I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 55

Chapter 55: How to Repay

Alice initially felt a little troubled.

Rather than being shy, she was more anxious.

How could she let her master’s hands touch her like that?

It would, it would get dirty, right?

If it’s a massage, she should be the one serving her master, after all.

But as a maid, it was only natural to fulfill her master’s requests.

The two words “be obedient” fluttered like a spring breeze—her tone wasn’t even that strict, yet the girl found it impossible to resist.

With no other choice, Alice carefully hooked her fingertips around the heel of her shoe, slipped off her little leather shoe, and took off her somewhat damp and muddy white cotton socks, neatly folding them and placing them inside her shoe.

And just like that, a pair of smooth, fair little feet finally shed all restraints and were laid out before Roy.

Now it was Roy’s turn to be at a loss.

Why was this happening?

She said she just wanted a leg massage, but why did she take everything off so cleanly?!

Is this girl a bit too straightforward?!

“Master, I’m sorry, I just finished dancing, so… does it smell…?” Alice’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, wishing she could shrink her head down to hide.

Forget what she said earlier; it was at this moment that she truly felt shame.

Not from shyness around the opposite sex, but more from fear of getting dirt on her master’s hands.

The tips of the girl’s toes curled slightly, looking plump and cute.

“No, it’s not that… it’s just a bit…”

“A bit?”

“Nothing at all.”

Roy hurriedly swallowed his words.

Some things, if said out loud, would definitely make him seem like a pervert!

Being straightforward was one thing, but Alice’s lack of defenses was rooted in the pure trust a maid had for her master!

How could he harbor any filthy thoughts and tarnish this relationship?

To put it simply, since Alice wasn’t ashamed, how could he let her down?!

Just massage, really massage!

“Alright, I’ll begin.”

Roy gathered his thoughts, keeping a pure and professional mindset, and looked over again.

He sat beside Alice, gently lifted her delicate bare foot and placed it on his leg; the touch was as soft as a feather and as tender as clouds.

Looking closely, her feet were beautifully shaped and rounded, with dainty toes and a foot surface that was as smooth and white as milk, and the soles had a faint, adorable rosy hue. Perhaps due to just finishing some exercise, they glistened slightly, looking as appealing as strawberries covered in morning dew.

Roy suppressed the stirring in his heart and began the massage with proper technique.

The girl’s breath hitched, letting out a soft hum.

The warmth from her soles seemed to flow into his heart, warming her while also making her feel restless.

But she immediately covered her mouth.

It was already a big deal for her master to massage her; how could she make any noise to disturb him?

Little did she know, her action only confused Roy.

“Is the pressure okay?”

“Y-yeah, it’s fine.”

“Should I use a bit more force?”

“P-please, Master, do as you wish.”

Roy’s massage technique was learned from Carl. For soldiers, using massages to relieve muscle fatigue was a basic skill, and this technique was standard in the army.

Ideally, those being massaged should be groaning in relaxation.

Even if Alice wasn’t the type to shout, there should be some response, right?

Thinking of this, Roy increased the pressure and pressed down firmly on the center of the girl’s sole.

“Uh… mmm!”

Alice’s body jolted, and a hint of a usually unthinkable embarrassed sound escaped from her fingertips still covering her mouth, while her other hand clutched her skirt tightly.

Her little feet instinctively tried to pull away like a frightened bird but were firmly held in place by Roy, leaving her helpless and pitiful.

Clearly, she was just having her foot held, yet Alice felt like she had fallen into Roy’s palms, unable to struggle, at the mercy of his playful touch.

Seeing the effect, Roy was ecstatic: “Don’t move. Now that’s a reaction!”

“Mmm~… yes.”

Partly because of Roy’s command, partly due to him continuing to work his magic, the waves of pleasant warmth traveling up from her soles made Alice’s legs weak; she could hardly muster any strength.

As Roy made a fist and applied more pressure from above, it launched another round of assault, and the girl finally couldn’t maintain her decorum, letting out a series of cute, nightingale-like chirps.

“Mmm~”

“Mas-master, that… not there…!”

“Just hold on a little longer; it’s almost over!” Roy was sweating profusely, his breath coming in quick bursts.

“Mmm~~! Alice… I really can’t take it anymore…!”

In the hall, a passing maid was stretching lazily while gazing outside at the clear sunlight, yawning, when she suddenly heard a high-pitched sound coming from the dance room that sounded half-sob, which startled her so much she nearly pulled her back out.

It’s only afternoon; is the young master really this bold?

Flushed with embarrassment, the maid quickly fled the scene to avoid hearing more things she shouldn’t.

Meanwhile, the massage in the dance room had finally come to an end.

Alice, completely spent, slumped to the side, her face steadily turning more and more red, her watery, light blue eyes slightly unfocused, and her mouth half-open, letting out soft, pleasant breaths.

This scene made Roy find it somewhat amusing.

Who would’ve thought that the usually calm and indifferent girl could look so adorably flustered?

“So, feeling any better now?”

“Mm… very comfortable,” Alice hesitated for a while before shyly nodding.

“At first, it hurt and was a bit scary, but once I got used to the way my master touched me, it felt really great.” Saying this, Alice’s bare feet under her skirt intertwined as if reflecting on the wonderful sensations from earlier.

“Master seems to have worked hard, huh?” Alice finally steadied her breath and cast a concerned gaze.

…But why does it sound strange when you say you just massaged a foot?

“It’s nothing for me. I’d be happy to do this a hundred times more,” Roy replied with a gentle smile.

Alice’s gaze tightened slightly, and she figured it out.

So, her master actually enjoyed this kind of thing?

If her master liked it, then as a maid, there was no need to shy away from any kind of peculiarities.

“Ah, leave this little thing to me,” Alice suddenly noticed Roy had already picked up a sock to slide onto her toes, making her even more embarrassed.

“In front of me, there’s nothing to be shy about.” Roy didn’t stop his movements at all, treating her delicate foot like a precious treasure as he helped her put on her socks and shoes.

Alice’s heart, which had barely calmed down, began to feel tingly and unsettled again.

As a maid, she wanted to repay Roy’s kindness.

But no matter how she tried to repay, her master always gave her even more tenderness.

While feeling grateful, Alice occasionally found herself in a bit of a dilemma.

If this continued, how could she ever repay her master?