Spellbound Affection

Chapter 1: The Violet Eagle

(Third Person Point of View)

Tendou Satori was a Mage. Not the best kind of job along the Espeleirian Peninsula, as the Swordsmen were always valued more. As the said vicinity was always prone to monsters.

Much to Tendou's luck, he was not a member of any party. Swordsmen, and other classes thought he was weird, and some even thought he was a monster himself.

Because of that, Tendou fought small to average-sized monsters, all alone. He had been increasing his level alone.

Tendou groaned. He couldn't accept the quests that had bigger bounties or the ones that had fearsome monsters because they always required goddamned parties.

Tendou was pissed. He was sure he will accept any party that will welcome him in, no matter how the members acted, or even if they were weird as fuck. Hell, if they eat locusts for dinner, he doesn't care.

Tendou's ass was itching for bigger rewards and for some real badass action.

Just as he was finishing his meal inside the pub, various voices came bickering as they went inside.

"There are no motherfucking Mages left! Damn it all, let's just register as a party without a Mage!"

"How can we be a party without a Mage? We'll just be shooed away, dickhead!"

"If I fucking find a Mage in this pub, you are so going to treat me to some beer."

"Oh yeah? What if you don't?"

"Fucking watch me."

Tendou was about to stand up in his seat when someone suddenly places a hand on his shoulder.

"What the heck--"

"Excuse me, are you a Mage?"

Tendou looked behind to see the most handsome man he had ever laid his eyes on.

"How.. The fuck did you know?"

"Because you wear a cape?"

Shit. This man relies solely on intincts. Too simple, too pure. But hey, he's handsome. Nevermind that, Tendou! This party is in need of a fucking Mage. It's your time to shine!
Tendou thought to himself.

"So.. Do you have a party you are a member in?" The handsome man continued. "We are in a drastic need of a Mage--"

Tendou cut him off. "You know what, fuck it. I'm a Mage, yes. I don't have any party I'm a member in yet, so I accept your invitation."

The man blinked. "That's... Great! Hey, you all come here, I found a Mage."

Four other people came to the man's back.

"That's great Ushijima-san! See, Semi-san? I told you there would be a Mage in this pub."
The guy with black bangs rolled his eyes skyward.

The guy named 'Semi' scoffed.
"Ha. Ushijima beat you into finding one, so no beer for you."

The handsome 'Ushijima' cleared his throat.
"Ahermm. Please introduce yourselves. Do not be impolite."

The guy with bangs bowed to Tendou.
"My name is Goshiki Tsutomu. Nice to meet you! I'm an Archer."

The guy named 'Semi' stretched a hand, in which Tendou took.
"My name is Semi Eita. It's a pleasure. I'm an Assassin."

The guy with copper-colored bangs waved a hand. "Um, I'm Shirabu Kenjirou. I'm a Bard."

The muscular black-haired guy smiled.
"I am Reon Ohira. I'm a Guardian."

The handsome 'Ushijima' guy kept his stoic face. "I am Ushijima Wakatoshi. I'm a Swordsman, and will be the captain of this soon-to-be party. I hope you are okay with that? It's nice meeting you, Mr. Mage."

Tendou blinked. Captain? What the hell are we, some kind of crew in a ship? But he let the matter slide because Ushijima was handsome.

"My name is not 'Mr. Mage'. Mage is my class, and my name is Tendou Satori."

Goshiki jumped. "So?? So?? What are we going to name our group? It should be a badass name, because we are amazing."

"There should be an adjective, right? Like, the Great Britain, or something."
Shirabu tilted his head.

Semi facepalmed. "Great Britain is not a party's name. It's a whole nation's name."

Goshiki's eyes lit up like fire.
"What about the Intergalactic Legendary Slashers?"

Semi groaned. "It sounds horribly stupid. Plus, it's unnecessarily long."

Reon silently coughed awkwardly.
"Enough with the trashtalking please, Semi-san."

Ushijima suddenly spoke.
"The Violet Eagle."

Semi blinked. "Wait, what the fuck, what?"

Tendou laughed like a psycho. "I love it. It sounds so stupid and meaningless, but if our leader says so, then why not?"

Goshiki scratched his bangs.
"I... Guess we could live with that.."

Shirabu hummed. "Even I can accept that."

Semi sighed heavily. "Fine. Just 'cause Ushijima says so."

Reon nervously raised a hand like some student wanting to be called by a teacher or something.
"Ushijima-san, pardon my asking, but why 'The Violet Eagle?'"

Ushijima held his chin. "Because... Violet? And.. Uh..Eagle is good."

Tendou kept laughing, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

Surprisingly, Semi was the one broke from the shockwave of Ushijima's explanation.
"Let's... Just sign the group up, and never talk about the name of the group ever again."

Goshiki, Reon, and Shirabu nodded vehemently.

Tendou was still smiling. "Imagine if a kid walks up to us and screams, 'oh look!! It's the violet eagles!'"

Reon scratched the back of his head.
"Dear me, that would be so bad."

Shirabu coughed awkwardly as he started to walk away. "Let's go. I though't we're signing the group up."

"If the reception lady asks for an explanation ignore her." Semi looked up the heavens.

Ushijima was left speechless and thinking.

Was there something wrong with The Violet Eagle?