The doors opened with a click, and Renamon didn't waste any time. She'd stop by that person's room from the Bulletin, and see if they had anything useful to say, and then she'd be off on her errands. Her spade and clay shard were in her waistband, staff and flashlight on hand. She would get something accomplished tonight.
She had to get something accomplished. Rika was waiting for her.
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