The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 343 - Romantic or Sexual

I walk out of the council room/office and find Halos limping his way out.

A smile erupted on me seeing that, ’To think that Harold’s new fighting style would be soo good... though it’s not really a fighting style if I only keep defending.’

’Still,’ I rub the back of my head and remember Halos’s kick, ’The danger sense I felt back then wasn’t big, but if I hadn’t blocked it off with the technique, I’m sure he would have given me a concussion.’

’He also didn’t go easy on me; otherwise why would his leg be so banged up.’

’In the end... he fought with his real strength and didn’t hold back.’ Thinking up to that, I smile even more, ’Now that’s a true fighter.’

I follow Halos until I was next to him, "So how’s the leg?"

"Broken it seems." He said before looking at me in confusion, "Why are you so hard? It seemed like I hit a stone wall or something! My leg literally broke!"

Hearing him grumble only made me laugh, "Well, that’s what you get for using such big strength on me. You know if I didn’t defend, that would have given me a headache for the whole day."

’Only a headache! Others would have probably died.’ Halos thought and looked at Henry with wide eyes, ’Though he’s not like the others.’

I pat him on the back, "But you gave a fair fight and I won’t judge you for that." And I pass by him, "Get that leg fixed up and we’ll talk about fighting again whenever you’re ready."

Seeing Henry walking away, Halos tried to stop him, "Hey, wait!" He ran after him but stopped as the pain from his leg shot up.

I stop and look at him, "What?"

Halos got a hold of himself and quickly paced to me. He gave me an enthusiastic smile, "Want to go out with me later? I know a good place that serves great food and has wicked girls."

It’s with his suggestion that I now remember Halos being some kind of playboy back in the novel. He was at first shown as a playboy that hung around at parties and places most young masters of like him would go to have fun.

And that’s how he met Arthur in the novel as a villain.

One day, Arthur was in a nice rich restaurant having a date with Elisabeth and suddenly came in Halos Gradois, the playboy.

Recognizing Elisabeth, Halos asked her to join him in their booth, privately. Understanding his intentions, the couple sharply said no to his advances.

Halos as shown before, wasn’t just a playboy and crazy fighter but also competitive. That competitiveness of him made him want to have Elisabeth even more and that’s how their villain story begins and ends with as usual, Halos being defeated and Arthur becoming stronger.

And right now, that same villain and playboy was asking me to hit the clubs with him.

How could I ever say no to that?

"Sure, let’s do that."

"Alright, so how about tonight?" Halos said, another of his trait, impatience showing already.

"Haha, I would like to do that but..." My eyes look down at his leg and he looks down to realize it on his own, "We would have to take a rain-check on that."

"Hmm, what’s a rain-check?" Halos asked with a confused look.

’Oh right, I forget that he isn’t from the same timeline as me.’

"I meant to say that we can do that another time. When you get better, we can go out and have drinks."

"And have fun with some girls." Halos smiled as he put his fist forward.

I looked at it, confused for a moment before understanding what he meant.

’Of course, he doesn’t know what rain-check is but he knows how to do a fist-bump.’

I smile and fist bump him, surprising him a lot.

"Bro, you know how to do that."

"Yeah"

"Everyone that I tried to do that at first didn’t know what it was."

"Yeah... I understand why."

"...Hm?"

With that, Halos and I walked to the special cafeteria together. Building a new friendship that would continue down a long path.

...

Night Time

The carriage stopped before my FOOD! restaurant and I go in. I responded smoothly to all the greetings that I got in the restaurant.

With the popularity of my own enterprise rising, I also got a popularity boost amongst the public as they learned of my ownership of their favorite places.

Noku quickly found me and bowed, "How good to see you again, Master."

I don’t waste my time and ask directly, "Is she here?"

"Yes, she had arrived exactly on the time you scheduled and is waiting inside the room." Then she whispered to me in a soft tone, "I have also closed off all the private booths above as you ordered."

"Alright" I go up myself, "Bring me anything with meat in it and make sure nobody comes up."

Noku nodded, "As you say, Master."

...

I open the largest private booth and find Margaret sitting right before me with a smiling face.

Her cold translucent face gazed at me with absolute calm. She wasn’t the least bit nervous or scared of me as if she knew all of my qualities or had confidence in hers.

Not like I came here to fight her anyway.

"You arrived right on time." I say.

"And you arrived 15 minutes left... just as you said you would." She replied and put her right hand on the table, "I hope you didn’t invite me here to give me bad news."

I sit down opposite to her and say, "Already straight to the main thing huh... well, truth be told..."

"No... it’s not bad news." She already started to smile brightly, "I have decided to accept the marriage proposal and marry you."

"Excellent... not like I expected anything else." She said.

"Hm... but you seemed a bit eager before, were you nervous?"

"Did I seem nervous?"

"No... actually you seemed perfectly fine." I say, thinking about her soft yet extremely hard face that didn’t have any crack in it, "As if a perfect doll."

Margaret’s eyes widened a bit at that, "You know, that’s exactly the same thing mother said to me once. But let’s forget about her for a change, I want to ask something?"

"Ask away."

"Are you in a romantic relationship with my sister?"

I have to say, I didn’t expect her to ask that. So my eyes widened to shock at that and right as I was about to stutter, a knock sounded.

It was Noku.

"Your orders are here." She said and put two large plates with perfectly cooked large steaks on the table, steaming and bowed out.

Margaret’s face didn’t change its calm look, "I should change the way I addressed that question, are you in a sexual relationship with Samantha?"

This time it was a bigger bomb but I was ready.

"No, I’m not in a romantic or sexual relationship with her."

"Really?" Finally, her face broke and showed misconception, "Because she showed a completely different reaction."

’Of course, she would.’

"Well yes, even I was a bit surprised when you asked that." I reply, "But in all honesty I really am not in anything with her... she’s just a bit of confused, you can say."

Margaret nodded, "I understand."

"So, why haven’t you slept with my sister?"