So... The piss-tool was not for fighting the enemy, but for personal protection against... Domestic... Threats... Noted. That was understandable though, humans had always been fickle creatures, and even when they swore oaths of loyalty and groveled before you, one could never take their word. For a promise of great personal reward, or an opportunity to get more than what they alreay had, and most humans were willing to snap their jaws over the hand that fed them.

Repulsive creatures...

Miyuki [i] would[/i] try out the other weapons that were on offer. Afte receiving instrucitons and and an explanation of how each worked, the dark fox would proceed to test each one in succession. As with the pistol, the initial shot, or few shots, were always a graze or negligble winging of the target. But each successive shot then improved markedly in at an alarming rate. It was almost as if the noirette had some kind of... Supernatural affinity for using tools of  warfare, or something...

Either that, or she was just a very quick study and naturally gifted...

After having gotten to test the shotgun, the ass rifle, the snaipurr rifle- and a smaller ass ult rifle, called a sub-machine gun, Miyuki placed the last of the weapons back onto the little table-counter and looked at Yumeko.

"So, given that all the man-weapons you've shown me so far are these metal-spitters, I take it that you no longer use spears or blades in battle?" She asked, tilting her head.

Frankly, she prefered those types of weaponry. they weren't as noisty and overly complicated at these shooty-things. They also ha a more refined, and visceral, effect when used. They were simply more elegant... But, perhaps the days of such things were long since gone...