The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

The older girl could only sigh helplessly as she closed her eyes, not realizing the true meaning of Emilia's words. "Don't tire yourself out, okay?"

Emilia quickly took off her clothes and climbed on top of the older girl, straddling her waist with a smile. "Don't worry, just enjoy~"

She'd already had the maids prepare the massage oil, and a faint scent of lavender soon took over the room as all three of them started with their parts of the task.

Emilia started with the older girl's hands, making Sam's palm rest on her shoulder as she started rubbing the oil in with gentle yet firm circular motions up and down her arm.

From the base of her neck to the very tips of her fingers, she made sure that every inch was firmly pressed and squeezed before moving on to the other arm, and then back again.

Samantha groaned as she felt whatever little tension that had been in her body being squeezed out by her little sister's soft hands. In her mind, she couldn't help but wonder. 'My baby is so talented… she even knows how to do this so well?!'

The older girl couldn't help groan in delight. Now, if only there weren't two people trying their best to distract her from the heavenly sensations of her little darling…

Such thoughts didn't last long, however, as once Emilia had her flip over to massage her back, the two other girls were also able to somehow drastically improve their 'technique'. Now, even the head and foot massage started to feel pleasant.

Combined with Emilia's wonderful kneading of her shoulders and back, Samantha couldn't help but sigh in pleasure.

In reality, Dixie and Crystal couldn't be blamed for their 'bad technique' at the start. After all, how could they focus on anything else when Emilia was so erotically moving back and forth in black lingerie right in front of their eyes?

Crystal's eyes had long since been glued to Emilia's breasts, and every time she moved back and forth, the gentle sway of the soft muffins almost seemed to tempt her to abandon her mission and lunge forward.

Of course, the heroine didn't dare. Wouldn't Emilia be disappointed if she was so selfish? They were here to help her older sister relax and recover, after all.

The poor girl had back pain at such an age already, it could be imagined how much stress she went through every day. Not to mention, she even had an accident!

Thankfully, Samantha's hair was only shoulder length and quite easy to manage, and despite being curly, it was quite silky and free of tangles. Crystal had little trouble dealing with it, despite her amateurish skills.

Meanwhile, the knight's eyes were firmly glued to Emilia's butt. 'T-This is a test of my will! I, Dixie, shall prevail and never give in to my lust! As her most faithful knight, I shall cherish my princess forever, and only ever touch her with consent. Un, definitely!'

Dixie continued playing such mantra in her mind repeatedly, and somehow, she really managed to endure!

Not to mention, she didn't break even a single bone in Samantha's legs for so long! The dark-haired girl couldn't help but feel proud in her heart. Emilia would definitely praise her later.

It was no wonder, since Dixie had been studying foot massage techniques quite diligently ever since her princess started using her as a footrest on most of their rides back from school.

Of course, having long since closed her eyes, Samantha ended up not realizing most of what was happening. Not that it was much of a loss, given she was already enjoying such high-level service.

However, while the situation seemed calm on the surface… there was a storm brewing beneath Emilia's half-lidded eyes.

Cynthia had been teasing her since before she started the message, and her partner seemed to be having the time of her life. "Tsk tsk, just look at how diligently that 'angel' of yours is massaging her head… ah, and how that loyal knight of yours is serving someone else? I bet it doesn't feel good~"

Emilia had long since stopped responding to her, though, and the raven-haired girl belatedly realized that something wasn't quite right.

Obviously, her intention had been to make her partner angry from the start. Knowing how possessive she was, how could she not make fun of her at this time?

But the whining and pouting she expected didn't come her way at all, and her partner remained mostly silent. If she didn't know better, she would even think Emilia was ignoring her. "E-Eh? Emilia? A-Are you okay?"

It wasn't like her to ignore anyone like that, so the only other explanation would be… she was really hurt.

'I-It's not my fault! I-I was just teasing her…' But although she thought so, Cynthia couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart. "O-Okay, don't be sad. I was only joking, you know? They're just doing as you told them, i-it's not like…"

'I know…' Emilia sighed. "Michelle!"

The 'maid' who had been diligently standing outside quickly peeked in once her name was called, and tried her best not to blush at the scene inside. "Y-Yes?!"

The short-haired girl cringed. 'O-Oh no, my voice definitely squeaked! B-But my goodness… princess is so fucking hot! How can these girls just look at her so up close and not tear those clothes off?!'

Emilia didn't pay much attention to the girl's red face and strange tone, her expression still a little distracted. "Show Dixie and Crystal to the guest rooms, okay?"

The two girls were a little surprised that the massage ended so unexpectedly, since neither of them was tired yet, but looking at Samantha being half-asleep already, they realized that perhaps it was best if they called it a night.

"Goodnight, princess."

"Sleep well, Emilia."

Emilia waved at them with a smile. "Goodnight, sleep well."

Of course, the mansion had plenty of guest rooms, and it was no trouble for Michelle to open two of them for Dixie and Crystal.

Having expected to sleep with Emilia, they couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Even if they didn't do anything naughty, just holding Emilia to sleep would have been enough.

But thinking about it again, considering that her older sister had been through a lot, it made sense for the redhead to not want to leave her side tonight.

As soon as the door closed, Emilia collapsed onto Sam's back with a sigh. "Big sister… I'm sad~"