Bad luck plagues him, he refuses to become a Kamen Rider.

"What is that thing?"

Someone exclaimed.

Hikawa Makoto wiped the sweat from his forehead and gave Yuuki a grateful look.

If Yuuki hadn't quickly brought them back to Helheim, they would likely have died at the hands of that giant eyeball.

The pressure from this eyeball reminded Hikawa Makoto of an enemy he had once faced—a god!

Having tested the limits of the eyeball in the sky, Yuuki felt more confident about his next move.

He tore open another crack, and the vines, as if aware of Yuuki's will, quickly reached inside.

Yu Xing hadn't forgotten that three people were still missing.

the other side

Both Hikawa Shin and Sato Jiro were somewhat stunned as they stared at the closed crack in the sky.

The vines had spread rapidly across most of the manor, but then quickly receded.

"It seems there have been some new changes here."

Bingchuan Xin moved his body to observe the situation outside and noticed that there were many torn vines on the ground.

"Although we don't know how to get out yet, we at least know that these two groups are not on the same side. While they are fighting again, we might be able to find a clue to escape."

Looking at Hikawa Shin, who was still calmly analyzing the situation despite his missing arm, Sato Jiro felt somewhat inferior and couldn't help but ask.

"You're still just a teenager, what have you gone through to remain calm amidst such intense pain?"

This question made Bingchuan Xin think for a while before he gave his answer.

"My uncle once saved many lives as a Kamen Rider."

"After my uncle completely lost his ability to transform, I inherited the modified belt."

"I think I should be better than him. I want to become a qualified Kamen Rider and save more people, including you."

In Bingchuanxin's view, this is an inescapable responsibility.

After listening to Shin Hikawa's words, Jiro Sato stroked his chin: "What exactly is Kamen Rider that makes you all so devoted to him?"

"I believe it is a spirit of protecting the weak and fighting for human freedom."

Shin Hikawa stroked the simple support hanging around his neck, speaking very seriously: "Just having a belt doesn't make you a Kamen Rider. I think only those who truly understand this spirit can be called Kamen Riders!"

Hikawa Shin spoke very sincerely, but Sato Jiro didn't understand these things. He only felt that what Hikawa Shin said was a bit too empty.

"As long as you use the belt, you can unleash superhuman strength, right?"

He glanced at the object still hanging on Bingchuan Xin's waist and asked slowly.

"Of course, but not everyone will use the power of the belt to uphold justice."

Bingchuan was somewhat disappointed.

"I think once a person gains immense power, even a good person will gradually lose themselves in that power, right?"

Sato Jiro lay down and touched his stomach; his mouth was parched from not eating for so long.

"For example, right now, if I take your belt, I can go out and explore, and maybe I'll have a chance to survive."

However, this means that Hikawa Shin, who has lost his belt and is injured, will inevitably die here.

"I believe you wouldn't do that, uncle."

Hikawa Shin's words surprised Sato Jiro, who chuckled and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because I trust Mr. Haruno, he is someone who fought alongside Mr. Godai."

"The fact that you can be taken under Mr. Yuanye's wing proves that you must not be a bad person."

"Besides..."

Bingchuan Xin raised his broken arm.

"Uncle, the fact that you're willing to bandage my wound proves you're a good person."

Sato Jiro looked at Hikawa Shin's trusting face and sighed deeply.

"Kid, don't be so idealistic. In a life-or-death situation, even a good person can turn into a bad one."

"But it's good that you met me, I really wouldn't do such a thing."

He rolled over under the cramped table, curled up, and tried to alleviate his hunger, but to little avail.

Seeing Sato Jiro's distressed expression, Hikawa Shin gritted his teeth and lifted the curtain covering the table.

"Where are you going?!"

The rustling noise caught Sato Jiro's attention, and seeing Hikawa Shin about to leave, he grabbed him.

"Are you out of your mind?! There are killer monsters outside! Do you even have the energy to deal with that guy?!"

Sato Jiro spoke at an incredibly fast pace, while Hikawa Shin looked at him gently.

"Uncle, if we drag this out any longer, we might really die here."

"If we still can't get food, even if we can wait until the vines come to fight the monster again, we won't have the strength to run away then."

"I can hold on for a long time, you're not allowed to go out now!"

Sato Jiro was somewhat annoyed, and he immediately said...

goo~

Just then, his stomach rumbled as soon as he finished speaking.

This made Sato Jiro's face turn bright red instantly, and he couldn't utter another word.

"Uncle, believe me, I am Kamen Rider, I will definitely come back."

Breaking free from Sato Jiro's grasp, Hikawa Shin disappeared outside.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Sato Jiro hid under the table and angrily punched the ground.

"Sato Jiro, Sato Jiro, how did you end up needing a boy to protect you?"

Even if that boy possessed extraordinary resilience and perseverance, he was still just a boy.

Bingchuan Xin was about the same age as his son.

And he's almost 45 years old this year!

How could he let a teenager who was about the same age as his son protect him?

Having thought this through, he decided not to wait any longer and quickly crawled out from under the table.

Hikawa Shin hadn't gone far. He had just arrived at the entrance to the ruins of the banquet hall when he saw Sato Jiro crawling out from under the table, and he was somewhat surprised.

"Uncle, you...?"

Since he didn't know where the monster was, Hikawa Shin spoke very softly, but Sato Jiro still heard him.

He walked over with a stern face and reached for Bingchuan Xin's belt.

!

The sudden movement startled Shin Hikawa, who quickly retreated to avoid Sato Jiro's hand.

"You're injured. Give me your belt, and I'll protect you."

Sato Jiro was very serious; this was a reasonable exchange of combat power.

But Bingchuan Xin scratched his head shyly: "Sorry, uncle, I forgot to tell you something."

"This belt has a binding system, and no one else can use it except me."

Sato Jiro's face immediately fell: "So this is the real reason you're not afraid, right?"

Sato Jiro genuinely believed that Hikawa Shin trusted him, which is why he didn't bother to hide his belt at all.

"Not entirely. I trust the uncle's character. This is just a final defense backup. If the uncle wants to use it, he can, but he needs to obtain permission."

In Hikawa Shin's understanding, only Kaoru Ichijo and Makoto Hikawa can unlock the lock.

They are the Commissioner and Deputy Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department, respectively.

"Go back, uncle. I can manage on my own."

Despite Hikawa Shin's persuasion, Sato Jiro shook his head: "You're injured, I'm still worried. Let's go together, if we die, we die together."

Seeing Sato Jiro's unwavering resolve, a warm feeling flowed through Hikawa's confidence.

He turned to face forward: "In that case, I will protect you with all my might."

Dying in battle is not scary; what is scary is not knowing what kind of people you are protecting.

Shin Hikawa had long been prepared to die, after all, quite a few Kamen Riders have died throughout the ages.

The two crossed the front hall and came to the outside of the ruins.

Unlike before, the darkness here has been driven away by the vines and transformed into a lush green landscape.

Stepping on the vines, the two were somewhat at a loss.

At that moment, Sato Jiro keenly noticed the Helheim Fruit hanging on the broken wall. Seeing the fruit, which resembled a dragon fruit, he immediately ran over and picked it off.

"Come quick, there's food here!"

Bingchuan Xin followed, frowned as he looked at the strange color of the fruit, and asked, "Is this thing poisonous?"

"This fruit comes from these vines."

Sato Jiro pointed to the vines on the wall, looking at the fruit in his hand with a conflicted expression.

"Let's go find something else; this is probably inedible."

Hikawa Shin turned and left, but Sato Jiro stood there, twitching his nose, drool almost dripping down his face.

"But it smells so good, so good that you'd want to swallow it right away."

As Sato Jiro brought the fruit to his mouth, Hikawa Shin moved with lightning speed, swatting the fruit away from Sato Jiro's hand in a flash.

The fruit rolled around a few times and landed in the shadows. Sato Jiro wanted to pick it up, but Hikawa Shin suddenly grabbed him.

"Look at what that is?!"