I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 204

Chapter 57: Resonance of Foodies

If there had to be a line drawn in the relationship between boys and girls, holding hands would definitely be the first step beyond just being friends.

This girl may be carefree, but isn’t she a bit too casual about it?

Roy glanced at Nia and pointed out, “Are you sure? I mean, I’m still a guy, you know.”

He thought that maybe this reminder would make the girl shy and pull her hand back.

But to his surprise, that fair little hand didn’t retreat; instead, it wiggled in front of him.

“So what? It’s just holding hands!”

“You said it yourself: too many people, afraid of getting lost.”

Nia replied matter-of-factly, showing no signs of hesitation.

“But…”

“Oh, you’re not shy, are you?” Nia suddenly covered her mouth with a laugh, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Heh heh, getting shy over holding hands, you’re such a pure one.”

?

Roy couldn’t pretend he didn’t hear that.

Come on, you single-born pure elf really shouldn’t be laughing at me?!

Roy casually reached out his hand and, like an eagle grabbing a chick, seized her soft palm.

Not only did he grab it, but he pressed his fingertips tightly against hers, not giving her a chance to escape.

“!”

He felt her tremble.

Nia’s hand was soft, with none of the callouses that came from wielding dual swords; instead, it was as delicate as a flower petal.

And being held like this made Nia lose her earlier boldness, her confidence fading away.

As Roy had guessed, while Nia often talked big and even tossed out risqué jokes, her elf’s innocent and conservative nature was deeply ingrained.

It was easy to have her under control. Look who’s regretting it now after all that trash talk!

“Holding hands and getting shy? You’re genuinely pure,” Roy wore a victorious smile, turning the tables and leading Nia toward the center of the crowd.

However, Roy only guessed half of it right.

The girl’s ears were burning red, just as she had thought; she felt shy and flustered. But the slight upward curve of her lips showed no remorse.

The commercial district gathered shops from all over Veszyra, a true cultural exhibition of the world.

The Lionheart Kingdom was famous for its magical beasts, while the Emerald Council excelled in producing fruits and vegetables. Neither paid much attention to their homeland’s specialties, instead focusing on foreign sights they rarely saw.

Goldsand Country was rich in precious metals and renowned for its refining techniques. The exported jewelry was exquisitely crafted, each piece elegant and shimmering with luxury.

Unfortunately, Nia was broke; these unaffordable items only made her more nostalgic for days of wealth.

The South Sea Kingdom thrived on poetry and drama, with performance quality far exceeding those mediocre idols Roy knew from his previous life. Especially with Veszyra’s performances featuring extraordinary props—fireballs and lightning effects galore, and the magical harp sounded nothing short of excellent.

Most importantly, there were graceful ladies clad in revealing outfits dancing around.

Roy initially wanted to watch more, but Nia pinched him hard, forcing him to give up.

After strolling for half a day, only the snack street won both of their foodie approvals.

Roy felt relieved; Veszyra was not some dark medieval period—where else would they have such delicious food?

Lionheart Kingdom’s crispy roast suckling pig, South Sea Kingdom’s salt and pepper grilled shrimp, Goldsand Country’s golden glutinous rice balls, and the Frost Empire’s frozen cotton candy.

The two turned into merciless foodies, tasting every snack from all corners of Veszyra: sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy.

By the way, due to their bloodline, elf descendants were all vegetarians, with very light diets.

Except for Nia, who surprisingly devoured meat like a champ.

According to her, she couldn’t eat meat back then; a bite of grilled sausage would send her stomach into spasms and lead to instant vomiting.

But she loved it.

Roasted meat was simply too delicious, and even though she would throw up every time she ate it, she couldn’t help but order some when she visited taverns.

Over time, she actually surpassed her racial limitations, evolving to have a stomach that could handle meat. Truly a unique occurrence.

“Speaking of which, have we eaten through the entire street?” Roy asked, realizing his stomach had reached its limit.

Nia swallowed the last bite of her grilled sausage in a few bites, then said with reluctance, “Seems like it!”

“Then we should go…”

“Next up is round two!”

The girl beside him was licking her lips, her eyes shining with excitement, clearly just warming up.

Roy was already feeling a bit bent over, but the slender girl showed no signs of bloat, which was simply hard for him to comprehend.

Noticing Roy staring at her stomach, Nia’s heart skipped a beat.

Oh no.

She had been too focused on eating!

Most guys probably don’t like girls who can eat so much, right?

And thinking back, it was Roy who had been paying for everything along the way.

Eating without restraint like this must have tanked her impression points, right?!

“Sorry, it seems like we’ve eaten too much!” Nia laughed awkwardly, a bit embarrassed.

“How about we stop here? I can show you around other places?”

“No need, I’m not full yet, let’s keep eating.” Roy shook his head, feeling a bit confused.

As a foodie, Roy hated being hungry first and hated interruptions to his meals second. What he wouldn’t want for himself, he wouldn’t impose on others.

“Just eat whatever you want; I’ll stay with you.”

Nia’s eyes lit up, more sparkling than the gems she had seen earlier.

But her sensitive heart forced her to stifle her inner beast.

He might say he doesn’t mind out of politeness! But if she kept eating, she’d definitely be seen as a glutton!

“No, no, no! No one likes a girl who eats too much!” Nia covered her little belly and pretended to be poised, cracking a joke.

“Is that so?” Roy didn’t quite get that viewpoint. “I actually think you shouldn’t worry about it.”

“You look cute when you eat.”

Nia blinked, stunned into silence, frozen in place.

Cute, huh?

Nia’s heart raced, feeling an unusual warmth flood over her, dizzy from the sudden rush.

Looking at the silent girl, Roy inwardly cursed.

How could praising someone for eating be considered a compliment? It sounded more like backhanded criticism!

“Uh, what I meant was, your figure is great, so it’s fine to eat more!”

“Maybe, maybe not!”

Nia turned on her heel and bolted, dragging Roy away from the snack street in a hurry.

Elven girls had a lot to say, and their voices were melodious like silver bells ringing when the wind blew.

Thus, this brief moment of silence made Roy feel particularly uncomfortable.

Did she get mad because of what he just said?

Just as Roy pondered the reason for the girl’s silence, Nia suddenly stopped, looked up, vigorously shaking Roy’s arm, her other hand pointing excitedly across the street, nearly bursting into song.

“Roy, Roy! Let’s go check that out!”

Roy’s face instantly turned weird.

Because the direction she was pointing was a café.

The sign outside clearly read, “Seasonal Limited Couple Event.”