The process was brief, the questions direct.
Soon, Sinshi had figured out Agumon’s entire background.
It indeed didn’t know any Taichi Yagami, nor any DigiDestined.
It was just an ordinary Agumon living on File Island.
Before being summoned, Agumon was catching fish by a stream.
Faced with the sudden circular portal, it walked right in with a curious and fearless, reckless mindset.
By the time its eyes adjusted to the bright light, it saw the sky of the Pokémon world.
As for the “urgent matter” it mentioned, it was about several stranded fish in a small puddle by the stream.
It was afraid that if it returned too late, the fish would die and lose their fresh taste.
This behavior and way of thinking was indeed very Agumon-like.
At the same time, through Sinshi’s simple explanation, Agumon understood how it got here and the general situation of this world.
As for other things, it tried hard to listen, but concepts like “Pokémon” and “unique creatures” really made its head spin.
Agumon scratched its head awkwardly and said, “I’m really sorry.
Even though I can roughly understand every word you’re saying, once they’re put together, I don’t get it at all.”
This was within Sinshi’s expectations.
He waved his hand to show it was fine.
“I should be the one apologizing.
It was my first time using that thing, and I didn’t expect it to bring you to a completely unfamiliar world.”
Originally, he just wanted to see what kind of Pokémon the panel would summon as his starter, but he never expected it to cross universes and summon Agumon.
Ultimately, he was the cause of this result; it was his fault.
Agumon, on the other hand, didn’t care at all.
It waved its large claw and said, “It’s fine.
I didn’t have any friends on File Island anyway, so it’s all the same to me wherever I am.
As long as there’s food and I’m not hungry, I’m perfectly satisfied…” *Grumble~~*
Mid-sentence, Agumon’s stomach suddenly let out an embarrassing growl.
This made its previously firm tone turn a bit regretful.
“It’s just a shame about those fish in the puddle.
If I had known, I would have caught a few to fill my stomach before coming over.”
“Hahahaha.”
These unexpected yet completely reasonable words made Sinshi burst into laughter.
Although it wasn’t the Agumon from his memories, this carefree, foodie personality was exactly the same.
Was it a racial trait?
Recalling Agumon’s “Hungry” status on the panel, Sinshi pulled out a few ping-pong-sized wild berries he had gathered along the way for his own lunch and handed them over.
“Fish aren’t very easy to find around here, but I’ll figure out a way to make it up to you later.
If you’re hungry, just make do with these berries for now.”
Looking at the berries in front of it and hearing Sinshi’s words, Agumon fell silent for a long time.
Its eyes gradually grew moist, and it had to sniffle several times to keep the tears from falling.
During its days living alone on File Island, it never had any friends or companions.
To fill its stomach, it had to rely on itself to forage and hunt, even if it meant facing life-threatening dangers.
It had once actively shared food with other Digimon, trying to earn their trust and become friends, but in the end, it either never heard from them again or they turned hostile the moment they got the food.
It originally thought that after so many years of solitary life, its heart had grown as cold as a dead fish.
Yet, unexpectedly…
as soon as it arrived in this “Pokémon” world, it met a creature who willingly offered it food.
What’s more, this creature was a human, a completely different species from itself.
Agumon suddenly felt a sense of unreality, but the truth was right in front of it, leaving it deeply moved.
Since the other party was so generous, it couldn’t be impolite.
It decided that once it was full and they left this place, it would show off the secret fish-catching techniques it had learned over the years and catch a pile of fish for this human in return.
Subsequently, Agumon took half of the berries and pushed the other half back.
“Half is enough for me.
You eat the rest.”
Agumon’s tone was resolute, adopting a stance that it would only take half, and if offered more, it would refuse them all.
Sinshi nodded without speaking.
At this moment, his gaze was already drawn to the changes in a few columns of Agumon’s information on the panel.
[Friendship] 10 (Passing Acquaintance) → 60 (Inwardly Approved and Considers You a Friend) [Status] Hungry (Alleviating)
‘How did its friendship level skyrocket so much all at once?’
‘Just because I shared a little food with it?’
Recalling how Agumon looked like it was about to cry just a moment ago, Sinshi quietly watched the Digimon as it buried its head and scarfed down the food, forming a few guesses in his mind.
‘It seems carefree on the outside, but it still has a sensitive side to its heart.’
But with this, Sinshi temporarily didn’t have to worry about how to keep Agumon by his side.
The next thing to do was to leave this place…
Suddenly, a faint buzzing sound came from the breach in the giant boulder, causing Sinshi to look up in surprise.
“These guys actually didn’t just leave.”
According to the pattern of the past few days, as long as they saw him disappear from their line of sight, the Unown would hover for a while and then most likely scatter and go back to sleep.
It was only after discovering this pattern that he was able to safely enter and exit the ruins.
Yet today, they uncharacteristically stayed outside for so long?
‘They really slack off when they should be serious, and get serious when they should be slacking off.’
Sinshi dismissed the panel and looked toward the source of the sound.
Seeing Sinshi’s movement, Agumon, who was still eating the berries, glanced in the same direction while chewing.
An Unown squeezed through the crack in the rock, flying in from the other end of the ruin’s passage.
After looking around and spotting Sinshi, it instantly let out a shrill cry.
“Gima!”
At its call, one Unown after another quickly flew in.
Their numbers far exceeded what they were before; at a glance, there were no less than thirty of them.
At this moment, they were glaring at him with extremely furious eyes.
Clearly, the volley of Hidden Power from earlier not only failed to eliminate him—the “intruder” and “destroyer”—but actually allowed him to seize the opportunity to run into this corner of the ruins, almost hiding right under their noses.
This series of events had pushed their anger to its absolute peak, adopting a posture that screamed: today, either you die, or we do!
Standing beside Sinshi, Agumon naturally sensed their aggressive approach and undisguised hostility.
Chewing its food, it asked, “Sinshi, are these the creatures you mentioned that are similar to me in this world…
the ones called ‘Pokémon’?”
“Yes.”
“They don’t look very friendly.”
“It’s more than just unfriendly.
To be precise, they’d much rather beat me to death right here.”
“That won’t do.
You’re my friend, and I can’t let my friend get bullied.”
Agumon swallowed the remaining berries in its hand in one gulp, let out a loud burp, and said, “Leave it to me.”
“I’m really glad you said that, but there are too many of them.
A wise man knows when to retreat, so we should fall back first…”
Before Sinshi could finish speaking, Agumon beside him suddenly threw its head back, and surging orange flames rapidly condensed in its mouth.
In the next second, a fireball wreathed in roaring flames shot out of Agumon’s mouth, crossing the distance of over ten meters at an incredibly fast speed and flying straight toward the thirty-plus Unown.
Boom!
The sound of a fiery explosion rang out.
An Unown that couldn’t react in time plummeted directly from the air to the ground, emitting a scorched smell and completely losing its combat ability.
With just one strike, it instantly knocked out an Unown!