The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me [Complete]

Chapter 132

After meeting with Aris and Arsia, I went to see Morione...

"Welcome, Harold."

"Husband! It's been a while!"

They greeted me with an atmosphere so cheerily forced, it almost felt insincere.

As if... they knew I was coming...

"Um... The thing is, I have something I want to talk about."

Trying to ease the burden of their overenthusiastic treatment, I rub the back of my neck with my right hand.

"Morione, you might already know... but soon, a calamity akin to a disaster will occur in the world."

Tempest seemed relaxed and nonchalant, suggesting there was plenty of time, but with a time limit looming, I felt it best to get straight to the point.

I relay the information I heard from the god of time, summarizing the key points as succinctly as possible.

"Hmm... Tempest said that, huh..."

She seemed intrigued, but her reaction was more of confirmation than surprise, as if she already had some awareness of the situation.

Oddly, Luceria just kept silent, appearing to have a lot to say but restraining herself, which seemed a bit suspicious.

"I had a vague feeling about it, and I've already started some preparations."

As expected of the goddess of fate... There was a sense of understanding in her words.

With the original matter swiftly dealt with, my mind feels suddenly blank.

Was there something I forgot? Unlike the others I met before, they didn't ask me to do anything embarrassing.

I was bracing for some humiliation here as well, but Morione and Luceria just looked at me, as if asking if there was anything more, without saying much.

Honestly, this was a better situation for me, considering how exhausting it had been dealing with the excessive demands of others... Though there was a slight unease about their lack of response, a part of me breathed a sigh of relief.

Since there was nothing more to say, though it felt a bit awkward, I had delivered my message and was about to leave after a brief farewell... "Really... but now that it's missing, you feel disappointed, don't you?"

Morione suddenly utters words whose context I couldn't grasp.

"Disappointed...?"

"You can tell by looking at your face, there's a sense of disappointment... Like there's a significant void where something should be, right?"

Then, out of nowhere, Morione slightly lifts her dress, revealing her shoulder...

"Should I also act spoilt?"

Just when I thought I was relieved... I am immediately betrayed by her actions...

"In fact, I know, Harold, who you met before and what you did."

"?!?"

My thoughts freeze instantly at her words.

Did she know everything I did and said to them?

The thought brings an intensified sense of tension.

If she knows what I said to Erina...

Just the thought sends shivers down my spine... Given her jealousy and past efforts to make me hers, being found out would be disastrous for me.

It could be the end of me.

"Especially with Erina... How could you say such a thing?"

"...?!!"