Am I a Kamen Rider or the real young master who was switched at birth?

After leaving Director Zhou's office, Lin Xingran rushed forward several steps before stopping.

She braced herself on her knee with one hand, exaggeratedly clutching her chest with the other, and looked up at the ceiling, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god—that scared me to death! I thought Elbow Bro was going to lecture us until dark. Last time he lectured me, I stood there for almost an hour, and my legs were numb when I came out. Ye Yang, you're so brave!"

Ye Yang followed behind her, the afternoon sun shining on the collar of his crimson shirt.

He recalled the moment when Director Zhou stared at him in the office; that look and tone were indeed comparable to his homeroom teacher from his previous life.

A subtle hint of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Indeed. There's a reason you call him Elbow Bro. When he said 'If you talk about it again, it'll be two thousand five hundred,' I understood—this guy doesn't mince words, he means what he says."

"But to be honest, although he's fierce, he's not a bad person. When he was scolding me just now, I felt like I'd seen this kind of teacher somewhere before, scolding you with a stern face, and then secretly slipping you a piece of candy afterward."

Lin Ying walked beside Ye Yang, her strides slightly smaller than usual, just enough to keep pace with him.

Hearing Ye Yang's evaluation, she turned her head slightly to look at him, a faint smile appearing on her lips, and said in a very soft voice:

"Director Zhou—actually, he's a very good person. He—he's just a bit strict, but he's very responsible for every student. Last time—the last time my second sister burned down the fire protection system in the training hall, he criticized her by name at the school assembly, but afterwards—he also wrote a report to the training hall privately, saying that the fire protection system itself had design flaws and that the students couldn't be entirely blamed."

She paused, gently tucking a stray strand of hair that had been blown across her cheek behind her ear. "He—he was worried about you when he said those things. He said you're lacking in some areas—no—not that you're incapable, but he was worried you'd be too reckless and get hurt if you rushed in alone. After all, you—you're our Lin family's younger brother."

Ye Yang paused slightly, turned to look at Lin Ying, whose light gray eyes were quietly watching him.

He suddenly realized that all teachers in this world are probably the same. No matter which world you come from, there are always people who are silently caring for those around them in their own way.

He smiled at Lin Ying, about to say something, when his gaze inadvertently swept over the sign of an office next to the corridor, and he suddenly froze on the spot.

Lin Xingran walked in front and found that no one was following behind. She turned around and saw Ye Yang standing in the middle of the corridor, maintaining an extremely strange posture without moving.

She blinked, puzzled, walked back and waved in front of him, only to find that Ye Yang's eyes were fixed on the sign of an office next door, without even blinking.

She tilted her head to look at the door, then tilted her head to look at Ye Yang, waved her hand in front of him several times, and asked in a completely bewildered tone:

"Hey? Ye Yang? What's wrong? What did you see? Were you scared out of your wits by Elbow Bro? Or is there some side effect to that golden hairball powder? Big sister, come and check on Ye Yang! I don't know what's wrong with you!"

Ye Yang completely ignored Lin Xingran's hand that was waving in front of him.

Like a videotape playing in reverse, he walked backward step by step back to the office door with extremely stiff but precise steps.

He stood directly below the doorplate, looking up at the dark blue metal nameplate on the door.

The nameplate had the words "Wang Xiaoming" written in neat printed font.

Sunlight streamed obliquely from the window at the end of the corridor, shining on the nameplate and making the three characters "Wang Xiaoming" exceptionally clear.

Ye Yang's expression underwent an extremely complex change in that instant.

His pupils contracted slightly, his lips moved slightly several times, and then he abruptly turned to look at the three Lin sisters, asking in a tone of barely suppressed excitement, "Does your school have a teacher named Wang Xiaoming?"

Lin Yumin took two steps forward and stood next to Ye Yang.

She looked up at the nameplate, her brow furrowing slightly, then turned to Lin Xingran and asked in a calm tone if she recognized the name.

Lin Xingran tilted her head and thought for a moment, then waved her hand dramatically and raised her voice, saying:

"Why ask me? You have the best memory here! You remember every teacher's name, office number, and even what kind of tea they like to drink!"

"When you helped the student council organize faculty files last time, didn't you memorize all the teachers' information? You're asking me if you did—have you been staying up all night and gone crazy lately?"

Lin Yumin ignored her teasing, stared at the nameplate for a while, then slowly shook her head and said, "I don't remember this teacher, but this office used to be a storage room."

Lin Ying walked to Ye Yang's side and looked up slightly at the excited expression on his face that she had never seen before.

She reached out and tugged very lightly at Ye Yang's sleeve, her voice tinged with unconscious worry: "Ye Yang—what's wrong? Is this teacher someone you know?"

Ye Yang pointed at the nameplate, his fingertips trembling slightly. His lips moved, and he tried to speak several times but couldn't find the right words.

That name had been waiting in his heart for a long time. Ever since the moment the big tree in the forest said, "Shi is coming into this world," he had been wondering if that person would really come.

Just as he was trying to suppress his excitement and nervousness, Lin Xingran suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed loudly in a tone that said, "I finally understand!"

"Oh! Ye Yang, do you think this teacher Wang Xiaoming's name is really awful? Let me tell you—it really is a bit rustic."

"Who still has a name like Wang Xiaoming these days? All the teachers at our school have pretty normal names, and then suddenly someone like Wang Xiaoming pops up—oh dear! Maybe his parents like this retro style. But to be honest, this name is really funny."

Ye Yang rushed over as soon as she said "That's too awful," and quickly covered Lin Xingran's mouth with his hand.

His voice was extremely low, with an almost reverent tension in it:

"Don't say anything! This name—I can't say it's unpleasant! I can't comment on it! When you said that just now, I was afraid something would fly out of the office and hit you on the head!"

With his mouth covered, Lin Xingran could only blink and look at him with an extremely confused but silent expression.

Lin Yumin and Lin Ying tilted their heads at the same time, both of their faces showing the same confusion.

Lin Ying's silvery-white eyelashes fluttered gently in the afternoon sunlight. Her lips parted slightly, as if she was hesitating whether to touch Ye Yang's forehead to see if he had a fever.

Ye Yang slowly withdrew his hand from Lin Xingran's mouth. He looked at the doorplate and then at the closed window at the end of the corridor, as if checking if there were any strange energy fluctuations around him.

Then he took a deep breath, turned around to face the three sisters, and spoke in an extremely solemn tone.

"Listen to me—after I fought with Kaito Daiki in the woods last time, he said before he left, 'Before Shi arrives, I'll bully his fanboy a bit.'"

"At first, I thought he was just saying it casually. You know Hai Dong, he always speaks with a grain of salt. But then I thought—what if Hai Dong wasn't joking?"

"He said 'before Shi arrives,' do you understand what those words mean? Besides, Hai Dong also has the ability to travel between dimensions, so if Hai Dong can come, why can't he?"

He lowered his hands and spoke slowly and deliberately, in an extremely firm tone:

"Tsukasa Kadoya—Kamen Rider Decade, my senior, my idol, might already be in this school. Think about it, a teacher no one has ever heard of, an office that's never been seen before. It makes perfect sense!"

His eyes shone as if he had just returned victorious from the arena. "I want to go find him. Now. Right now. Does anyone know where the registrar's office is?"

Lin Ying was the first to raise her hand, as if she was very willing to help:

"You can ask at the academic affairs office. I went there a few times when I was registering for school; it's on the first floor of the building to the right of the administration building."

"However, I want to state upfront that we hadn't heard anything about Mr. Wang Xiaoming before. He's probably new; it's normal to hire new teachers during the open house at the start of the new semester. The academic affairs office should have the latest staff roster."

Lin Yumin looked away from the brand name and remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

She tapped her chin very lightly with her finger, then said with some confusion:

"No. This office is right next to Director Zhou's. This floor only has offices for the principal, vice principal, and dean of studies. An ordinary teacher wouldn't set up their office here."

"If he were new, the school would have assigned him an office in the teaching building downstairs, not on the third floor of the administration building. This teacher, Wang Xiaoming, holds a high position—at least he was highly regarded by the school before he arrived."

Reminded by Lin Yumin's analysis, Lin Xingran also moved closer to the doorplate and took a closer look.

She pointed to a line of extremely fine print below the nameplate and said in an excited tone:

"Yeah! When did we get a teacher named Wang Xiaoming? Look, this nameplate is still new, the edges aren't worn, and the color is newer than the ones in the next few offices."

She leaned closer to the name tag, squinted, then took a step back and pointed to a line of tiny gold lettering below the name tag: "Super A-level Teacher".

She scratched the back of her head, making her short, burgundy hair even more disheveled, and said in a confused tone:

"Super A-level teacher? What kind of title is that? Our school's ranking system is Assistant Lecturer, Lecturer, Associate Professor, and Professor. When did we get a Super A-level? It sounds impressive—is it even higher than a professor? Wait, I've never heard of such a teacher position before."

Before she could finish speaking, she realized that the silence around her was unsettling.

She turned to look at Lin Yumin, who was looking at the end of the corridor; then she turned to look at Lin Ying, who was looking in the same direction with her mouth slightly open.

All three people's eyes were simultaneously drawn to the magenta figure at the end of the corridor, which was rapidly shrinking in size.

Ye Yang had already run out. He ran very fast, his leather shoes making a rapid, rhythmic thud on the wooden floor of the corridor.

His shirt hem fluttered in the wind, making him look as if he had just been possessed by Kabuto's Time Rising form in the arena.

As he ran, he turned back and shouted something to them, something like, "I'll go ask the academic affairs office myself," but the wind carried away his voice, leaving only a few indistinct syllables.