of slowing its secretion. Instead, it produced more and more.

Now He Yixun could confirm that Xu Pei really did taste like honey.

A honey-flavored puppy? 

How could such a species exist.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Xu Pei’s hand sneakily stretching towards a certain place. He Yixun used his free hand to catch Xu Pei’s wrist as if arresting a suspect, then lifted the hem of the shirt and reached down to replace that hand…

It was so wet.

The Adam’s apple in his hand began to tremble, accompanied by muffled moans. He Yixun temporarily lifted his head and looked at Xu Pei. “Didn’t you say you didn’t have one?” 

“Who gave you permission to touch?” Even as he said this, the person offered no resistance. “I just said I didn’t have one because I was too lazy to deal with you… Now you know. Are you satisfied?”

“Is this your full erect length?” The damp shirt hem covered it, only revealing the pink tip tenting the fabric. He Yixun observed, “So pink.”

Xu Pei knew it!

“I’m an omega! That part doesn’t need to be very big!” 

When Xu Pei was angry, the pink beneath the shirt hem turned even redder. His initial intention was just to play with it a bit, but his hand unconsciously circled around the pink tip, just wanting to see Xu Pei both angry and compliant.

“What are you doing…” This wasn’t a full-blown heat, so Xu Pei still retained some rationality. Realizing the situation was gradually veering off course, he pressed down on He Yixun’s hand and glared at him. “Are you here to help or to cause more trouble?”

But in his thoroughly drenched state, he really had no intimidating power.

However, He Yixun was always someone who followed the rules. He had played enough, explored enough, and withdrew his hand. “My saliva doesn’t seem to be very effective.” 

“Maybe topical application through the skin isn’t effective enough,” Xu Pei said, then just felt a headache coming on.

“Then what should we do?” He Yixun asked.

Xu Pei didn’t answer. He shifted his gaze away, his face burning even more than before.

So external application doesn’t work. Does that mean it needs to be taken internally? 

This riddle is too simple. It doesn’t require any deductive skills.

“I understand.”

The hand gripping Xu Pei’s neck pushed upward, forcing him to lift his chin. He Yixun lowered his head and pried open Xu Pei’s lips. Although he had no relevant experience, the goal was simply to transfer saliva to the other person. It shouldn’t be difficult.

But… 

Are human tongues this soft?

Such a sweet taste.

Xu Pei protested by pushing against He Yixun’s shoulders, but ultimately couldn’t fight his body’s instincts. He gripped the front of He Yixun’s shirt and accepted this kiss that wasn’t quite a kiss.

His hand wanted to reach down again. 

The observant Officer He detected Xu Pei’s sinful intention. Out of a desire to see just how this body would react, he lifted the shirt hem again and encircled that pink member.

So cute.

The thought popped into He Yixun’s mind for the very first time.

Very few things made him feel they were cute. 

“Enough… He Yixun…” Xu Pei lowered his chin, panting heavily. “If you keep going, I’m going to…”

His body was burning up unbearably, but all the previous discomfort had vanished without a trace.

By now, Professor Xu had realized his deduction was thoroughly wrong.

It turned out pheromone soothing was unnecessary. Achieving orgasm directly was what worked. 

As for whether it absolutely had to be He Yixun doing it, he wasn’t sure.

Because this damn dimensional travel seemed to have broken his body. The common knowledge from his past world seemed inapplicable here.

Feeling the tremor in his hand, He Yixun looked down and saw the pink tip release thin, silky strands of white. It was sticky and thick, some even splattered onto his hand.

I thought you said you couldn’t? 

He Yixun looked at Xu Pei, who was slumped against the bathtub edge catching his breath, his gaze deep and questioning. “Just how much of what you say is the truth?”