Kosuna’s out to arm herself to the teeth after a brush with death. An old arms dealer teaches her a thing or two about Desert Punk and the ways of survival in the Great Kanto Desert.
Yes, I'm certain it was a strong heart
that could accept my weakness...
ein starkes Herz war,
das meine Schwächen akzeptieren konnte.
Sí, estoy segura que era un corazón fuerte
हाँ, मुझे यकीन है कि ये एक मजबूत दिल था
जो मेरी कमजोरी को स्वीकार कर पाया।