315 Bar Fight [2]

"What?" Apolus tightened his grip around the slender girl's neck but instantly he felt something slamming against his chin.

At first, Apolus didn't even feel anything but soon the world started spinning and he lost his balance. 

"...Huh?!" Staggering back, Apolus saw Amelia had one of her legs up in the air. 

'Di-Did she kick me?! When?!' was all Apolus could think before he lost his balance and crumpled to one knee.

"Guys who can't take a hint are not my type, so I'll pass up on that drink, alright?" Amelia flashed a bright smile before she turned around and began to walk away.

But once again, before she could take even a few steps forward, a thunderous roar reached her ears.

"Hey! Stop it right there!"

Letting out an exhausted sigh, Amelia turned around and curiously looked at the muscular young man.

Apolus was already back on his feet. This caused Amelia to roll her eyes as she said, "Come on, can't a girl catch a break."