The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"Police inspector?!?"

The veteran driver exclaimed in disbelief, and Shijima Kiriko also looked at Brother A in utter shock.

The scene before him brought a slight smile to Miku's lips.

Sometimes, the best approach when dealing with experienced drivers is to use proper procedures openly and honestly!

In other words, if handled properly, Miku could use money to fire experienced drivers or send them to Fukushima to be exposed to nuclear radiation.

Suddenly, a strange glint appeared in the cat's eyes, and it began to ponder.

He knew exactly what the veteran driver was up to. It was nothing more than investigating the identities of the four Heart members, since Miku had taught him the rhetoric about the "butthead" guy, and the purpose was to draw the veteran driver's attention to him.

Moreover, Heart's driver itself was an unfinished defective product, which was also a measure taken to appease the heart of the belt-san.

For a tech fanatic like Belt-san, what could be more appealing than a brand-new system he'd never seen before, especially since the driver was still incomplete? That only added to the allure.

By employing a two-pronged approach, Miku can both help Heart and others infiltrate the veteran driver's inner circle and lure the veteran driver into a trap.

"Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy..." The little guy, with a flower in his mouth, rushed into the room like seven dads in a second. The little guy, who had excitedly put the flower on the table, saw the old driver.

"Officer?!"

"Hey, Miko!" The experienced driver greeted the little guy and was about to say something when Miku said in a deep voice, "Son, you go out first, Dad has something to talk about!"

"Hmm!" The little guy glanced at the experienced driver and jumped onto Iggy's back, letting Iggy carry him to the garden to play.

"Alright, let's talk about our business now!" Miku said calmly to the old driver after watching Ichi carry the little guy away.

The experienced driver sat back down on the sofa, his hands clasped together.

"I've thought about what happened last time for a long time!"

The experienced driver, speaking in a low voice, looked somewhat somber, clearly recalling once again the female employee who had perished in the Fonteil incident.

"Oh, really?!" Miku looked at the old driver with a mocking expression. The old driver clasped his hands together and said in a strained voice, "I admit that I sent Miku back not only because I was angry that he didn't help me when I was dying, but more because I was angry at my own incompetence and weakness."

“He was still a child, and he chose me under those circumstances, but I took my anger out on him afterwards. That was clearly a sign that he trusted me.”

"But I did that kind of thing. I betrayed his trust and I betrayed my profession!"

"So..." The experienced driver suddenly raised his head and looked at Miku earnestly, saying, "So please give me another chance, let me prove myself once again!"

"please!"

The experienced driver stood up, placed his hands on his thighs, and bent his upper body deeply. Seeing this, Shijima Kiriko immediately bent down as well, chiming in, "Please!"

"Oh, you seem pretty brave!" Brother A stroked his chin and looked at Miku with a probing expression.

"That's quite well said!" Miku, swishing its tail, chuckled at the experienced driver, but then its expression changed: "But that's not enough, far from enough!"

Miku, his expression suddenly turning stern, jumped in front of the veteran driver and said seriously, "To be honest, I sensed your sincerity in your words, but I didn't see any awareness in you!"

"Sometimes, power isn't what determines everything; enlightenment is!"

The cat, its eyes gleaming red, stared at the experienced driver. "Come on, let me see your resolve!"

Looking into Miku's eyes, the experienced driver understood what the other party meant and nodded without hesitation.

"In that case, let's go somewhere else!" With a satisfied smile, the cat flicked its tail, and the four walls of the house quickly slid in four directions.

"What's going on?!"

Shijima Kiriko watched in alarm as the walls rapidly moved away into the distance, while at the same time, the salty, damp smell of the sea breeze, unique to the coast, rushed into the nostrils of the people present.

"Hmm, why do I feel like I'm at the seaside?!" The experienced driver rubbed his nose, realizing that the salty, damp smell of the sea breeze was still lingering around his nose.

Not only that, the salty sea breeze, carrying a slight coolness, caressed the veteran driver's skin, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks echoed in the air.

"That's strange, could it be my imagination?!"

The experienced driver picked at his ear, and Shijima Kiriko next to him grabbed his arm: "Mr. Park, Mr. Park, Mr. Park, look!"

"What's wrong, Kiriko?!"

The experienced driver looked up and his expression suddenly turned to one of utter astonishment. The sea breeze blowing in his face, the soft sand beneath his feet, and the seagulls soaring in the sky on the sea breeze all indicated that the experienced driver had truly arrived at the seaside.

"Where am I?!"

The experienced driver's screams caused the seagulls in the distance to cry out in alarm. Brother A looked around thoughtfully, even bending down to pick up a grain of sand.

"It's true! How did you bring us here?!" Brother A looked at Miku with great confusion. Miku smiled and said, "I already told you, I am a god. A simple spatial transfer is nothing to exaggerate!"

"Where is this place?"

The experienced driver, watching the constantly rolling white waves, uttered his question. Miku, taking a step forward, began to swell. "I've chosen a certain uninhabited island, specifically in the Pacific Ocean."

"Pacific Ocean?!"

The experienced driver and Shijima Kiriko both exclaimed in surprise, exchanging glances and seeing the look of horror in each other's eyes.

"As expected, no signal!" After walking around with her phone, Shijima Kiriko looked at the "outside the signal bar" indicator and said helplessly, "Looks like he was telling the truth, Mr. Tomari!"

"Yes, I understand!"

The experienced driver stared blankly at the whale leaping out of the sea in the distance, his mouth almost agape.

"How is this possible?!"

"With the power of magic, anything is possible!"

Miku, in his Wild Basic form, raised his left hand, the magic gem ring on his left middle finger gleaming in the sunlight.

"In that case, let's go too, Belt-san!"

The experienced driver lifted his shirt and turned the start knob on his belt, but his hand, which he instinctively waved, grasped at empty air.

"Huh?" Looking at his empty hands, the veteran driver exclaimed, "Where's my gearshifting machine?!"

"Cough, it seems, probably, maybe..." Belt San stammered, "I've discovered that I can't receive the signal from the gear shift tank anymore. We really are in the Pacific Ocean right now."

"what?!"

The experienced driver clutched his belt, looking utterly dejected: "You're kidding, right!"

"Ahem, that's the truth, there's nothing I can do about it!" Belt-san's electronic face scrunched up tightly. After Miku saw the old driver's frantic expression, he snapped his fingers helplessly.

"Looks like you can make mistakes too!" A-ge, who had already taken off his shoes and was slowly stomping his feet on the beach, teased Miku.

"This time it was indeed my fault, but his chariot has arrived!"

Miku, with one hand on his hip, tilted his head and looked at the old driver who had reunited with the gearshift vehicle. After a moment of excitement, the old driver's eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"Then let's go!"

"Transform!"

After the experienced driver shouted sharply, the belt sang out, "Drive!"

"Type Speed!"

The tire squeezed through the air and slammed into the experienced driver's chest. The driver stared in astonishment at the empty space created by the tire, exclaiming, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!!"

"Don't be so scared, I've just connected a part of this space to the space where your car is!"

"Oh, you can actually do that?!"

The experienced driver clenched his fist and tapped it against his palm, his tone full of envy.

“Well, and besides,” Miku said, glancing at the surrounding beach with a dangerous glint in his eyes, “there’s precedent for Kamen Riders fighting on the beach!”

"Oh, is that so? What kind of precedent is it?!" The experienced driver asked directly. Miku slowly walked towards the experienced driver. "There was once a knight named Caesar who fought against evil forces and eventually died on the beach. So, in memory of him, the battles between knights are now fought on the beach!"

"Oh!!"

The veteran driver, who exclaimed in amazement, had a strange glint in his eyes, while Brother A smiled faintly, knowing that the guy in front of him was about to be in big trouble!

Whenever a cat speaks seriously, it's either trying to trick or mess with someone!

There's nothing else to it, it's all because Brother A knows Miku very well, and the two of them are quite familiar with each other!

Just by the fact that Miku silently killed Isaka Shinkuro, whom he hated the most, A-ge was deeply impressed by Miku's vicious character.

The seasoned driver, who had been completely fooled and was almost at his wit's end, felt a surge of fighting spirit: "I'll definitely show you what I'm capable of!"

"Senior, run a lap with me!"

"Okay!"

The cat, wiggling its ten fingers, smiled at the experienced driver: "But let me ask first."

"Um?!"

Have you ever been hit by a cat?!

"what?!"

As the experienced driver wondered what was happening, Miku suddenly vanished from the spot.

The next second, the experienced driver's vision blurred, and his chest felt as if he had been struck by a sledgehammer.

"I...."

The experienced driver felt a tightness in his chest and flew backward, his body arching backward to its limit.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Deliberate Beating, the Well of Earth's Initial Revival!

"I...."

The old driver felt a tightness in his chest and flew backward, his body arching backward to its limit, his arms flailing wildly like a frog thrashing about in water.

"Pfft..."

The seasoned driver, who had been lazily sitting on the beach, stared blankly at the white clouds drifting across the azure sky, blinking his eyes in bewilderment.

"Belt-san, what just happened?!"

"Uh..." Sang, whose belt was jiggling around the veteran driver's waist, hesitated for a moment before finally speaking: "You got hit!"

"How is this possible?!"

"He's too fast; you can't catch a glimpse of him at all right now."

"Huh?!!" The experienced driver sat up and looked at Miku, who was standing lazily in the distance. The beach near Miku was very smooth, and there were no footprints at all.