Tokusatsu: Me, the Police God in the Kamen Rider World

"Yeah! I locked up that 'Elysium Tornado,' so I can't read it at all!" Philip said, feeling aggrieved.

Minato smiled. He had achieved his goal and could now enjoy his vacation.

So he waved to the three of them and said, "Then I won't bother you any longer. I wish you success with your project. Goodbye!"

Shotaro instinctively responded with an "Oh," but only after realizing what was happening did he realize that Minato truly had no interest in the commission.

But at that moment, Watergate downstairs had already ridden away on his motorcycle, and Philip, out of curiosity about the "Elysium Tornado," also dashed out.

Shotaro sighed helplessly and could only resign himself to following along, since he had to be both his partner and his "parents."

Emerging from the Narumi Detective Agency, Minato Namikaze whistled lightly, parked his car on the side of the road, and strode briskly into the commercial district.

It's such a shame not to take a break when you finally have some free time.

He held a skewer of grilled dough balls in his hand, a dorayaki in his mouth, and wandered aimlessly, switching snacks one after another.

If you could eat and drink like this every day without having to worry about those troublesome things, that would be the real life of an angel.

After wandering around for two hours, Minato was wondering which dessert shop to go to next when a commotion suddenly broke out ahead.

The bustling crowd instantly piqued his curiosity, and since he had nothing better to do, he stepped forward to join them.

Upon closer inspection, the crowd was outrageous, so dense that there wasn't even room to put your feet down.

Minato scratched his head, thinking to himself: If I squeeze in, my hairstyle will become a complete mess. I'd better not.

Just as he was about to turn around, a sweet voice drifted into his ears. He paused, realizing he had just heard that voice before—it was Sonozaki Wakana.

"Is this for a TV show?" Minato raised an eyebrow and peeked into the crowd on tiptoe.

There were so many people that he could only catch a glimpse of their figures through the gaps, but even in that one glance, he could clearly see what Sonozaki Wakana looked like.

Her black hair hung down softly, with the ends curling in a natural arc, and her cheeks had gentle lines.

What's most striking are those azure eyes, bright as a clear blue sky, so dazzling that you can't look away.

Even if you can only catch a glimpse of her, you can still tell how beautiful she is. She's even more stunning than in magazine photos. No wonder the men of Fengdu idolize her like a goddess.

Minato understood perfectly; people in this world really can't be judged by their on-screen appearances, as many people's true looks are hidden by their roles.

But that has nothing to do with him. He's not a fan of celebrities, and besides, the Sonozaki family is his enemy.

Having satisfied his curiosity, Minato turned and left, lingering by the roadside for a while before finally getting on his motorcycle.

Just as I started the engine, a figure moving at supersonic speed suddenly flashed past my eyes, its shape like a cat and a tiger, so fast that only a blur remained.

"Oh? Interesting. Is it the museum's executioners who have been dispatched?" Minato's eyes lit up, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned the handlebars and gave chase.

He wasn't interested in the commission at first, but the appearance of the dopant changed everything. He couldn't just watch someone get hurt; that wasn't his style.

Following the figure through the forest path, Minato finally caught up with it, but when he saw the building not far away, he froze instantly.

Isn't this the place of romance mentioned in the commission?

As he frowned in thought, a familiar voice suddenly called out, "Hurry up, Philip!"

It's Narumi Akiko! Minato's face tightened, and without thinking, he slammed on the gas and sped off.

Philip was being chased by a saber-toothed tiger-like hybrid, while Akiko followed beside him, her face pale. The two of them were panting heavily.

The saber-toothed tiger hybrid was incredibly fast, catching up in no time, its sharp claws flashing coldly as it swung towards Akiko.

"Akiko!" Philip quickly grabbed her and pulled her aside, narrowly escaping a fatal accident.

But the dopant gave them no chance to breathe; its injured claws stabbed again, the cold light aimed directly at their faces.

Philip and Akiko felt a sinking feeling, and despair instantly overwhelmed them—it was all over.

At the critical moment, a white motorcycle roared out, its deafening engine slamming into the hybrid.

The person in the car turned around, his smile so bright it was dazzling; it was Minato Namikaze.

"Minato-kun!" "Namikaze Minato!" The two were both surprised and delighted, their voices filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

Minato waved with a smile, his tone slightly teasing: "You two didn't look very good, you almost became this big guy's snack."

Akiko and Philip breathed a sigh of relief; their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

Without wasting words, Minato jumped out of the car, pulled a driver from his waist, a two-port design.

It is almost identical to W's dual drive, except that the new connector has a different pattern.

Philip's eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help but lean closer: "This driver... it's different! What's going on?"

Akiko chimed in, exclaiming dramatically, "Yeah, yeah, it's completely different from what we've seen before!"

Minato gripped the driver, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, but his smile remained bright:

"Perfect timing, let me show you my newly made driver!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out two memory modules, flicked them with his fingertips, and a crisp mechanical sound rang out: 【eternal!】【nasca!】

He inserted the permanent memory into the usual slot and then inserted another Nazca memory into the newly added slot.

He swiftly flipped the driver switch, then winked at the two of them: "henshin!"

A deep, mechanical voice followed: [best.match][eternal! nasca!]

A sudden gust of wind blew, causing the black cloak to flutter wildly, revealing the pure white body. The triangular crown on the head exuded majesty, and the golden compound eyes were sharp and piercing.

At that moment, the Nazca Memory flickered slightly, and blue patterns appeared behind him.

Wing-shaped stripes adorned the sides of the cloak, and several blue patterns appeared on the pure white abdomen.

Understated yet striking, this is the symbol of Nazca power. Kamen Rider Eternal (Nazca Add-on Form) has officially arrived!

This driver was created by him by combining several ideas. It doesn't share the power of two memory modules, but rather uses a newly added port to enhance the main body's form.

It's somewhat like the Rider Armor of Zi-O, much more practical than simply driving the memory to unleash a powerful attack.

To make this driver, he almost spent all his accumulated login points and even upgraded the Nazca Memory he got from Sonozaki Kirihiko to T2.

In the end, I only had 100 points left, which meant I was back to square one.

Philip's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but rub his hands together: "Interesting! It's not like W's power sharing, it's an additional enhancement!"

"This idea is absolutely brilliant!" If they weren't still fighting, he would have pounced on them immediately and disassembled the driver to study it thoroughly.

"Philip, is this different from the previous one?" Akiko asked, looking bewildered.