Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

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The brilliance split, and the bits and pieces melted into the mess of Sleeping Valley like drizzle.

Shi and Haidong put down their half-covered hands, and their gazes fell towards the direction of the dark cross. They were both looking for that familiar man, and were amazed at why there were traces of that man in this world.

However, what appeared there was not the still young, cheerful and energetic man in their memories.

On the side of the God's Bed, which was already in the open state, there were two men and women standing there, kneeling and standing.

The one standing there was not the representative of the young girl from Ellis. Although they were very similar in figure and shape, they were completely different in appearance and temperament.

The time that the soldier spent with the girl representative was not too long, but his impression of her was not too shallow.

After all, a Europa-style girl who is beautiful enough to stand out on the street is always as timid as a rabbit who can only be scared to death, and even in a hurry, she can do anything without caring about her image. Even if you are a scholar, you haven't seen many people like this.

Although he couldn't remember the girl's lengthy name very clearly, but he couldn't fail to recognize this lady.

But what kind of girl is in front of her now?

She has a three-dimensional but delicate face like a mixed-race person, with black hair reaching her waist and a stern expression.

If the girl representative of Elysian University is like a beautiful girl next door, reckless and innocent and often makes people laugh and cry, then this girl in front of her is like an empty fantasy that can only be seen in books or biographies.

Simple but true beauty.

Many but illusory beauty.

The same beauty, but a completely different sense of beauty.

If it wasn't for the fact that the girl was still wearing the battle uniform of the Eldest Girl Ellis, the soldier would have no way of linking the two together.

As for the crumbling man kneeling on one knee, Shi and Haidong couldn't see his face, all he could see was the shabby brown windbreaker on his body as if he had just passed through a large fire site, and his violently undulating body. shoulders.

The man has shaved off his short inches, and his strong bones and muscles fully support the large windbreaker. It can be imagined that if he stands up, he must be a good man with a healthy body.

But for some reason, there was a dull smell permeating the man's back, like a stubborn rock that had been buried deep in the torrent for ten or ten years, and only the strongest part remained in the end.

The vicissitudes of life are also heavy, with a rickety of the years.

That was not the atmosphere that this man should have in Shi Yu Haidong's memory.

This huge gap made both of them a little confused for a while.

However, at this split second, the girl who had been staring down at the man suddenly raised her right hand.

The flesh and blood melted, the bones stretched, and the girl's slender forearm fell off as it regenerated. In the blink of an eye, in the regrown palm, a swift sword made of bones and flesh as raw materials was properly held.

Shi and Haidong realized that now is not the time to be full of doubts and stay still.

There was no need to communicate, Haidong raised his gun, and Shi Heng raised his sharp blade and ran forward. The two immediately cooperated and launched an offensive.

But just before Haidong pulled the trigger and Shiduo ran a few steps, a huge pressure rushed from the front of the two without warning, like a rolling torrent and tsunami.

It was like a sudden shiver in the hot summer sun, Haidongheshi's body stiffened uncontrollably and his muscles stiffened. This was not such a long process, rather it was almost just a moment of breathing fleeting feeling.

But just being unable to move for such a short period of time cut off the possibility of Shi and Haidong blocking the girl's next move in time.

The blade of the sword pressed against the man's jaw and lifted his head, exposing his defenseless neck.

Immediately afterwards, in front of the two people who were too late to move, the girl only needs to gently hand out the sharp tip of the sword like this——

"Mr. Shi, didn't you swear that it would be okay to leave it to you?"

The point of the sword pressed against the man's neck, and the skin failed to become an effective barrier. The point of the sword that was too sharp just touched the skin like this, and he could drink a little blood that flowed out.

However, that's all there is to it.

A thick alien arm straddles the girl and the man, five fingers that look more like some kind of vicious weapon than limbs, like the fingertips of a pianist resting on the keys, twirling the swift sword forged from white bones body.

It's just that, but the smooth sword body can no longer advance an inch, and it even starts to move away from the man's neck a little bit.

Zheng Yi stared at the girl in front of him.

For some reason, he always felt that the other party's face was somewhat familiar.

"You can really say, why don't you say that you came late? Do you know how hard it is for me, brat!"

The taxi here stands firm, shakes the blade in his hand angrily, and turns halfway to stare at Haidong behind him.

Zheng Yi's appearance was quite timely, but this did not prevent him from complaining a few words, and by the way, adding a few more meals that Zheng Yi owed him.

Moreover, compared to the previous girl who was already pinned down by Zheng Yi, Shi Qing now has to be careful of Haidong who doesn't know what will happen when the crisis is resolved.

He wasn't worried about Zheng Yi's miss at all—Yingyue's fight was not in vain. In the field of melee combat alone, there were probably no more than five people who could be evenly matched with Zheng Yi.

that's the truth.

The resistance from the fingertips could not be said to be huge, but it was by no means light, but it was a brute force push, and Zheng Yi could deal with it even with the strength of his arms alone.

Seemingly realizing that strength alone cannot match Zheng Yi, the girl who had been staring at the man suddenly turned her head to look at Zheng Yi.

"?"

pressure.

An invisible oppressive force surged, as if there were invisible palms protruding from all directions to squeeze the body and soul. This subtle feeling made Zheng Yi understand why Shi and Haidong would be like that when they first appeared. Unreasonable movement deviation.

but……

"—!"

Inexplicably, the girl's indifferent expression changed slightly, her eyes widened slightly, and the corners of her lips pursed.

Immediately afterwards, he let go of the strangely shaped swift sword without hesitation, jumped away from Zheng Yi's side, and landed on a wreck about ten meters away.

She stared at Zheng Yi, not even looking at the man who was full of obsession a second ago.

Zheng Yi didn't chase after him, he just flipped his wrist and watched the swift sword in his hand quickly dissolve into a puddle of hot black liquid.

He brushed aside what was left in his palm and turned around.

"Excuse me."

Zheng Yi stretched out his right hand to the man kneeling on one knee.

"Are you the one who called me?"

PS:

first change

I encountered a rather subtle thing, that is, some readers and friends who misunderstood may not be able to distinguish everyone's jokes and mistake them for the truth.

The idea of ​​autobiography is just a kind of ridicule from readers and friends, because part of Zheng Yi’s setting is based on myself as an example, and many characters in the book are based on my friends and relatives in real life.

Some more innocent readers mistakenly think that I am a boastful person (scratching head)

Look at you!Don't associate the character with the author! (Kaoge.jpg)

Don't create strange rumors about me for new readers!I'm just an ordinary worker, an ordinary person (sad)

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"That's right...you are Zheng Yi, the one I said..."

The man had difficulty speaking, his dry and hoarse voice was like a lonely spirit who had been wandering in the desert for a long time, and the intermittent coughing sound made one wonder whether he would lose his life at the same time as he uttered a certain word.

But the man's voice regained its vitality after a brief murmur.

"Finally, wait until this time."

"...Yeah, although you once said that we would meet again sooner or later, I really didn't expect to meet in this way."

Zheng Yi's voice softened, and he looked at this black-haired man who was obviously not old, but had deep years of precipitation in his young brows and eyes.

"Zawaki... No, here, I'd better call you Mr. Shoichi, senior."

"Ah, okay, I haven't heard this name for a long time. Should it be twenty years or thirty years? Haha, sorry, I'm old, and I can't remember many things clearly."

The man, Tetsuya Sawaki—Shoichi Tsugami raised his right hand, and tightly grasped Zheng Yi's alien palm.

The two men pushed hard at the same time, relying on their arms, Tsugami Shoichi stood up.

"You said [I] once said goodbye?"

With a stable figure and a ruddy complexion, Shoichi Tsugami who stood up did not have the weakness that seemed to disappear in the next second when he knelt on one knee just now.

He stared at Zheng Yi, twitched the corners of his mouth, and after a few adjustments, he finally revealed a somewhat stiff smile.

It's like it's been so long since I smiled that I can't remember.

Zheng Yi nodded slightly.

"Yeah, that's really true, it made [me] worry..."

Saying so, Tsugami Sho stretched out his left hand, and held Zheng Yi's palm tightly together with his right hand.

Not a lot of power, no, it should even be said that it is too small.

Obviously judging from the muscle movement, Tsugami Shoichi should have squeezed Zheng Yi's hand with all his strength, but the strength transmitted from Zheng Yi's palm was completely inconsistent.

It's as small as a young child who has been lost for a long time, and when he finds his family again, he tries to hold on to the hem of his family's clothes.

For such a child, it is already trying their best.

"Zheng Yi... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, there's only so much I can do, and there's always only so much I can do..."

"The rest will be left to you."

Is that a smile, or a cry?

Zheng Yi once heard from a classmate who likes to read all kinds of strange science popularization that if a person cannot shed tears, then the changes in facial features when smiling and crying can actually be very similar.

Even to the point of being indistinguishable.

that……

At this moment, Shoichi Tsugami, is he laughing or crying?

Zheng Yi didn't respond right away, but he didn't make Tsugami Shoichi wait too long either. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Senior, in another world, there may still be people thinking of you." , or waiting for you, I will definitely let you return to your own world."