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Eiji walks out of the shower wearing clean clothes. The stream empties into the room. He smiles as the sound of Loogamon’s voice carries over the bathroom fan behind him. Eiji walks into the living room and finds Tartarus sitting across from Loogamon.
“Thanks for sticking around…” Eiji makes out before tripping over a pile of clothes on the floor. Worry and disgust creep into his expression as he looks over the mess in his apartment. “Sorry about the mess…It’s been a ..week.” He scrubs his hair dry before making his way to his guest.
Tartarus gives Eiji a sympathetic smile. “Don’t worry, my place looks the same. I’m sorry I barged in unannounced.”
Eiji shakes his head. “Not at all…er…Who are you again?”
The man smirks as he takes a sip of his coffee. “They call me Tartarus.”
Eiji bows, “I am Eiji Nagasumi. Nice to meet you.”
“The pleasure is mine and..Dorumon’s”. Tartarus raises his wrist to press a button on his Digimon Linker. A small purple-winged fox appears next to the man. Dorumon’s wings flap gently as it floats next to his partner. The gem on its forehead glimmers in the apartment’s dim light.
“It’s the raggedy Digimon from the Wall Slums,” Loogamon barks.
“My name isn’t Raggedy, its Dorumon!”
“This is my friend and partner,” Tartarus adds.
“Wait… You’re the interviewer?!” Eiji exclaims, putting the pieces together.
Tartarus nods.
“I don’t understand…Why would you be the one to oversee the tests? Unless…You already knew about my deal with Ryusenji.”
Dorumon lets out a chuckle. “Marvin was right. You look dumb, but you’re observant.”
“Wait..What?”
“It’s the raggedy Digimon from the Wall Slums,” Loogamon barks.
“My name isn’t Raggedy, its Dorumon!”
“This is my friend and partner,” Tartarus adds.
“Wait… You’re the interviewer?!” Eiji exclaims, putting the pieces together.
Tartarus nods.
“I don’t understand…Why would you be the one to oversee the tests? Unless…You already knew about my deal with Ryusenji.”
Dorumon lets out a chuckle. “Marvin was right. You look dumb, but you’re observant.”
“Wait. What did…”
“We know Ryusenji sent you to spy on us,” Dorumon interrupts. “We’ve always known.”
“And you let us join anyway?” Eiji asks, unsure where to turn his attention.
Dorumon shrugs. “We needed your skills. Besides, you saved Marvin’s life. Thanks for that by the way.”
Eiji stares blankly at the Digimon. “Yeah, no problem…”
“So you can be polite,” Loogamon adds, mocking the fox.
Dorumon ignores Loogamon. “We knew we could trust you because the professor trusts you.”
“I didn’t know the professor had that much pull with the Sons of Chaos.” Eiji opens his energy drink and takes a sip. The cool liquid soothes his throat as it goes down. Eiji suddenly remembers something. “So what were you planning to do with the Machinedramon?”
Tartarus sets his coffee down and clears his throat. “I guess it’s my turn,” he mutters. The change in tone catches Eiji off guard. “It’s a story that now involves the two of you…”
“Wait, so we’re just part of your plan?” Eiji asks.
“It’s a little more complicated than that. There are a lot of moving parts. A lot of unplanned…complications.
“I don’t care what your plan is, Eiji and I are saving Leon and Pulsemon,” Loogamon barks suddenly.
“That’s why I am here. But…we’re the ones who sent you after Leon in the first place.”
“Yeah but…” Eiji begins to tear up. “Leon is DMIA because of my mistakes. No one deserves that.”
“Then we want the same things,” Duromon chimes in. Eiji eyes the pair suspiciously. They were hiding something, but Eiji couldn’t make out what. “Tartarus started the Sons of Choas to help those who went DMIA.”
The words trigger something in Eiji. He turns to Tartarus. “Earlier you told me you knew how it felt to lose someone. I thought you’ve never lost anyone during a mission?”
“Well, he…” Dorumon starts, but Tartarus raises his hand to stop the explanation.
“That’s a misunderstanding,” Tartarus pauses to let out a long sigh. “I was the first person to ever lose someone in the Digital world…Bit I’m never making that mistake again!” Tartarus speaks with reassuring conviction.
The small apartment remains quiet for a few moments as Eiji struggles to find a response. Curiosity gets the better of him. “How did it happen?”