I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 54

Chapter 54: Coach, I Want to Learn to Dance

Roy was looking forward to Alice growing up quickly while also cherishing the time he spent teaching her as her senior.

But the day when the master-servant roles flipped was utterly unexpected.

“Anya, I want to learn to dance.”

“Master, let me teach you.”

“???”

Faced with a Roy full of question marks, Anya immediately explained, “That’s right, young master. Alice’s dancing is comparable to any noble lady, and you two have similar builds. She’s much more suited to be your dance teacher than I am.”

She was clearly fluent, as if she had prepared for this beforehand.

Roy couldn’t help but sigh at Alice’s proficiency.

Remember, the little maid was waking up early every day to hone her Extraordinary Power, alongside handling complicated housework and academic tutelage, all while busy until late at night.

When did she also find the time to learn how to dance?

Good grief, there was no need for him to teach at all; the mature heroine had already learned how to take care of herself!

So Roy’s afternoon social etiquette class transformed into dance lessons, personally taught one-on-one by the little maid.

Every lord’s estate had a dance room.

The dance room in the afternoon was bathed in warm sunshine, with soft, cozy light. The interior decoration was simple yet elegant, and although the yellow wooden floor looked somewhat worn, it was still spotless, reflecting the surroundings clearly.

Perhaps a bit too clearly.

Roy accidentally caught a glimpse of the scenery beneath Alice’s short skirt and quickly averted his gaze.

Why was she wearing plain white? She was clearly a blossoming young girl; that was way too bland.

But underwear was a personal preference, so Roy didn’t say anything.

“By the way, Alice, what made you suddenly want to learn to dance? Are you really interested in this?” Roy couldn’t hide his curiosity.

Alice shook her head, then looked at him with her light blue eyes and gently said, “Master wants to dance with the princess, so Alice is learning in advance, so I can help you practice.”

Indeed, to avoid embarrassment when dancing with Charlotte in the future, Roy needed to practice ahead of time.

He just didn’t expect that, having mentioned it casually, the little maid would take it to heart.

Roy instantly felt motivated: “It’s rare for Alice to work so hard; looks like I need to step up too!”

“Please give me your hand, Master.”

Roy took Alice’s hand, the soft touch like a fluffy cloud, refreshing his spirits.

Despite practicing swordsmanship every day, his palms were still so soft; was this also due to her being an Extraordinary Being?

“…Master, there’s no need to hold hands like that while dancing,” Alice said, her shy gaze darting away.

“…I’m sorry.” Roy was deeply embarrassed and quickly withdrew the hand.

With Alice’s words, the atmosphere grew a bit awkward, leaving the young boy fumbly and unsure.

At that moment, the little maid softly said, “Master, please place your other hand on my waist next.”

“Like this?”

Roy reached around Alice’s back, feeling for the large bow under her maid dress, gently wrapping his arm around her.

“!” Alice froze for a moment, her body quivering like an iris swaying in the spring breeze.

“Not there, a bit higher.” Her delicate voice lost its indifference, softening.

“Oh, is this better?”

Roy adjusted his hand upward after some fumbling until he finally assumed the starting position for the ballroom dance.

Holding her pale little hand, wrapping his arm around her slender waist, he found himself looking at the girl’s exquisitely artistic face, inhaling the faint floral fragrance of irises, making him momentarily lose focus.

“Now, follow my lead.”

“Mm!”

It was only when the girl’s gentle voice called out that Roy managed to pull his attention back from her beautiful face.

“One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four…”

The basic steps were fine at first, but as the rhythm quickened, their movements became increasingly intimate, charged with tension. Golden hair brushed against Roy’s cheek, and the soft form pressed into his embrace multiple times, fleeting yet leaving behind a lingering warmth.

In front of an angelic girl, Roy simply couldn’t keep his focus. He stepped on her foot several times, causing her to emit little cries of distress.

After a while, Alice’s light blue eyes were no longer calm, glistening with a thin layer of tears.

Roy hadn’t expected that while he could toy with Alice effortlessly in swordsmanship, it was the complete opposite when it came to dancing.

“I’m sorry! Did that hurt?” Roy asked, guilt-ridden.

Alice obediently shook her head, her tear-filled eyes blinking, “As long as I can help Master, it’s okay even if it hurts.”

Roy felt as if an invisible sword had pierced his chest, engulfed by guilt.

What a shame! The poor girl was trying so hard to teach him; how could he be so embarrassing?!

Roy had no choice but to bite his tongue and fix his gaze on Alice’s feet, forcing himself to focus. Finally, the pair made some progress, his initially clumsy movements began to synchronize with Alice’s rhythm.

At least he wouldn’t stomp on her little feet anymore.

However, as time passed, Alice gradually struggled to keep up.

Being a girl and younger than Roy, even as an Extraordinary Being, her stamina couldn’t match his. As they danced, beads of sweat started forming on her forehead, her face flushed, and her fitted dress started to heave, gasping for air.

“Let’s take a break for a bit,” Roy said after finishing a set.

“Eh? Master, Alice can keep going!” Alice panted lightly, forcing herself to rally.

But the weariness in her delicate expression was hard to conceal.

Roy sighed helplessly, poked the smooth forehead of the girl lightly, and said firmly, “Listen to me.”

“Mm.” Alice then covered her head, reluctantly nodding.

So, the duo sat in a corner of the dance room, enjoying the warm breeze from outside as they rested.

Roy was fine, hardly breaking a sweat.

But Alice was clearly running out of steam.

The little maid shifted her waist and stretched her arms, occasionally letting out soft sighs, clearly fatigued.

Most importantly, she kept massaging her little calves.

Roy noticed that after they had been dancing for a while, Alice’s footsteps became a bit stiff.

It wasn’t surprising.

Dance practice was hard on the legs, and especially since he had stepped on her so many times earlier.

Seeing the little maid’s shoes marked by his footsteps, Roy couldn’t help but feel guilty.

It was lucky it was Alice; if it had been a proper dance instructor, even if they didn’t say anything, they’d certainly be seething with resentment inside.

“Alice, let me give you a massage.”

Roy said as the little maid who was moving her shoulders halted, noticing where Roy’s gaze was directed, her toes instantly curling in.

“How could this be?!”

“Alice is just a maid; how could I trouble Master with this…”

The little maid shook her head vigorously, her hands waving in refusal.

Roy wasn’t about to take no for an answer, immediately getting up and squatting down by her feet.

Seeing the girl appear hesitant and curled up, Roy had to switch to a more assertive tone: “Listen to me.”

With that, Alice’s little foot, which had been shrinking back, obediently extended forward again.

Roy had found the magic word to deal with Alice; as long as he said “listen,” the little maid would always comply.

Of course, Roy only said this when Alice had been overworking herself.