Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Crouching in front of the instrument, the anger that rose in my dream made him almost want to slap this delicate machine.

However, the hand had just moved, and Zheng Yi's teachings echoed in his ears.

[Even if you are angry, you must burn calmly. Only in this way can you turn anger into strength when needed. 】

"..."

With my fingers resting on the keyboard, I buried my head in Mengmeng and frowned.

Everything happened too fast, and after the air base eliminated the threat from Chrissys, the battle was over.

After knowing that Zheng Yi was dragged into the wormhole and disappeared, the self-blame and anxiety in my dream deepened almost every minute.

"The teacher obviously reminded me... He obviously reminded me that Chrissy has a problem--"

【and many more. 】

My dream thoughts froze slightly.

【The teacher reminded me...Since the teacher knows that Chrisis has a problem, does that mean...】

Although the time we spent together probably couldn't be said to be long, Zheng Yi's resolute and almost exhaustive style of doing things has already been deeply imprinted in my dream memory.

Before he came to the scene in a combatant EX in a hurry, he didn't care about the handling of Chrissys, but now that he thought about it, if his teacher had prepared it, he should hurry up and do what he should do instead of complaining about himself here. thing.

Correct.

"...There must be something I can do."

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"Empty and righteous, you bastard! Doing something against me is really going to stand on the opposite side of immortality with our masters. For mere human beings, don't you think it's worth it!"

Regarding Zheng Yi's question, Zebubu said something irrelevant.

He could feel that the murderous aura rushing towards his face once again seemed to tightly fill every inch of the space around him. It was supposed to be an illusory aura, but at this moment it was squeezing as if it possessed substance. his body.

There is no doubt that Zheng Yi is serious.

"Unfortunately."

Zheng Yi's voice quietly leaned so close, as if the two parties were suddenly sitting opposite each other, within reach of each other.

[When did this——]

But before Zebubu recovered from his doubts about why he and Zheng Yi were so close, a violent shock that spread to every corner of his body erupted in his body, and the power without warning was easily shaken his mind and soul.

But just when the swaying was about to take Zebub's consciousness to a farther place, the pain that was not weaker than the shock suddenly burst from his body. .

Like a rose rooted in Zebub's body and mind, it drilled into the bone marrow, tore open the flesh, gnawed at his rationality gracefully and quietly, and bloomed a flower called pain.

In a trance, all the words he originally wanted to say were stuck in his throat, until the pain and shock hit his chest together, and he could barely make his out-of-control body grow his mouth and make a sound.

"—ahem!"

This distressed voice pulled back Zebbu's consciousness that had almost gone away with his painful claws.

"Your answer is wrong."

An arm covered with jet-black biological armor stretched out, and the wide palm almost completely wrapped Zebub's neck, and the five fingers slowly tightened seemed to squeeze his soul out of this body The same crushed muscles.

He was choked by the throat and hung in the air.

Zebub didn't know how long it had been since he experienced the feeling of suffocation again.

After finally regaining control of his body, even though his limbs were still trembling slightly due to the aftermath of the shock, Zebub immediately showed his fighting posture.

The spikes turned into long knives, the wrinkled skin quickly hardened, and the muscles of the limbs began to swell as if they were inflated.

As the Demon Destroyer, his frontal combat ability is not weaker than that of Brie Blots.

...However, even after showing this uglier gesture, the palm on Zebub's throat never relaxed at all.

It was as if its owner couldn't see the mutation that was so close at hand.

"Do you find it incomprehensible, Zebub?"

Looking at Zebub who had changed in his hands, Zheng Yi raised his right fist little by little.

"Why can't I use my space movement ability, why can't the electromagnetic barrier on my body stop my fist."

"At this moment, you must have a lot of questions in your heart."

"To be honest, I have no fewer questions than you do."

"Give me a few examples."

In Zheng Yi's huge red compound eyes, Zebubu, who couldn't move, was reflected very clearly.

"Why do you think humans will be the virus of the universe?"

"Why do you think you have the right to judge human beings with such peace of mind?"

"Why do you dare to stand in front of me and tell me that you want to destroy human beings?"

Zheng Yi's voice didn't fluctuate too much, it seemed calm and stable just like chatting with others in the past.

However, the palm that continued to tighten inward every minute and every second, stretched the hardened skin on Zebubu's neck into chapped texture, and splashed lavender body fluid outward, seemed to have squeezed Zheng Yi's raging chest. Burning things are on display.

That's anger.

"Goo...cough!"

Suffocation, pain, weakness.

What invaded the body was the harbinger of death.

At this moment, leaving aside those calculations, it was only out of the instinct of life, the survival instinct of longing to continue to live, Zebub's trembling limbs seemed to be injected with new vitality suddenly.

Having seen Zheng Yi's melee combat ability before, even under such a crisis, Zebbu still judged rationally that it would be difficult for his fists to cause effective damage to Zheng Yi.

But he still has the last trump card!

Zebubu brandished the sharp blade on his right arm and stabbed Zheng Yi's throat——

"when!"

——Zebub, who was desperate, stretched his right arm and froze there.

"That's it, Zebub."

Looking directly at Zebubu who was in a daze as if he had lost his soul, Zheng Yi suddenly turned his head.

A tooth-piercing piercing sound exploded between Zheng Yi and Zebubu, and handfuls of tiny sparks shot out from Zebubu's right arm.

The sharp blade that was capable of piercing through the defenses of Aguru's body actually broke off the tip of the blade, leaving only an uneven fracture bathed in the bursting sparks.

"I want to live, I don't want to die."

Zheng Yi turned his face back.

The point of the missing knife was held in his mouth by his sharp mouthparts.

"It's the same for you, and it's the same for human beings. If you want to continue to survive, it's the same for everyone."

"It is absolutely stupid to destroy other races for the sake of one's own survival."

"...Then what are you...!"

Difficult to make a sound with his throat that was about to be crushed into a ball, Zebub howled: "What are you who want to kill me like this-don't you, don't you claim to be righteous!"

"You think you are the savior of mankind, but in fact you are just a monster feared by mankind. How is it different from us!"

"In the end, you will only be betrayed by humans and abandoned by humans!"

"You get nothing!"

Facing Zebubu's hoarse shouts, Zheng Yi remained silent, but his quiet figure was filled with an undeniable oppressive force.

Perhaps because he understood that he would die today, after the initial fear, Zebub's brain was more burned by anger.

As a servant who is trusted and expected by the master, his embarrassment, fear, and embarrassment all turned into fuel for anger in Zheng Yi's silence of just a few breaths.

he growled.

"you--"

"—I know what you said."

Zheng Yi calmly interrupted Zebubu's roar.

"I will be feared, I will be suspected, I will be regarded as a potential enemy, I will be betrayed by some people I have protected one day, and I will be hurt by some people I have helped one day."

"I know all this."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

"Varied--"

"I do it because I want to."

"I feel happy when I'm appreciated and needed."

"I feel bad about being feared and loathed by people."

"But whether happy or sad, I will not escape."

Zheng Yi swung his right fist.

That unstoppable force, accompanied by Zheng Yi's plain but determined voice, poured into Zebubu's head together.

"Because, the one who decides to do it is me."

"And the people I love never leave me."

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