Literature
The Interview
It was a quiet morning in a offices. Sitting next to his blue haired tamer, who leaning back on her seat with boots on the desk of the Leaders of the D.M.C.U. They were looking over the files of them. Hypacromon was getting nervous. The fox digimon may look more friendlier than his tamer, who looked like she wasn’t impressed with what she was reading so far. The digimon felt some sweat dripping down his head. Naturally, this wasn't something he wanted to do but it was something for Ember. After she back out from the tournament four years ago , just for him, he wanted to repay her back. Plus, this job would help get some more money to pa