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.
What I really wanted
wasn't a powerful gun.
Ich wollte gar keine mächtige Waffe.
Lo que realmente quería
no era un arma poderosa.
Ce que je voulais vraiment,
मैं सच में एक शक्तिशाली
बंदूक नहीं चाहती थी।