Self-cultivation of Kamen Rider ZIO

Chapter 234

"Shinnosuke Tomari—how dare you...!?"

Mitsuhide Renliang, who was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and immediately shouted angrily and in disbelief.

"How dare I? This is what I said, have you forgotten the time I beat you outside the door?"

Shinnosuke Tomari laughed and stepped forward, raised his foot and mercilessly sent continuous kicks at Mitsuhide Niliang.

Renliang Mitsuhide subconsciously raised his arms to resist, and at the same time shouted "Help" and "Tosuke Shinnosuke is crazy".

But the people around didn't seem to see or hear, they were still talking about their own days, and they were indifferent to the fact that Tomari Shinnosuke was beating Niliang Mitsuhide violently.

Anger spread in Renliang Mitsuhide's heart, and then Renliang Mitsuhide suddenly discovered one thing, that is... it doesn't hurt!Although Park Shinnosuke kept beating him, he didn't feel any pain at all.

After realizing this, Mitsuhide Renliang tentatively gave up resisting, and looked up at Shinnosuke Tomari.

What met Mitsuhide Niliang was a shoe sole that quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Bang!
Niliang Mitsuhide's head hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound.

But Niliang Mitsuhide, who raised his hand to touch his face, suddenly let out a suppressed laugh.

Snapped!
Don't bother Shinnosuke Tomari, Mitsuhide Niliang raised his hand and slapped himself on the face again, the kind that didn't save any effort.

After the fight, Niliang Mitsuhide began to laugh excitedly.

"It doesn't hurt! Hahaha - it doesn't hurt! Hahahahaha - I'm dreaming, haha, I'm dreaming, this is a dream!!"

Niliang Mitsuhide looked at Shinnosuke Tomari with a ferocious expression, who seemed to be frightened by him, and subconsciously began to back away, and rushed towards him with a grinning grin.

Park Shinnosuke dodged and frowned at the same time and asked, "What's the matter with you? Renliang, are you crazy?"

"Bah! You're crazy, I'm more awake now than ever!"

Niliang Mitsuhide who said this got up from the ground, then turned his head and punched the person beside him.

The man immediately looked at Renliang Mitsuhide in shock and anger and scolded: "Renliang, are you crazy!?"

Niyoshi Mitsuhide ignored the man, just kicked him again as if venting, then looked at Tomari Shinnosuke again, took off the gun from his waist, opened the safety and pointed it at Tomari Shinnosuke.

"I'm going to kill you, Tomari Shinnosuke, just like I killed your father!"

[In my dream, can I still be bullied by others?There is no such reason! ]
Thinking of this, Niliang Mitsuhide was about to pull the trigger.

He has nothing to fear!
Whoops-

……

……

"Go to hell—!!!"

Niliang Mitsuhide woke up from the bed in the infirmary screaming.

A small space blocked by curtains, a familiar smell and a familiar room.

"...Are you finally awake?"

Niliang Mitsuhide opened the covering curtain and looked around.

Shelves for medicines, sofas, tables, chairs.

The desk with his folding fan, no office chair for the doctor to sit on.

The exact same scene as in the dream unfolded in front of Renliang Mitsuhide again, making Niliang Mitsuhide unable to help but feel a sense of confusion between reality and illusion.

In order to seek the truth, Nisara Mitsuhide slowly raised his hand and pinched himself lightly.

no pain...

Niliang Mitsuhide pinched it hard again, hey, it's fun.

"I don't hurt, ha, I don't hurt, hahaha——"

He got it, he got it all.

In reality, although I don't know how Moto Shinnosuke did it, but according to Moto Shinnosuke, he was indeed beaten up by Moto Shinnosuke, and his whole body was in pain, so he started doing it. Such a dream, a dream from which one cannot wake up without taking a deep breath!
Niliang Mitsuhide summed up the rules in the dream.

First of all, he can't feel pain.

Secondly, as long as he doesn't deliberately provoke others, others will ignore him.

The last thing is, you can't intend to kill someone, because the dream will come back.

Forget about the third point, he has already verified the first point of the first two points, so as long as he has verified the second point, it can prove that he is still in a dream and has not yet woken up.

Niliang Mitsuhide took back the folding fan on the desk and strode towards the medical room.

Whoops-

On the nape of Mitsuhide Niyoshi's neck, the orange Buster virus was spreading.

Outside the door, the doctor in the infirmary had just returned from using the toilet when he saw Mitsuhide Renliang striding out of the infirmary in full swing.

He raised his hand, but after remembering the vaccination given to him by Zenhachiro Kaida, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he lowered his arm.

"It turns out that what the Zhuitian police department said is true..."

With such a low murmur, the doctor walked back to his infirmary.

On the other side, Niliang Mitsuhide shook his folding fan and looked around.

As he observed, the sense of confusion between illusion and reality began to rise in his heart again.

Because unlike the last two dreams, the people in this "dream" did not gather in the lobby on the first floor, but were normally scattered in their respective rooms.

This made Niliang Mitsuhide gradually show a hesitant look on his face, and he began to suspect that he had woken up instead of still dreaming.

But the problem is...it doesn't hurt.

Niliang Mitsuhide thought while pinching his own flesh as he walked.

Is it because he is not strong enough?

Thinking of this, Renliang Mitsuhide stopped, raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Snapped!
The bright red handprints left traces on his face, but Niyoshi Mitsuhide didn't seem to feel anything, so he slapped the other half of his face with his backhand.

Snapped!
Passerby:"……"

Passerby B: "???"

They looked at Mitsuhide Renliang in astonishment, then looked at each other again, and finally decided to ignore Mitsuhide Renliang twitching at the corners of their mouths, so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble, just like the mooring detectives that the police department of Kaitian said.

Speaking of which, it was the Park detective who carried Niliang Mitsuhide to the infirmary.

The two passers-by looked at each other again, and both saw a bold and capitalized word in each other's eyes——Pengci!
At the same time, Renliang Mitsuhide, who had just slapped himself twice, looked refreshed.

He thought cheerfully, it doesn't hurt... Ha, it really is a dream!
Still, he decided to be cautious.

So, Mitsuhide Renliang raised his head. In his eyes, passer-by A and passer-by B were chatting about their own affairs, as if they had not seen his strange behavior, and they passed by him naturally, with the corners of their eyes twitching. The corner of the eye was not left to him.

Niliang Mitsuhide nodded, yes, this is in line with the law he summed up.

And finally...

Ren Liang Mitsuhide suddenly raised his hand and punched him when passer-by C walked up to him.

Bang!
Passerby C immediately yelled shit.

"Renliang, are you crazy!?"

However, seeing Passerby C's shocked and angry expression, Niyoshi Mitsuhide said "Hey", patted Passerby C on the head, and left straight away.

During this process, Ren Liang Mitsuhide's expression gradually became arrogant, and he let out a strange smile.

Passerby C: "!!?"

This strange performance successfully shocked passer-by C.

Passer-by C decided not to be as knowledgeable as a lunatic, especially since that lunatic is still a class leader.

At the same time, Mitsuhide Renliang took the elevator and went down to the first floor, taking the step of denying his relatives.

Since it was a dream, according to his previous two experiences, although other people's behavior patterns have changed this time and they did not gather below, as the core of this dream, Tomari Shinnosuke must still be in the lobby on the first floor.

while the elevator is descending.

Tick, tick, tick...

As the environment became quieter, the familiar second hand sounded again, making Renliang Mitsuhide even more certain that he was in a dream.

It's just that Mitsuhide Niliang couldn't see it, just above the nape of his neck, the orange bugster virus was arranged in the shape of a clock, in which the second hand was turning.

Tick, tick, tick...

Whoops-

(End of this chapter)