Danmachi: The Bartender

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-Story Start-

A man in his late twenties poured a small amount of bourbon into a small glass, pushing it forward to a flat red haired woman.

"Lady Loki, this will be your last one tonight." The gruff voice of the man tickled the ears of the red haired goddess.

"Aragon~ when will you rail me with that large c-" Loki began to try and flirt before a stick labeled the 'anti-horny stick' slammed into her head.

Aragon, wielding the anti horny stick glared down at Loki. "Loki. What have I told you about flirting."

"...to not do it unless I'm sober."

"Good, keep it that way." Aragon was a tall, muscular man with red eyes, shaggy brown hair and a visible stubble beard. He wore a dark grey dress shirt with a white vest over a turquoise vest. The dress shirt was slightly open in the front, with only one half tucked into his pants, and he has the right arm sleeve rolled up.

Aragon bent down to pick up a glass that a previous customer had pushed over the table. (This is why they had unbreakable glass cups, there were to many cat like species.)

"How can I not flirt with such a fine piece of ass..." Loki mumbled.

Loki was hit with the anti horny stick again.

"Owww!!!"

"Your a goddess stop bitching."

"Tch." Loki began to mumble again before Aragon glared at her again. "Prude."

"Loki I'll set you on fire. You have enough alcohol in your body I'm ninety precent sure you'll burst into a flaming tornado." Aragon looked down on the goddess.

"Eh." Loki shrugged, "Have you rejoined a familia yet?"

"No." Aragon glared at the goddess, harder than before. "And I believe it's time for you to leave."

"But I'm not finished drink—" Loki began.

"No I do believe it's time for you to leave." Aragon glared again.

"Oh... I see..." Loki stood up, placing a small bag of gold on the table.

"This still doesn't pay for your tab Lady Loki."

"I don't know what your talking about, Ha... ha... ha..." Loki ran off.

Aragon looked up to the roof of the tavern, sighing, "Guess I'm closing late tonight. Stupid Loki."

Aragon began cleaning the glasses he had used that day, putting them up and cleaning the tables.

A couple minutes into the deep clean of the tavern, a tall burly woman came down from the stairs.

"Aragon, what are you still doing up? It's way past midnight." The woman spoke.

"Loki decided to stay longer, past closing." Aragon spoke, continuing his cleaning. "Sorry Mama Mia."

"Loki again eh, guess she would drink on the night before her familia returns." Mama Mia sighed, rubbing her nose. "Thanks for putting up with her."

"I had the anti horny stick. I was fine."

"...Ok then."

Aragon put his towel up, "What time are we opening tomorrow?"

"Around one in the evening,"Mama Mia smirked, "What? Planing on hitting the dungeons?"

"Of course not. Was just wondering what time I needed to wake up."

"Yeah, yeah."

Aragon walked up the stairs and into his room that Mama Mia had given him years ago.

Flopping on the bed the man sighed, pushing back his hair and taking off his tie. '...Maybe I should... it could relive the stress... no! Nope!' He thought as he watched a fly zoom past him.

Snapping his fingers the fly combusted into a purplish red flame. Aragon watched as the flies wings slowly burnt up before hitting the ground.

Aragon got up and opened his window leaning out to see a man trying to peak into another one of the rooms. "That's not Syr's room Luka." Aragon sighed.

The man, now named Luka jumped, almost falling off the side of the roof. "Wh-what are you talking about, I'm not trying to get into any room- I'm just- you know- hanging out?"

"Yeah don't word it like a question next time, and that's Ryuu's room."

"Oh shit..." Luka muttered.

"Oh shit indeed." Aragon knocked on the wall beside him, after a bit of rustling Luka was plastered onto the wall of the building beside the Hostess Of Fertility by wind magic.

"Thanks Aragon." A familiar female voice came from the window in the room next to his.

"No problem Ryuu, sleep well."

Aragon walked back to his bed before eyeing the small paper box on his bedside table.

"Don't you dare smoke Aragon." Ryuu's voice could be heard, like she was reading his mind. "I have my window open and I don't want that stuff drafting in here."

"Alright, alright." Aragon sighed, leaning onto his bed frame.

"NYA! GO TO SLEEP! NYA!" The voice of a Anya screeched from her room.

Aragon closed his window before changing and going to bed, only to be plagued with nightmares again.

But he is, and always will be used to this.

______The_Next_Day______

Aragon started his day like any other, helping the girls with their hair. The reason? He was good at it.

So after an hour of fixing up Anya, Chloe, May, Lunoire, and Syr's hair Aragon finally was able to sit down for breakfast.

After he helped May and Mama Mia fix said breakfast.

"Hey, Aragon! Do you have a small magic stone from your adventuring days I could have?" Syr randomly asked.

"What are you planning?" Aragon scowled at Syr.

"Don't be like that Aragon." Ryuu chopped his head lightly.

"Yeah, I'm not planning anything." Syr said, with her 'I'm planning something' face.

"...Yeah right, just make sure to not drag me into... whatever your 'not' planning.'' Aragon tossed her a small magic stone that was in his pocket for a while.

"Thanks 'dad'" Syr chuckled.

"Never call me that again." Aragon scowled.

Ryuu sat beside him and started to eat her own breakfast.

"Nya! Lookie, the love birds Nyare Nyat it Nyagain."

Everyone looked at Ryuu and Aragon, who both were extremely confused.

'Us? But we are only siting next to eachother...' both Aragon and Ryuu thought simultaneously.

Teasing about the two continued for the rest of breakfast, even if it made no sense to Ryuu or Aragon. They had never seen the other in that sort of light and even if they had, they had never shown any signs of it.

Sometimes Aragon thought they just needed something to tease him or her about, as they were the most stoic of the Hostess of Fertility employees.

Suddenly Syr perked up and ran outside, tapping the shoulder of a white haired boy. "Umm~ Excuse me~!" Syr spoke.

"Oh. This was her plan." Aragon looked at the (obvious) adventure. "Decent choice Syr."

The whole entire Hostess of Fertility staff was currently spying on Syr. Even Mama Mia.

The boy turned towards Syr, getting to a distance that she had to back up from. "Oh, sorry did you need something?"

"Well, um, it's just, Um..." Syr took out the magic stone Aragon gave her. "You dropped this."

"I did?" The boy picked up the stone.

"That's not gonna work. Unless he's a dumbass." Aragon sighed.

"I thought I already cashed in all my magic stones yesterday." The boy put the stone in his pocket before bowing towards Syr, "Thanks ma'am, I really appreciate it."

"..." The entire staff was appalled, no way this boy was that stupid.

"So you are an adventure right?" Syr questioned, "Are you really going into the dungeons this early in the morning?"

"Uh huh! I am." The boy nodded, before his stomach began to growl.

"Huh? One second." Syr walked into the hostess and grabbed the left overs of breakfast and put them into a bento box. Once done she brought the box to the white haired boy. "It's not a lot, but you should take it."

At this point, Argon could guess what would happen next so he went back to the table and sat down. The small paper box in his pocket burning a hole.

A couple minutes later, Syr walked into the Hostess, a smile on her face. "You just convinced the pope fellow to 'pay you back' didn't you." Aragon said as he and May began to take the plates to the kitchen.

"Maybe~" Syr smile widened a bit.

Aragon shook his head, but went back to work. They had 4 hours till they opened for the beginning of the afternoon shift. And Aragon knew that Loki would be coming during the evening shift.

-Chapter End-

This will be at the end of each chapter, it will hold info and if you guess some stuff (like skills that were revealed during the chapter I'll add it.)

Character Bio:

Name: Aragon Estell

Alias: Cerberus

Age: 28

Race: [Unknown]

Occupation: Ex-Adventure, Bartender and Body Guard for the Hostess Of Fertility. (Even though the girls definitely don't need protection.)

Familia: [Unknown]

Lvl: [Unknown]

Magic: [Unknown]

Skills: [Unknown]

Love Interest: [Unknown]

Looks:

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(This and The Tragic Hero in Remnant Will be my main focuses for this year, please stop me from making anything else.)