Haruka gazed unblinking as the aberrated beast splattered into bits of data. While it seemed able to interact with solid objects, coming as close as splattering on the boy's face, it was soon absorbed by a device suddenly waved about by Ms. Chase. The boy shot a now standardly skeptical look at the machine in question. A scoff left his lips. Had he really been sucked into this illusion? How pathetic. He rolled his eyes, then took a step towards the Bakumon. [i][color=ec0e40]Still, it was pretty convincing. This must be a pretty expensive set up. What a waste.[/color][/i]
	As he gazed at the Digimon, who looked back at him, his expression soured slightly. That superstitious copycat seemed to finish it off, but only by accessing the Dramon Killers. A dry laugh left the boy's lips. Better to win with the cards you're dealt than go as far as cheating or superstitious mimicry, like Mokoto and that other kid with the Gazimon had done. Haruka's eyes shifted about- where had that kid gone?

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	"[color=ec0e40]So,[/color]" he casually snarked to Ms. Chase once they were almost at the D-Connect building again, "[color=ec0e40]What is all this actually about? You can't expect me to believe some corporation actually stumbled upon real Digimon,[/color]" and that was the extent of his communication on the ride.
	After that, Haruka was getting very sick of sitting in the backs of cars, bumpy roads or otherwise. However, his mood stayed about level as they returned to the D-Connect building, where they were introduced to some talking spark. Haruka rolled his eyes as he saw the young girl standing, talking to Mokoto. He was rather fed up with most of the situation, but it had to be fake now. Why would they include such a young child in something that involved [i]real[/i] Digimon? Kuroda seemed to be an avid Digimon fan, but even Haruka would have to admit to himself that he wasn't soft in the head, for how jovial he always acted.