The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

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Since the place that Samantha had arranged for their club wasn't too far from the school, it didn't take Emilia and her friends long to arrive at their destination.

The road twisted around the slightly elevated area in a way that made it easy to observe a few buildings peeking past the high walls through the window, allowing them to get their first look at this supposed 'club house'.

Emilia knew that this place was intended to be a small 'community' before being 'remodeled' according to her sister's requirements, but she was still a little surprised when she actually saw it with her own eyes. And she wasn't the only one.

Dixie, who had been a little dissatisfied that she couldn't play with Emilia's cute little toes since her princess refused to be 'sloppy' when not in private, couldn't help but smack her lips in shock. "Would a few dozen students even be able to use so many buildings for 'training'?"

Compared to her family's dojo, which she already thought was too big, this place was at least a dozen times bigger. And most of the area there was actually just gardens and trees.

Penny turned her nose up proudly as she tried her best to stick as close to her princess as she could without appearing too suspicious. "We use different buildings for different departments, such as espionage, sabotage, surveillance, and so on."

Crystal didn't need to use her ability to see through Penny's thoughts, consider how she was practically glued to Emilia's side and looked a little too excited for someone desperately pretending to be 'normal'.

Emilia chuckled as she squeezed the short girl's slightly chubby cheek playfully. "If only you put so much effort into your studies, you would be in class A, right?"

Although she didn't have a tail to wag, the intoxicated expression on the ponytailed girl's face made it more than clear how she was feeling before she 'shyly' buried her face in Emilia's bosom.

Crystal couldn't help but shake her head speechlessly. If this girl was in their position… their little princess would probably never be able to leave the bed. 'Fortunately, Emilia just thinks of her as an adorable, naughty little kid, and doesn't see her as a peer at all.'

That being said, the blonde girl didn't dare expose Penny's true thoughts either. After all, there was no way to know how Emilia would handle it if she knew, and she would rather not take the chance.

Fortunately, she didn't have to endure it for long.

The tall, imposing gates of the 'community' were kept wide open to welcome them in, with several girls on each side holding baskets full of flowers cheering in glee when they noticed the arrival of their car.

Although they could have just driven in, Emilia would naturally not waste their good intentions after she noticed Penny's hopeful gaze and the 'welcoming party'.

"Ah! Ah! Princess! It's the princess! She's actually visiting us!"

"Will I get to touch her hand? Will I? Will I?!"

The guards craned their necks curiously to see who could cause this usually conceited bunch of little girls to act like this.

After all, Oriana country did not have a royal family, though there was always the possibility that they would see some island country's actual princess step through the door.

Of course, their leisurely attitude evaporated like smoke when they saw the little sister of their boss get out of the car and wave the driver away.

Joke! If that perverted siscon heard even the slightest wind of them looking at her sister 'wrong', who would be feeding their orphaned children?!

Dixie and Crystal felt a little embarrassed when they were showered with flower petals, especially since they recognized a few of the girls as their 'seniors' at school, but Emilia appeared completely natural.

She only waved over one of the enthusiastic girls with a smile when she felt the velvety flower petals brush across her skin. "These flowers are so fresh… did you pluck them by yourself just before?"

The girl who had been called over by her had somewhat dark, sun-kissed skin, and long, curly black hair with cold, pale-green eyes, but at this moment they seemed to be shining ecstatically like the sun. "T-That's right! Princess, w-we plucked them all by hand from the gardens before! Un, i-if you like, w-we have a lot more!"

Dixie felt like this person was somewhat familiar, so she couldn't help but nudge Crystal. "This wouldn't happen to be the genius of the senior year, Hazel, right?"

The blond girl smiled wryly as she nodded.

Looking at the girl jumping around in such excitement like a little girl, who would think she was actually two years their senior?

Emilia looked at the girl's worn-out fingertips before shaking her head with a smile. "Although I do really like them, this is already enough. It would be a pity if these beautiful fingers scar, right?"

Looking at their little princess bring Hazel's 'injured' hand to her lips before gently pressing her lips against the worn-out fingertips immediately caused a commotion.

Not to mention the dazed and disbelieving Hazel, who believed she must be dreaming, the rest of the flower girls couldn't help but look a little complicated.

Of course, it wasn't because the scars on the girl's fingertips vanished instantly after coming in contact with Emilia's lips. That was only natural in the eyes of these fanatics, as there was no disease or wound that couldn't be kissed away by their princess.

"I-I'm an idiot! Why didn't I prickle my hands while plucking flowers?!"

Of course, even if Hazel could do it naturally by the virtue of being someone who completely avoided physical training in favor of more mental pursuits, they couldn't do the same without intentionally scheming.

But thinking about it again, doing so would go against their knightly honor, after all.

"Forget it. The petals I threw with my own hands touched her soft little cheeks. Indirect contact! I-It's enough!"

"I'm jealous!"

Of course, no matter what was said, they didn't dare to go forward without being called by Emilia. Not only would it be violating the rules set by the commander in advance, but it might also lead to making a poor impression on their princess.

Hazel still stood there in a daze even after Emilia moved forward, and it was only when she felt several 'malicious' gazes that she came back to her senses.

Fortunately, she managed to avoid the grasp of one of her fellow flower girls just in time, who only licked her lips in annoyance.

"Don't be like that, Hazel, I-I just want to do the same thing that the princess did before!"

"Me too!"

Shivers ran down the dark-skinned girl's spine as she stared at her 'friends', and only then did she realize that now that they had been kissed by her princess, her hands had now become the 'hottest commodity' in the club.

Fortunately, Hazel was a genius, and quickly shoved her fingers into her mouth, slurping loudly in front of their murderous eyes before she let it go with a nervous grin. "L-Look, n-now there's nothing left!"

There was a moment of silence before one of the shorter flower girls stepped forward, a resolute expression on her face. "So what if you licked it once? It doesn't change the fact the princess kissed your fingers before! If I can lick them, it's still an indirect kiss!"

"Right?!"

"Don't be stingy, Hazel! Even the commander shares her stash of candid photos with us!"

Hazel could only turn around and run away desperately. "N-NO!"

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