We arrive in my little dwarf's forge. You can clearly tell that Sirgia has been working on other stuff besides simple toys for the establishment by the signs of use on various appliances and devices that shouldn't really be part of their crafting process. Unless she figured out a dildo with a hidden blade for some bedtime assassinations.
She brings us to a small storage connected to the workshop and starts going through some open crates, shuffling through various things, ranging from weapons, parts of armour, to tools, also in different states of completion.
Leaning far into one of the quite high boxes, she almost falls inside, but I manage to catch her before the accident takes place, helping Sirgia dive deeper while holding her by the thighs. If she was wearing a skirt or something, then this could have been quite the nice view. But, the leather shorts she usually wears are incredibly cute too.
Finally finding what she has been looking for, my adorable dwarf requests to be pulled up and I properly assist Sirgia back onto the solid ground. She's somehow gotten a grey smudge on her cute cheek so I pull out a handkerchief and clean it up, leaving a quick peck in its place, causing Sirgia to blush ever so faintly.
She brings forward something that looks like two pieces of folded material and glances up at Astrea.
"These aren't yet perfect, but I thought about what I could create for you that could be of help in fights and came up with this. Since I've never seen you practise with weapons, I think they shouldn't disrupt your current style."
Astrea curiously tilts her head and picks one of the pieces of fabric up from Sirgia's hands. After unfolding it, we quickly realize that it's a thin fingerless glove of a dark grey colour. On it's back, you can notice some white lines, forming some kind of a circuit.
The clearly fascinated catgirl quickly puts it on the proper hand and reaches out for the second glove, completing the set. Astrea squeezes her fingers into fists a few times while examining her new gear from multiple angles.
"Soft. And comfortable. Thank you."
A small smile forms on Sirgia's lips. "That's not all about them. First, the material I used is actually a metal that behaves like fabric under certain circumstances. I was lucky to find a little bit of it when I was out shopping. You don't have to worry about it getting damaged. It will protect your hands since you use them a lot."
"Thank you," Astrea repeats again with a nod.
"Second, inject some mana into the circuits etched into them. You should be able to feel them easily," Sirgia still continues.
After a few seconds, the paths on the back of Astrea's hands illuminate and we watch something unexpected happen. The material extends and wraps itself around the rest of her uncovered fingers, completing the full glove.
Next, the fabric over the same outer area, quickly swells in the form of many small squares and rectangles, covering the back of her hand, and even the fingers, in something closely resembling a short plated gauntlet. The knuckles receive slightly pointy ends.
Astrea again moves her fingers around and closes them into a fist repeatedly while clearly mesmerized by the change. The plates perfectly cover just the outer area while leaving the inner side of her palm and fingers as it originally was. And the little panels are perfectly aligned to not restrict her movements even the tiniest bit without leaving any critical gaps. What a masterpiece.
"The magical formation will keep the reinforcement up as long as it has mana and will revert the change when it runs out or you withdraw it yourself. With this, you can hit even harder things without worrying about hurting yourself. There's a magical cushioning layered under the plating, additionally protecting your bones with pressurized air. You should also be able to have an easier time blocking bladed weapons with it turned on."

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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
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