Interstellar Beast World: All My Husbands Are Powerful and Rich!-Chapter 164: There’s a pervert here!

Aren was suddenly lifted into the air by his ears. The moment his gaze met Xarion’s cool, assessing eyes, goosebumps prickled across his fur.

What was this guy planning? Why did that look feel so unsettling?

Xarion held the rabbit by one ear, recalling what he had read in the books the night before.

His other hand reached out and lightly pinched one of the rabbit’s hind legs.

This was the Female Master’s pet; he couldn’t squeeze too hard. If he damaged it, she would be angry.

The book had said not to use too much force. Some force was acceptable—but not too much. The key was controlling the pressure.

How exactly was one supposed to judge the right amount of force?

Xarion gently squeezed the rabbit’s leg.

"Chi—!"

Aren’s entire body went rigid. His round rabbit eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Xarion.

Was this man sick in the head?

They were both males. Didn’t Xarion have his own legs? Why was he squeezing his? Why not squeeze his own leg instead? What kind of lunatic behavior was this?

If Aren could speak right now, he would be cursing him to the heavens.

Xarion, completely unaware of the rabbit’s inner outrage, stopped when he heard the squeak. His brows knitted slightly.

"Did that hurt?"

Then that amount of force wouldn’t work. If applied to the Female Master, she would feel pain too.

"Lighter. Try again." His hand returned to the rabbit’s leg.

The book had said that squeezing wasn’t enough. There should also be stroking.

Xarion lightly kneaded the rabbit’s leg... slowly moving upward.

You psychopath! You pervert! You absolute degenerate!

Aren struggled violently in his grip.

Where exactly was this man touching?!

"Stop moving," Xarion said flatly, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

The book clearly stated that this sort of thing was supposed to be pleasurable for both sides.

Even ancestral memory suggested as much.

Yet holding this rabbit, Xarion felt absolutely nothing pleasant at all.

Was he doing it wrong?

"Chi—!"

Seizing the moment while Xarion was distracted in thought, Aren bit down hard on the back of his hand.

Ah—

That hurt!

Wait—he bit Xarion. Why did his own mouth feel like it had slammed into iron?

"Chi! Chi chi!"

Female Master! Help!

There’s a pervert here!

He doesn’t even spare rabbits!

"Xarion, what are you doing?"

Hearing Cotton Candy’s outraged and terrified squeaks, Nix rushed over and scooped the rabbit from Xarion’s hand.

"Xarion, don’t bully Cotton Candy. He’s Rory’s pet. If you hurt him, she’ll be mad."

Aren looked at Nix as if he were a savior descending from the heavens.

Nix was good. A little foolish—but reassuring.

With the rabbit gone, Xarion had no way to continue experimenting. He lay back down in his crystal coffin.

"I wasn’t bullying him," he said calmly.

He had only pinched him twice. He hadn’t even broken anything. Besides, the rabbit had bitten him in return.

He raised his hand to show Nix. "It bit me."

Seeing the clear teeth marks on Xarion’s hand, Nix lightly tapped Cotton Candy’s head.

"Cotton Candy, you’re not allowed to bite people. You can bite Xarion, I guess—he’s tough, nothing will happen. But if you dare bite Rory, I’ll stew you."

"Rory told me there’s a dish called spicy rabbit head. Very delicious. If you bite her, I’ll make you into that."

Aren’s blood ran cold. He hadn’t done anything wrong! Xarion was the one manhandling him!

Had the Beast God gone senile? How could someone like Xarion be matched to the Female Master? He was a complete pervert!

No. He absolutely had to expose Xarion’s true nature to her.

As Nix prepared to carry Cotton Candy away—

"Nix." Xarion suddenly sat up in the crystal coffin.

"What?" Nix turned back.

Xarion held out another Rank Ten insect core. "Get me more books like last night’s."

"I don’t have any more," Nix said honestly. "Yuel only gave me two."

Xarion produced another Rank Ten insect core. "Ask Yuel for two more."

Nix stared at the glittering cores. Xarion really was the wealthiest and most generous in the household. Rank Ten cores as casually as candy.

He quickly grabbed them. "I’ll try. If I get them, I’ll keep these. If Yuel refuses, I’ll return them."

Then he squinted suspiciously. "Xarion... why do you have so many Rank Ten insect cores?"

How many Insectoids had he killed?

"All stolen," Xarion replied lazily, lying back down. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"From the Insectoids?"

"From the Dragon Clan."

Nix’s jaw dropped.

"How? Paros just gave them to you?"

"He can’t beat me."

Even if he could, he wouldn’t fight. Paros wasn’t foolish enough to suffer mutual destruction.

Nix suddenly felt a strange sympathy for Paros. Then, he carried Cotton Candy away.

***

Meanwhile, Rory and Lola Brandon had finished breakfast.

Since Jasper was still unconscious and couldn’t be moved, Rory suggested they remain in the forest for two more days, gathering rare plants and fruits, and return once Jasper woke.

Lola went to find her companions.

Nix returned Cotton Candy to Rory. "Rory, what are we doing today? Hunting more beasts?"

Rory stroked the rabbit’s soft fur and smiled. "No more hunting today. We’re gathering rare fruits and plants."

"Then I’ll prepare to set off." Nix immediately began packing up the campsite.

Whatever Rory decided, he followed.

As he looked at the resting Jasper inside the cabin, he hesitated. "Rory, what about Jasper?"

They couldn’t use aircraft or hover vehicles in the forest, and the mech wasn’t suitable for transporting an unconscious person.

The rest cabin couldn’t be stored with a living being inside.

Rory examined Jasper. He likely wouldn’t wake today.

"Let’s leave him here to rest," she decided. "You and Xarion decide who stays to guard him. The other can come with me."

"There’s no need to discuss," Nix said at once. "Let Xarion go with you. He’s Rank Eleven—it’s safer."

Rory had no objections. She handed Cotton Candy to Nix.

"Take care of him. I’ll get Xarion."

When she stepped outside, Xarion had already stored his crystal coffin and was waiting by the entrance.

Seeing her, he stepped forward and gently took her hand. "Where does the Female Master wish to gather fruits? Shall I take beast form and carry you?"

The books had been clear. Before bonding, the Female Master’s mood must be kept pleasant. She must not be tired.

And there must be more physical contact. That way, during bonding, she would not reject him.

Xarion lightly squeezed Rory’s hand. Her hand was soft. Extremely soft.

Much softer than the rabbit.

The rabbit didn’t even compare.