Chapter 359: NO.122 The Coffee Ship Ahead Is Listening

You guys finished chatting?

You've finished chatting, you may as well open fire.

While Barbarus X remained where it was, and Aomo walked toward the distant Bellstar Beast, the Bellstar Beast actually heard the footsteps and turned to look.

After hearing his words, the Bellstar Beast turned to gaze at Barbarus X in the distance, then turned back.

"... Let's forget it for today."

Aomo heard that, turned his head to glance at her, then paused and turned back to look at the Barbarus X already covered by the magic formation.

He's actually quite fast……

He resumed his stride, passing by the side of the Bellstar Beast.

The Bellstar Beast immediately followed up, and then heard him suddenly say: "If you had drawn your gun just then, you would still have had a chance."

"... We said to forget it, I'm not in the mood."

"Then my suggestion is—next time, make full preparations and give him a heavy blow!"

"? You weren't discussing cooperation with him?"

"Just adding icing on the cake."

Aomo said lightly.

"There are plenty of clues at the exhibition; the already-disassembled transceiver was prepared by that shell company of Yuechi Logistics, and on that basis, Barbarus X's assistance isn't really important."

"So you were pretending then?"

Even wearing a half-face mask, the Bellstar Beast's face still showed obvious astonishment.

And this also made Aomo sigh in his heart.

Although he felt deep down that the other wouldn't understand him, when she acted so directly, his heart still welled up with weariness.

"I've said it's just icing on the cake, I still have no intention of terminating the contract, miss."

"... The witch nicknamed Lady Belshap fell silent, then again awkwardly shifted her gaze."

The demon also didn't say more, walking ahead in silence.

However we came, we'll go back the same way; Aomo, who has a good sense of direction, doesn't even need the Bellstar Beast to continue leading the way.

The silence between them lasted just a few minutes like that.

A sudden utterance, however, was somewhat synchronous, thus forming a kind of interruption.

"Uh…" "Partner, aren't you planning to change back?"

"Huh? Ah?" The witch was somewhat bewildered.

Regarding this, the demon showed great patience.

"Exercise your ability as a Witch Beast to open a gate and teleport." He said calmly.

Although Aomo in this form could do such a thing himself, teleporting ultimately requires coordinates.

From Cocytus to the ordinary digital world managed superficially by the World Tree, the Witch Beast is relatively familiar with this.

But Bellstar Beast's answer shows his thinking was still too simple: "You need to reach the border; opening a gate in the central area would provoke the Demon Lord's army."

"There shouldn't be any talk of the Demon Lord's army regarding Belshap Beast."

The Belshap Beast faction, proud and aloof, has always resisted forming cliques, and wouldn't even take on a subordinate.

By contrast, whether in appearance or weaponry, Bellstar Beast resembles a feminized Belshap Beast, and in its manner of handling affairs it also takes a different path—

—known for its high inclusivity, usually acting together with other Digimon.

Especially it gets along well with gun-wielding Digimon, having many like-minded comrades; even if it isn't the big sister of the team, it might still hold a sort of team pet status.

However, the one before Aomo, having devolved from Bellstar Beast to Witch Beast form and being a permanent special existence, it's hard to say whether her old comrades are still alive.

Although Digimon's life, aging, sickness, and death are a true cycle—death transforms into a Digi-Egg, which then incubates new life—some individuals retain memory data remnants or even inheritance.

But death remains a topic that needs attention.

Especially since Digi-Eggs themselves aren't indestructible, and some Digimon die so horribly they don't even get a chance to form a Digi-Egg.

For instance, in Cocytus and the usual dark regions, the environment makes it hard for Digi-Eggs to appear.

The possibility of dying into scattered residual data is what can be seen everywhere.

Aomo could see with a slight glance—Digimon slaughtering and hunting each other, in the torn data stream there are only tiny fragmented traces, and no trace of an egg.

That actually fits the name of Cocytus as this nether river.

However, if Aomo's true life, which hasn't truly transformed into a Digimon spirit, ends here, the result is merely waiting for the data flow to settle at the underlying layer.

No Digi-Egg rebirth treatment.

But that's getting off track.

The point should have been:

"Who told you this is Belshap Beast's territory? That Belshap Beast guy never had any territory."

"Wherever he goes, the vicinity becomes his territory?"

Exactly.

Bellstar Beast wasn't surprised by Aomo's perceptiveness; it was just recalling the other's earlier address, still deciding to say something, when it heard the other ask:

Then whose territory is this place?

"Um... Fallen Holy Beast?"

"No wonder…" Aomo gave a slight nod.

Fallen Holy Beast, strictly speaking should be called Holy Beast: Fallen form, possessing both holy and demonic, the ultimate Demon King Digimon, modeled after the fallen morning star Lucifer.

"No wonder? What else did you guess?"

"No, just a feeling," the demon raised his hand, pointing with his claw at himself, "Behemoth, you saw him on the screen earlier—that's a giant beast created by the gods, inevitably bearing some divinity."

This statement is somewhat beyond the norm for ordinary Digimon, but for Digimon that understand humans it's simple and easy to grasp.

The Witch Beast is indeed one of them.

He just blankly said, "Just like that Fallen Light Beast guy?"

Light Beast: fallen form, the line of Mastemon Beast, there are also several kinds of gods and demons standing side by side in the Digimon ranks, and it is quite renowned.

"Yes, so I think we should speed up."

Aomo said, raising his claw onto Bellstamon's shoulder, and then both of them simultaneously showed a bottom-up blocky disintegration.

In less than three seconds they vanished from the spot.

Only countless female demon beasts and little demon beasts remained, flying over slowly, all alike.

He searched the surroundings doubtfully, hesitating in vain about how to report to that prince.

Mutual sensing between similar divinities, or rather, resonance between similar items within the holy data……

Aomo wondered if he was lucky to experience this once, or if this fused sublimated form, when turned into data, was too close to the Digimon result.

This also, in a sense, confirmed Barbaromon X's words.

He indeed has the ability to rule the Digimon.

But honestly, that's too troublesome.

Everyone has a lazy dog streak, and Aomo is no exception.

Although he also has a goal to pursue, he lost himself on the road and ran off to look for something else—he's seen enough of that in tokusatsu shows.

His answer to Barbaromon X's stability is precisely this reason.

Or rather, he's afraid of trouble.

He is already familiar with the Witch Beast↔Bellstamon style, and does not want to spend more effort getting used to Barbaromon X's partnership state, even though the latter actually has a higher ceiling than Witch Beast.

He also chose to cling to the old— or rather, laziness.

So what if the ceiling is high?

Putting it on Aomo, it's just performance overload.

He doesn't need to do anything to the Digital World, nor does he need a more badass Beelzebubmon X to help him fight—wouldn't it be better to find Ultraman?

Although borrowing power from Mr. Kai, the so-called Debt King, is somewhat inappropriate, borrowing manpower is hardly abnormal.

That said, for now it counts as a cooperation established; Barbaromon X isn't his partner but still counts as a collaborator.

Thus preparations are also needed.

Bang!

Suddenly popping out of the screen, Aomo plopped down in his computer chair, gazing at the wilderness still on the screen as Bellstamon waved at him.

Then he looked at the desktop time in the lower-left corner of the screen.

21:40

Not much time had passed; indeed, there were still a few minutes until Chazuo's usual coffee delivery.

But he had already added a task for himself.

Using the technique of activating the Digicode to shake the inertia of the Digital spirit—this really is a dangerous job.

Just knowing that the setting of that digital code is something the ancient species used to defy common sense (ancient species evolution might be low), and even if given to Digimon for evolution, it merely dilutes power through a medium.

Then one can know how dangerous its true form is.

The metaphor of a hammer striking a muffled cannon is no exaggeration.

However, Barbaromon X hasn't really gotten hold of it yet; the armor isn't in his hands, so Aomo isn't in a hurry either.

On the contrary, one can look forward to getting his information firsthand.

After all, unlike that Witch Lady, the Noble King is not stingy about contacting and understanding humans; his grasp of information on the Moon-Charge Symbol will probably be quite extraordinary.

Like the kind where, if recorded in an electronic file, even someone's childhood bedwetting photo could be dug up.

With that thought, he could soon be evaluating Rudolf Lady's bedwetting photo of the Moon-Charge Symbol together——

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"Hey, partner."

"?"

While Aomo was daydreaming about tomorrow, the greeting on the screen made him turn around, seeing Bellstamon still standing in the wilderness looking at him, somewhat puzzled.

"Is there a problem with degeneration?" he asked.

As mentioned before, Witch Beast's evolution this time differs from before; it is an artificial evolution achieved by Aomo himself sorting out the dark data.

That is, all that's missing is a Tyrannomon to pose as a model; he has manually completed the data transfer.

This evolution method has the advantage of being easy to degenerate, and the disadvantage of also being easy to degenerate.

For Witch Beast, it's only an advantage, after all she doesn't like staying in Ultimate form for too long.

And Bellstamon doesn't need to harm itself by shaking the data core to degenerate smoothly.

But even now, Bellstamon, which should have decided to degenerate long ago, is still standing there.

Thus it's no wonder he feels he's run into a problem.

"No, just a misunderstanding—this sort of thing should be settled with this form," the Witch Cowboy seemed to declare, "can't use Witch Beast's form!"

This obviously refers to the earlier incident of the gun muzzle poking the back of the head; Aomo suddenly understood the other's awkwardness all along, and also understood the latter half of their sentence.

With Witch Lady's personality, apologizing is indeed not difficult; although the Ultimate form's temperament leaves some residue, Witch Beast's clever and lively setting still influences her too much, making her normal behavior seem somewhat frivolous and lively.

By comparison, Bellstamon is like a mature big sister who grew up straightforward.

Also, to maintain that image, she never wants to show weakness.

A single sorry can be easily said in Witch Beast's form, but for Bellstamon it is far harder than letting her fight.

And this, too, is where Aomo feels Witch Beast is better than Barbaromon X.

The personality states of Witch Beast and Bellstamon are quite close to a human's proper growth process.

From the youthful stage of diverse possibilities, they grew into a certain fixed aspect after growing up.

He is quite familiar with such socializing.

And precisely for that reason, when the other party showed intent to apologize, he swallowed his habitual pleasantries.

Don't apologize or anything...

Actually, Aomo could indeed guess that she would do that then, and her doing so also gave Aomo assistance, enhancing the weight of his words in a manner similar to "one red face, one white face".

So Aomo can indeed say she doesn't need to apologize.

But...

"Okay, I'm listening, partner." He smiled gently, and did not utter the title "lady".

Consistently overcoming oneself and changing one's attitude, for an Ultimate-level Digimon, is a challenge to rigid conventions.

Like a fully mature adult.

Even after establishing fixed behavioral patterns, thought loops, and personal persistence, they remained determined to change themselves.

One attempt, precisely to overwrite past common sense with something entirely new.

"... Yes——" Beilesita Beast gritted its teeth.

A single sentence seemed to be gathering power.

And Aomo patiently looked at her, his eyes actually holding a hint of encouragement.

"Yes..."

"Sorry!"

"I've received——""Trainer, your co..."

"?"

Because the Chazuo, believing the trainer wouldn't be scared due to the fixed time, after directly twisting open the door,

Watching the woman in revealing clothes on the screen apologize to the trainer, while the trainer wore a satisfied expression.

Thoughts began to set sail.