The Mech Touch novel Chapter 1279

After an extensive makeover session, Callisto Professional Relations put him onto an aircar and shipped him over to a nearby upscale cafe that floated high above the ground. A mug of strange coffee steamed in front of him as he uncomfortably waited for his so-called date.

"Meow."

"I’m not nervous!" Ves hissed to his cat. "I’m just overwhelmed by how fast Callisto moved into action!"

Ves expected the matching to take a while. There were only so many Journeymen in Centerpoint, and even less who could match his age and design prowess. Of this small group, only a fraction might be looking for a companion.

Yet Callisto not only found a match in less than a day, but also arranged a first date immediately afterwards!

Still, despite his apprehension, Ves refused to interrupt the arrangements. He never lacked the courage to fight if the situation called for it, so why should he be scared at the prospect of meeting a girl?

He calmed down a bit. What was the big deal? He would just see for himself if Callisto’s fabled methods truly found the perfect girlfriend for him. The matchmaking service possessed so much experience in this field that they hardly ever failed.

"If she’s nice, then great. If she’s not compatible, then it’s no loss."

It was no different from using a golden lottery ticket from the System. There was a tiny chance of winning the jackpot, a modest chance of winning something nice and a depressingly large chance of winning nothing.

Even if Ves won nothing, he didn’t lose anything either. He would have just wasted some time and money.

As Ves calmly drank his exotic coffee, Lucky suddenly sat up from the table.

"Meow!"

Moments later, the door to the private balcony slid open. Irene Zircon entered with a bright smile.

"My apologies for the wait, Mr. Larkinson. Your match was delayed due to some unforeseen circumstances. She has only just arrived and is on her way up. I must say that we’ve found quite a catch for you. She fits perfectly with you in almost every way! Go get her, tiger!" _{freewёbnoνel.com}

Irene quickly left the balcony. A minute later, Ves heard the clack of heels as a young woman slowly approached the open door.

Both of them studied each other’s appearances.

A woman in a modest red dress draped over by a larger coat appeared in his view. Her long dark hair fell around her lovely diamond-shape face as straight as an elegant curtain.

The woman was almost as tall as him but her body was graceful and svelte in a way that tantalized his eyes.

Despite her slender stature, her posture and the way she beheld herself presented an image of quiet confidence. Although the woman did not seem aggressive, Ves observed the typical aristocratic arrogance of those born in high station.

The woman reminded him uncomfortably of Vesian nobles, but even Vesians weren’t this self-assured!

As first impressions went, Ves was very impressed with his date. Although he couldn’t say whether the new arrival fit his type, she was certainly an impressive woman on her own. So much so that Ves even doubted whether he was worthy of her attention!

"Miaow."

His musings were suddenly interrupted by the cat that padded after the woman.

A calico cat as elegant as her owner stopped and stared at Lucky, who became wary of the cat that encroached his space.

The two cats entered into a strange standoff as they both treated each other as intruders.

"Meow."

"Miaow."

"Meow."

"Miaow."

An amused giggle suddenly escaped from the young woman. "Clixie, don’t be rude."

"Miaow!"

The cat, apparently called Clixie, still hadn’t let down her guard. The woman shrugged her slim shoulders. "Please don’t mind my cat."

"It’s okay. Cats are like that." Ves almost stammered out.

Her voice instantly attracted him like a fish to water. Unlike the easy, casual accents that was common in the Bright Republic and much of the Friday Coalition, her accent was clipped and classy that was common in some Vesian nobles.

Fortunately, her accent was slightly distinct from that of the Vesians. It was slightly familiar to Ves but he couldn’t recall which state it came from. All he knew was that her giggle was so lovely that he could fall in love with that alone!

He interrupted his fascination as the woman slowly approached, her high heels clacking against the tiles of the private balcony.

She extended her hand. Ves hesitated whether he should act like those cheesy romances and kiss her small and slender hand, but he decided to act more like himself and shook it gently.

"Pleased to meet you. I’m Ves Larkinson, Journeyman Mech Designer."

The woman gracefully smiled, causing dimples to appear on her cheeks. That was another turn-on for Ves!

"Likewise. I am Gloriana Wodin, also a Journeyman." After a few seconds, she raised her eyebrow. "You don’t recognize the Wodin name?"