There's No Way the Hot Girls Would Fall for an Ordinary 'Healer NPC' Like Me! ~About How I'm Just Treating the Beat-Up Heroines, But For Some Reason Their Reactions Are Getting Really Weird~ - Chapter 6-7

Chapter 6: Yeah, This Is Definitely Just a Follow-Up Check!

“Um… could you please put your clothes back on already…”

“No, I won’t ♡”

Wh-wh-wh-why!?

Your boobs are completely visible right now, Your Highness!

Well, the guards are waiting outside, so—wait, that’s not the point!

Look!

Those soft yet bouncy twin peaks. The pink little buds right in the middle.

They look totally normal!

So hurry up and get dressed!

“Wh-wh-wh-why not!?”

Oops, I bit my tongue.

“The dress is… dirty, you see… and if possible, I’d rather wear Leon’s clothes…”

Oh, so that’s what this is about.

Yeah, I get not wanting to put that torn dress back on.

“Uh… well…”

I looked down at what I was wearing.

Just my usual shirt and pants. I didn’t bring many spare clothes, and none of them were for a girl anyway.

Besides, the size would be all wrong.

“…I feel more at ease when I can smell Leon’s scent…”

“Huh?”

I couldn’t help asking back.

What did she just say?

“N-no… I mean… if I could borrow some clothes…”

Alicia’s face turned bright red as she looked away.

…Yeah, that’s what she meant.

Nothing weird about it. Nope.

“R-right. It might be a bit big on you, though…”

I quickly pulled a relatively clean shirt out of the closet and handed it to her.

“Thank you… Leon.”

Her fingertips brushed mine for just a little longer than necessary when she took it.

…Must be my imagination, right?

Yeah, definitely.

I hurriedly turned my back to her.

“I-I’ll face the other way until you’re done changing.”

“…Okay ♡”

Behind me, the soft rustle of fabric filled the quiet room.

The whole time, I just stared at the wall.

No, really.

I’m not thinking about it at all.

This is purely gentlemanly consideration.

Besides, I’d already seen everything anyway, so getting worked up about her changing now would be…

“…Leon.”

“Y-yes!?”

“It’s fine now… ♡”

When I turned around—

There stood Alicia, wearing my shirt.

It was too big for her, so the shoulders slipped down a bit and the hem reached all the way to her thighs.

Wrapped in that oversized shirt, she looked somehow defenseless—

“…It suits you.”

The words slipped out before I could stop them.

“…Really?”

Alicia smiled happily.

Seeing that, I suddenly understood.

Ah, I get it.

Princesses really do get happy over little things like this.

…Yeah, she’s a good patient.

“Um, Alicia.”

“Yes?”

“Your body seems to have recovered, and the guards are waiting, so…”

I tried to hint that it was probably time for her to head back.

“…You’re right.”

Nice, she got it.

As expected from a princess, she catches on qui—

“…But.”

“But?”

For some reason, Alicia grabbed the hem of my shirt tightly.

Uh, what’s that about?

“Could I… stay here a little longer?”

“Huh?”

“I still feel a tiny bit off… just to be safe…”

She glanced up at me.

That face is so unfair.

It definitely doesn’t look like a “just to be safe” face.

“B-but, if Your Highness stays too long—”

“…Am I bothering you?”

“No!?”

I answered instantly.

Of course she’s not bothering me!

She’s the princess!

“I-in that case… just a little longer…”

Even though she said “just a little,” Alicia plopped herself back down on the edge of the bed.

…Does she actually plan on leaving?

“…Leon, do you work here?”

“Eh, ah, yeah. Pretty much everything I do is at this house.”

“I see…”

She gave a small nod, then started curiously looking around the room.

What’s up with her?

It doesn’t feel like she’s just checking out a new place.

It’s more like—

“…It feels calming here.”

“Huh?”

“This place.”

She said it softly.

Wait, this is my house?

It’s just a normal house?

“Um… you think so?”

“Yes. Very much…”

As she spoke, she gripped the sleeve of my shirt tightly.

…Hey, personal space.

Do princesses usually talk this close?

My mental image of a princess is way different from this.

Even in the game she had more dignity, right?

Well, on the bed she was pretty cute, I guess.

“Um, Alicia.”

“Yes ♡”

“Like I said, you should probably go back to the castle once—”

“…No, I won’t.”

Instant answer.

And her tone was just a tiny bit stronger.

“Ehh…”

Why though?

The castle is way safer and more comfortable.

“I want… to stay here.”

“But still—”

“…Is that no good?”

Those upturned eyes.

A little teary.

And my shirt still gripped tightly in her hand.

……

…Can I really say no to that?

“…J-just a little longer, okay?”

“…Yes ♡”

Alicia’s whole face lit up.

…Yeah, I don’t know.

It’s a good thing when a patient feels better.

It really is a good thing, but—

Why is she still holding onto my shirt the whole time?

It’s gonna stretch…

“…………”

“…………”

Still, those legs are gorgeous.

They look so smooth and long, but when you touch them they’re springy and push your fingers back.

Well, that’s exactly why massaging them was so tiring.

When it gets quiet, my eyes just keep drifting to Alicia’s legs.

Is this still part of the follow-up check?

Noticing my gaze, Alicia—

“Want to rub my legs a little more…?”

She asked me for more treatment again.

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Chapter 7: This Is Still Treatment, Right?

“Want to rub my legs a little more…?”

“Th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th-that’s—why—?”

“Because it still hurts… ♡”

Alicia’s face was a little flushed. Was the pain really making her blood flow that fast? For a second I thought she might be trying to seduce me, but she’s a princess. There’s no way she’d have any feelings for an NPC like me.

Besides, she has no reason to lie.

“Where exactly?”

“…Around here…”

Alicia gently placed her hand on the top of her inner thigh.

…Got it, the groin area.

That spot’s pretty important. Lots of blood vessels there, so it needs proper care. Since her leg had been cut off below the thigh, it’s totally possible the groin took some damage too.

In that case—

“…Your underwear will get in the way.”

“Huh?”

“I can’t get the full effect if I don’t touch directly…”

All I’m doing is rubbing anyway.

“Then… please take it off for me… ♡”

“R-right…”

As expected from a princess, she’s so spoiled she even needs help taking off her own underwear.

I tried to keep my mind as blank as possible while I reached for the fabric—

and smoothly slid the annoying piece away.

The moment it was gone, I caught a quick glimpse of Alicia’s hidden spot.

Oh no.

I’m about to get a nosebleed.

No no no!

I’m just an ordinary NPC mob.

I can’t get turned on by the protagonist’s fiancée.

Alicia’s only asking for my help. She definitely doesn’t mean anything else by it.

Yeah! That’s it for sure!

I pulled myself together and placed my hands on the top of her inner thighs.

—The instant I did.

“…That’s not fair.”

“Huh?”

“I’m the only one… like this…”

Alicia’s gaze dropped for a moment.

“…Leon, you’re still fully dressed.”

“…Excuse me?”

“…It’s not fair.”

Huh?

What does she mean?

“Leon, you should… take yours off too… ♡”

Wait wait wait, hold on hold on.

Why did it turn into this!?

Let’s calm down for a second.

Okay.

Deep breaths.

Deep breaths… wait, that’s not helping!

No, this must be Alicia’s clever idea to maximize skin contact and boost the recovery effect.

I’m just an ordinary NPC mob, end of story.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t checked. Maybe the recovery effect works with other body parts besides my hands.

If that’s the case, it’s worth testing.

“…Understood…”

I hooked my fingers into my pants and slowly pulled them down.

“Underwear too… ♡”

Ugh…

It’s a little embarrassing, but this is for treatment.

“Y-yeah…”

I grabbed my shorts and tugged them down.

Then—

“…It’s quite impressive ♡”

For some reason I felt a tiny bit proud.

Heh, I win.

—Wait, win against who?

Calm down, me… this is treatment. Treatment…

Right. The only goal is recovery.

Nothing else.

“…Alright, I’ll start rubbing now.”

“…Yes… ♡”

Alicia was looking at me with eyes that seemed somehow expectant.

That must be trust in my recovery ability.

I kept my cool and first placed my hands on her groin—the top of her inner thighs.

Lightly at first, just to check.

I used my fingertips to feel the spot, then slowly added pressure.

“Is this area okay?”

“…Mmm… right there… a little…”

Yeah, there’s still some strain left.

I kept going, tracing along the muscles with the pads of my fingers, moving from inside to outside in smooth strokes.

“…Nnh… hyah… ♡”

Good… she’s reacting properly.

Next, just to be sure, I moved my hands down to her thighs.

I wrapped both hands around them, from the top down.

I carefully loosened the inner and outer sides one after another.

“Is the pressure too strong?”

“…It’s fine… actually…”

“Actually?”

“…It feels good… ♡”

…That’s feedback on the treatment, right?

Yeah, let’s go with that.

I pushed distracting thoughts out of my head and kept moving my hands in a steady rhythm.

I worked slowly, letting the muscle tension release.

Then, to boost the recovery effect even more, I sat on top of her and gently sandwiched her leg between mine.

“…Mmm… it’s touching… ♡”

“Did you say something?”

“N-no!”

If she says nothing, then fine.

Next I moved past her knees and down to her calves.

From here I imagined pushing the blood flow downward.

I cupped the muscle with my palms and used light pressure with my fingers to guide everything down.

“Any heaviness?”

“…Mmm… but… I don’t dislike it…”

Good, things seem to be going well.

I kept a steady rhythm and worked both legs evenly.

The tension… was way better than before.

Yeah, she’s recovering nicely.

Finally, from her ankles to her feet.

I carefully worked all the way to her toes to get the blood circulating, then lightly touched the soles to finish the flow.

“…That covers everything.”

“…Haa…”

Alright, this should be fine now.

Besides, if Alicia doesn’t head back soon, I won’t make it in time for opening hours.

The moment I let out a relieved breath—

“Leon, um… I ended up making too much lunch again—”

“Ah…”

“Uhh…………”

Elfina saw me completely naked…