I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

We'd gone back and this time, Marg only teleported in front of the house, not inside. 

Things were slightly different. 

As in, children weren't playing and no one was doing any work. Actually, no one was out. 

I had a bad feeling about all this. 

"Do I dare knock?" I said out loud to one in particular.

Marg giggled but knocked anyway. 

The door opened and we went in.

Colorful.

That was the first thought that came into my mind. 

Things were colorful, too colorful. 

Decorations were everywhere. This house looked far too normal just an hour ago.

Now, it was anything but normal. 

And there was a certain fragrant scent in the air.

"They promised to decorate only after tomorrow. I guess shouldn't have expected them to be keeping that promise." Marg was back to her usual self. 

'Hey, I heard nothing about all this!'

Actually, I heard nothing about the wedding at all. At this point, was this even my wedding?

"What do we do now?" I whispered. 

Marg was actually going to stay behind. She wanted me to say hi to her father before leaving, as not doing so would be disrespectful and all. They were nobles, after all. 

Along with the decorations, the servants and the maids were also dressed pretty nicely. 

Everyone had a smile. A very convincing fake smile. 

They were just standing there, doing nothing. 

"We wait."

And just as she said that steps came from above. 

This was the entrance, and in front of us was a stairway that led up to three floors. It wasn't spiraled, rather it was going up in a zig-zag motion. 

And this place was rather spacious too, almost like this was the ballroom or something. Or maybe it was?

"Welcome!" The voice came from up.

Melheim was coming down. 

Once he got down, he came towards us with a smile. He had this very fancy looking red and black suit. 

"Welcome to my humble abode." He made a courtly bow. 

All the servants followed suit.

The hell was I supposed to do now?

Marg cleared her throat and bowed. 

I followed her lead. 

'Why the hell are we all bowing?'

Everyone returned to their original posture: at least, the bowing part was behind us. 

"This is anything but humble," I said. I wasn't mocking him. I was genuinely impressed. "This place is huge."

Obviously, I was referring to the fields.

"Surely you jest." He chuckled. "Compared to your estate, this is nothing." He smiled and looked at me. "A Romswell and a Battlesuin. I'd have never imagined." I did not like where this was going. "But I was under the impression you'd arrive tomorrow. And so, I'm sorry you had to witness such a shameful display of decorations. I assure you, everything will be ready by tomorrow."

When the hell did I have an estate?

And wait, this was shameful?

These people did all this in merely an hour.

And yet, this place had more decorations than Dan's house when he got married: and the guy was mafia leader for crying out loud! His house was so lit, we could see it from a mile above!

Anyway, "No, it's fine." I had no idea what to say. Was it even right to say something? "And I was about to leave anyway." I turned to my left. "I'll see you tomorrow," I said to Marg.

He chuckled with 'ha ha ha's' and came for a handshake. "Take care of my daughter."

'Don't hit him. Don't hit him Helio.'

Yeah, it was hard to control all the emotions. Just thinking what this guy made Marg go through… He was a natural chameleon. 

But I also had to acknowledge Marg existed because of this guy and we were currently living free for him too. So, for the time being, I just grabbed his hand, gave it a shake. "I will."

That said, I gave Marg a wink and started heading out. 

No one stopped me and I thought Marg wouldn't say anything but then- "I'll be waiting," she said. 

I turned around and found her smiling. I also smiled and quickly got out of the house and lifted off.

Once in the air, I let out a sigh. 

'That was close.'

I almost punched the dude for no reason at all. 

Since when did I have such problems with controlling my rage?

***

I got back home.

And frankly, I was in a much better mood.

Everyone still treated me a bit coldly. 

But yeah, I was definitely in a better mood.

Lately, I often myself in the living room, mindlessly watching the Holo TV. I didn't even pay attention to what I watched anymore. I just watched. 

It was weird. 

Footsteps came this way. 

I could tell by the scent, it was Raea, I didn't even have to look. 

"I'm sorry." She sat down next to me. "I'd gone too far and now all that happened because of me and-"

"Don't bother. Marg already forgave me. Though what she's going to do to you, I'm not sure. And well, we're not going to talk for two whole months from now on unless it's important." So, I stood up. "Okay?"

The least I talked to others, the less the chance of me screwing up. 

"Okay?" She spoke slowly and tilted her head in confusion. "So that was okay and you are fine now?"

"Maybe?"

Honestly, stuff happened so fast I wasn't even sure.

I'd gone to Bahrain and came back too. 

Things happened too fast. 

Raea cleared her throat. "In that case, I guess I can hold back for two months." She winked and walked out. 

'Wait what?'

Could it have been that, things were actually preplanned?

'Did she anticipate this?'

Yeah, I should have known. 

That girl was too shrewd from the start.

'Calm down, Helio, calm down.' Yeah, things did go terribly but, in the end, everything worked out.

Marg forgave me. And nothing too terrible happened. 

My image was kind of tarnished though.

'But wait, don't my family think I'm a scumbag now?'

Well….

Shit.