Kajiya de Hajimeru Isekai Slow Life

Chapter 366: 366

I kept slamming sheet metal and eventually created a silkworm cocoon-like shape. After this, also bake in and burn back like a weapon. “Both stiffness and tenacity” is no different with protective equipment.

But there’s something I need to do before I do. While I was preparing the sheet metal on my back, the temperature on my chest armor was dropping, so I invited Helen.

Helen, who was called, comes closer with a wipe of sweat from her forehead.

“What?

“I haven’t finished it yet, but just see if it’s a different size for now”

“Okay.”

When I handed her the chest armor, Helen lifted up to her chest.

“I’m going to do some interior tension from there or tighten it with a leather belt, so think about it and match it.”

“Yeah.”

Helen twisting or deviating from her body while holding it against her chest. There shouldn’t be anything strange about it in my senses, but it wouldn’t be less if it were a little uneven and “sticky”.

I don’t want to entrust the area to the feeling of the person who uses it. Being perfect is not a requirement. The only thing that makes it easy for the person to use it is the absolute condition.

“What do you say?

“Yeah, it’s perfect. I’m not uncomfortable with the movement either.”

“Then don’t finish it with it”

“Ooh.”

When I left my chest armor aside, I went on with my dorsal armor.

In the end, this day ends to the point of shaping the dorsal armor to some extent. I’ll see you tomorrow for the rest.

The next day. I want to get to the point where I finish my chest armor today. The task of launching the chest armor out of the sheet metal is over, so you should be ”used to it” for that matter.

“Helen, I’m sorry, can I touch your back for a second?

“Eh.”

Everyone looked surprised by my words. You didn’t have enough words.

“Sorry, I know the size, but I wanted to know when I molded my dorsal back…”

“Oh……”He made a face that said it would be enough for everyone. It’s just a job, or just a part of the job, and the person on the chest was allowed to do it, but if the person on the back has permission, I want you to forgive me for being critical.

The red-faced Helen said it was a bad idea for me, but turned her back. Decide it means OK and touch it.

“Now excuse me…”

I thought it was not good to touch it softly, so I touched it thoughtfully. It conveys a gusty but supple muscle feel even from the top of the garment. Even after I started living here, Deanna and I did sword arches almost every day.

“Can you round your back next time?”

“Like this?

“Yes, yes.”

Helen knocked her torso forward. It conveys a different shape and feel than I was stretching my back until just now.

“Thank you, that’s enough.”

“Was it good now?

“Oh, thank God, thank God”

“Don’t you like blue?

“No?”

“Right.”

When I make sure that’s all, I start heating my chest armor on the fire bed. This time it won’t heat up enough to get red heat. Instead, adjust to stop at a certain temperature.

When the steel is heated in the presence of oxygen, the surface can be oxidized and rusted. When I say rust, it’s not like red rust.

What I’m doing right now is making a membrane of oxide. If you make an oxidized skin membrane, rust is also hard to come out because it is originally oxidized. And when the oxide membrane is made, interference with the reflected light occurs and colors due to its thickness and so on.

Call for a liqueur at the end of the heating, show me the fire floor and say.

“Look, it’s this temperature. Take a good look.”

“Yes.”

That said, the chest armor I removed from the fire bed, it had a bright blue color on it.