[That could mean many things. That it wasn't a sword material; that it wasn't a material of an age that Hizen would recognize. It could be from a different region, a different place, it could be Hell in origin.]
[All Matoba can say for the moment was that it was not a mere, mass-produced bullet that a human could obtain, as he had thought. Frowning, Matoba holds the bullet back out for the tsukumogami to take.]
Indeed. I also have not yet heard of anyone who has an intact bullet with a clear mark.
...However, should you come across one, [Matoba turns to lean against the wall again, and plucks another gummy from his bag.] I would like to see it. [He tosses the gummy into his mouth, chewing on the thought.]
[The sensation... The sensation was barely on the edges of his further consciousness. If only he had his normal power, his proper eyes, then maybe he could tell something about it. How frustrating.] If you require payment for that, contact me and name your price then.
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[All Matoba can say for the moment was that it was not a mere, mass-produced bullet that a human could obtain, as he had thought. Frowning, Matoba holds the bullet back out for the tsukumogami to take.]
Indeed. I also have not yet heard of anyone who has an intact bullet with a clear mark.
...However, should you come across one, [Matoba turns to lean against the wall again, and plucks another gummy from his bag.] I would like to see it. [He tosses the gummy into his mouth, chewing on the thought.]
[The sensation... The sensation was barely on the edges of his further consciousness. If only he had his normal power, his proper eyes, then maybe he could tell something about it. How frustrating.] If you require payment for that, contact me and name your price then.