[Ding! You have obtained the Ultimate-level Digimon 'Lilamon'. After system assessment, you are the primary owner of the Dark Tower and possess perfect control over Lilamon.]
Whoosh…
As the system prompt sounded, a dazzling light flashed before Hattori's eyes.
'Lilamon?'
Hattori looked towards the center of the light with considerable anticipation.
Humanoid Digimon were mostly at the Mega level or extremely rare existences.
Especially the handsome or stunningly beautiful ones… none were weak.
The few female Ultimate-level Digimon could be counted on one hand.
Lilamon was one of them.
"Lilamon pays respects to Master."
Lilamon, with her delicate, pale face, long legs, and an aura of youthful purity, bowed slightly before Hattori, speaking with utmost respect.
'Hmm.'
"Rise. Angewomon will teach you the knowledge of this place."
A smile curled Hattori's lips as he waved his hand lightly.
"Yes."
Lilamon nodded gently, completely obedient to Hattori's words.
In fact, even disregarding the influence of the Dark Gear, Lilamon herself was a Digimon absolutely loyal to her master.
Once she acknowledged a master, regardless of the process, she would never change, not one bit, for her entire life.
"Hmph, follow me!"
Angewomon pouted, a hint of jealous anger on her little face.
However, given Angewomon's loyal love for Hattori, she wouldn't do anything against her master's orders.
Watching the graceful figures of the two beautiful, long-legged ladies, Hattori leaned back comfortably on the sofa, eyes slightly narrowed, contentedly eating grapes.
[True Love Is Agumon: So, Group Owner Boss, are you satisfied with my gift?]
[Dark Group Owner: Not bad. You've been thoughtful.]
[True Love Is Agumon: Hehe, once I control more Digimon, any that catch the Group Owner Boss's eye, I'll send them all to you.]
[True Love Is Agumon: (Smirking emoji]
However, Hattori's smugness didn't last long.
Angewomon's voice came from inside the room.
"Master! There are no clothes suitable for Lilamon at home. Can you go out and buy a couple of outfits?"
Hearing this, Hattori's previously relaxed expression instantly froze.
Since crossing over to this parallel world, he had never set foot outside his home.
Food was delivered, daily necessities were bought online.
In the eyes of NEET Hattori, any place more than a hundred meters from his front door was a danger zone.
But this time...
"Angewomon, can't we order online? It's fast, three days delivery."
"Master, do you know Lilamon's size? How will you know what fits without trying them on in person?"
Angewomon retorted annoyedly.
Hattori could only throw up his hands and accept his fate helplessly.
…
The sun hung high, bright and shining.
Hattori looked at the extremely crowded streets, feeling incredibly irritated inside.
'Why are there so many people?!'
"Hmm, according to online news, there's a performance match by a famous Esper today. Fans from all over have come, so that's why it's so crowded."
Angewomon skillfully scrolled through her phone and said to Hattori beside her.
'Huh?'
'Espers?'
'What are those?'
Hattori's face was full of question marks.
Seeing his expression, Angewomon sighed helplessly.
"This world is different from Master's original world, and it's also different from the Digital World."
"Ordinary people have a one percent chance of awakening Esper abilities. Although the probability is small, with the huge population base, the number of Espers born is not insignificant."
"In peacetime, combat matches between Espers are the hottest competitive sport. Nearly half of the global population of seven billion are viewers of Esper competitions."
"Uh…'
Hattori's palms sweated as he asked, feeling somewhat guilty.
"So, Angewomon, how did you find out about this?"
"From the internet, of course! Master, it's been almost a month since you came to this world. Have you really not looked at any news or information at all?!"
"Cough, cough."
Hattori whistled and looked away.
He was busy chatting in the group, watching anime, and doing naughty things with Angewomon, so how can he have spare time to pay attention to that stuff?
What happened in the world had nothing to do with him.
"Never mind them. Let's finish buying clothes quickly and leave. I still have over thirty thousand in the bank card."
Hattori had some savings and didn't need to worry about money for the short term.
As for the future, with the offerings from the various group friends in the Darkening Chat Group, why worry about such trivial matters?
"Mm."
Angewomon hugged Hattori's arm, replying sweetly.
Lilamon also timidly held his large hand, her pretty face slightly flushed.
She followed silently behind Hattori.
The two women's extraordinary beauty drew sidelong glances from many passersby.
But they only took a quick glance before quickly lowering their heads, not daring to look more.
In this era where Espers ran rampant, beautiful young women were often the exclusive possessions of the powerful.
As ordinary people, even looking a second too long could invite fatal disaster.