Interpersonal connections, the bonds of fate between people.
Like the bond between him and the Magic Spirits.
None of them had come easily.
Cherish them as you go.
Diana's chocolate bear had been made far too exquisitely, leaving him unable to bring himself to take a bite.
Even if Dark wanted to taste it, he could not bear to do so.
But after he hesitated for a while, Gatomon in his arms suddenly craned its head forward and bit off one of the bear's ears!
"Good!"
In that instant, the Magic Spirits secretly peeking from the sidelines could not help giving it their silent approval.
Everyone else was pecking at each other like rookies, and then a divine bear suddenly appeared—and it belonged to an outsider, at that. Of course they could not resist
biting it off.
A slight commotion stirred through the dormitory.
Watching Gatomon chew the bear ear with a blissful look on its face, Dark had no idea how to scold it.
After staring blankly for a moment, he instinctively broke off the other bear ear and gave it a taste.
It really did have Diana's style.
The flavor balance of this chocolate bear was the complete opposite of the chocolate led by Gatomon. It was sweetness foremost, mixed with a trace of chocolate's distinctive bitterness.
Too much sweetness could easily become cloying.
The reason chocolate never grew tiresome, in fact, owed quite a lot to that slight bitterness within it.
That was all.
All the gifts he had received that morning had now been opened.
But he had tasted very few of them.
It was obvious that the Magic Spirits wanted Dark to eat all the chocolate in front of them.
So the idea of saving them as collectibles was immediately dismissed.
It was simply that