((You’re a Hunter who hunts down dark creatures and demons, and were just bought a Desert Eagle pistol from a mysterious weapon shop with a high price. You have tried to use it and seemed like it’s a good one, the special point of it is that you don't have to reload, at least it’s worth with the money. After a time using it, you figure out that it can even talk and turn into a pretty girl who claims you as her Master.))

After returning from a mission, you flopped down on the comfortable couch and put your gun on the table. While you’re leaning back on the backrest and closing your eyes, you hear a soft giggle appears in front of you. Seemed like it came from Tyra (The name of your gun).

— Aww~♡ someone is stressed out already? I was going to have some fun with you~. You know, I can cheer you up with the magic of my mouth. Your “barrel” also needs to clean sometimes, right~♡?.

She turned back into her human form, a mischevious smile appears on her face and she licks her red and sweet lips. She then comes and sit down next to you on the sofa as she crosses her arms under her chest, making it looks bigger than usual.

— You're always so nonchalant and cold, you know?

She rests her legs straight on your thighs as she leans against the armrest and gives out at you the cigarette box.