It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

When the youth found himself transmigrated into the interstellar world of the future, he was a bit dumbfounded. En, as dumbfounded as a primitive person crossing over into modern society. He has now become a primitive person. Fortunately, this super thick golden thigh, cold, interstellar lord major general with fair skin, handsome looks, and long legs could easily lift you up to the sky and fly. But what if this golden thigh wants to throw you to his territory planet to muddle along while waiting for death like a dandy, and you even have to carry out the task of going forth to multiply, reproducing like a pig? “No need… I like men.” This absolutely pure straight lad has surely dug a pit,...