Unable to pay off my debts, I had no choice but to become a Kamen Rider.

When Asano Yu arrived at the hospital, it was already 10:30. Because of the Hayami family's escort, he had no trouble getting there, and no one even had to fight for the elevator with him.

We went all the way up to the seventeenth floor and arrived at Hayami Mitsuki's ward. As soon as we opened the door, the smell of disinfectant hit us.

Sitting in a chair against the wall, pale-faced Kirishima Chinatsu immediately stood up and came to Asano Yu after seeing him.

She wasn't wearing any of those cool, trendy clothes today, just a simple gray hooded sweatshirt and jeans. Her eyes were slightly red, and her expression was unusual, quite vulnerable and flustered.

"Chika!" Asano Yu stepped forward quickly.

"Yu..."

When Qianxia saw him, it was as if she had found her pillar of support. She grabbed his arm, her fingers icy cold.

"The doctor just left, saying they would do a more detailed brain examination, but no organic lesions were found so far..."

Asano Yu didn't understand what organic lesions were, but he knew that the current situation was very strange.

Kirishima Chinatsu first gave a brief overview of the doctor's examination that morning, saying that Hayami Mitsuki's vital signs were good and there was nothing in his brain that could cause him to fall into a coma.

So it's just that I can't wake up.

"Is he pretending to be asleep?"

Asano Yu continued to joke around, because in his previous life he had often pretended to be sick or stayed in bed to skip class.

After all, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, can you?

So maybe Hayami Mitsuki was pretending to be asleep too?

"It doesn't make sense that she still hasn't woken up after I've hit her so many times..."

After learning that it was not a physiological reason, Kirishima Chinatsu tried many things, but no matter what she tried, she was unable to wake Hayami Mitsuki.

So she asked the Knights Association for help, and a woman named Shin Koizumi also came to the hospital.

However, Koizumi Shin failed to provide a suitable answer, and even Duanmu Jun came.

In desperation, Kirishima Chinatsu thought of Asano Yu.

To be honest, he didn't think Asano Yu could be of any help. After all, this was a strange thing. He had just played the game yesterday and there were no problems then, so why was he unable to wake up this morning?

However, Kirishima Chinatsu could find some comfort in Asano Yu, at least Asano Yu gave her the most sense of security.

After all, he is Knight Decade.

So, since the Knights Guild couldn't help Hayami Mitsuki, Asano Yu, as an independent knight, might be able to—

That's what Chinatsu Kirishima thought.

After all, Kamen Rider Decade is much more mysterious; perhaps he has a Rider card that can heal and save lives!

"Anyway, Yu-kun, why don't you take a look? Maybe you can use it—uh, why don't you give it a try?"

Kirishima Chinatsu almost let slip that the room had actually been under surveillance by the Knights Association. After all, it was the ward of the former secretary of the Knights Association, so it had always been under surveillance.

However, it won't go that far; it will only involve monitoring and regulating some important information.

For example, the VR game last night was conducted under the supervision of the Knights Association.

Kirishima Chinatsu knew, so she almost let it slip.

When Asano Yu saw her expression change and her voice become much softer, he immediately realized that his words and actions were being monitored.

He already knew this, after all, he already knew that Hayami Mitsuki was a knight.

I just didn't expect it to be so important.

However... apart from Kirishima Chinatsu, no one knows that he is Kamen Rider Decade.

On the hospital bed, Hayami Mitsuki lay quietly with her eyes closed, her face unnaturally pale, and her long eyelashes casting quiet shadows under her eyelids.

She was connected to a monitor, and the screen displayed the waveforms of her heartbeat and breathing in a regular pattern. Just as Chika had said, her vital signs were stable, but she showed no reaction to the outside world.

Asano Yu walked to the bedside and called out softly:

"Miss Hayami Mitsuki? Miss Hayami?"

No response.

"If you don't get up, then the money you owe me is just wiped clean, right?"

Asano Yu tentatively asked a question, but was slapped by Kirishima Chinatsu from behind.

It landed gently and softly on my shoulder.

There was nothing that could be done; this simply couldn't wake Hayami Mitsuki.

She wasn't short of money to begin with, so she wasn't too worried—showing her chat history to her best friend would definitely be more effective...

Asano Yu began searching her phone, his gaze unconsciously scanning the ward, trying to find any clues that might have angered her. Finally, his eyes settled on the small round table by the window.

Two VR devices were casually placed there.

It's connected to the charger and the wall socket.

The two latest immersive VR headsets still looked very expensive, their silver-gray casings gleaming coldly under the fluorescent lights, with matching wireless controllers and charging cables scattered around them.

I remember when I replied to her message last night, Kirishima Chinatsu said she was hanging out with Hayami Mitsuki...

This thing was recommended by Allen, after all. Although I didn't feel any physical discomfort when I played with it yesterday, it's hard to say whether the equipment I rented home might be rigged.

But if the rented equipment has problems, why is Kirishima Chinatsu unaffected?

Is this a physical difference between humans and solu?

Asano Yu suddenly remembered that yesterday at the VR experience center, she seemed to have heard a customer come in angrily to complain that he had nightmares after using the VR equipment.

Wait... a nightmare?

Asano Yu suddenly realized that his dream of the strange world last night could also be considered a nightmare.

Thinking of this, Asano Yu frowned, pointed to the two VR devices, and turned to Kirishima Chinatsu, asking:

"What did you guys do last night? How did you feel about it?"

Kirishima Chinatsu followed his gaze, her body stiffening almost imperceptibly, a mixture of confusion and self-reproach flashing across her face. She bit her lip and nodded.

"Um... last night we said we'd try out the new two-player VR game we bought... so, we played it for a little while..."

"What games did you play? How long did you play? Did Miyue say she felt unwell?"

Asano Yu pressed for answers, his intuition telling him that the two devices were likely related to Hayami Mitsuki's coma.

However, Kirishima Chinatsu frowned unusually, hissing as she gripped her hair tightly—

"I...I don't remember."

Kirishima Chinatsu tried hard to recall, her brows furrowing more and more, her eyes filled with increasing confusion.

She herself seemed to have discovered the blind spot.

"How could I not remember? It was definitely last night... but..."

She really couldn't remember what she and Hayami Mitsuki had done last night...

"Don't you remember?"

Asano Yu found it somewhat unbelievable.

"I really don't remember..." Chinatsu's voice trembled with disbelief. "I only remember putting on the devices, starting the game... and then..."

"Then?"

"Then we played until the battery ran out, so I left the device here to charge and went to sleep in the next ward..."

She couldn't remember the time between putting on the helmet and taking it off, but she clearly remembered what happened after she took it off.

She even remembered what she did when she left Hayami Mitsuki's side last night.

"Have you been having nightmares?"

"Huh?"

"For example, a dream where the world changes drastically, you live with weirdos, and you don't even have to hide your identity."

"Huh? How did you know, Yu-kun?"