The Unhappy Hookers

The next morning there was a brief discussion and it was decided, over Ryo's objections, there was no alternative.

"Are you ready?", Shadowkitsumon asked. "You'd best be sure because there will be no backing out once we go. This is literally your last chance".

"I'm ready", Juri said. "Let's get this done", she said as she wasn't sure she wouldn't change her mind given too much time to think about it.

"Juri, Mikemon. I hope you can put on a convincing performance. Our lives depend on it. Hands behind your back".

"Owwwww! Not so tight!", Juri complained.

"This has to look convincing, sorry 'bout that"

Shadowkitsumon was tying a length of rope around her ankles to restrict her to small steps. Next, he slipped a loop over her head. He led Mikemon and Juri outside, taking Juri by the arm, as he held Mikemon's paw. They stepped into a shadow, and shadow walked to an alley close to the club.

As they approached the club: "C'mon move your ass!", he ordered, loud enough to be overheard, as he yanked the make shift leash.

"What have we here?", the goblimon guarding the door asked.

"We'd like to see your proprietor", Shadowkitsumon said. "We have something I believe he'd like to purchase from us".

"Please", Juri said with a sob. "Don't do this. Let me go", she pleaded. "I… Ididn'tdoanythingtoyou!"

"You're worth credits to us, and that's all we care about", Mikemon said.

The goblimon doorman eyed them with suspicion: "You have an appointment?"

"No", Shadowkitsumon explained, "we just found her, besides, we don't know how to make an appointment".

"No appointment, no entry".

"I can assure you, your boss will be interested. If you insist, we'll take our business elsewhere. I wonder how your boss would feel about your denying him the opportunity to add an Outworld female to his cast? I'm sure he'll understand", he added with a touch of sarcasm.

"Wait here", the goblimon door man told them.

They waited until he returned.

"This way", he led the way through the now deserted club, save for a cleaning crew getting ready for tonight's entertainment. Shadowkitsumon made sure to memorize the lay-out. Goblimon led them to a spiral staircase leading up to Ganemon's office. Mikemon and Shadowkitsumon gave Juri the occasional rough shove.

Ganemon looked like a coin, with a thick mustache. He rose: "Where did you find this Outworld female?"

"Found her wandering outside of town. Wasn't hard to convince her to trust us". That Shadowkitsumon was a virus species, and his partner was a demon animal, helped their credibility.

"Where did you come from?", Ganemon asked.

"Please! I just want to go home. That's all I ask..."

"Where is 'home'?", he asked.

"North Philadelphia. We're Chinese, and because I look different, these kids were chasing me, a whole gang of them. That's when I saw this shiny thingy appear in front of me and I fell in... Please, my folks must be so worried by now..."

If Ganemon paid attention to news coming over the 'Net, he would have heard all about how immigrant Chinese and other oriental students were constantly harassed. It had gotten so bad, these students held a demonstration recently.

"What do you want for her?", he interrupted.

"A hundred twenty five thousand credits..."

"What are you talking about?! You can't sell a human being!"

"In case you haven't noticed yet, we're not human and this ain't Philadelphia. We can do whatever we want here", Mikemon replied.

"You brought me the package", Ganemon said, "you unwrap it".

"Give us any shit, and you get a face full of this", Mikemon threatened her with his metal claws.

"Don't damage the goods", Shadowkitsumon said.

"They're not interested in her face", Mikemon replied. He began to untie her wrists. Shadowkitsumon took off the leash, and untied her ankles.

"Please, don't...", Juri said softly, as Mikemon unlaced her sneakers while Shadowkitsumon unbuttoned the back of her jumper.

"Step out", Shadowkitsumon ordered after slipping the jumper off. Juri did so and he cast the jumper aside.

"Please... don't…", Mikemon was unbuttoning her blouse. He took it off.

"Don't cover yourself", Shadowkitsumon threatened as he slid down her panties. "Step out", he ordered.

Juri stood with hands at her sides, completely naked. Ganemon walked all around her. The way Ganemon inspected her really did give her the creeps.

"Very nice", he complimented, "very nice indeed…", Ganemon paused to consider his offer. "Twenty five thousand credits", Ganemon made his counter offer.

"You're shitting us, right?", Shadowkitsumon objected. "That's twelve-five a piece..."

"I see you know your basic arithmetic", Ganemon said. "Not many around here do so you should be grateful you do".

"You make at least that much, and that's on a slow night. If you can't do better than that, we'll take our business elsewhere".

"What makes you think you'd ever leave here alive?", Ganemon threatened.

"You should take my Master's most generous offer", Goblimon advised.

"Neither one of us are gonna spend our lives slaving for nothing. We're gonna make the most of this opportunity or die trying", Shadowkitsumon called Ganemon's bluff. "A hundred thousand", he counter offered. "Ninty thousand if I get to do the Outworlder…"

"That comes out of your end", Mikemon protested. "I'm not paying you to get your rocks off".

"Yes, of course, you get the full fifty grand", he reassured Mikemon. "I'll even do her live, on stage, tonight".

Ganemon considered the offer. "You'd do the Outworlder on my stage?"

"I even have an idea for a performance I'd like to do", he told Ganemon.

"You haven't sexed her yet?", Ganemon asked.

"Bring you damaged goods? I wouldn't do that, I make honest deals".

"You know that Outworld female?", Ganemon asked, suspicious.

"No, of course not. Why would you ask?", Shadowkitsumon asked.

"You've been to the Material World. All sexually aware digimon have. You wouldn't happen to have partnered with an Outworlder? This Outworlder, perhaps? I find it strange that you would make that offer".

"I'm a businessman, same as you. I'm always looking for the next hustle. Why not try the Material World? More opportunities there. As for sexing the Outworlder, I never did one before. The idea intrigues me".

"For your sake, I hope you're telling me the truth. If you're not... Need I elaborate?"

"No, you don't. Look, after I do the Outworlder, it's my intention to blow this shithole. After tonight, I'm out of here and you'll not be seeing me again".

"My family, my brother...", Juri was sobbing.

"You have a brother?", Ganemon asked. "Then you won't be missed. Your parents can always breed a replacement. They'll soon forget you ever existed".

"Eighty thousand and you still perform for me", Ganemon told the two partners.

"Eighty thousand, five", Shadowkitsumon renegotiated.

"OK, you have a deal", Ganemon accepted the offer.

He pressed a button on the desk intercom.

"Cash is acceptable?"

"Only cash, all the time".

Ganemon unlocked his safe, and counted out stacks of Digital World credits.

"You take these", Shadowkitsumon handed the stacked and banded notes to Mikemon.

"You aren't gonna count it?", Ganemon asked.

"We trust you", he said. He knew those stacks were probably short, but that wasn't important.

Mikemon was gathering Juri's clothes, using the jumper to wrap the stacks of Credit notes. He also stuffed in Juri's blouse and sneakers.

"Meet up later tonight?", Mikemon asked.

"After I do the Outworlder. In the mean time, keep it safe and don't go blowing my share".

"Have I ever?", Mikemon said as he turned to leave.

"I just want to be clear", Shadowkitsumon told his partner.

Ganemon signaled one of his Goblimon: "Take care of our guest, see to his needs".

Shadowkitsumon understood that he was more Ganemon's prisoner than guest. He would be kept under constant surveillance so long as he was here.

"This way", Goblimon led Shadowkitsumon.

"Hold out your right hand", Ganemon ordered Juri.

Juri did so, and watched as Ganemon clasped a black, featureless bracelet around her wrist.

"What's this?", she asked.

"You are now my property", Ganemon told her, "if you try to run away, I shall know about it, and I promise, you won't make the same mistake twice. I suggest you not make it the first time.

"Every night, you will be expected to perform. You get two nights off every other week. I warn you right now: don't even think about shorting the collection box. Also, make sure you bring in lots of credits by making the audience happy. If you don't make my patrons happy, you don't make me happy and I will have no further use for you".

Another goblimon arrived.

"Take her to the Green Room", Ganemon ordered.

This "Green Room" was more like a dungeon. It was located in the basement. There were no windows, no daylight. Juri hoped that Renamon wouldn't show she recognized her.

"A new fish", one of the sex slaves called out.

"An Outworlder...", another stated the obvious, in that they weren't expecting to see an Outworlder here.

Goblimon banged the cage with his club.

Juri saw that Renamon was here, but she was looking the other way so's not to betray any signs of recognition.

He led her to a frame, and locked her feet into stocks. "Bend over", he ordered. Bending over shaped Juri's buttocks into to smooth, symmetrical ovals.

Another Goblimon held her down while the first one ran a hand over Juri's ass. Then he swatted her with a heavy leather strap. Juri yelped. Five strokes and Goblimon ran a hand over her reddened ass.

"That's just a small sample of what you'll get if you screw up", he snarled at her. "The first time you get the strap, the time after that, the cane. Then you go on Ganemon's BDSM list, and there are some really sick motherfuckers on it".

He led her back to the dungeon cells as Juri rubbed her burning buttocks.

"In there", he said as he unlocked the cage door. "Step back and don't try anything", he ordered the current occupant.

Juri found herself with Lunamon for a room mate.

"How are you called?", Lunamon asked.

"Daf… Daf… Daphne... Greengrass", she replied.

"How did you wind up here, Daphnegreengrass?", Lunamon asked.

Juri went through her fabricated story. The bullying, the chase through a park, the shimmering digigate that she fell into while running to escape these boys that were harassing and chasing her. Then meeting Shadowkitsumon and Mikemon who seemed quite friendly. When she let down her guard, they jumped her, tired her up, and forced her to come here.

"What about you?", Juri asked.

"I thought I was applying for a job that would begin my career as a professional dancer, singer, actress. It seemed to be a legit job. There were auditions and photo shoots. Then I was told we were going 'on location'. After being led to a strange place where I knew no one and no one knew me, I was kidnapped, and brought here. Sold to Ganemon. I should have known better, sounded too good to be true. I was told everything I wanted to hear".

"How do we..."

"Get out? You don't", she pointed to her own bracelet. "They use you until you're all fucked out, no longer pretty, or sane, then he'll throw you out into the streets".

"Oh God..."

"I don't want to hear his name!"

"That's not what I was referring to..."

"There's no god here, human or otherwise, Daphnegreengrass. Your new digimon friends delivered you to pure hell. We have to stick together, watch out for each other as much as we can, save each other from more severe whippings. We have no one else".

Juri put her face in her hands and wept for real for the first time. Not for herself, but for Lunamon and all the rest of Ganemon's sex slaves. She desperately wanted to tell Lunamon it would be alright, but she could not. They would undoubtedly be overheard.

0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

"The plan requires air support", Mikemon was explaining. "Ikkakumon, you cover the waterfront. You can attack from the rear as well. Now, we'll need insiders. We know Ganemon has goblimon, and they're not too bright, but we know little of the extent of his forces".

"Who?", Terriermon asked.

"Terriermon, you're out because you'll stand out too much. Same goes for Lopmon. Kyukimon and Lobomon, you're OK. We need someone near the stage, and to cover the rear of the show room".

"We'll get next to the stage". Lutramon and Harpymon suggested.

"Good, you make a nice couple. Probably help you get the best seats".

"We'll stand back", Kyukimon offered. "Lobomon and I can create a diversion, get the audience out of there".

"OK, good. We will probably be needing one".

"What about IDs?", Lutramon asked.

"They don't run IDs, and even if they did, they wouldn't care. A squeaky clean ID would raise more suspicion than a dirty one".

Mikemon brought out the stacks of credits to distribute them: "Remember, you're big spenders, so make sure you flash lots of credits once you're at the door, and inside. I don't know how – or when – Shadowkitsumon'll make his move, so stay alert. Buy their overpriced booze, but drink damned little of it, if any. Act like you're getting loaded. That's what everyone else will be doing. Be sure you spend enough credits, but don't run out. They escort cheap skates and those who go broke out the door.

"We need to make sure we create as much chaos as possible. Pull fire alarms, whatever. Lead the stampede, and hopefully, we can avoid collateral damage".

"What about the authorities?", Ruki asked.

"What authorities?", Mikemon replied. "There are hardly any, they'll take their sweet time responding, and every 'witness' (finger quotes) will say they saw nothing. That's the nature of this place.

"They'll think a new bunch of crooks did it to take over Ganemon's outfit".

"I'll go now", Ikkakumon offered.

Lutramon and Harpymon got there early for the good seats. Fortunately for them, it was "Ladies Night" – half price off admission and half price drinks. They noticed the message on the marquee: "Special Attraction! Live Sex Show with Outworlder!"

Kyukimon and Lobomon, were later arrivals so it wouldn't look like they knew each other. They all headed for the casino for some preshow gambling. It was as Shadowkitsumon described: not an even half way decent bet available anywhere. They skipped the slots as they knew these wouldn't pay out. The Roulette wheel had three green zeros: '0', '00', '000', making the game even more larcenous than American Roulette with its two green zeros. Even that wasn't larcenous enough: magnetic balls made sure the house edge was even higher.

The dice at the Hazard table were loaded.

Blackjack was being dealt by mechanics who peeked, dealt seconds, middles or bottoms if the top card was one he could use.

Baccarat used shoes that were set-ups.

As expected, winners were few and far between. Finally, show time was announced. Lutramon and Harpymon headed for the head of the line. A nice tip slipped to the doorman guaranteed them front row seats. Kyukimon and Lobomon took places towards the back of the theatre, as close to the main doors as they could get.

Lutramon and Harpymon had to endure one act after another that looked pretty much the same after seeing the first two or three. They put on a convincing act, calling "Take it off!", and stuffing credits into G-strings. The Gekomon Moonshine they were served tasted like it came from the fuel storage tanks, which it probably did. Same with the sake and wine. All cheap stuff going for higher than top shelf prices. All of it got discreetly poured into a planter near their table.

"Goldilocks" took the stage and did a bump and grind, and dry humping with a pole in the center of the stage. She then came to the edge of the stage, and Lutramon held up the American 10 dollar bill Juri provided, and that it had something written on it as he stuck it into her G-string.

Off stage, Renamon dropped all her credits in the box, except for the note. She had noticed, was hoping, expecting… She headed for a fire exit.

"DON'T!", one of the other girls called out. "You'll trip an alarm! You know what they'll do to you?!"

Renamon ignored the admonition. Ruki, with Terriermon and Lopmon and Impmon saw a thin sliver of light in the alley. As Renamon stepped into the alley, Ruki threw herself at her partner with a tight hug.

"We found you. We're all here…"

"Ruki, you shouldn't've come…"

"How could I not?"

"Get back!", Renamon called out. The door was opening. Ruki ducked into the shadows.

"What have we here?", the Goblimon threatened. He grabbed the ten dollar bill from Renamon's hand. "Holding out? Thinking of sneaking off? You know the rules and the consequences…"

Calumon trapped him inside his force field: "Let me go this instant!"

Ruki stepped into view: "Shut up and listen because I'm going to say this only once. We'll release you and you walk away, unharmed. If you don't, I'll order you deleted. Don't you even think about lying to me because I'll know and you're a gonner. Capice?"

"Fine, I'll do it".

"Calumon?"

"He's not lying, culu?"

"It's not like Ganemon's paying me all that well", Goblimon said as he walked down the alley, towards the street, and out of sight.

"I hoped you wouldn't know…", Renamon was saying.

"I don't care what you did", Ruki siad, "just that you're OK… That we can be together again… Why did you put up with whatever you put up with? Why didn't you fight?"

Renamon showed Ruki the "bracelet".

"It's called a 'Pimp Ring'", Impmon explained. "It suppresses attacks and evolution. It's also a tracking device and a means to inflict punishment. They're illegal, but there isn't anything you can't get on the black market with the right connections and sufficient Credits".

Finally the emcee announced the big event. Juri rose through a trap door in the middle of the stage, hands at her sides, expressionless. The crowd went wild at the sight of a naked Outworld female.

The band started playing, and Shadowkitsumon entered, stage left. "May I have the honour of this dance M'lady?", he asked with a deep bow. Juri offered her hand, and Shadowkitsumon kissed the back of her hand. They waltzed and danced all around the stage. Juri twirled.

The waltz ended, and Shadowkitsumon stood side-by-side with Juri, his canid dick, thin and bright red, protruding from its sheath. The audience gave them a standing ovation.

They turned towards each other, and wrapped their arms around one another. Juri ran her hands through his soft fur as their lips met in a kiss with plenty of tongue action. A bed rolled forward from the darkened back of the stage. "Do me, for real", Juri whispered. After the dancing with his naked Tamer, her body next to his, recalling the favour she asked before they left the Material World, it was an offer he couldn't refuse. His hand slid down her back, over her ass, and up the inside of her thigh. He fingered her labs before leading her to the bed. Juri lay on the satin sheet.

Shadowkitsumon joined her. At first, the audience wondered if this was for real.

"Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!", the audience encouraged.

Shadowkitsumon caressed her thigh, and played with her labs. Juri spread her legs and lifted her feet, Shadowkitusmon's hips between her thighs. He ran the tip of his thin, canid organ up and down, between her labs. He had his tails up, legs spread, showing off his furry ass, and everyone guessed to make the penetration more visible. He attempted to penetrate her, but encountered resistance.

"Just shove it in", she said.

Shadowkitsumon penetrated her, his pointy dick rupturing her hymen. Everyone with a direct line of sight could see he really was penetrating her. He began thrusting, slowly at first. Juri was moaning in ecstasy and he increased the pace. She moaned louder. Shadowkitsumon hoped no one noticed just how much Juri was enjoying this. One who did was Lunamon, whose performance preceded "Daphne's". She stayed behind to watch from off stage. Lunamon's intention was to offer comfort and sympathy and a shoulder to cry on after Daphne's ordeal was over. She wondered if what she was seeing had something to do with the peculiarities of Outworlders. Lunamon didn't enjoy getting fucked on that stage, and neither did the next to last new arrival: Renamon. Lunamon was strapped to a gynecological examination table, legs spread and restrained. One goblimon held Lunamon down, and two others spread her legs. They took turns sexing her. None of them enjoyed it when they were called upon to "entertain" Ganemon's "guests". They knew they'd have to fake it or else. "Daphne" definitely wasn't faking it. She also knew she'd never seen a shadowkitsumon in Ganemon's employ. It didn't take too long for her to figure out that this "Daphne" and Shadowkitsumon were partners. The remaining questions were how did they really come here to the Digital World what were they up to, and why? Lunamon slipped deeper into the shadows to prevent anyone's noticing her noticing. She knew she should go, but was too curious to see what happened next.

The crowd was cheering and clapping louder, and wadded up credits began to rain onto the stage. One final thrust and he unloaded into her. Had Juri been of the same species, they'd be dog locked. His grip around her middle tightened.

He rubbed his tails together, the sparks, then an arc, appeared between his tails...

"Fox Tail Fireball!", he attacked the goblimon to his right. He never knew what hit him. Seeing the performance disarmed any hint of suspicion as to Shadowkitsumon's real intention. At the same time, he rolled right, off the bed, Juri held tight in his grasp.

The crowd, at first, caught off-guard, thought this was part of the act.

"Goblistrike!", another smashed the mattress where they'd been just moments before.

Shadowkitsumon was up on one knee: "Dark Sky Horizon!", he took out the other goblimon. More were arriving.

"Wind Seeker!", Harpymon attacked from the front row.

"Ring of Bright Water!", Lutramon struck.

"Howling Laser!", Lobomon fired just over the heads of the audience. Kyukimon pulled a fire alarm.

"They're attacking!", they both called out in different directions to be sure everyone heard. They didn't need to say who, the stampede for the exits began.

"This way! This way!", Kyukimon and Lobomon called out. "Get out!", they pointed the way to the exits.

Goblimon evolve! …

… FUUGAMON!

Lutramon jumped onto the stage

Lutramon evolve! ...

… WOLVERMON!

Shadowkitsumon and Juri headed through a stage left exit. The first thing they saw was Lunamon.

"Go with her!", Shadowkitsumon ordered Juri.

"Get her out back!", he ordered Lunamon.

Shadowkitsumon evolve! …

… YOUCOMON!

Youcomon was nearly identical to Kyuubimon, but the color was silver-gray, the fashion accessory striped green and white instead of red and white. The foxfire was orange, not an icy blue.

He turned to go back the way he came.

"What's goin' on down there?", Ganemon asked of his head enforcer.

"It would seem a rival gang's attacking us".

"Take the myotismon and get them!", Ganemon ordered.

"Demon Spirit Fireballs!" Youcomon attacked, taking out nine Fuugamon in one shot.

"Unforgiving Arctic!", Wolvermon attacked with the wind and snow attack.

More fuugamon were entering the main lobby.

"Blade Twister!", Kyukimon sliced through the fuugamon.

"Howling Laser!", Lobomon vaporized some more.

"Demon Spirit Fireballs!", Youcomon attacked and took out the Fuugamon. The survivors ran off.

The myotismon believing the attackers were outside slipped out the back

"Harpoon Torpedo!", Ikkakumon fired repeatedly at them. It wasn't enough to destroy them, but served to scatter them.

"Night Raid!", they counter attacked, but to no effect as Ikkakumon slipped under water.

The rest of the digimon were waiting.

Impmon matrix evolution! …

… DEINONDRAMON!

Deinondramon was in the form of a raptor. Purple feathered wings, and the body covered with purple scales. The neck long and graceful, jaws filled with needle sharp teeth. The rear legs powerfully muscled, the middle toes sporting a large sickle-shaped claw. The tail thick at the base, tapering to a silver point with a red cloth tied around it: Impmon's bandanna. The length over three and a half meters. He took flight, charging his main attack.

Terriermon matrix evolution! …

… RAPIDMON!

Lobomon evolve! …

… BEOWULFMON!

Kyukimon evolve! …

… SLASH ANGEMON!

"Raptor Slash!", he released the twin bows of violet energy.

"Night Raid!", the one attack greatly diluted the destructive power of the other, but some myotismon were deleted.

"Golden Triangle!"

"Raptor Slash!"

"Cleansing Light!"

"Holy Espada!"

The myotismon, caught between two groups of attackers, and from above, didn't stand a chance, and their ranks thinned fast. Ganemon made the mistake of coming down to see who dared attack his club.

The few remaining took off.

"Come back here you cowards!", Ganemon called after them.

"You ain't payin' us nearly enough for this!", one called back.

"Stop him!", Ruki ordered.

Calumon trapped Ganemon inside his force field.

"Give me your key ring", she demanded.

"Who are you?", he asked.

"Your worst nightmare, that's who. You have no one left; your enforcers are deleted or they ran away, leaving you to our tender mercy. Do as we ask, and, maybe, we let you live. I need your key ring".

"I don't have it", he said.

"Calumon?"

"He speaks the truth, culu?"

Juri and Renamon suddenly screamed as it felt as though her right hand were being held in a fire.

"Release me this instant", Ganemon demanded. "Or it won't stop".

"Calumon! Delete and download!", Juri ordered.

"Stop what you're doing to my friends! CULU!"

"Calumon Strong Beam!", he attacked. Ganemon burst into data, and Calumon loaded his data.

"His office safe, culu? The combination is A7C85452, culu?

"A7C85452", Shadowkitsumon repeated. "Be right back"

He headed for the upstairs office, and unlocked the safe. He got the key ring, and ran back downstairs.

"Give it to me", Ruki said.

There was one key, smaller than all the others. That had to be the one. She was right, and unlocked that bracelet from Juri's wrist. "Thanks", she said as she rubbed her hand. Then she unlocked Renamon's Pimp Ring.

"Give me those keys", Juri requested. "There's something I need to do".

"We should get..."

"You go. We'll join up later".

"We'll leave when you're ready".

She returned to the dungeons.

"Daphnegreengrass?", one asked.

They'd heard all the commotion, but had no idea as to what was happening above them. They feared some – or all – of them would be held responsible and punished. That would definitely be true if it were a boyfriend, a step parent, or other relative who was behind this. They'd all seen "Daphne" lead off for her first break-in fuck. It was something they all had endured. They never expected to see her again, thought she'd run off, or had died.

"What's goin' on?"

"A change of management"

"Damn! Which ones?"

"Use the master key", one suggested. "There"

Juri unlocked all the doors.

"Let me see your hands", she requested. Juri unlocked all the bracelets: "You're free..."

"Ganemon..."

"He's gone; he'll never hurt you again".

"Who... are you?", Lunamon asked.

"You told me we girls have to stick together. Let's just leave it at that".

"You're one of...", another began to say.

"Those who disapprove of Ganemon's business model".

All the girls threw their "bracelets" into the bay before departing.

"Deinondramon! Rapidmon!", Juri called out.

"Yes?", he asked as they landed.

"This club is going out of business forever".

"Understood", they said as they took off.

"Raptor Slash!"

"Golden Triangle!"

The combined attacks slammed through the roof, setting the whole building ablaze.

"There were several hundred thousand credits in Ganemon's safe – maybe over a million! Juri!", Shadowkitsumon complained. He intended to go back, clean out that safe.

"Knowing how Ganemon got those credits, would you really want them? I think we've called enough attention to ourselves. Get the hell out of here".

Juri rode Deinondramon; the other digimon departed in their various ways.

Back at the camp, Juri climbed off Deinondramon's back: "I should've brought a change of clothes", she said.

"Way ahead of ya", Mikemon said, as he presented her with the clothes he'd "thrown away", all neatly folded.

"You're a dear", she said.

Ruki gave Shadowkitsumon and Juri a big hug: "Thanks for all you did".

"All safe and sound', Shadowkitsumon announced.

Shadowkitsumon flashed two stacks of Credits: "I didn't leave Ganemon's office completely empty handed".

Later that night, they watched for any news. The incident at the former Max Ass and Pleasure Club was not worth even so much as a mention.