The Strange Cat from Fuuto

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"Shinnosuke is a Kamen Rider!"

"Oh dear, my identity has been exposed!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Section Chief, you knew all along?!"

"uh-huh!"

............

"not bad!"

Miku picked up one of the hostages and threw him over, then said his second demand: "Now choose!"

"Just as I thought..." The veteran driver clenched his fist in humiliation, while Miku said smugly, "Now I'll give you three choices!"

"This girl is the first choice. Let them all die!"

Miku pointed to the group of unfortunate souls behind him and held up a second finger: "Second choice: them. Let this girl die!"

"Thirdly, choose the citizens of the city and send both sides to their deaths!"

"Now, make your choice."

"Damn it, how could you be so cruel? This is heartless!"

Belt-san's roar echoed throughout the entire rooftop!

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Parents Have Arrived!

"Damn it, how can you hate me so much? This is heart-wrenching!"

Belt-san's roar echoed throughout the entire rooftop!

The belt worn by the experienced driver on his waist trembled incessantly, and his electronic face revealed an extremely angry expression.

Miku's move will harm experienced drivers who make the choice, regardless of which option they choose!

If you choose Shijima Kiriko, who is close to you, then what about the officials?

Let them die?

What about the general public?

If officials are chosen, what will happen to Shijima Kiriko?

If we choose the people, then neither of the two sides mentioned above will survive!

Therefore, Belt-san hates Miku so much that even killing him wouldn't have been as vicious as his actions at this moment!

Moreover, in this situation, nothing can go wrong on either side. If you choose one side, the other side will face death, and there may even be unfortunate third parties who suffer as a result.

There's simply no solution to this!

What's even more infuriating is that all of this happened right under the noses of all the citizens of Kuruma.

It has even spread widely, reaching across the entire country.

"Hurry up, hurry up and choose!"

Miku's words were full of coercion; with this hostage in his hands, he was unleashing his greatest malice.

The experienced driver's eyes kept darting back and forth between the group of trembling, even soiled, department heads and Shijima Kiriko, while a noisy commotion arose downstairs.

The crowd had all gathered around, watching the event unfold.

The police force from the National Police Agency was also fully mobilized and arrived at the scene.

This matter also alarmed the highest levels of government, with even the Secretary of State closely monitoring the situation.

The experienced driver licked his lips, feeling them growing increasingly dry. He kept rubbing them back and forth between his lips, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes filled with hesitation and indecision.

Choose, decide, and then state your choice!

Miku slightly loosened his grip on Shijima Kiriko's arm. Shijima Kiriko's mouth was covered, and her hands were tightly handcuffed behind her back.

"Waaaaah...Wow!"

One of the managers, who had been refusing to be picky, broke free of his pretense and, with his pants soaked in excrement, roared at the experienced driver, "What are you still hesitating for? Choose us!"

“That woman is just a lowly police officer. We’re different. If Kurumi doesn’t have us, things will go into chaos!”

"Pick us!"

The others around him nodded hesitantly, and seeing that the experienced driver was still hesitating, the man continued, "What do you want?!"

"Power, money, women?"

"As long as you choose us, none of this will be a problem. We can give you anything you want."

The man with the madness in his eyes was bewitching the experienced driver. Even if he would be held accountable later, in the current situation, who could care too much?

The unlucky guy who was casually crushed to death by Miku is still alive and well.

These people, who are used to living a life of luxury and bossing others around, how could they possibly have any guts?

They were terrified!

"Yes, yes, yes!"

One of them broke free of the gag, saying, "Whatever you want, we can give it to you."

"Mmmmmmm!"

Many people echoed this sentiment, saying that as long as the experienced driver chose them, they would do their best to fulfill whatever the experienced driver wanted.

But is that really the case?

However, at this critical moment of life and death, they couldn't care less about anything else.

The crowd erupted in a commotion, and tears welled up in Shijima Kiriko's eyes, revealing a hint of sorrow.

With her eyes brimming with tears, Shijima Kiriko closed them as the experienced driver looked at her. Her facial muscles twitched as she slowly turned her head and shook it.

"Mist!"

The experienced driver's fingernails dug into his flesh, and blood flowed from the wound, quickly soaking his fist.

"Time's almost up. If you don't make a choice soon, then I'll make the choice for you!!" Miku said with a sinister grin, his eyes darting back and forth between Shijima Kiriko and the group of unlucky souls with ill intent.

"No, no, no!"

Everyone who was caught in Miku's gaze trembled with fear, and some even wet their pants.

"It's you!"

Miku glared at the person on the far side and then slightly raised his chin at the Roidmude next to him. The Roidmude immediately grabbed the head of the chosen person.

"Crack!"

With a forceful twist, Roidmude turned his head behind him. The others nearby, seeing their colleague killed so easily, retreated in terror, shuffling along the ground.

"you...."

Upon seeing one of the people killed, the veteran driver roared and tried to rush over, but Heart and Chesa held him down together.

"Don't be impulsive, Bo!"

Heart shook his head at him, and the experienced driver painfully closed his eyes, forcing himself not to think about these things.

Miku, who was holding Shijima Kiriko, took out the remote control from before and gently tapped it with her fingers.

The originally green remote control now had a few streaks of red, a sign that it was about to be triggered.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

An inexplicable shockwave, originating from an unknown source, began to spread throughout the entire Kuru area. Citizens affected by the shockwave felt dizzy and nauseous, and those with weak constitutions immediately knelt down.

The cats and dogs were extremely agitated, their eyes bloodshot as they attacked everything around them. The birds that lived in the city also quickly abandoned their nests and flew away in flocks towards the outside of the city.

"What's going on?!"

The experienced driver, noticing something amiss, looked at the crowds of citizens collapsing on the street and exclaimed, his belt trembling, "This guy activated a concussion bomb, and it's not an immediate detonation, but rather a reactive one."

"Once he touches the button, the concussion bomb will release shockwaves into the outside world. The human body is too fragile to withstand it, and animals are even more sensitive."

"This guy is a madman, a complete madman!"

Enraged, Belt-san glared at Miku, who remained unconcerned and even pressed the button on the remote control in his hand again.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

The sounds of people falling to the ground echoed continuously in the street, and even the experienced driver's face twitched; he was furious beyond measure.

There seemed to be firelight flickering in his black pupils.

"Ha ha ha ha...."

Miku, his body trembling as he burst into wild laughter, sneered at the experienced driver's cat, "Choose now, or I'll choose for you."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The buzzing grew more urgent, and Miku's eyes grew increasingly fierce.

Only Mick, who was standing next to you, seemed a little worried.

Brother, you've gone this far! What if things get messy later?!

"The final countdown has begun!"

Miku's finger, which had been resting on the remote control button, slowly sank down. "Since you can't make a choice, I'll choose for you!"

Do you know which one I should choose?

Miku lowered her chin slightly: "The...third one!"

As he spoke, Miku pressed the button forcefully, and the experienced driver cried out in despair, "No!"