From nearby, there's a sharp laugh. Leaning up against a wall and grinning like an idiot is one Masaru Daimon, with Agumon standing beside him and looking noticeably concerned about the prospect of incurring Yoshino's wrath. Masaru should know better, but he can't help himself in this straight.

"Lemme get this straight, Yoshino - you can handle some musclebound Russian asshole that turns into a giant dinosaur, but get undone by a freaking' mutt?"