Mobile Suit Gundam: Blood Price

Grind is horny

"Please repeat that again? I think I misheard you miss?" I said as I wiggled my finger up inside my ear to clean it up after hearing today's customer's request.

"Can you-you know, make it bigger?" Today's client, a knightess of the Holy Iris Order if I'm not mistaken, said as she cupped her breasts. A very sizable breasts that can't even fit in my palms without spilling out.

I deadpanned at her.

"Oi! I'm a blacksmith not a miracle worker!"

"Not like that! I meant my breast plate! my breast plate!" She embarrassingly screamed back.

Oh...

Taking a good look at her, she's a total Milf if I ever see one. She got her hair done in a professional bun. Soft round face with maturity and youth mixing together seamlessly, and figure meant for motherhood. Her armor is just a pair of pauldrons with dark leather sleeves as extra protection on the arms and pair of standard bikini armor.

Which looked so small and thinner than a standard one.

"How many times did you re-adjust the size of your armor, ma'am?" I asked, dreading her answer.

She immediately blushed to my question and tried to look away as she mumbled her response.

"I can't hear you." I gave her a deadpanned look.

Sexy or not, give me something to work with bitch. I need my salary.

"5 times."

"Oh... it's fine then."

"5 times this year."

I almost face-planted to my anvil when she said that.

"Damn, woman! What are they feeding you in their barracks?! An entire harvest?!"

"I'm not fat!"

"You're not fat! Your cow with fat udders!"

"Mmmmhp!" Oh, wow! She looks like she is about to cry.

"Alright! Alright! I will work for you. So take it off!" I sighed in surrender.

I really don't like working on bikini armors, makes me feel weird.

"Uhm, is there a changing room here?" She asked bashfully.

"There is one in the dresser, I'll give you a towel in a moment."

"Thank you."

Fuck! this is hopeless.

"I have good and bad news." I told her immediately after examining her pieces of armor.

"Can they be re-adjusted?" She hopefully asked behind the dresser.

"That's the bad news, Nope!" I unapologetically said.

What?

The damn things are as thin as fucking paper. My god! how the fuck is she wearing this shit!

I think I'm being spoiled in Armors by the Astray.

"What?! But that's impossible!" She exclaimed in horror. Me too woman.

"Too much readjustments to the platings had already used most of the metal composing it's make. I would bet I could break with my fingers alone with how brittle they are now." I explained.

"In your situation, you will need a new pair of Armor."

She immediately sagged in defeat, a depressing aura emitting on her half naked form. Now, I feel bad.

"How much does it cost for a custom order?"

"300 gold coins per piece. But in your case, an entire set so it would cause you over 700 gold pieces." With the price laid out, she was out for the count.

"Oi! Don't die in my shop!"

Minutes later...

"Huhuhuhuhu... How can I pay this?! My salary is shot! and I can't borrow from my friends!"

I deadpanned at the woman, who is legitimately bawling her eyes out in my shop. with only a towel covering her modesty.

Pull yourself together woman! You're a knight! A Knight!

!

Idea!

"Oi! You're a knight of the Holy Iris Order right?" She nodded with a hiccup to my question.

"Uhmm, I'm one of the older members but never ranked up." She said with a blush.

"Don't care." I don't want her life story. "How about a deal then?"

"I will not sell my body to you?"

"Like hell I'll be interested in a cow like you, pervert!" I spat back to her accusation.

"C-cow!" She was taken back, putting her hands over her huge chest.

If Celestine's murals are accurate, then this knight surpasses her in breasts size alone.

"Forget earlier, my deal is quite simple. Teach me how to use a sword and I will make you a custom armor for free." I laid out my terms.

Swordsmanship is not my best forte.

I'm currently struggling against 4 Zaku II, the mission is impossible to win with my terrible swordplay and sniping skills. My skills can only go so far to 2 kills before getting jumped by the rest. With guns being a foreign weapon, I can't simply train with it in the open.

So swordplay it is.

I need training, a proper one.

"That's it?" She asked, blinking in surprise.

"Yes, do you accept it or not? If not, I will offer this to the next knight that comes to my shop."

"I accept! I accept!" That was fast.

Sexy Milf teacher acquired.

"Name's Mika." I offered her my hand.

"Marion." She accepted the handshake.

Now I just hope I don't regret this.

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