"So... Renamon and I were thinking about setting up a bet for the fight." Aguri said hesitantly.

"A bet? Of what kind?" Matsuo asked.

"Something the loser has to do." Aguri clarified.

"Oh." Matsuo realized. He decided to keep his voice down so their Digimon couldn't hear, "Aren't you worried that if Renamon loses, she has to do something humiliating?" he said.

"She's willing to do it." Aguri replied.

Matsuo remained silent for the rest of the walk, not sure what to make of a bet. The dojo was a relatively small room with a few pieces of equipment and a mat placed in the center of the room. Renamon began to stretch herself while Matsuo talked with Gatomon, "Hey Gatomon, how do you feel about making a bet on this fight with Renamon?" he asked.

Gatomon was busy stretching. "That depends. What does Renamon want to bet?'

Renamon had enough time to consider Aguri's idea for a bet. She came to the conclusion that it was definitely appropriate for a brat like Gatomon, "I believe that you should learn some respect and dignity. If I win, you have to wear a diaper like me." she said. Matsuo quietly giggled at the bet.

Gatomon glared at Renamon and Aguri. "What? Why that? Did you agree to this?" She asked Matsuo.

"It's not a bet unless you agree to it. A-and you can make a bet of your own." Matsuo said nervously.

"That's right, what do you want if you win?" Renamon asked.