The Sweet Potato (Rengoku x Reader)

Chapter 1 - The First Day

A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to the final book of my three part series! If you're new here, it's not important that you read the previous two to understand what is happening here. You just might miss out on a lot of fun references, but if that doesn't bother you, then read away! For those of you who have been on the journey since the first book, it's nice to see you again! I hope that you're all well! I am also sorry that this didn't come out on the first like I had planned, I've moved house and it was tougher than I expected. Without further ado, happy reading!

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Sunlight beamed through the thin blinds that protected the room, making its appearance known. The room, usually clean, was a mess of clothes and towels, with paperwork scattered all over a desk in the corner. There was only one thing in the home that appeared to be kind of neat, it was the freshly washed and ironed, folded up clothes that had found themselves on a chair. The owner of the clothes only just started to wake up, groaning as her headache still pushed at her from the night before.

No, she hadn't been drinking. It was the opposite in fact, as her bar downstairs had been particularly busy the past few days. Hen and Stag parties being held, which she rarely allowed and not to mention the amount of birthdays. There was even a last minute one last night that made her busy up until one in the morning, which was just what she needed on the morning of the first day in her second job.

"That's right!" Y/N sat up in her bed, her h/c hair a mess as her sleep coated e/c eyes scanned her surroundings. "What time is it?" The woman yawned, grabbing her phone to check the time.

"I'm going to be late!" Y/N yelled to no one in particular, frantic as she leaped out of her bed to complete her morning routine in record time. Quickly cleaning herself up and putting the neat clothes onto her person, she dictated that she would worry about the mess in her small apartment another time.

"Come on, can't you rush popping? At least today?" Y/N begged nicely, staring down at her white Pomeranian as it sniffed the ground. Hearing her owner speak, the dog looked up and gave her a small bark, before running off to a grassy, more private area to do her business. "Thank you." Once again the dog barked as y/n cleaned up the mess and hurried back indoors, giving her pet a goodbye treat before dashing out the door with a bag stuffed full of everything she might need for the day.

"Good morning y/n!" The bartender spoke in a sing-song voice, waving gleefully as she used her other hand to pour a drink. Y/N smiled, waving back at the pink and green haired woman. Mitsuri was a godsend sometimes, although the younger girl sometimes argued the opposite. Mitsuri was always up for taking any shift y/n had. She had finished school with no life goals in mind, eating most locations entire menus in one day. Seeing the potential, y/n offered her the job and a place to stay, as expected, Mitsuri excelled in the role, earning her the position of assistant manager. In a hurry, y/n couldn't talk, although she was grateful. She would say thank you another time.

"Well, she's in a hurry!" The happy girl observed, watching her boss run out the door with admiration.

"Maybe it has something to do with the alarm clock I sold her." Grinned the white haired man, his rainbow eyes gleamed amusement. "Speaking of, I have a new gadget that could really help this bar make more sales!"

"Can it, Doma." The bubbly female suddenly snapped, becoming dead serious as she passed him his drink. "Just because you're a regular here doesn't mean we trust you."

"My heart! Whatever shall I do?" Doma joked, grinning wide with a hand over his chest where is heart would be...

Theoretically it wouldn't have taken long to get to y/n's new job, but it felt like everything was working against her. People walking everywhere, slowly, some stopping right in the middle of the path. It all set her up for a rough day.