I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 130

Chapter 127: Meow~

Roy feigned disappointment and sighed, “Maybe I should just go find Choco and Vanilla; at least they’re more obedient.”

“Uh!!”

“And you said any request could be made, women, oh women…”

Under the relentless questioning, Charlotte finally couldn’t hold out and admitted defeat, “What’s so hard about it? I’ll just do it!”

Roy instantly turned around, added conditions with smoothness only a memorized script could bring, “When you do it, best lean forward a bit, make your hands into cat paw shapes, and your expression… that looks just like it now.”

That’s the kind of shameful yet trying-to-be-cute expression he wanted!

“Hey! Don’t go too far!” Charlotte yelled in anger.

So Roy started reciting again, “Alas, poor me, Roy…”

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it, isn’t that good enough?!”

Under Roy’s teasing, the princess finally surrendered.

So, the little princess obediently stood beside Roy, following his instructions, slightly bending her graceful waist, lifting her skirted rear, leaning forward, hands turned into cat paws, with her sparkly, crimson eyes glistening with moisture, feeling humiliated yet helplessly meowed out.

“Meow, meow, meow~!”

Roy’s heart twitched, revealing a face full of happiness.

Incredible!

“Oh my, where did this well-behaved kitty come from?” He couldn’t help but reach out his hand to pet Charlotte’s head.

Who knows what this hairpiece was made of? It was so soft and warm, feeling almost real.

“Meow?!” A tingling sensation at her ear tips made Charlotte’s legs tremble, nearly collapsing on the spot.

“Idiot, you can’t do that there!”

“What happened to any request being okay?”

While saying this, Roy pinched the tips of her cat ears, playfully scratching the insides with his fingertips.

In his past life as a cat café enthusiast, his cat-petting skills were top-notch.

But Charlotte was overdoing it with her performance! Even a true catgirl would react like this.

He had no idea that what he was touching wasn’t some hairpiece at all.

To up the realism, Charlotte had prepared a bottle of transformation magic potion, and now, she was a bona fide catgirl!

Roy’s reckless handling of her sensitive ears, something that should have been humiliating, sent indescribable pleasure coursing through her that she found hard to resist.

Most importantly, seeing Roy’s ecstatic enjoyment, Charlotte couldn’t bring herself to say a word of refusal.

Well, for his sake, she could endure this.

If anything, it was actually rather pleasant…

“Meow…!”

The girl could only lay on the edge of the bed, mewing and whining, enduring Roy’s playful antics.

Her perfectly straight legs, once encased in black lace stockings, gradually softened under this onslaught, and the tail hidden behind her skirt wagged enthusiastically.

“No, no, really can’t hold on much longer, meow!”

By the time Roy finally pulled back his hands, Charlotte’s face was flushed, tongue out, feeling utterly drained like a pile of cotton.

“And now…,” Roy’s gaze shifted back to her cat tail.

“Meow?! The tail is absolutely off-limits!” Charlotte jolted in shock, her eyes wide with moisture as she panicked and covered her skirt.

“Look, I’m here to take care of you, not to play with you!”

Charlotte switched tactics, grabbing a covered breakfast from the side cart.

Seeing that, Roy instantly felt PTSD creeping in.

This time, it was his turn to back down: “No thanks, I can handle this little thing myself.”

As he reached out, Charlotte swatted his hand away.

“I said I’m taking care of you, got a problem with that?” The girl held her fork and knife, a glint of fierce determination in her eyes.

“No, none at all.”

Why is this maid so fierce?!

To Roy’s surprise, Charlotte had indeed improved a lot this time.

She picked up a steaming piece of omelette, blew on it lightly, then carefully brought it to Roy while shielding it with her other hand.

Though her movements were still a bit clumsy, they were much gentler than before.

Clearly, her maid training wasn’t just talk.

“Ah~”

“I’m not a kid anymore.”

“When I say, you respond!”

Roy helplessly replied: “Ah~”

As the omelet entered his mouth, Charlotte looked even happier than if she were the one eating, a satisfied smile gracing her lips.

With her bright smile, even the plainest dish suddenly seemed extraordinarily delicious.

“I told you, you’ve improved so much!”

After breakfast, Charlotte continued to serve Roy tea, gave him health tonics, and even tidied up the room.

What should’ve been the most mundane tasks seemed to get her excited.

Her clumsy but vibrant figure was warmer than the bright sun outside, becoming a sight Roy could never tire of.

Once these chores were finished, Charlotte put her hands on her hips, wiping her sweat, and looked straight at Roy: “We have one last thing left.”

Charlotte said earnestly, “Strip.”

“???”

Seeing Roy’s strange expression, Charlotte panicked and quickly explained, “Don’t think too much! I just need to change your bandages and apply the ointment!”

Roy still hesitated: “I think I should do this myself.”

“What are you afraid of? Last time was just an accident!”

Roy wasn’t afraid of being wrapped up like a mummy; he just felt uncomfortable being exposed in front of a girl.

Especially with Charlotte looking at him like a predator, it felt very ominous!

“N-no, no, no, this is quite a hassle. Just call Choco and the others over.”

Charlotte lost her patience: “Stop your nonsense, I said I’d do it!”

Without hesitation, Charlotte climbed onto the bed, going straight for it, giving Roy no chance to resist or refute, leaving him on the verge of tears.

Seriously, this maid is way too assertive! How could she be this rude to her master?!

He suddenly missed that obedient little maid a lot.

Speaking of which, his letter from her should have arrived a couple of days ago. I wonder how Alice is doing now.

Roy wasn’t worried about Alice’s safety; he just felt nostalgic after not seeing her for a while.

Especially while being strong-armed down by a certain princess, it made him miss Alice’s gentle touch even more.

Well, since he couldn’t counter her, Roy resigned himself to give in and let her strip him.

As the bandages fell away, his battered body was exposed to the girl.

The Dragon King’s power had been too overwhelming, tearing Roy’s muscles from the inside out; despite being healed by the court’s apothecary, the black and red scars covering his body were still a sight to behold.

Charlotte gazed at Roy’s scorched body, almost unable to find a single intact piece of skin and couldn’t help but feel immense pain for him, lowering her gaze.

Afraid of causing him harm, Charlotte cautiously extended a delicate white fingertip to touch Roy’s chest.

“Does it still hurt?” she asked, her brows knitted, her tone filled with concern.