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I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 256

Chapter 109: Not Quite a Prank

Nia always thought of herself as fearless, whether it was facing dangerous monsters or desperate outlaws. Even when confronting the terrifying creature of All Things Wither, fear was rare—mostly just annoyance.

But seeing the scars on Roy made her heart ache.

Even now, recalling the moment the young boy faced the sky-blocking Tree Giant sent chills down her spine.

“What do you have to apologize for?” Roy turned his head, frowning unhappily.

All Things Wither came for my bloodline. If not for me, you wouldn’t have gotten dragged into this. So, rounding it off, doesn’t that mean I sort of got you into trouble?” Nia shrugged, feeling a bit gloomy.

“Honestly, I was thinking, if I had just gone back with Mom like a good girl, maybe I wouldn’t have dragged you into this… Ow!”

Roy swatted her on the head, cutting off her self-pitying rant.

Nia often used her cheerful smile to cover her negative feelings, appearing close yet actually distancing herself from others.

But still, she was a sensitive girl at heart. Facing the lethal danger from the Cultists, how could she really be indifferent?

Yet now, at least she could express her inner unease and guilt, which showed her trust in herself.

However, Roy absolutely disagreed with this self-torturing guilt.

“What nonsense are you spewing? If anyone should be blamed, it’s the Cult. What’s that got to do with you? The victim-blaming trend has long since gone out of style.” Roy lay back on her lap, scolding her in an annoyed tone.

“Besides, even if you had obediently gone home, it was only a matter of time before All Things Wither came after you.”

The boy teased, “If you really feel guilty, instead of moping around here, why not go beat the stuffing out of those Cultists next time?”

Nia couldn’t help but chuckle, “You have a point there.”

“And this Cultist attack is an opportunity.” Roy squinted his eyes.

“Opportunity?” Nia blinked in confusion.

“Think about it. The original purpose of this Trial was to prove to Lady Janthea that we have potential beyond Roylin and the others, right? Surviving this terror attack would be more convincing than anything we could achieve in the Trial, don’t you think?”

“This is actually a great chance to prove ourselves!” Roy grinned, clearly making light of the situation.

Hearing this, Nia finally burst into laughter, shaking off her somber mood: “If you put it that way, we might as well thank them!”

Their laughter intertwined like silver bells, lightly echoing in the small tent.

Roy slightly restrained his smile and softly said, “So, don’t overthink it. Just consider it another adventure.”

Nia paused for a moment, then nodded and returned his smile with a radiant one: “Yeah!”

Another adventure with you, Nia silently added in her heart.

The girl gave her face a firm pat and, when she opened her eyes, she was fully back to her usual self, rolling up her sleeves with enthusiasm.

This was the Nia Roy remembered her as.

“Exactly, just like you said, let’s take care of those damn Cultists and impress Mom.” Nia extended a small fist toward the boy.

Roy raised his hand, gently bumping hers with a light fist.

“By the way, you’re pretty good at comforting girls. Did you say similar things to someone else before?”

The smoothly talking boy was suddenly at a loss for words, then turned his head and yawned: “I’m tired, time to sleep.”

“Alright, alright, go to sleep.”

“Don’t pull any pranks while I’m asleep, okay?”

“Hey, what do you think I am?!”

Seeing Nia regain her spirits, Roy felt relieved and lay there on her soft, ample lap, gradually drifting off to sleep under the sweet aroma of jasmine.

Inside the little tent, the boy’s serene breaths soon filled the air.

It was only then that a gentle wave of softness rippled in Nia’s eyes.

She knew Roy was just comforting her, but those simple, ordinary words felt like magic, giving her drops of courage and strength.

The boy’s companionship was the source of her bravery.

From the initial crisis of being chased by the teacher, to the deadly moment during their adventure with Black Claw, and even to that cold, lonely rainy night, it was Roy who had guided her.

Nia had dreamed of her father since she was young, then of Adventurers.

But now, she understood she was chasing more than just a father like a hero, or an Adventurer representing freedom and rebellion; it was their courage to break free from the chains of fate and pursue happiness.

Nia had always wanted to become that kind of person.

Now, not only did she want to be that person, but she also wanted to be by the side of someone like that, chasing happiness together.

With this thought, Nia reached out her delicate hand, lifting the boy’s bangs to closely examine his peaceful and charming sleeping face.

Roy really did seem exhausted. His breathing was steady, his black lashes lightly trembling, and his sturdy chest rising and falling gently.

Looking at him, it was hard to imagine he was the decisive legendary Adventurer, the extraordinary person who faced the Cult without fear, the boy who felt awkward holding hands and blushed at sharing drinks—ordinary yet extraordinary.

But no matter which side of him it was, she wanted it all.

Gazing at the boy resting on her lap, Nia’s lips curled into a mischievous smile.

What a great opportunity! Resisting the urge to prank him was going to be tough!

After all, he was sleeping soundly now, and who would know if she secretly did something, right?

“Don’t blame me for not being human; if anyone’s to blame, it’s your irresistible charm~”

Nia mischievously whispered, swallowed hard, and slowly leaned down.

However, just as she was about to touch the boy’s slightly parted lips, her movements slowed down.

Beneath her little devilish facade, the soft emotions and shyness reflected in her emerald eyes were her true feelings.

Her green hair cascaded down, covering their sides.

But the tips of her delicate elven ears turned red like strawberries.

When she lifted her head again, Nia weakly covered her lips.

Looking at the faint trace of moisture on the boy’s face, the elven girl quietly murmured, “This level doesn’t count as a prank, right…”

——————

In the profound darkness, Roy’s consciousness remained remarkably clear.

Though it sounded simple, he understood that the threat of the Cultists wouldn’t be so easy.

【Alert! Progress Detected in Counterfactual Node! Every choice will alter your fate, choose wisely! Keep it up!】

【Current Counterfactual Node: Nightingale】

【Lionheart Counterfactual Progress】: 40%

The counterfactual node hung over him like the sword of Damocles, constantly reminding Roy that the moment of true choice was still far from here.

The fear of death lurked at his side, but now Roy would no longer let fear halt his steps.

Just as he and Nia had pledged, he had to deal with the Cultists, gain Lady Janthea’s recognition—and most importantly, return alive with Nia.

Their adventure would not stop here.

【Confirming the consumption of 1 Counterfactual Point, starting projection of the Path to Kingship!】

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

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

反派恶少的我真不想被女主倒追啊 作
Status: Ongoing
No harem, no NTR. I transmigrated into a *Feng Ao Tian* galgame as the villainous playboy and immediately offended the fated heroine! Following the plot would mean certain death! To survive, I had no choice but to train the fated heroine into a loyal little maid while turning over a new leaf and keeping my distance from the other heroines. But why is it that after I cleaned up my act and stayed away, they started chasing after me instead?! So we're dropping all pretenses now, huh? After ten years of careful cultivation, the fated heroine is already loyal to me! What’s there to fear from the rest of you?! Come at me! “Alice, save me!” But who would’ve thought that the cool and adorable saintess, my supposed loyal little maid, would dare to turn the tables on me?! How dare you rebel?! “Master, I’m sorry, Alice has been a bad girl~” I get it, I really do, but what’s with the hearts in your eyes?! Don’t come any closer!!!

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