Weapon lessons with Buchikowasu (Power +4)

You found Buchikowasu in her small dressing room... it seemed even smaller, with a woman her size in it. She was wearing her mouth-guard again, redressed in a gray, city camouflage printed hoodie that would be useless in this all gold facility, as well as a black tank top and short, gray jean skirt. Her plump legs and belly probably belonged in a more modest outfit, you thought to yourself, as she was muffin-topping a bit over the skirt... Her foot was kicking irritably, clad in black combat boots, as she cleaned her rifle meticulously. This preparatory side was one that was hard to get a feel for during your match together with her.

{if Buchikowasu Tattooed = 1}She seemed to start upon seeing you, nearly dropping her rifle... a gun-owner ought to be more careful than that, right? Just then, you remembered that you'd tattooed her earlier... That brought on feelings of sexual frustration. She was probably remembering a rough masturbation session. Thinking about Buchikowasu masturbating while calling out your name filled you with... confused feelings.

Fixing you with an irritable glare, she picked her weapon back up and went back to inspecting it, as though she hadn't made any slip-up. "Whaddya want? I'm busy..." she grumbled. "I ain't your priestess neither."

You told her that you only wanted an opportunity to learn about priestess weapons from her. It was clear that she was pretty familiar with her own weapon and how Don empowered it. You wanted to know if she could pass some of that knowledge to you.

"I wanna say 'shit no, you got a lotta nerve...'" Buchikowasu grumbled, rubbing her ass where you'd tattooed her. "But truth'a the matter is... If you beat me, then it's actually good for you to get as strong as you can, so I don't look like a shithead for losing to you. So get over here... I'll teach you how this gun works." You thought to yourself she might be smiling behind that mask of hers... And you also thought to yourself that gun might be loaded. You gulped and thanked Buchiko.

"Bu-chi-ko-was-su!" she corrected you, growing indignant as you shut the door behind yourself. The two of you went over various god weapons, from swords to rifles, late into the night.{endif}

{if Don's Tattoo = 1}Seeing you brought a sneer to her eyes. "Oh yeah... You're that god Don and I smacked around in the first round. Katappashikara, right? What the fuck do you want?" she asked, placing her rifle down and lighting up a cigarette, which she placed into the perforations on her metal mask. You explained to her that after being so thoroughly overpowered, you wanted to know how she'd gotten so good with that rifle. Not knowing anything about your weapon had hurt you a lot in the first round...

"Heh heh heh! You shoulda asked me before your first round, dumbass. Fat lotta good it's gonna do you knowing now," she cackled, slapping one meaty thigh with amusement at your misfortune. You didn't think complaining about how Don had cheated was going to help, so you kept your protests to yourself. Instead, you bowed your head, closed the door behind yourself, and gratefully accepted Buchiko's lessons, as she talked your ear off about various priestess weapons.{endif}

((Power +4))