As a Villain I Really Don’t Want To Be Pursued by the Heroine

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Speaking of which, cults aren’t cabbages; for a son of a border count, it’s actually harder to encounter one!

Casting aside thoughts of the cult, Roy fetched pen and paper, outlining his life plans henceforth.

Goal one, nurture the little maid into a grand archangel. However, nurturing is a long-term affair, one that requires patience.

Goal two, make swift changes, shedding the influence of ‘the wicked young Roy’. Whether it’s raising Alice, studying transcendental theories, or inheriting the family, the moniker ‘wicked young’ is a debuff. The pressing matter is to erase this debuff as soon as possible.

Hmm…

They say three strikes, three strikes, but it seems something’s missing?

Transcendental powers can’t be rushed; follow the plot normally, and father will provide the 【Iron Blood】 potion.

No need to worry about the cult for now.

Right, how could I almost forget the harem belonging to Alice in the original work!

Roy penned the final goal.

Goal three, keep a distance from Alice’s yuri harem.

After all, the original work is a yuri game, with each conquest being a pampered lady of heaven, from princesses of kingdoms to legendary mages, each fiercely formidable.

No matter which path is taken, they will join Alice to annihilate ‘the wicked young Roy’.

If possible, Roy would rather not entangle with these ‘conquests’.

But there’s actually no need to worry.

It’s still early before “Angel’s Rondo” officially begins, far from the time for these yuri harems to appear!

So, goal three, there’s nothing to fret about!

…Thinking this way, isn’t it quite relaxing?

Roy’s gaze drifted towards the not-so-distant ‘King’s Homeland’.

Sunshine, lounge chairs, tea, little sweets.

Perhaps a lie-down?

Alas, a polite knock suddenly interrupted Roy’s idle thoughts.

“What is it?”

“Master, Sister Anya sent me to deliver some snacks and tea.”

“No need…” Mid-sentence, Roy realized the visitor was none other than his little maid.

Others’ tea, no good.

From noble mtl dot come

Alice’s tea, very good!

Roy took two steps in three to the door, opening it proactively for Alice: “Come in quickly.”

The little maid wheeled in the cart.

She caught sight of the desk laden with books, her heart filled with surprise.

All the seniors at the Marquis’ mansion had told her, Roy was a good-for-nothing without learning.

What on earth are they talking about?

“Master, I hope I’m not disturbing you?”

“Not at all, I was feeling thirsty myself. Oh, and, there’s no need for such formality, ‘you’ will do just fine.”

“Understood.”

Alice responded while she began tidying up the desk laden with books.

The young maid had previously worked in a bar, her movements quick and deft, a fact evident from her morning routine of clearing the dining table.

But faced with a desk full of books, their edges gilded, heavy and expensive, she hesitated, fearful of damaging them, momentarily unsure where to start.

Roy noticed and took the initiative, casually piling the books to one side.

The maid panicked slightly, “Master?! How can I possibly trouble you to do this…”

“It’s no bother, just lending a hand.” Roy quickly stacked the books aside, chuckling, “Didn’t we agree? ‘You’ is just fine.”

The clear sunlight from outside the window fell upon the boy’s gentle demeanor, catching Alice off guard.

Indeed, the master was kind.

What were those seniors talking about? The master clearly loved learning, was kind and approachable, nothing like what they had described.

“Alice?”

“!”

“Sorry, I was lost in thought!”

Alice snapped back to reality, biting her lip, chiding herself for her idleness.

She brewed fresh tea for Roy and served the freshly baked pastries she had just brought from the kitchen.

But Roy did not move.

Drinking tea and having sweets right after breakfast was a habit of a certain good-for-nothing young master, he was not hungry.

The old man’s interest is not in the wine, and Roy’s purpose was not the tea.

He would not miss any chance to make a good impression!

“Alice, why don’t you sit down too? It’s rather boring drinking tea alone.”

Alice’s eyes brightened for a moment, then quickly dimmed, “Ah? But… I’m just a maid, it’s not my place to sit with the master.”

Anya had told her, maids must follow the rules.

The hierarchy between master and servant, that was the rule.

Roy caught all of this in his gaze.

So he changed his approach, “What’s there to fear, it’s just the two of us here.”

“Consider it a task from the master, how about that?”

“…I understand.”

Alice pressed her hand against the pleated dress of the maid, sitting elegantly across from Roy.

Although the girl was no longer fearful like she was last night, she still felt a bit awkward and stiff after sitting down across from Roy, her body tense like a doll, staring straight at Roy.

But Roy had already noticed that the girl was swallowing her saliva in silence for the nth time.

Alice had tasted the closest thing to dessert in her life, which was the holy sugar given out by the Church on holidays – it sounded nice, but in reality, it was just a diluted block of malt sugar.

However, even though she had never tasted so-called cheesecake, the rich aroma of cheese and the alluring scent of sweet food had already stirred up her appetite.

Roy was amused by the girl’s expression.

“Want to try some?”

Roy took the initiative to cut a piece of cheesecake for her.

Alice struggled to control her desire, cautiously asking, “Is it really okay?”

“Of course.”

With Roy’s permission, Alice finally took up her fork.

The slightly awkward movement fell, and Alice carefully cut a small piece, placing it between her thin lips.

In an instant, the soft, smooth, and sweet flavor mixed together to create the most refreshing symphony that could strike the girl’s fresh heart, playing out in her lips and teeth.

The girl narrowed her eyes, holding her fork, and the whole person exuded a sense of beauty.

Roy suddenly thought, if Alice were a golden retriever puppy, she would definitely be wagging her tail with excitement right now.

Oh, just looking at this child’s adorable appearance, I could eat three bowls of rice!

Just having eaten breakfast, Roy also cut a large piece of cheesecake and swallowed it.

Under the warm sunlight, the master and servant were enjoying this soft, smooth, and sweet moment together.

After finishing the cheesecake, Alice put down her fork and let out a sigh: “Master, it seems you’re a good person indeed.”

Just as Roy was taking a sip of tea, he almost choked.

What a sudden good person card!

“Although Master is so gentle, why are the people in the duke’s mansion all saying bad things about Master?” Alice scrunched up her face, her small fists clenched on the table, her eyes flashing with discontent.

“Because I’m only gentle to Alice.”

“Why?”

“Because Alice is special to me.”

Roy looked straight at the golden-haired girl, his voice soft and gentle.

Alice hesitated slightly.

A gentle breeze rustled the window, causing a ripple of softness to stir in the girl’s heart.