No Beast Girls on the Western Front

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"Waaah...I'm...I'm sorry..." Alpha bent down and buried his head in his hands.

Lacey tried to explain, "But an attack could happen at any moment, and if we don't handle the splitter properly now, I'm worried..."

Well, this girl, Lacey, is actually trying to pressure me with such a fundamental issue.

I really underestimated this silly dog ​​before.

“Divergence, divergence, divergence! You can’t keep bringing up the divergence every day just because you’re in one!” Payne couldn’t help but raise his voice slightly.

But Lacey managed to find a reason to refute: "But if I don't talk about the divergence when I'm talking about it, then when am I supposed to talk about it? We canine beastmen only have two divergences a year."

Even Alpha chimed in, "Yes, we're not like the leader who can disagree all year round."

Xiao En added, "Although the Sheep-type Beastman's branching organ lasts for almost half a year, the vast majority of that time consists of the branching pincers and branching thickeners. Only one or two days in a cycle are the branching organ..."

Paine was almost in tears: "It's true that the terrifying upright ape has great endurance, but there's a limit to that. I'm not a perpetual motion machine..."

"What is a perpetual motion machine?" ×3.

"……forget it."

With things having come to this point, in order to save himself, Payne could only take out his little notebook and take advantage of the beast girl's limited literacy, flipping through it haphazardly while making up some random thoughts:

"Ahem, Lacey, based on the data I've recorded, even if you orcs don't get to your full potential the first time, it can still greatly alleviate the discomfort of the splitter."

"Generally speaking, the first two times are the most effective, so it is not so necessary from the third time onwards."

"Therefore, each of you will only need to do it twice tonight. That's settled."

"Huh, is that really true?..."

As expected, Lacey didn't seem very convinced. She immediately leaned on Payne's shoulder and looked at the little notebook in his hand. "How come I don't remember you only doing it twice with any beast? Didn't you always go all out?"

“Uh… this… this is the data I measured when I was in college.” Payne tried his best to keep a straight face.

This is a lie. He didn't have many opportunities to interact with beast girls during his university years, and each interaction was very short. He never interacted with a beast girl who was in a branching state.

"Huh?..." Lacey made a sound of confusion in her throat, tilting her head to carefully examine the words on the notebook.

Fortunately, the place Pine found was covered with a bunch of mathematical formulas. These were the marks he had casually made in his notebook when he was bored and working on a calculus problem with Miller.

Not just Lacey, not even ordinary people, Pine can guarantee that anyone who hasn't been to college will absolutely not understand what's written.

In this world and in this era, the number of people in the two great empires who have received a university education is barely over 1%.

Miller was the only one who would bring his math and science textbooks with him during the war. He was determined to go back to school after the war and eventually become a chemist.

That's why he became an unofficial gas detector for Company B.

To be honest, Pine envied people like him who, despite the ravages of war, could still steadfastly move towards their ideals.

In his previous life, Payne died in confusion before he had figured out what he wanted to do in the future.

In this life, he originally intended to devote all his passion to the orcs, but as the world war continued, he felt that he was about to burn out.

Another reason for the rapid burnout is the overlapping of the branching mechanisms of the three beasts, Lessie, Shawn, and Alpha.

Thinking this, Payne quietly turned his head to look at Lacey, who was perched on his shoulder, almost face to face with him.

Silly dog, you absolutely mustn't suddenly have a breakthrough!

Chapter 187 CLXXXVI. Inescapable

As it turns out, only mathematics in this world doesn't lie (or even to animals), because if it doesn't, it simply doesn't.

The rough draft he jotted down on the spot proved very useful. Lacey looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. She could only lick his face and say, "Alright, I believe you, Master. Then let's do it twice per beast today."

Hearing what the dog said, Payne finally breathed a sigh of relief, albeit tremblingly.

But when he saw that the three beasts not only showed him no sympathy, but even drooped their ears in slight disappointment, he was overwhelmed with sorrow and raised his voice to cry out:

"Six times! That's a full six times! I'm not much different from a man who does it seven times a night! And it'll continue for several days!"

"What else do you want from me?!"

The three beasts then smiled sheepishly, and Lacey even tried to explain, "We just thought that our master really enjoys playing with us..."

Payne continued to lament, "It's fun at first, of course! But later it's just pure torture!"

"I don't know what it feels like to be forced during your break, but I don't think it would be pleasant, so I have never forced you."

"Although humans and orcs are different, I think you can totally imagine me as an orc in a period of rest!"

"Please, put yourselves in my shoes and be understanding! Waaaaaah..."

The crying was fake, and the kind of fake that was really fake, but the exhaustion in his heart was real, so Payne took the opportunity to snuggle into Lacey's arms, seeking some comfort.

His intense reaction successfully calmed the three beasts down a bit. The sheep and the two dogs came over and started petting Payne's head and back, just like Payne had petted them before.

The three beasts stayed close to Payne, touching each other for several minutes without saying a word.

They seem to be a group of good kids.

However, just as Payne was wiping away some (physiological) tears with a sense of relief, he felt Lacey bend down and whisper something devilish in his ear:

"Um... Master, shall we begin? It'll be too late if we wait any longer..."

Payne: "..."

Don't take any chances; this moment was bound to come sooner or later.

Good kids may be good kids, but they can't overcome the divisive mechanism that nature has given them—that's the only way Payne could console herself.

……

As another morning dawned, Paul, smoking in the trench, looked up and down at Payne, who looked even more haggard, and said half-jokingly, "If you keep going like this, I feel like we'll have to add a new option to the cause of death column."

Payne could only shrug helplessly. "No joke, I'm actually hoping those generals will order an attack soon so I have a legitimate reason to escape all this."

Soldiers, especially those who have been on the battlefield, generally do not like to joke about death.

Of course, that's the general case.

Moreover, not making jokes about death does not mean not making jokes about dead people; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many depressing jokes.

“Your Ruby should still have a lot left, right? Remember to eat well,” Paul added. “She wouldn’t refuse to give you any, would she?”

Payne shrugged. "If she dares not give it to me, I'll ruffle her tail until it's bald."

After a moment of silence, Payne, who had been inhaling secondhand smoke for a long time, finally couldn't hold back any longer and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, deciding to enjoy a full round of secondhand smoke.

Amid the gunfire coming from the French positions, two German soldiers enjoyed a rare moment of peace on the battlefield.

It was a time of peace for Payne in two ways.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Payne felt that the gunfire was a little more intense today than yesterday.

However, neither of them wanted to discuss the battle. After a few minutes, Paul suggested a new idea: "Why don't you go ask Lyle for some advice?"

Payne rolled his eyes at him: "Can his workload match mine?"

Lyle, Paul's classmate, is a burly man with a full beard who has become infatuated with the girls in a military brothel ever since he visited it.

As an ordinary member of the old era (compared to Earth in the 21st century), Lyle still holds many ideas that Payne considers outdated and incorrect:

He once insisted that all the girls working in brothels were obliged to wear silk shirts to entertain them, as ordered by the army.

Even before receiving guests of the rank of captain or higher, one should take a hot bath.

Payne knew that he couldn't really be blamed for having such thoughts; it was just like how millions of people in the world hated beast girls.

Besides, he was a good person, so Payne was able to communicate with him normally.

However, in this era of extremely poor medical and health conditions, Payne had also advised him that even for the sake of his own health, he should go less often or not at all.

However, although he knew better than anyone the sanitary conditions of the brothels and girls supplied to ordinary soldiers, he still gave the expected answer:

"Oh dear, it's not a big deal, the chances are leukemia."

That's true, given how close this guy is to Garden, it's not surprising that he caught up with this "live for the moment" mentality.

At this point, Payne couldn't help but marvel at his good luck:

While people who frequented brothels were suffering from AIDS, syphilis, and gonorrhea, Payne never discovered any beast girls who contracted these diseases, so he was not at risk of infection.

Are the beast girls' immune systems strong enough to resist these diseases?

Or is it the difference in species that prevents them from providing fertile ground for these diseases to thrive? After all, although beast girls are infertile, strictly speaking, they are still reproductively isolated from humans.

However, these hypotheses cannot explain why they are also susceptible to colds and fevers, which humans also get.

When Pine was in college (referring to this world), he was also interested in these phenomena, but the research on this topic was too difficult. Without a foundation in pathology, it was impossible to do it, so he eventually had to give up.

To relieve his frustration, Payne chatted with Paul casually.

The two chatted about everything from the system of military brothels to what kind of person Lyle was at school, from the outdated university majors to the job prospects of animal girl majors, and finally, Pine even started helping Paul with post-war career planning...

Everything that seems daunting in normal times becomes so easy and endearing in the face of war.

However, things didn't go as planned. Just as the two of them had finally managed to extricate themselves from the war, and Payne was somewhat relieved to say that at least Shawn had withdrawn from the fighting ranks, they suddenly heard a scream from not far away.

Chapter 188 CLXXXVII. The Frenchman, Lee is doing gods and demons.

"Holy crap, what's going on?!"

Not only Pine and Paul, but all the soldiers who heard the shouts immediately took their guns off their backs and looked around warily.

Didn't we agree to work together as a team? What's going on here?

The Frenchmen are giving up acting?

Some German soldiers accidentally wounded friendly forces.

Or did the new recruit accidentally injure himself?

“It seems to be over there!”

Soon, someone pointed out the direction from which the shouts came, and several soldiers immediately set off to move through the trenches.

Payne ran to the entrance of the bunker and knocked twice. "Something's happened! Get up! Stephen, you're fast, go check it out!!"

However, quite unusually, Stephen, who usually gets up very early, not only hadn't gotten up yet, but was even muttering reluctantly under Pine's urging:

"Sigh... what kind of mission is it now..."