I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

"Set off."

After eating, Muzan Kibutsuji's mood calmed down a little. He hated this woman; her concern and care disgusted him. She actually treated him like a mother, which made him want to kill her several times. But now that she was no longer of any value, he might as well let her become his nourishment and 'warm' himself up.

At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji also returned to his original form, a handsome young man with black hair, a tall figure, pale skin, and bright red eyes. He stepped on the still recovering Pot Demon and looked out the window. After a lute tune, he and the Pot Demon disappeared from the room.

047 Tsukasa Kadoya: Oh my god...

The Demon Slayer Corps hadn't actually gone very far. They found a quiet place to rest. If Muzan Kibutsuji was nearby, this would be the place for their final battle. If no demons came, they would rest until dawn and then return to their base to recuperate.

Gengo and Tsukasa Kadoya stood on either side of the flower-eating demon. One silently touched his own memory, while the other crossed his arms, lightly tapping the edge of the transformation device with his fingers, and secretly observing the detective opposite him.

Is something the matter?

Gengo looked at Tsukasa Kadoya and said with a smile:

"You can ask directly, as long as it's not something too private."

"It's nothing really," Tsukasa Kadoya said casually, pointing to Gengo's chest and asking curiously, "I'm just curious about the scar on your chest. You're so strong..."

"Oh, I was careless about that."

Yuanxiang thumped his chest, spread his hands, and said:

“In the early days, I wasn’t very aware of being tracked. A cat followed me to my door by scent. I thought it was a stray cat, so I thought I’d give it something to feed it. But as soon as I squatted down, the cat turned into a monster and attacked me. Luckily, I was so startled that I slipped and fell backward, which made the wound a tiny bit shallow, so my neighbors didn’t get to eat my food.”

"You've really had a tough time."

Tsukasa Kadoya sighed subtly, pursed his lips, and continued to ask Gengo:

"Your enemies over there must also be the 'Museum,' right? Hmm... Haven't you ever encountered a guy named 'Sonosaki Raijin'?"

"No, but I do recognize the name."

Gengo scratched the base of his neck with his memory and said, recalling:

"Zonozaki is here. He's the youngest son of the Zonozaki family, but he died a long time ago. His file says he died from an accidental fall from a height. What happened? Was the person you were looking for that child?"

"Yes, in another Fuuto, he is the owner of the Cyclone Memory, and can combine with 'Joker' through the Dual Driver to become Kamen Rider W."

As he spoke, Tsukasa Kadoya used his scissor hands to spell out a 'W':

"Furthermore, that guy can access the Earth Library and find out almost anything."

"This is truly an enviable source of intelligence."

Listening to Tsukasa Kadoya's explanation, Gengo praised it while recalling the dual-slot drive he had left in the basement. He had tried using it before, but the burden of two memory modules was too great, and he almost died on the spot.

"When Grandpa was still alive, I didn't have to worry about intelligence. Now... haha, being a detective is quite difficult."

"Um... I didn't mean anything by it, but may I ask what your grandfather's name is?"

Tsukasa Kadoya hesitated for a moment before asking, "The cat that Gengo just mentioned also has a similar strange person in another Fuuto. So, he was curious about the 'grandfather' that Gengo mentioned."

“My grandfather’s name is Minamoto Shokichi, my mother’s name is Minamoto Akiko, and my father’s name is Minamoto Ryu. He was a man who married into the family.”

Gengo saw through Kadoya Tsukasa's thoughts, so he simply laid out all his connections, saying with a slight smile:

"What? Are there people like me in another city? Are they doing well now?"

"Ah... this... haha... what the heck?"

However, Tsukasa Kadoya's reaction far exceeded Gengo's expectations. The man chuckled awkwardly twice, then gave a strange look as if he'd been hit by a dump truck as soon as he stepped out the door. He lowered his head, scratched the back of his head vigorously, and said embarrassedly:

"Um... well, let the people over there talk to you. Cough cough, do you have any photos?"

"You bastard...did you do something to wrong me?"

Gengo looked at Kadoya Tsukasa with a mixture of confusion and amusement, then reached into his coat, pulled out a pocket watch, and tossed it over:

"Is it okay if I only have old photos of my grandfather?"

"Yes, yes..."

Looking at the familiar face in the photo, Tsukasa Kadoya couldn't help but take a deep breath. Then, Gengo noticed that there was a hint of something else in the way the man was looking at him.

"What? Will they become my enemy?"

Gengo thought for a moment and asked the question that concerned him most. Tsukasa Kadoya immediately shook his head vigorously, rubbing his pocket watch as he said:

"Given their personalities, even if you two had no connection, they wouldn't stand against you. After all, you're a pretty good Kamen Rider, aren't you?"

"I'll accept this compliment without hesitation. What? Do you want to take this pocket watch?"

Yuanxiang smiled, then reached out and took out his pocket watch, waving his hand in refusal:

"I'm sorry, my grandfather didn't leave me much."

"Haha, by the way, do your parents know you're a Kamen Rider?"

Tsukasa Kadoya coughed, then quickly changed the subject, smiling as he spoke to him:

"Generally speaking, are they...?"

"It's a pity they didn't have the chance to know."

As Yuanxiang put the pocket watch away, he explained:

"When I was little, one of them fell and died, and the other disappeared without a word. Turns out, her new husband was a scoundrel; by the time I found her again, her grave was overgrown with weeds. Luckily, I discovered it early and cleaned it up properly. Grandpa... Grandpa has always taken care of me and has never been to Fengdu, so he probably doesn't know..."

"........."

Kadoya Tsukasa stood there, mouth agape, completely stunned. He hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Seeing his reaction, Gengo laughed first, walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly:

“You’ll be coming back to visit me sometime, right? Since that’s the case, I’ll tell you some things beforehand so you won’t be confused later. What’s wrong with you? Why are you making that face? I’m the one who’s upset, and I’m telling you the truth.”

It was the truth, because Gensou had no memory of the couple. If he hadn't learned from others that they were his parents, he wouldn't have understood why there were photos of these two strangers in the agency.

"You really are... huh?!"

The amount of information received in a short time was too much, and Tsukasa Kadoya was momentarily speechless. He let out a long breath and tried to change the subject with a joke, but at that moment, a strange pipa sound rang out, and the ground beneath the Demon Slayer Corps' feet suddenly changed into a series of open wooden sliding doors leading to unknown places. Gengo and Tsukasa Kadoya reached out at the same time, grabbed the arm of the flower-eating demon, and fell down.

048 is over.

Beneath the door lies a living maze.

This was the strongest feeling in Genjiro and Tsukasa Kadoya's hearts as they fell. The corridors were connected to each other, and accompanied by the sound of the biwa, the direction of the walls and corridors was constantly changing. Strange demons suddenly rushed out of the originally closed places. Every now and then, the walls next to them would bulge out, trying to separate them from the flower-eating demons.

However, such tricks were useless against Genji and Tsukasa Kadoya. After transforming, the two were like a castle, holding the Flower-Eating Demon firmly in their hands. Demons and walls alike were nothing more than a matter of a punch or a kick.

"They're all useless; they can't even do this little thing right."

At that moment, a door opened in front of Genji and Tsukasa Kadoya, and Muzan Kibutsuji appeared there. He adjusted his hat and looked at the flower-eating demons behind them with fanaticism in his eyes.

"Enough, get out of my way. If you behave, I can grant you the privilege of becoming one of the demons."

"The Ghost King? What a disgusting fellow."

Tsukasa Kadoya sized up the man before him. One glance was enough to tell that this guy had lost his human soul; beneath that shell lay only nauseating desires. He pulled a card from his card case, tapped the edge of it with his finger, and said coldly:

"To deal with ghosts, it's definitely better to use ghosts to deal with them."

After saying that, Tsukasa Kadoya pulled the side handle of the driver, threw the card into the central driver, and then pushed the side handle back.

"KamenRideHibiki!"

Then, a flash of light appeared on Tsukasa Kadoya's body, and he transformed into a Kamen Rider form that resembled a masked ascetic, and then charged towards Muzan Kibutsuji.

Muzan Kibutsuji sneered at this. Nine pipes extending from his back attacked Tsukasa Kadoya with a speed far exceeding that of Kokushibo Iaijutsu. However, a flash of black light suddenly appeared, and all nine pipes were severed in the blink of an eye, with flickering flames remaining on the cuts. At the same time, Muzan Kibutsuji felt a chill run down his neck, as if a demon had appeared behind him.

And that person was naturally the one who suddenly rose up.

"Drink it!!!"

Now that the Demon King had appeared, Genji naturally had no need to hold back. In that instant, Muzan Kibutsuji's back was shrouded in black light, and almost at the same moment, terrifying fist marks appeared behind him, instantly blasting the Demon King's body apart.

While Muzan Kibutsuji was struggling to heal himself, he tried to escape using the force of his punch, but at that moment Tsukasa Kadoya took out another card, threw it into the driver, and then an energy drumhead flew out from his belt, imprinted on Muzan Kibutsuji's body, fixing him in place.

Then, Tsukasa Kadoya produced a pair of drumstick-like weapons, which he struck on the drumhead with a rhythmic beat accompanied by lightning. The powerful, unknown energy caused Muzan Kibutsuji to wail in pain.

At this moment, the sound of the pipa became extremely urgent, and the surrounding walls and corridors rushed towards them like wooden dragons. At the same time, countless demons and the Demon Slayer Corps members who were fighting against them were also brought over by the sound of the pipa.

When the demons saw this scene, they were all stunned, but the throbbing in their blood made them realize who the demon being beaten was. Then they rushed towards Tsukasa Kadoya, partly out of fear of the Demon King's tyranny and partly out of concern that Muzan Kibutsuji would really die here. If the Demon King was gone, they, who were attached to the demon blood, would also die!

However, they were destined never to reach Muzan Kibutsuji's side. In front of them were not only Demon Slayer Corps members who risked their lives to stop them, but also knights engulfed in flames.

Furthermore, Hai Dong arrived with his summoned knights, and these elite monsters were annihilated in an instant by the all-out efforts of the Kamen Riders.

At the same time, Tsukasa Kadoya swung his hammer one last time. With a loud explosion, Muzan Kibutsuji was sent flying with a scream, and then…

"Joker! Maximum Drive!"

"Final Attack Ride! De-De-De-Decade!"

Two deadly blows rang out, and purple-black flames gathered on Gensou's feet. He suddenly exerted his strength and launched a flying kick from below.

Kadoya Tsukasa leaped into the air, and ten holographic card-shaped light walls appeared between him and Kibutsuji Muzan. Golden energy wrapped around his right foot, he attacked the Demon King from above.

The pipa music was so urgent that the strings seemed about to snap, an attempt to save Muzan Kibutsuji. However, the power of the Blood Demon Art was extinguished by these two terrifying forces. One after the other, two Knight Kicks landed solidly on Muzan Kibutsuji's body.

The Ghost King howled in anguish, constantly drawing back the ghost blood from other ghosts to bolster his own life force. He never imagined that such a powerful enemy would exist in this world, for he would face the threat of death so soon after his arrival.

But his struggles were doomed to failure. Amidst the expectant gazes of the Demon Slayer Corps members, Gengo and Tsukasa Kadoya's figures blurred together in mid-air, and the Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji instantly turned into dust, passing away forever in the mortal world.

At the same time, the remaining evil spirits also let out wails. Their bodies began to disintegrate, their blood turned to nothing, and in a few breaths, their souls fell into hell along with Muzan Kibutsuji.

At this moment, with all the demons destroyed, the underground labyrinth also began to collapse as it was freed from the control of the Blood Demon Art. Gengo, Tsukasa Kadoya, and Kaito joined forces to blast open the land above, saving all the surviving members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

However, the team members fell silent, looking at each other, still gripping their Nichirin Blades and Sun Lamps tightly, ready to fight at any moment.

“Yuanxiang…”

At that moment, Shinobu Kocho reached out and grabbed Genji's armor, looking at him blankly as she said:

"it's over?"

"Ah, it's over."

"It's... over just like that?"

Upon hearing Gengo's reply, Shinobu Kocho's sword fell silently to the ground, and she slumped down. The fire of hatred in her heart was still burning, yet to be vented. However, she could no longer find her enemy. The sense of loss and emptiness that filled her chest plunged her into complete bewilderment. Shinobu Kocho's state was a reflection of all the Demon Slayer Corps members.

Gengo and Tsukasa Kadoya remained silent, while Kaito leaned quietly against a tree, watching the people in front of him huddle together. Gradually, sobs began to rise from one another, like falling dominoes, igniting the sorrow in the hearts of the Demon Slayer Corps.

They sobbed, shouted, and laughed wildly; they hugged, ran, and jumped, but in the end, they were all weeping—weeping for their departed loved ones, weeping for their lost friends, weeping for the darkness that had finally passed, and weeping for the belated tomorrow.