Mihashi, Ayumi

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Opinionated. That was what people considered her to be, upon hearing the kind of input she had often gave, when she had saw it fit. Though their thoughts about her wasn't something which mattered. Her words were meant to establish the truth, rather than coddle someone and their feelings. Whether they would view her words as useful or not, was something which only time would tell. All she knew was, she knew much better than what they could ever hope to accomplish. How to survive in a world where one needed to see and use reason, to garner a stable life.[break][break]

She has no qualms with doing what she feels is beneficial to a cause, although does act with her own interests at heart, close to the decisions she involves herself in. It's not a guarantee, that she would abandon something she was requested to do, but it's possible to have her go against what the majority wishes, if she feels that it would be useful down the line. She is not usually a happy person, only ever having found amusement in her own decisions, and what it results to, rather than the typical things that would fill someone with joy. Nothing most would understand with their happy lives.

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Growing up in Chiyoda-Ku, one of Tokyo's least populated ward, and what could likely be considered its political capital, she was nearly always surrounded by politics, and the watchful eye of the government. Her parents never failed to inform her of current events going on, and she had never failed in finding herself seeing it as a punishment, even though it was never meant to be. They wanted her to be aware, so that she could form her own opinions growing up. Which was all they really asked, whenever whatever topic currently at hand, was brought up.[break][break]

Although disinterested, she did somewhat understand what was currently going on, and gave an opinion she believed to be correct. One which was contested by her parents, who being much more experienced in the field, was able to convince her exactly why. It became something routine, and while results had usually ended in their favor, there were certain matters where she was able to have them see things her way. The kind of feeling it gave to be right, or at least have people be in her favor, was one which wasn't something she would forget. It became something that she had actually gone and strived for.[break][break]

There were different ways to do so as well. Digimon and winning the card matches, had been a way to establish that what was popular for children, could be used as a source of income, if one was good enough. How much people failed to see their own weaknesses, knowing that they had likely been coddled, or simply bought what cards they could, using what they hadn't earned themselves. Rebelling and joining the faction Nightmare, the extent which money could really go, when it came down to things. How wants were greater than what was really needed to live, and how often the two were switched around in priority.[break][break]

Her parents hadn't known of her time being apart of what was essentially a gang of delinquents, as the activity involved didn't interfere with her own studies. It was an outlet for her, if anything else, in a ward where shrines and the like were supposed to be places that people her age were supposed to somewhat frequent. The tasks that she had been put under were rather simple, and nothing she had issues with doing, the first couple of weeks. Only when the usage of weapons had came in, did she come to the realization that it was a bad place for her. Most would have likely quit, or held some kind of apprehension.[break][break]

But she wasn't the sort to do so. Taking over the leadership position of her group, had been to prove that if someone was meaning to impose something, than someone else who was willing, should be able to take that power away from them. It wasn't a pretty sight, what she had did. But she didn't have any regrets to doing so either. She knew the kind of people her group were, and what she had done, was merely something which had only disturbed the kind of atmosphere they were used to. Though no one questioned her. That was the important thing. What had mattered the most. For quite some time, she stayed as leader.[break][break]

Time which had introduced her to the digital world, and her own Digimon partner. This world had been something which had been hidden from her, much to her own displeasure, as well as truly how many factions there were, who found their own ideals in the digital world. Leaving the group who she had been apart of for quite some time, had been a rather easy decision. While they were rambunctious, this group did care for their own, and was able to recognize that her own efforts weren't everything she had, as she had wanted them to see. Leaving had resulted in a battle, and she was able to prove her capabilities.[break][break]

Remind why she had been able to take over in the first place. They didn't know who she was really was, or where she lived, so it wasn't much of an issue just leaving the life behind. Although her decision to wasn't to be on her own in the digital world. Connections offered too many benefits to do so, and she saw the benefit in establishing herself as a Shinjuku Buster. It wasn't too different from what she had been used to. They still took down and deleted Digimon, and in the eyes of the law, were considered to still be criminals. What it really only lacked was someone with a more influential position.[break][break]

The kind of thievery that the other had, which was admittedly one of the things which she found to be rather troublesome to deal with. Especially after seeing just what it was like, being on the other side she had once fought. There had been some issues at the beginning, making the switch, but like most things in life, it was nothing which she hadn't been able to just prove wrong.