The Strange Cat from Fuuto

"How is Terui now?"

"The doctor said it depends on his own willpower. After all, he suffered such an injury before his condition had healed. It was lucky that he didn't die on the spot."

Akiko said dejectedly, and Shotaro glanced at A-ge lying on the hospital bed and said, "Then I'll leave him to you!"

"where are you going?"

"I'm going to do what I'm supposed to do!"

Shotaro, who had been smiling at Akiko, turned and left. Akiko, standing by the window, clutching one corner of her hand, said with a gloomy expression, "Are you going to do this too, Shotaro!"

"Dad is like that too..."

Through the open door, Akiko sat back down on the stool, looking dejected.

Shotaro arrived at the Madoka family mansion on his motorcycle, parked it, put his helmet on the motorcycle, took the hat that Narumi Shokichi had left him from his waist, habitually blew away non-existent dust from the hat, and put it on his head.

"I'm here, Philip!"

Shotaro, who easily vaulted over the gate, looked around and, finding no one had noticed him, began to move.

"You just...you...walked in like this, so carelessly, aren't you afraid of dying?"

Miku's voice suddenly came, causing Shotaro to freeze in place.

"Miku, why are you here?"

Turning his head, Shotaro saw Miku leaning against the door and was a little confused.

Miku got up from the ground, shook off the dust, and looked helplessly at Shotaro.

This guy is such a reckless fool! He barged into the Madoka mansion without being able to transform. Does he think he's shopping at a supermarket?

Besides, that hat should belong to Narumi Shokichi, right? What, just because you changed your hat, you think you're invincible?

Young man, you're probably still half asleep!

Where is Philip?

Upon seeing the familiar cat, Shotaro immediately asked a question, and Miku flicked his tail and walked forward.

"Follow...follow...come with me!"

With Miku leading the way, Shotaro easily entered the mansion. As for why Miku was there to guard the gate...

It was all because of those two sisters. Because Jia Tou was there, and to save face, the two sisters ultimately didn't fight.

Miku, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, was instead thrown to the front door and made to guard it.

"There's no sun at all today, and I have to stand in the cold wind. It's so tough for me!"

Miku, muttering to herself, slowly led Shotaro into the main house and met the old man.

"Shoutaro!"

Upon seeing Shotaro, Philip stood up from his seat, while Wakana gave him a cold glance without saying a word. As for Saeko, who was watching from behind, she wore an expression of anticipation.

"Little Zuo, you really have a lot of guts!"

The old man snorted coldly, "You should know where you are!"

"I know, the heart of the museum!"

"But what's wrong?"

Shotaro, who was standing with his neck stiff, felt inexplicably thirsty and even had a rapid heartbeat.

"You've got guts!"

The old man chuckled and sat calmly on the sofa, his eyes behind his brown-tinted glasses revealing no emotion.

Shotaro took a step forward, suppressing his unease, and said, "I've come here to take Philip back!"

"What audacity!"

The old man, who had been clapping his hands, suddenly looked up and met Shotaro's gaze. A dark purple light shone in his eyes, making the old man's eyes shine like two small light bulbs. Upon seeing the old man's eyes, Shotaro's heart began to beat rapidly, and for some reason, he saw many phantoms.

"what!"

With a distorted expression, Shotaro retreated in terror, crashing into a table with a vase on it and falling to the ground.

"Hahaha...."

Upon seeing Shotaro's appearance, the old man laughed heartily, "Right from the very first time we met, I planted a seed of fear in your heart."

"The reason you're unwilling to get close to the Ensaki family is because you're subconsciously resisting them!"

"Shotaro Sasaki, you're finished!"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Philip went forward to help Shotaro, but Shotaro screamed in terror at the sight of Philip's outstretched hands and fled out the door, even throwing his hat to the ground.

"Shoutaro!"

Philip stood there, stunned, having picked up the white hat. After seeing all this, Miku could now understand why Shotaro had reacted the way he did when they last visited the Madoka family.

It takes considerable courage for him to come today and even approach the old man.

But under the old man's influence, as the seed of fear took root and sprouted, his psychological defenses completely collapsed.

Miku, who was squatting in the corner, looked at Philip with pity, but then he thought, if Nai treated him like this, wouldn't he be even more pitiful than her?

"Poor us!"

Chapter 95: Fear is terrible, but lack of courage is the most terrible!

That night, at dinner time.

The old man was very happy to have solved Shotaro's problem. After all, in the two-in-one W, Philip could no longer transform, and Shotaro was consumed by fear. Kamen Rider W no longer existed!

Despite his immune system to mental attacks, Terujiro is still lying in the hospital, barely clinging to life. Now, nothing can stop him!

The old man, his eyes brimming with joy, looked at Wakana with ever-softening tenderness.

"Ruocai, what is your current compatibility level?"

"It's already at 75%, and I think it won't be long before it reaches 100%!"

"Really? That's wonderful!"

"Hahaha...."

While the father and daughter chatted happily, the expressions of the others were not so pleasant. Miku and Philip exchanged a glance and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

Wakana is no longer the girl Miku remembers. "We have to find a way to stop her!" The determination in her emerald eyes sent a shiver down Philip's spine.

"Shotaro, what's wrong with you right now?"

After dinner, Miku squatted outside Wakana's room waiting for her. Wakana, whose face was calm, walked to the door and frowned when she saw him.

What are you doing here?

"I just want to...I want to...I want to ask something!" Miku looked up at Wakana and said, "I...I...I really want to ask!"

"Then hurry up and tell me!"

Wakana seemed quite impatient, crossing her arms over her chest and hugging herself. She looked down at Miku, whose tail was constantly wagging.

"Why did you allow Izaka to attack me in the first place?!"

"That's because I want to say goodbye to my past self. Your existence was a weakness for my past self, but the Queen of the Museum doesn't need any weaknesses!"

As Wakana spoke coldly, her impatience grew stronger. Miku stared at her silently for a long time before passing by her with its tail drooping behind it.

"Miku, you'd better behave yourself for the next few days, or I won't show any mercy!"

After uttering those words, Wakana went into the room, and the door slammed shut behind her.

As Miku sat crouching by Wakana's door, his mind kept replaying his past with Wakana. Finally, he sighed inwardly, "If you really intended to say goodbye to your past, then why did you help me transform in the first place?"

"Ah, women!"

An idea surged into Miku's mind uncontrollably, and with a determined heart, he quickly ran back to his room.

His drive and memory weren't taken away like Philip's; they were kept safely by his side. This was an opportunity!

An opportunity to turn the current situation around!

Miku, with the drive attached, ran towards Philip's room with the memory chip in his mouth. He banged his head against the door, and Philip opened it.

After slipping into Philip's room, Miku said urgently, "Philip, we still...we still...have a chance!"

"There's still one chance... there will be... there will be!"

After listening to Miku's hesitant words, the dejected Philip sat on the edge of the bed, and a glimmer of hope returned to his eyes.

What kind of opportunity are you referring to?

Knowing that the plan to rescue him last time was based on this cat, Philip was overjoyed by the sliver of opportunity that Miku had mentioned.

"All I can say is that Shotaro is... is... is the trump card from the beginning and the end, as long as... you... your bond is strong enough!"

"you mean.........."

.........

In the dead of night, a figure flashed by on the streets of the bustling city.

The seagull windmill in the Seagull Billiards Room was still spinning. In the deepest part of the dilapidated, ruin-like second floor, Shotaro, wrapped in a tattered blanket, huddled in a corner, shivering. Only his eyes were visible, radiating fear.

At that moment, a figure appeared inside the office. Miku, with his back hunched over, held the white hat in his hand, looked around, and sighed inwardly, "Wakana really dried it up thoroughly. It looks like the office won't be fixed for at least a year or two!"

"Ugh!"

Seeing Shotaro like this, Miku sighed and walked towards him in the corner.

"Don't come any closer!"

"what!"

"Don't come any closer!"

As soon as Miku approached, Shotaro stood up and roared like a madman, his body trembling uncontrollably, instinctively trying to find a place to hide.

"Poor fellow!"