Mobile Suit Gundam: Blood Price

Dog Days

Carefully setting the tiny pieces meant for the Heat Saber's inner frame, I'm finally done in assembling its inner frame. I just need to combine the frames and add the handle.

Now if only my boss will stop pouting while staring at me in my own workshop.

Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare

"WILL YOU QUIT THAT ALREADY?!" I yelled at her, disturbed at her judging stare.

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"... You had a woman's smell."

Celestine's creamy thighs, I forgot about her sense of smell.

One of the defining traits of a Halfling is their keen sense of smell, greater than a dwarf as they use it as means to find whatever they seek.

As for the smell? Marion and I have been practicing since I had worked on her newly custom made armor. We decided to practice on dawn break, before the rooster can even cry and at sunset in order not accommodate in our schedules as she is a knight and she still had duties to attend to while I have customers.

The smell obviously came from Marion from time to time, she's a hands-on teacher. Preferring to spar than giving out lessons although she always gives lessons in the middle of combat.

But for now, I need to escape this situation.

"... I started going to the Red light district frequently from last week or so." I lied. Obviously.

"Liar!" She exclaimed, slamming her tiny hands on my desk. Hey! that's made from a precious wood from the Esride forest! Don't break it with your Orcish strength, Midget!

"You can't trick my nose, Brat! I know a woman's smell and the difference between them. Unlike the Red light districts whores, which had the sweet smell of perfume to hide the smell of sex on them, the smell wafting around you is more like sweat. A very sweaty woman!" She accused me, pointing her hand at me as she stood over my desk.

I will seriously punt her off my desk if she doesn't come down in a few seconds.

"And why does it matter to you if I'm fooling around with women?" I tried ignore her, focusing on my work.

"Of course it matters, I raised you!"

"I raised myself on the streets before you grab me off the streets." I replied coolly.

"Moo! I gave you a job!" She retorted back.

"I bet old man Juan would like me to work with him." I said out loud. It garnered me a scream of protest from her.

Old Juan is a human blacksmith who is Maribel's rival and competition in the blacksmithing profession. For a man past his prime, who had endured two major wars, he can still swing a hammer even half-blind.

I respect the old couth. My boss on the other hand sees him as a poacher as Old Juan had offered him once to take over his shop when he retires, much to Maribel's horror.

"AAAAAAH! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO THAT ROTTING FOSSIL! EVER!" Maribel screamed, crossing her arms in an X.

"Then stop bothering me at work! Don't you have paperwork to work on?"

Maribel might be a blacksmith but she is a business woman at heart. She actually made a contract with the local militia and knight orders here in Feoh to supply and maintain their equipment and other orders. This led to her small blacksmithing company to grow large and began trading products to other nearby kingdoms such as Ur, Geofu and Ken.