Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Oh, I'm tired..."

I'm more tired of talking to Leopold for a long time.

Especially since there was a lot of rubbing and serious talk this time.

"Then you can have something good tomorrow."

Secrito squeaks next door.

"Don't be silly. You finally have your arm, but you want to get it on as soon as possible."

Shortly after we finished our long talk with Leopold, Barbano contacted us that we were able to do Secrito's prosthetics.

"He'll live up to his expectations."

"I wonder. Well, if we walk straight, we'll think of it as making money."

Even though I say it, Secrito gets out in front of me one by one with a fluttering foothold.

And from time to time, it slows down as I've always noticed.

I'm still looking forward to her, too.

I hope you've done more than you expected.

Me and Secrito went into the basement of a building.

This is where Barbano produces prosthetics.

"Oh, there you are."

It's not something to keep confidential, but Barbano says the work will be better underground, so I'm borrowing it and letting it be used like a dedicated workshop.

In a different way than Brunhilde, he doesn't like the sunlight either.

"Okay, let's get started."

When I say that, Secrito is thoughtful and half naked with his torso.

"Hmm."

You think you lose if you're shy, you expose your shiny brown skin, big breasts, and slightly less pigmented nipples without hiding them.

"Hmm."

Neither does Barbano care about his shaky breasts in front of him again.

Instead, I stuck my hand in my pants better and became the feather to adjust the position of the thing that began to bleed in.

"You haven't changed your stature."

That said, he tries to take Secrito's left arm... a bandage wrapped around his lost arm.

"Wait."

"Say what. What are you gonna do if you don't give me your arm to wear a prosthetic arm?"

Secrito says with a slight glance.

"You stay back."

"Okay, sweetheart."

I turn around.

If she doesn't want me to see it, she should respect it.

I hear the voices of Barbano and Secrito from the back, and the sound of metal rubbing off.

"This is the prosthetic hand I'm gonna put on you."

"What's that? It's not even a third the length of my arm. You're not gonna tell me to make that happen, are you? Just a stick still looks better"

I can hear Secrito's disgruntled voice.

"It's weird. We'll find out when we get there anyway. Wow!

I hear the voice of Barbano, the sound of metal, and the stuffy voice of Secrito.

"Gu... ugh... higi!

"Does it hurt at first? Keep this up."

Secrito's voice turns into a creeping one.

"Mmo! Mm-hmm!! Mm-hmm! Mmm..."

"That's a little more...... should fit right in...... Hmm!

"Ahhh!!

At the same time as Barbano's hanging voice, Secrito makes an international loud noise.

I see signs of her supple limbs lying back.

"Hey, I guess you're cheating on me by turning around. I'm sorry for this special play."

"Dumb."

I can hear Secrito laughing.

Was it a little distracting?

Aside from the joke, I heard that fitting a prosthetic hand can be quite painful.

"Okay, I got it"

Barbano exhaled with Fu, so I look back softly.

"Isn't that strange?

And I squeal unexpectedly.

Wearing on the left arm of a semi-naked secrito was a strange object like a short metal ring, not resembling a prosthetic hand......

Like she said, it's not even a third the length of a normal arm.

"It's no use adding anything like this. Instead of fine spirits, it's a good place to squeeze vegetables."

Secrito also stares at Barbano with a stabbing gaze.

Besides anger, I can see disappointment and sadness in that look.

Doesn't she look pathetic, though she would have expected it while saying what it is with her mouth too?

"Yea hustle! Shut up and sit down!

Barbano shakes his big body to the side and brings another box.

"What I just put on is the joint part that connects the arm to the body, naturally it's short!

Barbano says as he takes out multiple arms, out of the box.

"Try wearing a single metal arm, and if you put your hand on the wall, the impact will go straight to the bone of your arm and you'll be stuffy."

Barbano pushes a short prosthetic hand on Secrito as he says.

"What I just put on it is the basis for keeping it close to my body. The prosthetic hand will be attached to this foundation."

Barbano pushes the metal wheel hard.

It's not strange that Ceclito would be stuffy with an act that would otherwise determine the wound, but the wheel just contracts and he doesn't seem to be in pain.

"It's powerful springs and various tricks that distribute the load. If it's not a force that crushes your biological arm rather than a little... it should be bearable to push or pull."

"I see."

"Hmm."

Seems Secrito is pushing his arm against the wall to make sure it works.

I got a little bit of anticipation back in my expression.

"The key arm... this is it"

Barbano took three arms out of the box.

Me and Secrito speak up unexpectedly.

"Do you have three?

Barbano deviated from his pigeon chest with skill.

"That's the joint for it. Every time I put it directly on my arm, it's complicated adjustment and pain, but this way..."

Place one of them on a metal wheel.

Then the prosthetic arm was fully fixed to the arm just with a slightly shorter sound.

"This won't even take three seconds with one arm. All you have to do is lower the lever here."

"Can you take it off by yourself, this is good"

Secrito's eyes glow.

That's Barbano.

It was exactly what I expected.

Attached arms are, in a nutshell, martial metal arms.

It is narrower and narrower than a normal arm for weight adjustment. It does not have a categorized item on it, but the flat hand is of course well made up to the joint of the finger. If you wear gloves on the long sleeve, you will not know what a prosthetic hand is.

Looks like a sturdy, practical delicacy to Dwarf lovers.

"This arm is versatile for everything from everyday life to rough movements. There are no outstanding features other than durability, but if you insist..."

Barbano turns to the front of Secrito.

I approached my upper body naked ceclito without any hesitation, so I would touch my abundant milk, but it wouldn't look like I cared.

"Hey."

"Shut up and watch... uh here"

That's what happened when I put it on, but I'm angry, but for some reason, I feel more excited.

No, let's not think about it.

"Pull this little lever..."

"Mm!"

My prosthetic hand makes a light metal noise and holds my fist.

"When I put it back..."

Make a sound again and your fist opens.

"You can hold things!

I accidentally raised my voice.

I had never heard of a prosthetic hand that could hold things.

"The lever allows you to adjust the grip to four levels. From soft potatoes to firm grips. I could have subdivided it more, but if I did it any further, it would complicate the mechanism and cause a malfunction."

"No, enough. Excellent."

Secrito grabs brooms, cloths, etc. that were beside him with a serious face.

Her face is already visible and laughing.

"Okay, next."

Barbano removes generic prosthetics.

Secrito looks a little sad.

What has emerged is an unparalleled and noisy substitute.

The arm had three sharp nails growing from around the top of his wrist.

"As you can see, it's just a nail. The nail area is made of a special alloy, so there is no need to grind it. I have a shock absorption scheme based on the premise of hitting it, so using it for rough hands will not cause pain in my arm."

"This is awesome again"

"It's a wilderness specialty. Not for everyday use."

Above all, it looks too vicious.

There are three claws that say 40cm across the blade, nothing but demons if you look only at the silhouette.

"Hehe, this is good. It's good to hold the sword, but this one is better in a brawl..."

Secrito swings his nails up and down quickly, turning backwards and then spinning his arms out to make a decision.

Brilliant move.

I don't flutter at all.

I guess putting my prosthetic hand back on my center of gravity.

Secrito has a full smile.

"This is next."

The last thing Barbano took out was exactly his arm.

"Oh."

"Is this Dwarf technology?"

An arm without any weird philosophy, just the arm itself.

There is also no difference between the biological arm and the dimensions.

"The touch is exactly..."

"I didn't know you'd make it this far."

Even if you touch it, the bloodless coolness is not unlike the soft skin of something.

The shape is perfect and the colour matches the brown colour of Ceclito.

Not a bad person can spot this as a prosthetic hand as long as you hide the base.

"What material are you using? I didn't know you looked so much like your skin..."

As I say, I pull my hand in with a bad feeling, and Ceclito stops moving.

"... you're not using real skin, are you? If you go to the battlefield trail, you'll get it easily."

"What do you people think of Non!

Barbano explained some material, but I didn't know anything about it except coal, so I listened.

I wish I hadn't stripped it from a human body.

"But this arm is not suitable for rough things. A little shock will peel off the material, so use it with adulthood. I really didn't want to make such a brittle object, but I can understand the thought of a woman with thoughts wanting her arms back... it's special"

Secrito turns his embarrassing face to me for a moment, then shakes his neck gently to create a provocative look and turns his hand to Barbano.

"Do what? Oh, yeah. I really wanted to make it hairier, but you wore it all around. I know it's weird, but I've got a hairless arm."

"I would have strangled you if I had mastered my hair.... Anyway, great job. I have to thank you too."

"I don't want it. Non promises to get booze from this guy."

But Secrito comes to Barbano even more as he looks at me.

"Whatever. Shall I let you rub even one of your milk? Or do you want to smoke?

"Yeah, let go! If you're going to seduce me, why don't you grow one of your armpits before you come!

I laugh unexpectedly.

Usually I almost go crazy with jealousy, but this time I find out that Secrito is lighting it up.

Secrito was unhappy that I wasn't jealous, or he stretched out his arm to stroke Barbano even more... hardened.

"Hey. Did this arm make my arm into a model?

"Exactly. It would be perfect, though."

At the time of the first measurement, Barbano was carefully observing Secrito's right arm... oh, I noticed that too.

"It's fatally flawed."

"Don't listen to that! The center of gravity and shape should be perfect! Try to tell me what's wrong. No!

Barbano, confident in his work, eats and hangs in Secrito.

Then Secrito stretched his arm forward.

"I have my left arm thumb on my left?

……

A few seconds of silence.

"... fix it later"

"... n"

Barbano apparently made a perfect copy of Secrito's right arm.

That's a big deal not to break the center of gravity.

"Well, here's the real deal at last"

Barbano speaks up to overthrow a little failure.

"Isn't it perfect already?"

I got three for general purpose, combat, and everyday use (right arm).

It would be enough work.

"Say what! Though it wouldn't be funny or anything with just a prosthetic hand!

It wasn't technically just a prosthetic hand, but it's a mouthpiece that seems to have something more amazing.

"Ho."

Secrito also looks with anticipation.

This is all I've been shown, so my expectations naturally swell if I were told to go further up.

But I have a bad feeling about it.

"This is it first!

Barbano took it out is a thicker, more muscular prosthetic hand than earlier.

It seems that the material is also different from earlier, emitting a dull, heavy glow.

Above all, it's a hollow hole in the palm of your hand.

"... dude, it's unusually heavy"

"This is not a swinging object. Well, try it."

That's what Barbano says. He points to the back of the basement.

"Put your arms on that barrel. When you sit down, press the button at the base."

"... this?

The moment Secrito presses the button, a tremendous roar and shock wave hits his whole body.

Put aside for a moment the flames and smoke, and the barrels were shattered and scattered, and a large hole could be seen to the wall behind them.

A muscle of smoke is drawn from his arm against the wall.

"Gee wow!

But the recoil blew up Secrito, so it's not.

I jump at her with an odd voice, hug her and slip on the ground.

"Are you all right?

Sekrito, who was flabbergasted, but he saw the trail of destruction and understood everything.

"The cannon!? Heh, don't be ridiculous!! I thought he could do it, but he's not doing well!!

An exasperated secrito hits the button continuously with his arm pointed at Barbano.

"I only get one bullet in. Too much explosives... I'll adjust one dose, so give it back."

Secrito throws back the cannon prosthetic as he flutters whether his ears are still strange to the roar at close range.

"Next."

"... I can only give you a bad feeling."

Secrito is right, his arm is no longer openly shaped this time.

It's an image of the bottom side of an elongated pot hitting your arm.

"Bear this and attach the hose to your arm"

……

They carry something like a big backpack, from which a hose extending is attached to their arms.

From the backpack I hear the sound of liquid waving.

"Pull the lever!

"... damn it"

Secrito pulls the lever as he sits up.

At the same time an awesome flame erupted forward.

"Ooh!

Secrito, who stays fit but raises his voice.

That was all the fierce flames.

"See! Characteristic combustants extracted from coal, just oils, etc. don't have the same firepower!!

"Um..."

The gratitude for making a great prosthetic hand disappears more and more.

If we had stopped with the first three, Secrito would have been grateful to Barbano too...... no, then she might get swept up by this guy. I'm glad to hear that.

"Stop it! Ooh!

"Mm, I didn't put a stop button on it yet. Just shoot it all off."

A few minutes later, Secrito, who has finished radiating everything, is neatly brought to the wall.

"Do you still have it?

"My goodness. This arm..."

Secrito grabs Barbano's head.

"Say the effect first. Then I decide if I want to give it a try."

Soon the smile disappears and all I feel is killing.

"Um, this arm flies at high speeds by simultaneously detonating gunpowder planted evenly at six roots -"

"Rejected. Next."

"This is a multipurpose of all seventeen, including knuckle-out, plug-out, hair-removal, bolt-tightening, pine light, corny massage -"

"Mm, extra convenience... can you put on arms like these lumps of household goods next"

"The tip of a stiff special alloy that rotates with the power of Zenmai drills even hard rocks and iron plates -"

Pushing the circle and the spinning tip against the wall shreds the stone walls.

……

Secrito suddenly grows up.

Did you like it?

"Don't forget, it looks worse than nails, okay? Isn't that something that stands out?

……

That's what I'll advise you, but Secrito is scraping the wall without answering.

Well, you just wanted to give it a try.

"That's enough for the first three. Others are too ironic."

"Hmm... there's still a lot going on. This is self-confidence. Using a combination of cannon and flame arm mechanism, the shell is fired continuously while rotating a multiplexed barrel just by turning the lever, constantly at a rate of three to four shots per second -"

Six thin cylinders in a row, a terrible looking thing that can't even be said to be an arm anymore, makes me laugh unexpectedly.

This stuff wouldn't be a prosthetic hand or anything.

"I want Secrito to run the battlefield, not be a human weapon."

I have more than just the first three of them.

I should be sure to thank you.

I bow my head toward Barbano.

For a moment Secrito saw this one with a complex look on his face, but he immediately returns to the task of digging the wall.

"He used to listen to me. You put a lot of work into it."

Secrito is also grinding the walls now, but putting the three prostheses aside looking important.

"I have sparkling wine in barrels in my room. Why don't the three of us have a drink?"

"My goodness! After one job, it's limited to one cup. Good morning."

Barbano behaves a strange herd of prosthetics, urging me with short legs.

"Let's have a cup of Ceclito, too. Don't rewind Zenmai..."

"I'm having a little fun. I've never seen anything so strange."

Secrito seems to take care of the three prostheses and the... spinning weird arms.

You liked that after all.

Barbano and Secrito walk side by side with me in the lead.

Celia dashes abruptly at the edge of her sight.

Hehe, come on. You'll be busy, but unlike earlier, you're healthy busy.

You should be well prepared.

Secrito and Barbano lurk their voices and converse while adorable Celia distracts them.

Clarify my ears that I care about that by exposing myself to nudity and calculating the affair.

"Can't you use this rotating arm technique to move irregularly back, forth, left, and right?"

"Nothing I can't do, but it's a pointless move"

"No, that's fine. The material is the same soft material as the everyday arm, this shape and size... the tip part feels thicker than the whole thing please. Sprinkle the metal balls and rice balls as a whole if possible..."

"I don't know what that means, but I can build it if you want. I don't think it's going to help."

"Please. I'll give you my secret drink."

I'm not sure I can ask fragments.

Is it good because it doesn't seem like it's an arithmetic for cheating for now?