Danmachi Short stories

Confession Aftermath's (Tsubaki)

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Something every adventurer in Orario shares in common is the constant need for equipment maintenance. With the relentless battles adventurers face daily, it's no surprise that weapons and armor often get damaged, or worse completely destroyed.

And at this moment, Bell Cranel finds himself in such a predicament.

Bell: *Sighs* Why now of all times... My armor just had to break when Welf and Hephaestus-sama are out of the city...

His gaze dropped to his cracked chest plate, frustration etched across his face. As the weight of the situation sank in, he pulled out a small piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it, scanning the familiar handwriting.

Bell: I'll be out of the city for a week with Hephaestus-sama. I wrote here a blacksmith I trust. If any of your equipment needs repair while I'm gone, pay her a visit if you need. Your friend, Welf.

He said in a murmur.

Bell glanced up from the note to the large building looming in front of him. The Hephaestus Familia symbol was displayed proudly on the front, a mark of craftsmanship known throughout Orario. The forge emitted thick, black smoke from several open vents at the top, a testament to the hard work being done inside.

Bell: W-Well... I guess this is it.

He hesitated at the threshold, his heart pounding just a little faster. It was one thing to trust Welf with his gear, but going to an unfamiliar blacksmith? Bell shifted his weight from one foot to the other, trying to shake off the unease that settled in his chest. The sound of hammering metal echoed from within the building, a steady rhythm that reminded him of Welf's forge, offering a small sense of comfort.

Steeling himself, he took a deep breath before saying-

Bell: Here goes nothing.

As he entered the building, he saw numerous smith's busy doing their work at their respective areas ensuring that none of the get in the way of each other. 

He approached the closest smith with a nervous smile.

Bell: *Nervous smile* E-Excuse me.... Do you know where I can find a person by the name of Tsubaki Collbrande? 

The smith stopped his work as he looked at Bell with a tired expression.

"Upstairs, the entire floor is her workstation you'll find her there"

He said before shifting his focus back to his work.

Bell: T-Thank you...

He quickly spotted the stairs and made his way up, his eyes were immediately drawn to a woman standing beside a roaring forge, hammer in hand. Her full attention was on the piece of metal in front of her, each strike deliberate and precise. The steady rhythm of her hammering filled the room, her focus unwavering as she worked with intense concentration.