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

Minato Namikaze, on the other hand, was completely at ease, smiling as he found an empty seat and sat down, his movements as natural as if he were at home.

This casual demeanor made Sonosaki Saeko's face darken even more, and she began to have doubts: According to the information,

He is clearly an enemy of our museum. What is Father thinking?

After sitting down, Minato Namikaze's gaze swept lightly over the Sonozaki family. Just like when he first met Wakana Sonozaki, the little girl was indeed eye-catching.

Like a pampered young lady, she lacks the ethereal purity of a fairy, instead resembling a lively little elf; while Sonozaki Saeko possesses a mature and alluring charm.

He exuded an aura of "don't mess with me," like a rose with thorns. His gaze lingered briefly on the two of them.

He was immediately drawn to the desserts on the table—the cake on the corner of the table was clearly more appealing to him than the people in front of him, each with their own agendas.

Minato picked up his fork, gently cut a piece of cake, and put it in his mouth. After chewing a couple of times, his expression changed slightly.

Why does this taste so familiar? It seems like I've tasted it somewhere before, but it's really delicious, sweet but not cloying, just to my liking.

Just as he was about to take his second bite, Sonozaki Ryubei suddenly burst into hearty laughter. His aged yet powerful laugh made everyone at the table stop eating.

The laughter carried an undeniable sense of oppression. The old man's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Minato, and he slowly asked:

"Does Mr. Minato have a girlfriend? If not, how about I introduce you to someone?"

The sudden question startled Minato for a moment, and the image of Kushina flashed through his mind instantly.

Although they haven't officially settled down yet, the two have been spending every day together, and their relationship is practically like that of lovers.

Moreover, he always felt that the problem was not so simple, and a chill ran down his spine. He felt that the old man was up to something.

He scratched his head, a gentle smile on his face, but his tone was firm: "I already have someone I care about, so I won't trouble Mr. Sonozaki."

His words carried a subtle distance, leaving the other person no room for maneuver.

"Is that so..." Sonozaki Ryubei sensed his distance but didn't seem to care. She pulled him aside to chat about everyday things, showing concern and care.

This allowed the Sonozaki family to gradually understand the old man's thoughts. Even Sonozaki Saeko, who harbored the greatest hostility towards Minato, remained silent at this moment.

Minato's strength is undeniable; not only her husband, but even the man she valued, Shinkuro Isaka, returned in disarray this time.

Anyone with eyes to see knows that Isaka suffered a great loss at Minato's hands. If she could turn Minato around, she would be overjoyed.

As for Isaka Shinkuro, who had been sullen and unhappy after being defeated by Minato, his face became even more gloomy, and he remained silent with a dark expression.

He was, after all, an outsider and had no right to interrupt the conversation at the banquet. He could only sneer inwardly: Let him keep being so tough and see how long he can be so smug.

At the dinner table, Sonozaki Ryubei asked Minato many questions about his life, implying that he didn't need to work so hard.

Come to my Saki family, and I guarantee you a bright future. Unfortunately, Minato's aloofness never lessened, showing no sign of wavering.

Finally, the elderly man, who had long held a high position, could no longer contain himself, his face darkening: "Mr. Minato, do you dislike the Sonozaki family so much?"

Then, he raised his voice and got straight to the point, "Speaking of which, you still have a memory in your possession. Could you return the Nazca Memory to Kirihiko?"

That's very important!

These words were tantamount to a complete showdown—he was forcing Minato to make a choice: either align himself with the Sonozaki family or break off all ties.

In an instant, everyone except Sudo Kirihiko pulled out their memory modules, a blatant threat laid bare before them. Anyone who saw it would think...

Shuimen is like a lamb entering a tiger's den; his only option is to seek refuge with someone else.

But Minato remained unfazed, calmly taking a sip of his black tea. As he put down the cup, the gentleness on his face faded slightly, replaced by a cold smile.

"Have a good impression of me? Mr. Sonozaki, do you want me to bow down to the real culprit behind the tragedy in Fuuto? Sorry, I really don't have a good impression of your Sonozaki family."

These words were like a pebble thrown into boiling water, instantly freezing the atmosphere. The servants of the Sonozaki family were all utterly shocked.

They were all wondering to themselves: Just who is this man? He's so bold, daring to be so defiant in front of the higher-ups of the Sonozaki family.

Is it because of an overly strong sense of justice, or is it because of utter stupidity and ignorance?

The tense atmosphere was suffocating. Sonozaki Saeko gripped the memory tightly, ready to eliminate this threat completely.

But he was interrupted by what Minato said next.

"As for the Nazca Memory, you can have it, but I want the Quetzalcoatlus Memory in exchange."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two people at the table instantly changed—especially Isaka Shinkuro's.

He shamelessly stayed at the Sonozaki family's house, his most important goal being the Quetzalcoatl Memory, and now someone had actually intercepted it halfway.

Anger surged within me instantly: I absolutely cannot forgive this.

Another person whose expression changed drastically was Sonozaki Ryuhei, who asked in a deep voice, "How do you know about that memory?"

He found it increasingly difficult to understand the young man before him. According to the information, Shuimen was just a rookie policeman, at most a bit capable and a genius.

But how could he have the Eternal Memory? How could he know that the mastermind behind the sale of the Fuuto Memory was the Sonozaki family?

How could they possibly know about the Wind God Pteranodon Memory now? Minato Namikaze, just who is he, to be so unfathomable?

Faced with Sonozaki Ryubei's questioning, Minato smiled gently again and waved his hand: "It's a secret."

"I can't tell you. In short, if you want the Nazca Memory, you have to trade it for the Quetzalcoatl Memory, no questions asked."

This unwavering resolve made Sonozaki Saeko feel utterly humiliated. She slammed her hand on the table, stood up abruptly, glared at Minato, and shouted:

"You bastard, don't underestimate the Sonozaki family!" With that, she prepared to insert the memory chip.

Just as they were at an impasse, a puzzled voice suddenly came from behind Sonozaki Ryubei: "Um... what happened, Master?"

Akiko Narumi, dressed in a detective's outfit, stared blankly at the tense scene before her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Minato Namikaze sitting calmly, and her eyes lit up instantly. She exclaimed, "Minato-kun! What are you doing here?"

Minato waved with a smile, his tone light and cheerful: "Haha, I was invited here by Mr. Sonozaki when I was passing by."

"I didn't expect to run into you here. You look quite convincing in your detective outfit." He was also quite curious about what Akiko was up to dressed like that for.

At this moment, the stag beetle phone on Akiko Narumi's body is broadcasting live, and Shotaro Hidari and Philip are at the Narumi Detective Agency.

He happened to witness this scene. Shotaro, looking utterly bewildered, scratched his head and shouted:

"What's Minato doing there? And what's that idiot Akiko doing, getting in the way again!"