Chapter 152: Ogremon Thinks You're a Sissy
"So, your appearance here is probably not a coincidence, is it?"
LadyDevimon's voice dripped with dark amusement. After delegating the rescued Gekomon and Otamamon to her subordinates for safekeeping, the towering fallen angel led her four uninvited guests toward a secluded, shadowed clearing away from the main camp.
Faced with LadyDevimon's piercing crimson gaze, Leomon and Wizardmon exchanged a heavy look. The oppressive aura of an Ultimate-level Dark Digimon weighed on them, leaving the seasoned warriors momentarily at a loss for words.
Gatomon, however, felt no such intimidation. She stepped forward, her tail swishing with open, unapologetic candor.
"That's right. We followed you here." She met the towering demon's eyes without flinching. "After all, isn't this exactly what you were hoping for?"
"Oh? How interesting."
Looking down at the small, defiant feline, LadyDevimon's lips curled into a wicked smile. Dark energy suddenly swirled around her tall, leather-clad form, compressing inward with a sharp hiss of data.
In the blink of an eye, the towering fallen angel vanished, replaced by a much smaller, familiar silhouette. She had reverted to her BlackGatomon form.
Gatomon blinked, her ears twitching. "..."
BlackGatomon stretched her dark paws lazily, a sly grin on her face. "It's a little easier to talk eye-to-eye in this form, isn't it?"
Gatomon's expression flattened. "..."
Looking at her dark counterpart—who wore an amiable smile that completely failed to hide the unconcealed smugness dancing in her eyes—Gatomon felt a vein throb in her forehead.
She released a long, silent sigh. 'I really, truly do not get along with these Dark-type Digimon.'still, the holy cat quickly adjusted her mindset, forcing her fur to lie flat.'She is just an Ultimate level, isn't she? I will definitely reach that height sooner or later!'
Gathering her resolve, Gatomon locked eyes with her dark reflection. "BlackGatomon, I won't beat around the bush."
Her voice dropped, turning sharp and serious. "Let's get straight to the point. Do you want to take down that tyrant, Myotismon?"
"Heh. That certainly is direct, Gatomon."
BlackGatomon blinked her bright eyes, letting out a soft, breathy chuckle. She paced a slow circle around the group, her tone dripping with flippant amusement. "I simply cannot understand why you would assume such a thing."
"Enough, BlackGatomon. Are you seriously still trying to test us?" Gatomon snapped, her patience wearing thin. She planted her paws firmly on the ground. "With your abilities, if you had truly wanted to stop us back at the castle, there is absolutely no way we could have escaped."
She leaned forward, her blue eyes blazing with conviction. "It makes zero sense for someone as powerful and independent as you to willingly serve a megalomaniac like Myotismon!"
Faced with the agitated holy cat, BlackGatomon maintained her infuriatingly calm facade. She tilted her head, tapping her chin with one claw.
"Is there a possibility that I genuinely just don't possess such grand ambitions?"
She paused, letting a teasing, razor-sharp curve form on her lips. "After all, as you can plainly see, I have a massive territory and countless Digimon under my protection to feed. It isn't strange at all to seek shelter under a massive, terrifying tree, is it?"
Gatomon's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. A cold glint flashed within her azure irises.
"...Are you treating us like fools?"
"Yes, but that isn't the main point."
BlackGatomon proudly lifted her chin, her dark fur bristling with arrogant confidence. "The fact of the matter is, I fundamentally disagree with your little proposal."
She cast a dismissive glance over the group. "Perhaps your ragtag team has someone like Leomon, whose raw physical strength is somewhat passable. But the rest of you? Whether it is you, Gatomon, or Wizardmon, or even that loudmouth Ogremon... you are nothing but Champion-level Digimon."
"What did you just say?!" Ogremon roared, his green skin flushing dark with rage as he hefted his bone club. "I am—"
"Calm down, Ogremon," Wizardmon cautioned, raising a hand.
"Leomon, don't you dare stop me! I need to show this arrogant furball a thing or two!"
"Kora!"
Ignoring the furious, spit-flying roars of the green goblin beside her, BlackGatomon kept her gaze entirely locked on Gatomon.
"One half-baked Ultimate-level combatant, and three ordinary Champions," BlackGatomon sneered softly. "You want to take down the terrifying Myotismon with just this pathetic level of strength?"
She let out a mocking sigh. "I have to say, your sheer arrogance truly amuses me."
Watching the teasing, haughty dark cat before her, Gatomon remained dead silent.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Then, a sudden, drastic change swept across her face.
She smiled.
Gatomon actually smiled.
It was a brilliantly sweet, beautiful, and utterly terrifying smile.
Before BlackGatomon could even process the shift in demeanor, Gatomon took a step back, pinched the sides of her fur as if holding a dress, and executed a flawless, elegant curtsy.
"You are absolutely right, oh powerful and mighty Lady BlackGatomon," Gatomon purred, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness. "I shouldn't have been so incredibly arrogant."
She turned on her heel, her tail flicking dismissively. "I deeply apologize for disturbing your precious time. Let us part ways right now."
BlackGatomon froze. "Eh!?"
Watching Gatomon march away without a single ounce of hesitation, BlackGatomon stood completely stunned, her arrogant facade shattering into a million pieces.
'Wait, no! I just wanted to test your resolve!''True, your overall strength is a little weak right now. But Mizuki taught me that we should always minimize our enemies and maximize our friends!''So, if there was anything unsuitable about the plan, we could just sit down and negotiate more, right?!''Why did you just flip the table and walk away so directly?!'
Seeing Gatomon leading her three bewildered companions toward the exit, BlackGatomon instantly abandoned her haughty act. She pushed off the ground, her dark form blurring as she desperately flashed directly into the path of the four departing Digimon.
However, just as she opened her mouth to speak, she caught it.
A fleeting, incredibly smug look of absolute triumph flashing across Gatomon's face.
At that exact moment, even if BlackGatomon had the processing power of a Numemon, she would have realized the bitter truth.
'Damn it! I got played again!''Ahhhhhhh!!! I absolutely refuse to admit to this!!!!'
"So?" Gatomon tilted her head, her voice suddenly shifting into an exaggerated, high-pitched, sugary-sweet tone. "What exactly does the incredibly powerful and beautiful Great King BlackGatomon want by stopping us weak, pathetic little Digimon?"
"Enough, Gatomon! Stop talking to me in that disgusting tone!"
Hearing Gatomon's fake, cutesy voice, BlackGatomon visibly shivered, her fur standing on end as she glared fiercely at her holy counterpart. 'Mizuki was right, this is exactly what he called a fake internet-girl voice! It is horrifying!'
"Hmph. Who told you to keep stirring up trouble and acting so high and mighty in the first place?"
In response to BlackGatomon's deeply displeased glare, Gatomon simply lifted her chin, looking incredibly proud of her victory.
It was just that, in her moment of triumph, she seemed to have completely forgotten that Wizardmon and the other two Digimon were standing right beside her, witnessing the entire exchange.
Wizardmon gripped his staff tightly, his hidden eyes wide. '...' 'Gatomon can actually make such a strange, cloying sound?'Leomon crossed his massive arms, his stoic face twitching slightly.'...' 'I never expected the usually serious and disciplined Gatomon to have a side like this...'
Ogremon, however, lacked any such tact.
"Bwahahahahaha!" The green goblin threw his head back, clutching his stomach as raucous laughter echoed through the clearing. "Hey, hey, Leomon, did you see that?! That ridiculous sound Gatomon just made! Hahaha! Ogremon thinks she's a total sissy! Hahaha!!!"
Gatomon froze.
The smugness vanished from her face, replaced by a shadow so dark it rivaled LadyDevimon's aura. "..."
A terrifying, murderous glint flashed within her azure eyes.
In the very next fraction of a second, the air cracked. Gatomon vanished from her spot and materialized directly in front of the laughing goblin. Her small, gloved fist swung upward with an absolutely unstoppable, explosive momentum.
CRACK!
The devastating uppercut landed squarely on Ogremon's jaw. Under the sheer, terrifying impact of that immense physical power, Ogremon's usually wide-open mouth was violently forced shut, his teeth clacking together with a sickening crunch.
His massive green body lifted completely off the ground, sailing through the air before crashing into the dirt several yards away in a heap of groaning data.
Having sent the Champion-level brute flying with a single, casual punch, Gatomon slowly lowered her arm. She rubbed her knuckles gently, muttering something dark under her breath, before slowly turning her head.
She cast a chilling, murderous glare toward the remaining two male Digimon.
Leomon and Wizardmon stiffened instantly. "!"
"Did either of you hear anything just now?" Gatomon asked, a dangerously sweet smile stretching across her face.
In perfect, terrifying synchronization, Leomon and Wizardmon shook their heads.
They shook them so fast that their heads literally left afterimages in the air.
It was a deep display of their sheer will to survive.
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