60. Gatomon: Am I one of the Digimon of the Chosen Children?

Tailmon and LadyDevimon simply could not understand how such a Digimon could be encountered here.

This was a Holy Digimon, extremely rare even on the Server Continent, and the Holy Ring on its tail could almost be considered synonymous with light.

For a Digimon like this, LadyDevimon could not fathom in the slightest why it would become a subordinate of Myotismon.

Noticing LadyDevimon's gaze, Myotismon was well aware of what she was thinking.

He still remembered that when he first saw Tailmon, the creature was merely a Rookie-level Plotmon. Yet even then, the hope and light in Plotmon's eyes had caused Myotismon to feel a profound sense of unease.

To achieve peace of mind, Myotismon's first reaction was to kill Plotmon. But just as his power was about to tear Plotmon to pieces, a strange thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Given his own strength and wisdom, if he could transform Plotmon—who possessed the potential to threaten him—into his own power, wouldn't that even better manifest his status as Myotismon, the Emperor of Night?

Thus, he brought Plotmon back to his castle. At first, Plotmon's gaze towards him was always filled with rebellion and defiance. Even under Myotismon's relentless whipping, Plotmon never forgot that she had come into this world harboring a certain mission; she never gave up the tiny glimmer of radiance in her heart.

Without abandoning the light within her heart, Plotmon evolved into Tailmon.

Regrettably, as the long years passed, Tailmon ultimately failed to wait for the person she was supposed to await, and that light became tinged with a layer of gray.

The current Tailmon had already become Myotismon's most capable subordinate.

"Even that Tamer could never imagine that Tailmon, a Holy Digimon, would be my, Myotismon's, most loyal subordinate!" Myotismon wore a smile. Tailmon's pure white body and the radiance of the Holy Ring always made Myotismon feel disgusted, but as a spy, no one was more reliable than her.

At this moment, LadyDevimon was also infected by the atmosphere and blurted out a startling notion: "In that case, why not simply have this fellow disguise herself as a partner Digimon of the Chosen Children? It'll be completely indistinguishable from the real thing."

Upon hearing this, Myotismon's eyes instantly lit up. Indeed, with Tailmon's aura of light, if she claimed to be a child's partner, the credibility would be maxed out right away.

With this dual identity, presumably the infiltration plan could be executed even more smoothly.

"Yosh, Tailmon, after a discussion among the organization, from now on you are the partner Digimon of the Crest of Light holder." Myotismon turned around, waved his hand grandly, and said to Tailmon.

Tailmon wore a blank cat expression: "Who? Me?"

Oh no, Tailmon was a mouse disguised as a cat, so not a catty cat, but a mousy mouse... never mind.

A string of current suddenly flashed through Tailmon's mind, as if some long-forgotten memory in the back of her mind was about to be recalled.

Yet when she truly tried to recall it, that memory vanished instantly like a suddenly flashed inspiration.

Yet Myotismon was completely oblivious to Tailmon's abnormality; at this moment, he was thoroughly immersed in his own brilliance.

Ku-ku-ku-ku, a Digimon picked up merely on a whim has now become a part of my plan. This feeling of a sapling planted ten years ago blocking a boulder about to crash down upon me, blessed by destiny, simply makes me want to burst into song!

"You must make good use of this false identity and do your utmost to stall the Tamer's time."

Myotismon chatted once more with LadyDevimon, representing Piedmon, about the details of the plan, and then opened a portal, sending Tailmon to the vicinity of Tai.

Watching the portal, which resembled a clump of fog, slowly disappear before her, Tailmon blinked, then walked towards Tai's direction.

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Meanwhile, back at the restaurant, Tai explained the origin of the accident to Digitamamon.

"So it was LadyDevimon who caused trouble. Whew, and here I thought you guys were sent to wage business wars by my cousin who runs a noodle shop in Chinatown."

After a bout of intense passion with Zero, Digitamamon's anger had also dissipated. The eyes beneath his eggshell once again curved into a crescent-moon-like smile as he spoke cordially to Tai.

"I'm really sorry for causing you trouble this time. We'll help repair the restaurant that was smashed up, and we'll also pay for the meals that were knocked over."

Tai was also somewhat helpless. After all, LadyDevimon had come after him. To a certain extent, had he not existed, Digitamamon's restaurant would not have suffered this calamity.

Aside from the Crest of Courage, the crest Tai used most often was the Crest of Sincerity; his sense of responsibility would not allow him to leave this mess unattended.

Digitamamon shook his head, just about to say that since he and Zero had become such good wrestling buddies, how could he possibly have the face to make them pay for damages, when the restaurant door was suddenly pushed open.

Tailmon walked in, pulling out bundles of vibrant green US dollars from behind her: "The losses they caused, I will compensate for them."

Myotismon had not lived up to his upper-class aura either; he had given Tailmon a large sum of operational funds.

Right now, the mousy mouse was definitely not short on money.

Seeing the stack of banknotes before his eyes, Digitamamon immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say as if they were a glob of phlegm he couldn't spit out.

Who would turn down free money?

After Tailmon handed the money to Boss Digitamamon and bailed Tai and Zero out, she led the two of them away from the restaurant. Not until other Digimon were completely out of sight did she bite her lip to suppress the nervousness in her heart, and then spoke: "I am... the partner Digimon of the Chosen Children, Tailmon."

"My partners have all been captured by powerful enemies. Please help me rescue them, Tamer!"

Tai's heart skipped a beat.

The Chosen Children—that was the designation for the human children who were supposed to fight against the dark forces of this world and save it. When he was on File Island, he was frequently recognized by local Digimon as one of them.

However, the misunderstanding was later cleared up, and Tai learned that he had actually arrived in a parallel world. Later on, Davis from the future told him that his Digimentals of Courage and Friendship were respectively inherited from a parallel world version of himself and someone named Matt.

Tai didn't actually know Matt, but since he could become the holder of the Crest of Friendship, he must be a guy who valued his partners deeply and was extremely reliable.

He had originally thought that since he had come to this world, the Chosen Children must still be living ordinary lives in the human world. But according to this Tailmon who had suddenly appeared, it seemed things weren't quite like that?

At this moment, Zero leaned close to Tai's ear: "Tai, Tailmon is a very rare Holy Digimon, a Holy Beast-type just like Unimon."

"Someone who can evolve into Tailmon generally won't have a bad heart."

"In other words, her words are credible?" Tai asked in a low voice.

"Under normal circumstances, yes."

"Then let's listen to what she has to say first."

"Mm."

The two exchanged glances, nodded, and then turned around to look at Tailmon.