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The night had wound down peacefully in Orario, the moonlight spilling soft silver across the streets. After all the blood, pain, and chaos of the dungeon, Damien found himself craving sothing normal — warm food, noise, and maybe a bit of laughter.
The sll hit him the mont he stepped inside the Hostess of Fertility — grilled at, spiced stew, and freshly baked bread. The clatter of mugs, the chatter of adventurers, and the laughter of the waitresses made the place feel alive.
And sitting right there near the counter, waving like he'd been waiting hours, was Welf.
"Damien! You've been gone for so long!" Welf shouted, raising his drink with a grin.
Damien chuckled, walking over to join him. "Long enough to almost forget what this place slls like," he said, pulling out a chair. Then, turning to the counter, he called out, "Hey, Chloe! Can you get my friend here sothing to drink?"
A familiar voice answered, full of cheer."Oh! Damien-nya! How are ya, nya?" Chloe said as she appeared with her usual bounce, tail swaying behind her.
"Doing great, thanks, Chloe. Also, can I get a al with that? I'm famished — missed this place's cooking," Damien said, grinning as he sat down.
Welf laughed. "Oh, so you've already co here before, eh? Must've made quite the impression — girls in here don't usually rember anyone's na. You must've chard them first ti!"
Damien snorted. "No, I didn't charm anyone. I've only been here once."
Just then, another voice chid in."Oh! Hi Damien-nya! Good to see you again! Has anyone taken your order, nya?" It was Anya, ears perked, balancing two trays at once.
"Yeah, Chloe's got it covered, don't worry about it," Damien said with a wave.
"Okay good! If you need anything, call , nya!" she owed before darting off toward another table.
A few monts later, Lunoire stepped out from the kitchen, brushing a lock of hair from her face. "Oh, Damien! Welco back. Good to see you again. Need anything?"
Damien shook his head. "Chloe's taking care of . Thanks for asking."
Lunoire smiled faintly. "All right, just call if you need sothing."
As she walked away, Welf leaned back in his chair, smirking. "Haven't chard them, huh?"
"Oh shut up," Damien muttered, rolling his eyes.
Not long after, Chloe returned, setting down a steaming plate in front of him. "Here you go, nya! Enjoy your al, nya!" she said, leaning against the table, her tail flicking as she stared at him with that teasing grin.
"Thanks, Chloe," Damien said, digging in. After a few bites, he noticed her still watching. He looked up. "…Uh, sothing on my mouth?"
"No, silly, nya! I want your opinion on that!" she said eagerly, tail twitching.
He swallowed. "Well, it's good — as always."
Her ears perked up imdiately. "Really?! Mama, you hear that nya! He liked it nya!" she shouted toward the kitchen. Then, leaning closer, she grinned wide. "I made that myself, nya! Mama Mia said I'm not as good as her, hihi~ So which is better, nya?"
Damien froze, then started laughing. "Nah, I ain't falling for that one, Chloe. As sexy and cute as you are, I know exactly how dangerous your teasing gets."
He raised his voice, calling toward the kitchen, "This is great! But not as good as Mama Mia's food!"
The tavern fell silent for half a second. Even Chloe blinked.
Then, realizing she'd lost the trap, she slamd her palm on the table and hissed, "Damn it! Almost got you, nya! Well, next ti I'm gonna win, nya!"
She turned to leave — but paused. Without warning, she grabbed Damien by the collar, pulled him close, and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
"Thanks for liking my food, nya!" she said with a bright smile before darting back into the kitchen, practically bouncing with excitent.
Damien froze for a mont, his hand instinctively touching the spot where she'd kissed him.
When he turned his head, Welf was staring at him with narrow eyes and a grin that stretched ear to ear.
"…Shut. Up." Damien said flatly.
Welf just raised his drink, barely hiding a chuckle. "Didn't say a word."
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As the night went on, the Hostess of Fertility grew louder — mugs clinking, laughter echoing, and stories of dungeon runs filling the air. Damien leaned back, chatting with Bell, sharing jokes and stories of their recent ventures, his mood light and carefree for once.
That peace didn't last long.
The door swung open, and a group of rough-looking adventurers walked in. They weren't the usual rowdy type — they moved with purpose, eyes scanning the tavern. After a mont, one of them, a tall, muscular man with short black hair and a pair of goggles resting on his forehead, spotted Damien and strode straight toward him.
He sat down right beside him, too close for comfort."Are you Damien Ardent?" he asked flatly.
Still mid-laugh, Damien turned, half-grinning. "Yeah, that's . You need sothing?"
"I need you to co with ."
Damien's smile thinned, his brow raising slightly. "And why exactly would I do that?"
"My god wants to talk to you," the man said, his voice low but firm.
Damien exhaled through his nose, unimpressed. "Yeah? Well, tell your god to wait until after the tournant to scout , all right?"
That should've been the end of it — but the man didn't move. Instead, he reached across the table and grabbed Damien's forearm, fingers digging in tight.
"This isn't a request," he said.
Damien's eyes narrowed. In one smooth motion, he twisted his arm free and drew one of his daggers from his belt, the blade flashing under the tavern lights.
The stranger reacted just as fast, pulling a knife and pressing it against Damien's throat. In less than a heartbeat, both n were locked in a silent standoff, their weapons a hair's breadth from each other's skin.
Then — clang!
A sudden tallic thud broke the tension. Mamma Mia stood between them, her towering presence filling the room, holding a massive frying pan in one hand and a saucepan in the other. Both were aid like weapons — one at Damien, the other at the stranger.
"No fighting in the Hostess of Fertility," she said in a voice that could make even the bravest adventurer sweat.
Damien blinked, taking a slow breath before lowering his dagger. "Sorry, Mamma Mia. He ca in here looking for trouble…"
The man glared at Damien for a mont, then shifted his gaze toward Mia. After a tense pause, he finally grunted, "Fine… we'll et another ti, then."
He sheathed his knife and stood, turning sharply toward the exit. Damien watched him leave carefully, morizing every detail — tall, muscular, black hair, and those damned goggles.
When the door shut behind him, Damien finally tucked his dagger away. "Sorry about that," he said, exhaling.
Mamma Mia crossed her arms, her glare still heavy. "Be careful of that man," she warned, her tone serious before heading back toward the kitchen.
Damien leaned back in his chair, a faint grin tugging at his lips despite the tension."Haaa...Trouble Co Knocking eh?"
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The sa man who had stirred trouble at the Hostess of Fertility now walked through a dark, narrow alleyway, the moonlight barely piercing the shadows between the buildings. His boots splashed against shallow puddles as he moved deeper inside, until a figure erged from the darkness ahead — cloaked, calm, but radiating an unsettling presence.
The man stopped and turned toward him. "So? How did it go, Dix?"
Dix smirked, crossing his arms. "He's got balls, I'll give him that. I can see how he took out those idiots in the dungeon… Are you sure he's godless, though? He had the aura of at least a Level Three."
The figure chuckled quietly, his eyes glinting faintly with divine light.... cold, knowing, and inhuman.
"No," he said, smiling darkly. "Completely godless. I sensed no Falna in him."
He stepped forward, his grin widening as his voice deepened with quiet arrogance.
"And of course… as a God, I would know."
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