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

Asano Yu's back slammed hard against a load-bearing column, and pieces of concrete fell down.

He propped himself up on his knees, and his breathing under the mask began to become heavy. The continuous battles were really difficult for a Kamen Rider like him who had just broken through to level five.

Although he obtained Agito and Zez's cards, Asano Yu inevitably felt reluctant to do so after knowing for certain that the other party was Duanmu Jun.

"You're really good at handling things."

From three meters away, Duanmu Jun repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fist, his tone tinged with impatience:

"But there's no point in continuing like this. You haven't attacked me at all, you've just been dodging. I find this one-sided battle boring!"

Upon hearing this, Asano Yu did not react at all, but simply readjusted his fighting stance.

He was certainly aware of the gap—

The Imperial Knight's stats were a whole tier lower than his. Every time he threw a punch, the opponent could block or dodge first, and then counterattack during the gap when he finished his move.

This fighting style is practically toying with him.

But buddy, if you turn into Zez later, you won't be able to handle it. If you really suffer a setback, how am I going to explain it to Hayami Mitsuki tomorrow?

The word "admit defeat" may not exist in your dictionary.

But you only have one life!

Asano Yuu had been waiting for a miracle, waiting for an opportunity to slip away.

But Duanmu Jun pressed on relentlessly, giving him no chance to catch his breath—

He lowered his center of gravity, gathered azure energy on his dragon claws, and slammed his feet into the ground, crashing into Asano Yu like a cannonball.

Three consecutive heavy punches landed, but Asano Yu dodged two of them by sidestepping, and parried the third with his Knight Card Box.

However, this barely manageable dodge was a bit too harsh, resulting in Asano Yu being elbowed and forced to retreat quite a bit before finally kneeling on one knee.

"Not fast enough."

Duanmu Jun probably felt confident of victory, so he started talking more during the battle and his actions became more flamboyant.

As the pink Kamen Rider, who had once appeared on the Knights Guild's wanted poster, slowly stood up, Duanmu Jun was preparing to unleash his power again when he saw the pink Kamen Rider suddenly change his stance:

He slowly pulled a card from the card holder, twirled it between his fingers, and then inserted it into the drive.

"Since you're so fixated on hand-to-hand combat..."

The driver emitted a familiar sound effect, but the melody that Asano Yu heard made his pupils shrink—it was the voice of another knight that he had seen in the Knights Guild's database.

"Kamen Ride...AgitΩ!"

The Decade's body was enveloped in golden light. Its armor reassembled, its silhouette reshaped, and when the light faded, the figure standing before Duanmu Jun was no longer the pink knight adorned with crimson and black—

Instead, it's Kamen Rider AgitΩ Earth Form—the golden chest armor, black limbs, the horn on his forehead that hasn't fully unfolded yet, and even the rhythm of his breathing are completely replicated from AgitΩ himself.

"What...?"

Duanmu Jun subconsciously took a step back.

That's not Hayami Mitsuki's—wait, it was indeed him who stole Hayami Mitsuki's driver in Tokyo!

This was supposed to be a done deal, but it was temporarily put aside because of Hayami Mitsuki's coma. But now! This despicable Decade dares to transform into Agito right in front of me?!

"It really is you! You damned Decade! Give me back my belt!"

Duanmu Jun roared, unable to suppress his anger.

Although Hayami Mitsuki herself said there was no need to pursue the matter, since she is indeed unable to transform into Agito now, it doesn't mean that the rest of the Knights Association can swallow this insult!

Everyone here is a member of the Knights Guild and a good partner to Secretary Hayami Mitsuki. How could they possibly turn a blind eye to the fact that the secretary was beaten up and had her driver stolen?

So while in Tokyo, everyone was searching hard, trying to find the Kamen Rider Decade and ask him for the driver—and now look what happened, it's actually in Okinawa!

Right in front of me!

So there's only one thing left to do—retrieve the driver!

Agito didn't speak; he simply raised his right hand, palm up, and gently hooked his finger—a gesture brimming with provocation.

Duanmu Jun gritted his teeth and charged forward again.

But this time, he was facing a completely different fighting style, a stranger he knew best.

Agito's movements were more steady and powerful than Decade's, each punch carrying a solid weight. As long as he stood on the ground, he seemed to possess boundless power, strong and unwavering.

However, every time Duanmu Su threw a punch, he would think of Hayami Miyuki, which made him unable to make up his mind and left him feeling unsettled.

Sparks flew as their fists collided, and each exchange left Duanmu Jun's arm numb.

"hateful--"

Duanmu Jun dodged a straight punch by sidestepping and swung his hand across the opponent's chest armor, but Yaji Tuo blocked it with his forearm. Then, a knee strike hit Duanmu Jun in the abdomen, sending him flying and rolling twice on the ground before stopping.

it hurts!

He really felt a lot of pain!

Perhaps it was because he was careless, or perhaps it was because Ajita was really strong, but in any case, Duanmu Jun felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Decade's sudden transformation into Agito threw him into disarray, causing his movements to become clumsy and giving him an opening. But Agito's strength is incredible!

Duanmu Su clutched his abdomen and gasped for breath. When he looked up again, Yaji Tuo suddenly appeared in front of him and delivered a whip kick straight to his head.

Caught completely off guard, he was slammed to the ground, feeling as if everything had taken a sudden and dramatic turn for the worse.

Duanmu Jun lay on the ground, propping himself up with his elbows, and struggled to lift his head. Yaji Tuo was walking towards him step by step, his pace neither fast nor slow, as if he was certain that Duanmu Jun was powerless to resist.

But just then, Asano Yu suddenly stopped.

Duanmu Jun paused for a moment, then turned his head to follow his gaze.

The elevator doors in the underground parking lot opened at some point.

A middle-aged man came out carrying something, yawning. He took a couple of steps, then suddenly noticed a commotion ahead—

Three... no, two people in armor stood beside his vehicle, the ground littered with rubble and twisted metal railings.

One of them was lying on the ground, while the other was looking down at him from a higher position.

And why is his car all flat now?

Oh dear, it's been compressed into a biscuit!

The man's face turned deathly pale, his legs froze on the spot, and he couldn't utter a single word.

My car! Aa ...

The air freezes.

Duanmu Su supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up. Although he was already exhausted, he was more concerned about the safety of the passerby.

He instinctively reached out his hand to the man, as if to signal him to leave quickly.

Asano Yuya lowered his fist, stood still, and remained silent for two seconds.

Then the driver's sound effect rang out again, the golden light faded, the armor dissipated, and the one standing there transformed back into the pink Decade.

He tilted his head, glanced at the pitiful man foaming at the mouth, and then looked at Duanmu Jun.

"...Tsk."

Without saying anything more, Decade turned and walked into the shadows deep in the parking lot.

His figure gradually blurred in the dim light, the white mist swallowed his silhouette, and the last wisp of magenta outline disappeared from sight.

In the ruins of the parking lot, only Duanmu Jun remained standing in the same spot.

Duanmu Jun remained silent for a moment, then slowly deactivated his transformation, scratched his head, walked to the man's side, squatted down, and shook him vigorously to wake him up.

"Uh, we're... filming a movie right now, did you get scared?"

The man looked up at him, his face still showing shock, and after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Are movies this realistic nowadays...?"

Duanmu Junqian chuckled twice, forcing out a bitter smile.