As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

"...Well, it's okay, Master, go and get busy."

Watching the young man get up, open the door, greet the silver-haired beauty, and walk away together, the little maid was left in the empty room, waving her little hands, looking a little lonely.

Chapter 6: Sour, too sour

The owner is busy.

In order to master the power of blood as quickly as possible, there is no other way.

After a brief moment of depression, the little maid patted her cheeks, quickly cheered up, and began to clean the house.

For her, housework is much easier than the work of a saint, and it is actually a way to relax her body and mind.

Sweep the floor, mop the floor, wipe the table, and clean up the various decorations that Charlotte and the others moved in.

The little maid cleaned the house spotlessly in no time, and was extremely professional - she even used holy light to directly dispel the stains that could not be washed off, and in a physical sense, she cleaned the entire house to make it look brand new.

However, being too capable is not necessarily a good thing.

Finishing the cleaning too early left her with nothing to do and she could only sit on the sofa and stare blankly.

I wonder if the master's special training is going well...

It would be great if I could also accompany my master in training.

Although both are Sequence 5, Alice is not as good as Jon Snow. This is not only a gap in strength, but also a gap in experience.

After entering Sequence 5, Alice's control over the power of her bloodline was still not very proficient, so this kind of experiential teaching could only be given to Jon Snow.

The truth is this.

But when she thought of the boy and girl practicing passionately, making some progress, and even leaning on each other in their spare time, Alice felt inexplicably lonely.

Is it really that interesting for teachers and students to play together?

No, no, no, the master is doing his job, how can I make such negative associations?!

Shaking her head to get rid of these distracting thoughts, Alice regained her energy and ran to the kitchen.

Special training in the morning, and you can relax in the afternoon.

In that case, let’s prepare some snacks for the host to eat together.

"Ah...sorry, Nia asked me to go shopping this afternoon."

"Ugh?"

After a nap, the little maid excitedly brought the cheesecake, but she froze on the spot because of the sudden news.

Roy was dressing up carefully, and next to him was a pretty and lovely elf girl wearing the same cool short skirt.

"Excuse me, I'd like to borrow your master's space for a moment."

"Oh...take the snacks and share them."

"Is that okay? Little Alice is so nice!"

Nia walked up to her and gave her a big hug, then she happily went on a date, carrying the packed snacks in one hand and holding Roy's arm in the other.

Returning to her room and lying on the bed, the little maid's big eyes were suddenly filled with emptiness like a salted fish.

why?

The beloved master and the beloved best friend, two joys overlapping each other, this double joy should have brought even more joy, but...

Why is it so sour?

Ah, at a time like this, I really need to replenish my energy...

After crossing that line with Roy, there is no longer any barrier between us, and it is a negative distance contact in every sense.

Not only did they catch up, they even surpassed Charlotte and the others' progress.

Whenever she thought of this, the little maid would shake her head with joy.

But she never expected that the pain she felt when she saw Roy having secret meetings with other girls would increase instead of decrease.

Most importantly, her condition has become more serious!

“S…ha, s…ha, the…smell…of the Master…!”

Alice lay on the bed, hugging Roy's shirt tightly. Her face gradually flushed, her body swayed, and the bow behind her waist danced slowly, like a drunken butterfly.

In the past, she could immediately perk up just by sniffing the scent, but as the saying goes, one gets to know the taste once one has tasted it, Alice is no longer satisfied with this level of taste!

Immersed in the boy's scent, the girl's slender legs slowly clamped together, like a breeze blowing through flowers, spreading a faint spring color.

Alice is indeed a bad girl, doing such a shameless thing to her master's clothes.

But even bad boys...can't stop!

With a whimper like a little animal, the girl's tense body trembled violently, and then slowly relaxed.

"Ahh, it's dirty..."

Guilt appeared in some of the unfocused eyes, but after a brief moment of satisfaction, it was followed by more emptiness.

There simply aren't enough clothes or anything like that.

It must be done by the owner himself!

Biting the collar of her shirt, the little maid lay on her back, slowly kneading the wrinkled clothes closer, and her soft white socks began to tremble again...

Alice's head felt stuffy until Roy returned.

On weekend nights, Charlotte and others gathered here, and she had no chance to be alone with Roy.

Looking at the boy surrounded by girls, she felt the milk in her mouth turned sour.

After a quick dinner, Alice finally waited for bedtime amidst the girls' casual chat.

What’s torturous is that there is a final torture before the candy.

Charlotte said bluntly, "Since you want to do that with Roy, let us go first, okay?"

"Hmm." The little maid hummed softly.

I am already so far ahead of them, it is only natural for me to give in a little at this time.

It's only natural—

However, listening to the intertwined laughter and panting of the teenagers coming from the next room from time to time, and imagining Roy being pushed down or straddled by them, Alice's eyes widened and she couldn't calm down.

She now understood why Charlotte and the others would go crazy every time a new girl was intimate with Roy.

If it were her, she would also be crazy!

I can't stand seeing my man being toyed with by other girls!

But she had to endure it, and she had to endure it four times!

Sour, so sour!

After a long wait, Jon Snow returned to her room and announced the end.

Alice, who had been waiting for a long time, finally jumped up and rushed to Roy's room impatiently.

Finally it’s Alice’s turn!

Finally able to be with the master...?

"Master, good evening..."

She stepped into the boy's room with infinite joy, but the scene that came into her eyes was like a bucket of cold water that caught Alice off guard.

"Owner.......?"

"Uh, I've been playing a little too hard with them."

Roy pulled his pajamas tighter guiltily, trying to cover up some overly provocative marks, but it was in vain.

Because his body was already covered with dense, seductive lip prints of varying depths.

Like a branding of trophies.

The boy's face was flushed and his eyes were a little dazed. It was obvious that he was still immersed in the pleasure of the last round, or the last four rounds, and he was still not satisfied.

Even though she was mentally prepared, and even less so than the previous misunderstanding, seeing her beloved master being toyed with like this still dealt a mental blow to Alice.

It was no longer as bitter as before, but the sourness came back in multiples, as if her face was covered with tons of lemonade, so sour that she was almost in tears.

Alice took a deep breath, her eyes became deep, and her tone was as cold as frost.

"Master, it seems like you're having a lot of fun with them."

Chapter 7 Can they do it?

"Master, it seems like you're having a lot of fun with them."

"It's okay."

"Can I ask what the master did with them specifically?"

"Uh, just a little tenderness."

"Please be more specific."

"Ah?" Roy felt embarrassed and even a little hesitant.

Those cold blue eyes looked inexplicably deep, like candlelight in the dark night that could see through people's hearts.

But Alice didn't give him any room to explain. She jumped on the bed, stared at him, and repeatedly asked, "Please be more specific!"

"...Are you angry?"

The girl puffed up her mouth angrily, like a giant golden squirrel. "Now Alice is asking the master a question, please don't answer a question with a question!"

No matter how you look at it, he looks angry!

He really couldn't defend himself.

Without looking in the mirror, Roy could imagine how terrible he looked now. He probably looked like a playboy who had just come back from a night out!

Alice is always cold in front of others, but always gentle in private.

Now this little ball of cotton has been puffed up by anger, looking unexpectedly cute, but it also makes Roy very uneasy.

Who knows what Alice will do when she gets angry? Even rabbits bite when they are angry!

You can't annoy your child, nor can you make him cry. You have to strike a balance.

Roy said vaguely: "It's nothing, actually."

"Just, I got a little closer to them, kissing and hugging and stuff..."

Oddly enough, Charlotte and the others were playing more daringly than each other today.

Her Royal Highness the Princess was no longer delicate and gentle, and his elf girlfriend no longer tried to be sweet. Including Lyanna and Jon Snow, everyone came up to him and started kissing him violently, pressing him so hard that he couldn't even breathe.

Even his hands, which were blocking in front of him, were grabbed in the other party's mouth and ravaged.

These girls are really ignorant. They never thought that they would end up with Alice...

Ok?

Were they deliberately trying to intimidate Alice?!

Thinking of this, Roy felt ashamed.

Good, good, this show of force was very effective, and it successfully kicked Alice, this ball of cotton, into pieces!

But have you ever thought about who is helping you bear Alice's wrath? !

Don’t involve me in the fights between you women!

"Anyway, that's pretty much it."

In order not to irritate the little maid, Roy simplified some details as much as possible.

However, after Alice's practical experience a while ago, she was no longer a naive person and quickly extracted the key words from Roy's words.

Plus......

The little maid's nose twitched slightly to confirm which smells came from which girls. She then carefully scanned those blushing traces and quickly deduced the true situation.