Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

"Well... so, you are calmer than I imagined, and you didn't go to the door directly, but went to Renlong first."

Looking at the edge of the blade that turned slightly and pressed against his throat, he could clearly see the wavy blade pattern on Xixiang Renlian's knife from this distance.

There is no need for any drastic movements, presumably as long as Xixiang Ren flicked his wrist, along with the movement of the blade, Xixiang Ren's blood would flow out along the veins.

He raised his eyes and met the eyes of Yuzi. After a long silence, he actually showed the most sincere smile since the beginning of the conversation.

"Want justice back?"

"Then don't hesitate."

Xixiang Ren's fingers pierced his neck, and the strength seemed to have pierced his own flesh.

"Cut off my head."

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"Miss Kuroda, what would you do if someone you valued and cherished was injured by a monster?"

"I think...will be sad, angry, and maybe hate the monster."

Kuroda Megumi shook his head lightly: "Emotions are like waves, not everyone can stand firm at the moment when the tide rises."

"But it's not enough to just continue the hatred, Hiiragi-san."

"There is nothing wrong with hating monsters that do evil, but if you blindly add this kind of hatred to the group of monsters, your judgment will be influenced by the hatred... People will get lost."

"Hatred makes people lose their minds and cannot make correct judgments."

Hiiragi Hiroyuki murmured in a deep voice, he lowered his head, clenched his fists as if he was remembering something.

"That's true, but I... I just need to close my eyes..."

"Mr. Hiiragi."

Kuroda Megumi's soft voice dragged Hiroyuki back from the past.

He raised his head and met Kuroda Megumi's clear eyes.

"What is it for you to persist in fighting until today?"

"Is it for revenge?"

"of course not!"

Hiroyuki Hiroyuki gave the answer almost eagerly.

But this answer is not enough.

"Then, what is it for? Since then, have you really calmed down, stopped, and thought about this issue carefully?"

"..."

The answer is no.

Since that tragedy, Hiroyuki Hirai has never stopped his footsteps for a moment, because it seems that as long as he stops moving forward, the memories of the past will catch up.

He can only keep going forward, forward, and forward!

Entrust yourself all in the anger, so as not to recall the past with everyone.

but--

"Do you think that the time spent with your sacrificed comrades-in-arms is happy?"

"of course."

"Then why are you trying to escape those memories now?"

Hiroshi was taken aback.

"It's obviously a happy and happy memory, but why are you using those memories as fuel to stir up your anger, trying to escape and deviate from your original expectations?"

【Am I running away? 】

Hiiragi Hiroyuki looked at his palm.

What Zheng Yi once said, the rampage of the mechanical giant, the faces of his comrades...

"...Miss Kuroda."

Hiroyuki raised his head again.

"I fight to protect, because I want to protect important things, so I choose to fight until today."

"It seems that you have already made up your mind."

Kuroda Megumi looked at Hiroyuki Hiroyuki's face, and smiled gently: "Even the expression has become handsome."

"Ah... this, I just laughed."

Coughing lightly, Hiroyuki lowered his face in embarrassment, and bowed slightly to Megumi Kuroda.

"Then, I'll take my leave."

"Hey?"

Kuroda Megumi was taken aback when he heard the words: "Aren't you going in?"

"No."

Hiroyuki Hiroyuki, who was already walking down the stairs, turned sideways and smiled at Kuroda Hui: "The old abbot is actually a person who likes to be clean. I have achieved the purpose of my trip. The stone bricks in front of the temple are so clean. I want to come to his old man's house." His bones are still strong."

"I won't bother you any more."

"oh oh……"

Seeing Hiroyuki Hiroyuki's tall and straight figure gradually receding on the stairs, Megumi Kuroda held the gossip plate and hat in a daze.

In the main hall of Mibu-ji Temple, Renlong, who was sitting opposite the old abbot under the big Buddha, opened his eyes.

"...You and Zheng Yi won, and he took his life."

After saying that, he disappeared in the sapphire-colored light, and judging from the direction in which the light flew, he probably went back to sister Jayden.

But the old abbot didn't seem to hear Renlong's words, he was still kneeling and sitting there upright.

The majestic face was as deep as a cold pool, with no waves.

PS:

first change

Coming!

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"...Are you serious, Xixiang Jin?"

There were no waves or wavering in Yezi's gaze, facing Xixiangren's provocative words, she just raised a question, and her tone was as normal as asking someone if they want spicy food.

"of course--"

"Hey!"

Before Xixiang Ren could finish his words, another strange voice appeared between the two.

That sound is definitely not the type that can be heard in daily life. If I have to describe it... it's like cutting the water with a knife blade.

In ordinary people's mind, this should be a silent action, right?

But at this very moment, this is probably the only way to describe the uncomfortable voice.

——Because Yuko's knife is too fast.

Skin, muscle, these large obstacles were split into two in an instant, and none of them could stick to the transparent knife body.

Only the blood is different.

The blood seemed to be cut open by the blade, rushing to both sides along the wavy blade pattern.

Skin, flesh, blood—

Then there is the hardest bone.

Senbai's spine is by no means as fragile as it looks. In fact, even with a special blade, it is extremely difficult to cut off a thick spine.

If you do it recklessly, not only will the blade be damaged, but it may also cause arm muscle contusion.

But it was such a solid thing, but it couldn't stop even a second of gap between the blades of Yuzi.

Yuzi's knife pierced Xixiangren's neck in an instant.

There was no trace of blood on the blade, and there was no crack on Xixiangren's neck. The light of the blade at that moment seemed to be just an illusion swimming gently against his skin.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Xixiang Ren raised his hand and touched his neck, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Sure enough, if it was you, I would definitely cut it off without hesitation. I really saw you right that day, Miss Poison Island."

He smiled and lowered his eyes: "It's a pity..."

"...What the hell are you?"

Yuzi raised his sword in a deep voice.

If she was driving her body with anger and anxiety before, then at this moment, she who completely suppressed her murderous aura was the one who really regarded the man in front of her as an enemy who needed to risk her life.

She didn't hold back the sword just now.

The tactile sensation of cutting flesh, the slight jerky feeling of slicing through the gaps in the spine, and the lingering sense of hindrance when finally removing the dirt that may be stuck to the knife.

Yuzi was very sure that he just took Xixiang Ren's head off.

However, the man who was supposed to be a headless corpse still stood there, and he even had enough room to smile at her.

That look...

It was as if she was regretting that she hadn't been able to die as she wished.

Not out of irony, but quite sincerely regretting that he didn't die.

"Did you want to die from the very beginning?"