I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 463

Chapter 9: So Cute

The nighttime in the forest was dangerous and made movement inconvenient.

Roy had already chosen a campsite, set up barriers, and ended today’s exploration.

He initially wanted to help Alice start a fire, cook, and set up the tent, but the little maid replied, “No need to trouble the master,” and handled everything by herself, leaving Roy feeling a bit awkward.

Watching the little maid busily moving without a word, Roy sighed.

When Alice was in a bad mood, she wouldn’t fuss or make a show of it; she simply kept it bottled up inside.

Clearly, the little maid was still upset about losing their game from earlier in the day.

Roy understood that, with Alice’s abilities, even if she struggled a bit, she could have handled that thing.

But the moment he saw Alice get knocked away, he instinctively jumped in to help.

You might not believe it, but it was like his hand acted on its own.

“Master, dinner’s ready!”

“Let’s wait a bit before eating. I have something for you.”

Roy presented a shimmering mithril longsword.

“Your sword got damaged during the day, right? While projection weapons can’t be stored permanently, this should be fine for a couple of days.”

“Mithril is as light as a feather and as sturdy as dragon scales; it should be much better than your previous sword.”

Alice took the longsword and stared at it intently for a while.

Her expression rarely changed, but that made any slight shift all the more noticeable.

Her long, soft eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her flawless face seemed to glow softly, as if she were a girl receiving a doll, cradling the mithril sword gently.

Especially after hearing that it couldn’t be stored permanently, she seemed to cherish it even more.

“Thank you, Master.”

“Do you like it?” Roy involuntarily grinned and said proudly, “There are even better weapons to come.”

The Workshop of Platinum had reserved a slot for crafting a class-defying weapon, but unfortunately, the right materials weren’t available yet.

“As long as it’s from the Master, I like anything,” Alice softly murmured.

For others, this might feel like a cliché or an exaggerated statement, but from the girl, it seemed incredibly sincere.

Roy seized the opportunity, “So, let’s not be mad about what happened during the day, okay?”

Alice froze for a moment, looking a bit dazed: “Alice isn’t mad at all…”

“Just that level, even without the Master intervening, would’ve been fine.”

“As a maid, Alice will never be angry at the Master. Moreover…”

Alice paused, her gaze softening: “Alice knows that the Master was just worried about me.”

Her light blue eyes, like clear amber, rippled with waves more gentle than a spring breeze.

“I’m sorry for making the Master worry.”

“No, no, no, ultimately, I’m the one at fault here. I should be the one apologizing, right?”

“But the Master didn’t do anything wrong, so it should be Alice who apologizes.”

“Sigh, kid, I said it’s my fault…”

An odd psychological sparring match erupted between the master and maid until the stew pot next to them started boiling over, forcibly ending this debate.

Dinner was a sandwich Alice had prepared earlier, stored in her magic ring, and a rich soup made from wild vegetables, mushrooms, and game she collected today.

Alice’s cooking was good enough to make even simple ingredients come alive; they were eating as well outside as if they were at home.

However, after a satisfying meal, bedtime didn’t feel as leisurely as it would at home.

Roy sat by the tent, “I’ll take the night watch. You should rest first.”

“But…”

“No buts. I have the ability of [Insomnia], and it’s fine if I don’t sleep all night, so you can rest easy.”

With such ample reasoning, Alice had no objections.

“Then, thank you, Master.”

“Not a bother. You’ve been busy all day,” Roy chuckled a bit.

After all this time, Alice still tended to be overly polite.

Honestly, it wouldn’t hurt to relax a little…

“By the way, take off your dirty clothes; I’ll wash them for you, and they should dry by tomorrow morning.”

Roy snapped his fingers, splashing a few droplets.

[Weapon Projection: Pure Water] produced a water flow that removed dirt with just a light touch, as if it were cleaning detergent.

However, using it required cutting clothes with the water blade, which felt a bit strange.

Girls are always keen on cleanliness; although Alice didn’t specifically request it, she likely had a desire for it.

“Eh? But, um…” Alice looked a bit troubled.

Roy feared Alice would get polite again, casually waved his hand, “No buts; this little task isn’t a big deal.”

“You usually wash my clothes; wouldn’t it be nice to let me help you this once?”

The girl still hesitated: “But, do I really have to take it off?”

“Of course. Oh, I’ll turn my back, so you don’t need to worry.”

Seeing Roy’s determination, Alice finally made up her mind and slowly started to strip off the constricting clothing.

Logically speaking, as a maid, even if this kind of request was made, she should determine to carry it out without hesitation, fulfilling her master’s wishes.

If it were before, Alice would have had that confidence.

But somehow, just being looked at by her master, holding hands, made Alice’s heart race like a wild deer.

Suddenly undressing completely… it was impossible to calm down inside.

But since the master wanted it…

Roy considered himself quite the gentleman.

Soon, the white school uniform jacket and little boots with white socks were set aside.

But just then, a strange piece of fabric was placed next to him.

It was a soft white pleated skirt, like flower petals.

Roy’s expression darkened immediately.

“Wait a minute, what are you doing?!”

“Eh, didn’t the Master say to take off clothes?”

“When did I ever… ugh, even so, you don’t need to take off so much! Just the shoes and jacket are fine!”

Seriously, did this girl trust herself too much? Did she think her master would just roll with anything?

Did she not consider what might happen if he went a little wild and knocked her down?!

Seeing her small hand trembling as she withdrew the skirt, Roy initially planned to scold her further, but the words stuck in his throat.

In the original work, Alice was quite slow on the emotional front.

Just like those oblivious characters in anime, completely relying on serendipity to attract girls like Charlotte.

So, maybe he shouldn’t be too harsh on her.

However, what Roy didn’t know was, now dressed in her skirt, Alice crawled into the tent, curled up in the corner, hugging her knees like a big golden retriever squirrel, and covered her face with all her might.

From her ears to her neck, her fair skin flushed bright red.

She had been so careless! She almost offended her master! What a blunder!

Alice peeked through her fingers towards the figure outside the tent, as if relieved but also vaguely disappointed.

That earlier moment, it seemed Master wasn’t interested in her at all…

After washing the clothes and hanging them by the campfire, Roy sat down, only to see a bit of Alice’s figure peeking out from the tent.

Her light golden hair fell loosely, removing a bit of her childishness and adding some elegance; in the flickering campfire light, she looked like a fairy from a fairy tale.

“Master, good night.”

Roy finally snapped back to reality, “Good night.”

After completing this ritual, Alice looked like a little girl who had received candy, gently squinting her eyes with satisfaction before diving back into the tent.

The young boy silently stared at the tent for a long time before rubbing his head and muttering, “So cute.”