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All of the characters in “Digimon” have crossed the borders of their respective series to co-star in a dream-like performance?! These stories are quite fictional!
The setting takes place here, in a grilled meat restaurant. Taichi, Daisuke, Takato, and Takuya created a rather puzzling display as all four of them huddled close together and continued to eat their grilled meat in silence….. For some reason, none of their partner Digimon were with them.
Taichi: Y’know, when we meet up like this, the meat tastes exceptionally good!
Daisuke: Yeah, it’s so great we picked the All-You-Can-Eat course. We can stuff ourselves as much as we want!
Takuya: Daisuke really is stuffing himself as much as he wants… Ah, he stole Taichi-san’s meat again….
Takuya observed the scene idly as, for some reason or another in the general flow of things, he had been put in charge of grilling the meat. Thoughts ran through his head such as, So this wasn’t even an important conference to begin with, and, Why do I have to keep endlessly grilling the meat like this.
Takato: I really wished I could have brought Guilmon with me, though…
Daisuke: No, you don’t. He’ll cost you a ton of money. Takuya gets it easy because he doesn’t have to worry about stuff like that, eh!?
Takuya: Haha… ha…
Takuya had noticed before any of them… that Agumon, Guilmon, and V-mon were staring at them from outside. What’s more, V-mon looked as if he was crying!
Takato: Can we get a receipt for this later?
Takuya: He’s like a picky adult.
Today the town is holding a small, one-day festival. An elementary school was used as its grounds, and a variety of food carts were lined up all around campus. By the puppet-lover Katou-san’s suggestion, the inside of the gymnasium was used to hold a Puppet Show Contest.
For the benefit of the large crowd that formed the audience, Chairwoman Katou-san introduced the performers in a loud voice.
Juri: Now for our next contestants, please give your applause to Entry Number 11, Miyako Inoue-san and Iori Hida-kun! The title of their play is “Sunglasses Mask Runs Wild”!! Please give it your all, the both of you~
Miyako-san has been called upon!
A suspicious-looking male puppet wearing sunglasses and brandishing a whip in his hand slowly peeked out from behind the stage… and, oh dear, it started hitting the Gazimon puppet that Iori-kun was holding!!
Miyako: Work, damn it! If you don’t, you get this!! And this! And this!
Miyako-san’s words were naturally tinged with ferocity.
“Stay back if you know what’s good for you, sunglasses man!”
The assembly room was filled with a storm of jeers and roaring laughter!!
Reika: Hey, do you think Sunglasses Mask could be you?
Yamaki: I don’t have an interest in whips!
While this charming conversation was taking place next to him, one boy was trying to leave the room for some reason…!?
Jyou’s middle school is holding its annual school festival today. Because it’s the festival of a famous private school, the schoolgrounds are bustling with activity and there are tons of events to participate in! Even inside the school building, Jyou’s class had devoted much of their time preparing their haunted house, and it is now a huge success.
Izumi: Umm… I guess this is the place! It’s got a nice atmosphere going, don’t you think?!
Ruki: Well, let’s not get our hopes up.
Holding their written invitations at hand, the three of them disappeared into the dark gloom of the classroom.
Jyou: Heheheh. They say that the panicked screams of cute girls are well-suited for a haunted house!
Within the darkness, frightened screams and shouts of excitement could be heard mingling together.
Izumi: Ew! What is that? Kyah!!
Izumi gave the reactions that Jyou expected. The satisfaction from that made scaring her worth it.
Ruki: ……? What’s this?
Picking up the “fried tofu” that had been lowered in front of her face, she tossed it over her shoulder with a bored expression.
Among them, Tailmon was the only one who appeared nervous and kept constantly looking over her shoulder.
Rustle! There was a sound!!
Tailmon: Look out, Hikari! Stay back!!
Tailmon received the ghost (Junpei) that had jumped out at them with a flying kick.
Tailmon: You’re not hurt, are you?!
Hikari: I… I’m fine, but um, Tailmon, that person wasn’t really…
Tailmon: Don’t worry! I won’t let any of them come near you, Hikari!!
Hikari: Is that so? Fufu… then, I guess I’ll count on you to protect me. ♥
As he watched Tailmon keep a strict vigilance over her surroundings, Jyou considered the benefits of running away.
Note: Oikawa is selling takoyaki. :9
The spring sunlight fell gently upon the children on a clear afternoon. Stressed from battling and going on adventures every day, they decided to take a breather at a neighborhood park. Some of them ventured over to the food stands, while others took a nap under the shade of the trees… each of them spent their break time however they wanted.
Sora was sitting on the lawn as she gazed at Taichi and the others playing soccer. When she glanced over to the sandbox, she saw—
Sora: Oh no, those children…
At the sandbox, Tomoki and Shaochung were having a huge fight.
Tomoki: I fight on my own, so it’s obvious that I’m more awesome!
Shaochung: Lopmon is strong, too! And who cares about this thing anyway! Take this!
Tomoki: AHH! You smashed it!!
Sora: Now now, you two!
Both she and Jianliang ran over to calm them down.
Sora: Tomoki… it’s true that, in our case, our Digimon are the ones who do the actual fighting. But that doesn’t mean their Tamer just stands by and watches them.
Jianliang: As their partners, we support them by providing the best conditions they can use to fight. It may be expressed in a different form, but even Tamers fight for the sake of peace.
Tomoki blinked at Sora and Jianliang’s words, and wiped away his tears before lifting his head. There he saw tears streaming down Shaochung’s face as she looked back at him with a crushed expression…
Tomoki: I was wrong.
Quietly, he held out his right hand to Shaochung.
Tomoki: Let’s be friends again, okay, Shaochung?
They had decided to meet at a famous spot in front of the Digimon Kaiser statue. Just like any other day, tons of Digimon here are causing a commotion.
Mummymon: Wait for me, Archnemon!
Culumon: I—I broke it off, culu!
Gazimon: Uwaah!? Please stop doing that, Etemon-sama!!
It may appear to be an unexpectedly noisy spectacle, but this is what usually happens every day.
And every day, a boy would arrive there with his Digimon. Whenever it was close to sundown, he would come here and silently play his harmonica.
Gabumon: It’s pretty noisy out here again.
Yamato: Doesn’t matter.
Apparently, it was the boy’s dream to form a band. That is why, in order to do so, he would never fail to practice his instrument here.
Two young boys who passed by him caught the strains of his melody.
Kouichi: That kid over there is good.
Kouji: Yeah, it’s a nice sound.
Kouichi: Do you think the Digimon next to him is his partner?
Kouji: Must be the one on the right.
The gentle melody of the harmonica floated in the breeze as if it were carefully blanketing the peaceful evening. The Digimon Kaiser continued to watch over the scene in silence.
Kouichi: Anyway, I guess Junpei-kun isn’t coming.
Kouji: Let’s just go home.
Tradução em português by Rayana
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