The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 347 - Helping Arthur’s Date

They both were stunned by my obviously ridiculous style of questioning.

At one part I asked curiously and in another I asked while knowing there was something important happening here.

In other words, I just came to cause trouble.

Elisabeth opened her mouth and yet she couldn’t bring out any words. Her mind was processing too many things at the same time.

’Henry saw me! What do I do? Do I run? Do I hide? NO, he’ll find me easily. Do I pretend to be another person? No, that won’t work, he already has me ambushed and I can’t suddenly act like another person, there’s Arthur beside me to confirm that... Do I take care of Arthur and just run for a new life?’

While she was thinking of something else entirely, Arthur also had trouble answering Henry’s question. He wasn’t thinking anything ridiculous like the young girl, he was just too embarrassed to say anything.

Not of his relationship, but of the fact that Henry had beat him fair and square. Before the exam, he believed they were somewhere around the same level but didn’t think the difference would be that high.

Arthur fought with his whole strength and even after using his sword mantra that never failed, he was brought down by Henry with minimum effort. Henry didn’t even have to use his sigmat powers, he just used his fits to defeat him.

Arthur subconsciously felt pain jolt through his body as he remembered the damage Henry brought on him. He had just opened his bandages today and thought of meeting Elisabeth, apparently the pain hadn’t left him yet.

Still he mustered up the words to say, "We are here on our da-"

But Arthur was interrupted, "We are here with our friends to have some fun. We are definitely not here on a date, you can ask Rosie, she’ll tell you!"

Arthur and I looked at Elisabeth with raised brow. The girl was smiling too widely as she failed at covering this. The girl she used as alibi had already sold her out anyway.

Arthur didn’t think much, finding that Elisabeth was just embarrassed to say the truth. And the truth was that she was extremely embarrassed to say anything to Henry.

"Well that’s strange," I say, because Rosie had an entirely different thing to say about this."

Elisabeth kept up her failed poker face but internally blasphemies her friend, "She might have been drunk."

"Nope, she isn’t. I asked her to drink with me but she rejected me and hit the dance floor. But enough about that rebellious one, tell me, how much have I disturbed you too?" I say while sitting down next to Elisabeth. freewёbnoνel.com

"We are talking about school, studies and exams-"

"Talking about exams, why did you suddenly start to avoid me Arthur?" I say as his face quickly turned pale. "Don’t tell me it’s because I defeated you and in embarrassment you thought of hiding away from me forever. That can’t be true, right?"

Before Arthur could answer, I point to Elisabeth, "And theirs you."

Elisabeth also became pale even before I talked.

"You also started avoiding me after the explosion accident. One might think that I have done something to warrant that but for the life of both of me, I can’t find anything incriminating at all."

Elisabeth’s face which was pale, frowned. Her inner dilemma with Henry from that day had started because of the almost kiss and now this guy’s acting as if he didn’t know anything about it at all and that too with a straight face.

Seeing that I have troubled them enough to ruin their whole date, I get up.

"Well, I’m not gonna disturb you guys. Keep on with your date, I’ll see if there’s any middle aged, divorced and disturbed woman to trouble."

Elisabeth’s only felt more disturbed at hearing that, most probably because she knew Henry wasn’t joking about that.

"Henry, you don’t have to-"

I look around and find a person as I say, "Target found, approaching her."

Arthur and Elisabeth felt more confused at my word play but let me leave.

I wasn’t just saying that for nothing, I actually found a very hot target.

My target sat at the far last seat of the bar and had a glass of red wine in her hand. She had a tall middle aged figure with the right curves in all the place. She wore a long dark black dress that accentuated her white figure even more and helped very lightly with holding back her very big assets.

She looked at the dance floor that stopped me from seeing her face and only showed her long overflowing black hair that was completely smooth and didn’t have one wrinkle on them.

My target drank her wine slowly as she looked at the dance floor, perhaps in nostalgia.

I think about sitting down beside her, but leave that seat and took its next one.

I don’t think about how to open up to talking and just quietly looked as she watched the young blood waste their talents and night away. She didn’t even notice when her drink was finished.

So I signaled the bartender to fill it up with a special one. He quickly recognized me and did just as asked as he brought out a special bottle and filled it for her.

Seeing the bartender filling her glass, she said, "I didn’t ask for a refill." Her words, a bit aged and but tuning quite sexy.

"It’s from that gentlemen." The bartender smoothly pointed to me.

The MILF turned to me and I finally saw that beautiful face of hers. It was a spotless white face that had been through things and survived them. Her brown eyes covered by dark mascara tried to see through me as she nodded, "I would say thanks... but I’m not interested in anything." She put the glass down.

I don’t mind it; MILF’s are something else when you try to impress them. The good ones are always the hardest.

"I’m not trying to approach you or anything, it’s just a simple gesture of goodwill."

"Goodwill..." She said, her eyes not betraying her tough stand.

"I won’t trouble you, but please have a taste of it, it’s good I assure you."

The MILF looked at the glass and saw its dark red color, much deeper than her previous wine.

"Don’t worry, there’s nothing insid-" Before I could finish, she suddenly took it and gulped it down in one swoop.

Then she put it back and sighed, "Unfortunately, there really wasn’t anything." She smacked her lips, the sweet taste lingering in her, "It’s good."

"May I?" I raise the bottle and she nods. I get up and fill her glass before sitting back down in my seat.

The MILF noticed that but didn’t say anything and continued watching the dance floor. After a while, she turned back and looked at me, "What is it?"

"Hm?"

"You are watching me watch them, what is it that you’re really searching for?"

"Truthfully, I’m searching for my idiot friend lost in that place but actually found someone quite interesting."

"Interesting enough to only gawk at her quietly?"

"Yes... interesting enough to only watch this beauty and be satisfied with that."

Her face seemed to brighten a bit at that, "Is this a new style of flirting you kids have come up with?"

I saw how she placed the age barricade between us, "Truth be told, I just saw someone magnifying and curiosity filled my mind and rest happened."

"Oh?... if you’re that curious, why don’t you sit next to me?"