>>10851856The beads of sweat return.
With sore fingers (these gacha balls are tough to open.) I pry the next one open.
It's the unarmoured girl. Fantastic!
Relieved, I don't really care what the next is..... Buuuuut it would be nice to be the final weapon set.
Absently, as if in a dream I crack it open.
What
The final weapon set !!! What incredible luck!!
Just for a bit of fun, I exhaustedly amble back to the change machine and swap another 1k.
2 more rolls.
Casually I glance around seeing if anyone else has any interest in my beautiful gacha machine goddess who has been so kind to me. Apparently not.
The nerd has left, the mother is still talking to her kid as they wander about and the salary man hasn't done anything at all. Odd.
Back to my beauty I go.
In a dream I gently pour my final offerings into her recess.
With an odd melancholy as we do the delightful deed two more times, I reach in and pull out another of the boy. Another of the unarmoured girl. This is fine.
Or gorgeous children for me to possibly sell on the open market. Or keep it I feel so.
And so completely satisfied, I turn away, give the machine one, final look and go on my merry way.
I'll always have these fond memories of our time together. And so with a feeling of extreme satisfaction, I leave and grab a coffee.
Thankyou GashaponQuest gacha machine. You'll always be special to me.
