Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Chapter 13: The Bizarre Adventure of Mr. Haidong

It has been two days since the knight war started.

During these two days, Zheng Yi was like an emotionless killing machine. He began to wait for the battle at sunrise, and did not stop his hands soaked in blood all day until sunset.

The situation is slightly worse than Zheng Yi imagined.

Everyone in the Showa era was quite reliable, perhaps because of the advice of the two predecessors No. [-] and No. [-] earlier, after Zheng Yi [killed] No. [-] on the first day, the knights of the Showa era still maintained their strength in battle. Pretty restrained style.

At least, the losers that Zheng Yi takes over are basically from the group with Showa Knights.

Obviously, the seniors didn't kill him, otherwise there would be no chance for him to play.

On the contrary, it was Heisei's side, which made Zheng Yi helpless.

Except for the kind-hearted main cavalry and some stable secondary cavalry, there is a rather difficult group of knights born in Heisei.

That's 【Demon Knight】.

This part of the players was led by the bad boy legion of the Dragon Knight series. Zheng Yi saw with his own eyes that seven knights died in the civil war.

This made Zheng Yi feel nervous, but at the same time he had to maintain an indifferent and even regretful attitude on the face.

Although he knew that due to the collapse of the overhaul card, the recasting of the world would revive the knights again, but he had to helplessly watch the knights kill each other and lose their lives in this conspiracy woven by the overhaul card, even if Some of the victims belonged to the villainous knights themselves, and Zheng Yi still felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, on the second day, the situation changed a lot.

Except for some extremely vicious guys, from the second day onwards, the battles between knights were all based on the premise of simple victory and defeat rather than life and death.

During this day, Zheng Yi's work became more and more onerous.

It can be seen that the No. [-] senior who was [killed] by Zheng Yi chose to believe the words of this stranger.

The cyborgs would not die from such "light" injuries as broken throat cartilage and spinal misalignment.

At the end of the battle with No. [-], Zheng Yi also had the idea of ​​testing, so he ended it in that way.

The result told him that the overhaul card was indeed not detailed enough that even Zheng Yi's skills were included in the scope of surveillance, and it was even possible that the matter of collecting knight data was entirely on Yingyue's own initiative.

This made Zheng Yi bold in his next work.

"Alas!"

"Ok?"

Zheng Yi, who had just finished [killing] the Dragonrider and threw it into the reservoir, heard a familiar voice as soon as he returned to this underground space.

He turned his face sideways and saw the Daxiuka combatant holding a towel in his left hand and iced black tea in his right.

It was the one in the bear apron.

In the past two days, whether Zheng Yi was in this underground space, whether it was the preparations before departure or the rest time after completing the mission, this little bear apron was basically responsible for all the trivial matters, big and small.

It can be said that Zheng Yi is already familiar with the little bear apron among the stereotyped moans.

"Thank you."

After receiving the towel and black tea, while wiping the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Zheng Yi took a sip of the black tea and glanced at the huge screen.

There are also three pairs of knights above who are engaged in fierce and stalemate offensive and defensive battles, among which the battle between Kuuga, who was transformed by Onodera, and Agito, who is not sure if Shoichi has transformed, is the most notable.

The two sides can almost be said to be rivals at chess, frequently switching forms between battles, and constantly forcing each other to reveal more potential with highly similar tactical thinking.

For example, relying on the intuition almost as if foreseeing the future, he simply and neatly cut off the flame form of the air arrow of the Tianma crossbow.

Or, relying on strong wrist strength and defensive power, the titan who was retreating in the form of a storm abruptly and recklessly.

It seems that it will be very difficult to tell the winner.

Zheng Yi even saw a few overhaul card fighters in white coats, gathered in a group, you 噫 come and 噫 go, actually eating the fried chicken nuggets brought by Zheng Yi, while placing bets to see which side will be the last will win.

Dumbfoundingly looking back, Zheng Yi looked at Xiao Xiong's apron: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Mr. Yingyue today. Didn't he come today?"

"Alas!"

"That's right, if I'm not around, there must be someone to help take care of Xiao Ye."

"Alas?"

"It's okay, it's okay, and it doesn't take such a big fight to repair the body."

Smiling and rejecting the proposal of the little bear apron, Zheng Yi handed the towel back to him, then blinked, and looked at the little bear apron a little seriously.

"Speaking of it, I always feel like we met somewhere?"

"Alas?"

"No, I always feel that your voice and body shape seem familiar..."

Seeing that the entire face was almost covered by a black hood, and only the eyes, nose and mouth were exposed, Zheng Yi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a sneer: "It may be an illusion, sorry."

"Alas!"

"Oh! Here we come! This time, please help me open the battle location in the no-man's land of the port! Thank you!"

"Alas!"

"Then everyone, see you later!"

In the unanimous response of all combatants in the entire underground space, Zheng Yi was wrapped in the muddy world wall, disappeared, and appeared on a new frame of the screen.

Watching the confrontation between Zheng Yi and the wounded White Tiger on the screen, Xiaoxiong Apron silently folded the towel in his hand, and walked towards the door with the empty cup.

The two combatants guarding the gate glanced at the bear apron.

"Alas?"

"Alas."

A bear apron is better than an empty mug.

The two combatants understood, and opened the door without asking any further questions.

Little Xiong walked out in the apron without slowing down, and turned across the corridor in a few strokes.

After confirming that the wall obscured the sight of the two goalkeeper combatants, Little Bear flicked his apron left and right from the corner of his eye, and after confirming that there was no one around, he strode into a dark corner.

After putting away the towel and empty cup, the little bear apron pulled off the headgear——

"Huh... this thing is really hot, and the taste of Shishi is still so unflattering."

Holding the black headgear in his hand, Haidong rubbed his sweaty hair vigorously: "Can't you change to a better breathable one?"

He complained, but Haidong didn't show much anger on his face.

Wiping off the sweat from his forehead with a towel, he leaned against the wall and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The sun never sets."

"A ruthless executioner."

"I really didn't expect that such a tricky guy would be killed halfway... Sure enough, the information of the whole knight is not such an easy treasure to get."

Ps:

first change

I didn't feel well yesterday, so I went to bed early

good afternoon everyone

Chapter 14: Katoya Saya's Own Opinion

"Xiaoye! I'm back!"

While taking off his shoes and putting on indoor shoes, Zheng Yi held the dinner materials he had just bought on the way back with his right hand, and raised his voice and shouted towards the stairs.

According to his understanding, Xiaoye at this time is either playing the piano on the third floor, or drawing in his room.

As Zheng Yi expected, following Zheng Yi's shout and the doorman's wind chime, there was a burst of hurried footsteps in the bungalow without the sound of the piano echoing.

Like a little rabbit who heard the order to serve dinner, the eccentric girl jumped out from the corner of the stairs in those fluffy white slippers.

"Brother! Welcome back!"

Bouncing down the mahogany stairs with a movement that Zheng Yi was worried about falling, Xiao Ye plunged into the arms of Zheng Yi who had just changed his shoes.

"Hey, be careful, there are eggs!"

Lifting the bag a little further with his right hand, and wrapping his left hand around the girl's shoulders, Zheng Yi relaxed his muscles to slow down the force of Xiao Ye's pounce, and with a steady figure, he undertook the full-body pounce from the girl.

"Really, how old are you, why do you still look like a little girl?"

Zheng Yi glared angrily at Xiao Ye who was smirking in his arms.

"I miss you!"

"What? Uncle Moon Shadow's lunch is not to your liking?"

"Nope."

Blinking in a daze, Xiao Ye tilted her head, as if she couldn't understand why Zheng Yi could draw such a conclusion from the conversation just now.

Zheng Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Then you miss me so much? Something's wrong, girl."

"……what."

It took about three or four seconds for the little guy to recover from Zheng Yi's vaguely smirk and mocking words, and figured out the meaning behind his words.

"You're saying in disguise that I don't think about anything other than eating, right?"

The eyebrows were raised upright, and the girl who had a cute face just now suddenly changed her complexion. The angry eyebrows and eyes were like the sky in June, and there was no sign of change.

"No, I didn't say that."

"You said so in your heart!"

"Girl, can you still read minds?"

"At least I can read yours!"