The Digital World's Diplomat

Mo Si signaled with her eyes to Etemon, Mushroomon, Otamamon, Gekomon, Kunemon, and the other Digimon.

"..." I can't see your eyes, Etemon thought.

The mask on Mo Si's-or rather, Angewomon's-head covered her eyes. Since it didn't affect her own vision, she often forgot about that.

"Let's go."

Mo Si strode toward Food Street on her long legs.

"Wait for me." Etemon and the other Digimon hurried after her.

In the Fairy Tail world, Mo Si's Angewomon outfit wasn't all that revealing. Some Mages wore even less than she did.

But in the human world of Digimon Savers, without the Digimon, this would have been an ordinary modern city.

In a modern city like this, Mo Si looked as though she had stepped out of an anime. Her outfit was far too outlandish, far too eye-catching.

All she had to do was stand there to steal the show and become the center of attention!

The moment Mo Si arrived at Food Street, she felt gazes coming from every direction.

"Going out dressed like that? How utterly shameless..."

"Now that's bold!"

"They sure are big!"

"No taste. Those legs are the real prize!"

"Is she a Cosplayer?"

"Hey, miss! Over here!"

Scornful remarks, exclamations, and whistles came one after another.

Some men were so entranced that they didn't even notice their female companions pinching their hands, leaving the women gritting their teeth in anger.

Even the food show's crew and its female host turned their attention to Mo Si, instantly growing excited.

They might have been making a food show, but the sudden appearance of such a sizzling beauty would surely boost tonight's ratings.

"...This feels kind of embarrassing." Mo Si suddenly felt every hair on her body stand on end.

Even the breeze brushing her skin felt cold.

After her experiences in the Fairy Tail world, she had thought she no longer cared about other people's stares and could feel at ease anywhere.

Apparently, she had overestimated herself.

Humans really were social creatures. Their sense of shame changed with their surroundings.

Adaptive mindset: in the Fairy Tail world, she was a Fairy Tail local. Everyone dressed rather freely, so she felt little shame; in an urban world, she was a city dweller. Most people around her wore ordinary clothes, so her sense of shame followed the local customs and grew stronger.

Angewomon's surprised voice sounded in her mind. "Can a pervert even feel that kind of emotion?"

Mo Si said unhappily, "Why are you making personal attacks?"

Angewomon protested her innocence. "I'm only repeating what you said. How does that count as a personal attack?"

"Ugh..." Mo Si felt as though she had been struck by a boomerang.

A flippant remark from half a month ago had come back to hit her square between the eyes.

Angewomon was secretly delighted.

Mo Si now knew how to feel embarrassed, which meant she was becoming less of a pervert. It also proved that Angewomon's advice and guidance were working.

Good!

I'll keep at it!

That was what Angewomon thought.

"Let's put that aside for now."

Mo Si steadied herself and pushed those jumbled thoughts out of her mind. Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, she spread the eight wings on her back and flew into the air.

"Huh?"

"She's flying? Am I seeing things?"

"She must be on wires!"

"But where are the wires?"

"Are those wings real?"

When Mo Si took flight, the people who had been eagerly admiring her graceful curves snapped out of their trances. Fascination turned to shock in their eyes, and gasps rose one after another.

Humans couldn't fly.

Anything that could fly wasn't human.

Silence fell over the crowd.

Everyone stared nervously at the eight-winged female angel with long golden hair.

Humans were visual creatures. Although they realized she wasn't human, surely a beautiful angel lady like her couldn't be a bad person?

Mo Si landed in front of the camera. Ignoring the stunned expressions around her, she asked the host, "Is this a live broadcast?"

"Y-yes."

The host lived up to her professional training, quickly recovering and giving an affirmative answer.

As she spoke, she stared fixedly at the wings on Mo Si's back.

So beautiful!

Those are real wings. She's a real angel!

The host's gaze grew unfocused.

Angels actually existed. The worldview she had held for over twenty years came crashing down.

If I'd known, I wouldn't have studied journalism. I should have gone into finance...

While the host stood there in utter disarray, Mo Si addressed the camera. "I am Angewomon, a diplomat from the Digital World. I want to speak to your prime minister."

A diplomat? The prime minister?

This sounds like something serious!

The host's heart jolted, and she looked at the bizarre creatures following Mo Si...

She had initially assumed they were people in costumes, or perhaps puppets.

But now that their leader had wings and could fly, those strange creatures probably weren't ordinary beings either.

Just what are these things?!

Mo Si said to the camera, "Your human activities have seriously damaged the Digital World's ecosystem. We demand compensation. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences. Don't say you weren't warned!"

"..."

Murmurs rippled through the crowd, stirring up a degree of confusion.

Since the incident involved Digimon, DATS-the organization dedicated to handling them-was notified immediately.

"Digimon must not appear in public. DATS, deal with this at once!"

The speaker was DATS's direct superior, Director Hashiba.

Short and plain-looking, he wore a light-colored suit and gave the impression of being rigid, mean, difficult to get along with, and likely to drag everyone down at a critical moment.

The Digimon that had appeared in the human world before were usually mindless monsters that caused havoc.

This time, however, one had actually appeared on a live broadcast, claiming to be a diplomat and demanding to speak with the prime minister.

If it was true, this was serious.

He had no intention of taking the blame.

"Understood," replied Satsuma, DATS's captain.

Unlike the diminutive Director Hashiba, Captain Satsuma was a tall, powerfully built man. Sunglasses rested on his unsmiling face, and he radiated an air of mystery and dependability. The eyes behind those glasses seemed to hold many stories.

Every member of DATS had a Digimon partner. Or rather, only those with Digimon partners could become members of DATS.

As captain, Satsuma's partner was the scarf wrapped around his neck.

A closer look revealed that it wasn't a scarf, but a little white fox.

Kudamon!

A Rookie-level, Vaccine-attribute, Holy Beast Digimon.

"A diplomat?"

Watching Mo Si's statement on the live broadcast, Kudamon was struck speechless.

This Kudamon was no ordinary individual, but one of the Royal Knights serving Yggdrasil, the god of the Digital World.

As a Royal Knight sent by Yggdrasil to observe the human world, if anyone was to serve as a diplomat, it should have been Kudamon.

What backing does this Angewomon have, to dare call herself the Digital World's diplomat?

Kudamon said, "There is no such thing as a diplomat in the Digital World."

Captain Satsuma nodded and gave the order. "Go bring those Digimon into custody."

"Yes, sir!"