#ryuunosuke.txt

“May I help you?” The question slipped out all too bitterly from Arata’s lips—perhaps it’s the general situation in general that put the young hacker in a state of unease. Though, it wasn’t Arata who was the subject of this man’s interest, oh no. It was the virus-type Digimon that followed him that caught the other’s interest. His focus flickered between Keramon and the stranger, back and forth once, then twice, and finally Arata speaks up again.