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

He was just about to find a place to take off and search for Kaoru when he realized something was wrong.

Yu Xing instinctively wanted to mobilize the power within her body to fly up into the sky and get a general overview of the city.

However, he suddenly discovered that most of his power was locked down. Apart from the Electric King, he could not use any other power at all, not even the power of the Otherworlder himself!

"What's going on...?"

Yuuki frowned and focused his attention on the Den-O meter again, only to find that the meter was also on the verge of stopping.

"What exactly is going on? Did passing through that fold reset my body to its normal state?"

He muttered his speculation, somewhat confused.

Feeling incredibly weak, Yuuki looked up at the towering Tokyo Tower in the distance and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"This is troublesome."

In this state, he was no different from any ordinary person on the street.

Yuuki stood on the sidewalk in silence for a few seconds, then quickly accepted the reality and started walking towards the Metropolitan Police Department in his memory.

His power was only temporarily blocked, and he was even given an electric meter head, which was much better than he had imagined.

The walk took longer than he had expected.

The city was almost identical to Tokyo, with its buildings exuding a familiar and welcoming feel, but some details were completely different from the Tokyo he had seen.

First, he glanced at the day's newspaper as he passed a newsstand, and the date didn't match the time he remembered; it was a full two years off.

Secondly, the public phone booths on the street looked outdated, like the kind of models he remembered using ten years ago.

What bothered him most was that when he crossed an intersection, he looked up and saw a traffic sign. Although the place name on it was "Shibuya", the direction it pointed in was completely opposite to the Shibuya he remembered.

"...This is not right."

Yu Xing stopped and stood in the middle of the road, frowning as she looked around.

Pedestrians walked past him, and no one paid any attention to the young man who suddenly stopped.

He remained silent for a while, and a vague guess gradually emerged in his mind. To verify this guess, he quickened his pace and headed straight for the location of the Metropolitan Police Department.

When he arrived at the location he remembered the Metropolitan Police Department was, he was shocked to find that it was just a convenience store, and the city's Metropolitan Police Department was not located there.

This means that this is not the Tokyo he knows, but another Tokyo that is not quite the same.

“A parallel world…” Yuuki murmured to herself, her voice carrying a hint of complex emotions.

He never expected that passing through that fold would lead him to a completely unfamiliar world.

This city appears to be Tokyo, but inside it is a place completely different from what he knew.

"It seems there are some secrets here that I don't know about."

After a moment's thought, Yuuki turned around without hesitation and headed toward the city's Metropolitan Police Department, following the street signs.

Just as he arrived at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, the glass door of the main entrance was pushed open from the inside.

The moment the door was pushed open, a gust of afternoon wind, carrying the noise of the street, rushed into the Metropolitan Police Department's lobby.

A young man emerged.

He wore a well-tailored dark gray trench coat, the hem of which swept past his knees, over which he wore a white turtleneck sweater, the cuffs of which were casually rolled up twice, revealing his well-defined wrists.

He had a pair of handcuffs and a sidearm clipped to his waist, and a police badge pinned to the left collar of his trench coat, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

His facial features were clean and sharp, with an indescribable sense of detachment between his brows and eyes, like the natural distance that arises from someone accustomed to spending long periods of time alone.

A few strands of his short black hair were gently ruffled by the wind, but he didn't bother to brush them off. He simply closed the door behind him and quickly walked down the steps.

Yuuki's gaze almost instinctively locked onto him, and he instantly recognized that this person was none other than Rin Ichijo, whom he was looking for!

Yuuki stood there, watching as Rin walked past him as if she didn't recognize him at all.

Yuuki was stunned for a moment, suppressing all his excitement, and turned to look at Ichijo Rin.

Seeing that Rin didn't recognize him, Yuuki pondered for a moment, then turned around and followed.

He thought to himself that he had quite a bit of experience in time travel, so tracking someone shouldn't be too difficult, right?

Besides, the other party is just an ordinary human, while although his power is sealed, he still has the Den-O watch for himself.

As it turns out, he had oversimplified the situation.

He followed the other person for about three blocks, maintaining what he thought was a discreet distance.

Whenever Rin made a turn, he would quicken his pace to the corner, stick half his head out to check the direction, and then pull back to maintain a safe distance.

When he stopped at the third intersection to wait for the red light, he deliberately turned to the side and pretended to look at the window of the bakery next door. The reflection in the glass showed a stern figure walking slowly across the street.

Seeing that Rin seemed completely unaware, Yuuki breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his maneuver had been fairly smooth.

He then quickly crossed the zebra crossing and had just stepped onto the opposite side of the road when he heard a voice from ahead.

"You've been following me since the Metropolitan Police Department entrance. What do you want?"

He looked up and saw that Rin had turned around and was standing about five meters away from him.

The other person had their hands in their trench coat pockets, their posture very casual, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in their eyes.

"cold......"

Yuuki called out his name, but received a puzzled look from Ichijo Rin.

Noticing Rin's gaze, Yuuki knew that something had probably happened to Rin, so he decisively pulled Rin towards the dark alley.

But Yu Xing forgot one thing: he was just an ordinary person now.

"hiss!"

Seeing Yuuki pulling and tugging at him, Rin Ichijo did not hesitate to grab Yuuki's arm and easily pin him down.

"Trying to assault a police officer?!"

Under Rin's questioning, Yuuki gasped in pain as his arms were twisted behind his back, pressing him almost to the ground.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I didn't assault a police officer! I really do know you!"

He spoke loudly, but Rin Ichijo did not let go, her tone extremely cold.

"Many people know me, so who are you?"

"Have you forgotten? We used to be very good friends."

Seeing that Rin still didn't believe him, Yuuki had a sudden inspiration: "Don't you have an old scar on the inside of your right forearm?"

Rin's movements paused noticeably, and her strength loosened slightly.

He looked down at the young man who was being held down, his brows furrowed: "I have never told anyone about this."

"So I really do know you!"

Yu Xing took the opportunity to struggle a bit: "It looks terrible on the street like this. Let me go first, and I'll explain to you slowly."

The eyes of passersby have already turned to them.

Rin glanced around, finally released her grip, and took a half step back: "This isn't the place to talk. Let's find somewhere else."

Chapter 170 Questions

"So this is the place you were talking about?"

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department's interrogation room, Yuuki was handcuffed to a chair, while Rin Ichijo sat on the other side with a serious expression.

"Of course, tell me honestly, where did you get my identity information?"

Holding a pen, Rin looked at the somewhat speechless man opposite her.

This was the first time he had encountered such a strange person, because he saw no fear in the man's eyes.

Everyone feels some fear when facing a police officer, but this man was completely different.

Therefore, Rin Ichijo felt a strong sense of curiosity and he was determined to see what this man was all about.

“These are topics that we would normally discuss in private, but now that we’re here, it’s not so easy to talk about them.”

Yuuki tried to break free of the handcuffs, only to find that Rin had locked them unusually tightly.

But he was no ordinary person; how could such a small matter possibly stump him?

Seeing that Yuuki had given up struggling, Rin thought that was all he was capable of. But in the next moment, he saw the man's two arms turn into golden sand and float in the air.

After breaking free of her arms, Yuuki reformed them and leaned back in her chair, meeting Rin's shocked gaze.

"You're a superpowered person?!"

What is that?

Yuuki was completely confused, not understanding what Rin was talking about.

Yuuki's silence only made Rin Ichijo feel that she had guessed correctly.

"Do things that only exist in storybooks actually exist?"

Rin touched her chin, her curiosity growing even stronger.

Please tell me your name truthfully.

Rin Ichijo said, then glanced at Yuuki: "Including your abilities, tell me the truth as well."

"Could it be that you've really lost all your memories?"

With a wave of her hand, Yuuki's entire arm turned into sand, covering the camera in the upper left corner of the interrogation room. She stared at Rin and asked.

"What do you mean?"

Rin glanced at Yuuki's actions, frowned, and seemed somewhat puzzled.

This appearance confirmed Yuuki's suspicions: "It seems you really have lost all your memories. There's a big secret here."

Based on Yuuki's current understanding, the only things that can cause memory loss, besides psychological modifications, are time loops.

"No wonder we need to rely on the Electric King meter to get in here."

The thought of it being related to time gave Yuxing a terrible headache.

When it comes to time, it's never an easy thing to handle.