And not even making it close.
And not even making it close.
The sound of a basketball thumping across concrete could be heard in the evening streets of Osaka.
If one were to follow the sound, they would see the red draconic digimon, keeping his eye on a basketball hoop while bouncing and catching a ball...
The sound of a basketball thumping across concrete could be heard in the evening streets of Osaka.
If one were to follow the sound, they would see the red draconic digimon, keeping his eye on a basketball hoop while bouncing and catching a ball...
A dorky smile was on his face.
❝I'm BetelGammamon! Just call me Betel for short!❞
A dorky smile was on his face.
❝I'm BetelGammamon! Just call me Betel for short!❞