I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

"You have to trust us, Kamen Rider."

After the woman finished speaking, applause rang out from the crowd, their voices hurried, as if afraid the knight would leave before they could finish. As they spoke, someone started the applause, which went from a few scattered claps to a thunderous roar that lasted for a long time. Then, someone else started throwing fruit, snacks, flowers, and even plump live fish toward Yuanxiang.

From his fall from the sky in the Battle of Sky Rift to his selfless battle under the guise of 'wish', even those who are indifferent to the outside world have clearly realized what kind of enemy this Kamen Rider is fighting, how many wounds are hidden under this mask, and how much danger he has quietly eliminated in the shadows.

To be honest, some people are quite regretful. In the past, when they heard others cursing at them, they thought it was none of their business and there was no need to cause trouble for themselves, so they pretended not to hear and left. Now, looking back, they wonder how heartbroken they would have been if the knight's true form had heard those nonsensical words.

'Buzz~~~~'

At that moment, Gensou raised his finger, and the wind that emanated from it froze everything that had been thrown at him, returning it to its rightful owner. He couldn't take these things with him, nor did he dare to take them all, so he only kept the original apple. He held up the apple and waved it at the child, and seeing the bright smile on the child's face, Gensou couldn't help but laugh as well, even under his mask. Then he turned to leave.

However, the moment he lifted his foot, the Kamen Rider's figure swayed violently, staggered two steps, as if he was about to fall. The people around him hurriedly tried to help him up, but in the next second, the Kamen Rider turned into a wisp of moonlight and disappeared.

I'm so dizzy...

In the alley, a manhole cover had just been closed. Beneath it, Kamen Rider leaned against the wall, clutching his head, panting heavily. The scene he'd just witnessed was truly unexpected; the applause had even made him a little dizzy. But this dizziness had left his brain feeling oxygen-deprived, and he was even seeing stars. Ha... so this is what it feels like to be heartless! Hahaha...

"Haha... um...."

The boy leaning against the wall chuckled softly, holding his head. But before he could finish two laughs, he stopped himself to calm down. If he kept laughing, he was afraid he would faint here, which would be too unpleasant.

As for this apple...

Gengo looked at the apple, used the power of 'luan' to conjure an identical one, then smashed it. After confirming that this was not a trap handed to him under the guise of a child, he carefully put it away and quickly returned to the office.

Just now, 'Luna's' clone gave feedback to the main body. Because the two children were sparring and training inside the barrier, they did not notice the riot in Fengdu immediately. So, with the help of her clone and Linfus, she successfully stopped them and is now waiting for news at home.

Therefore, as soon as Yuanxiang returned, the two children came over. The boy gently patted their heads, then gestured for them to sit down. He took out the red apple from his pocket, cut it into four pieces, and gave one piece to each of them, including Linfus, while smiling and saying:

"Try it, someone gave it to Kamen Rider."

? !

The other three immediately understood what was going on. Looking at the apples in their hands, they couldn't help but laugh and savored them. Unfortunately, Gensou was not in good condition at the moment. He was very dizzy and couldn't talk to the two children. He could only say that he was a little tired and wanted to rest, so he temporarily closed the office.

Unbeknownst to Genji, after leaving the agency, Nanoha Takamachi, whose face had initially beamed with joy, gradually dimmed, eventually breaking free of her barrier and bursting into tears. Hayate Yagami gently patted her back, comforting her as he said:

"Nanoha, no matter what, this is a good thing."

"I...I know, but...but..."

Takamachi Nanoha sobbed, wiping away her tears as she stammered, tilting her head back to look at the city veiled in a filter, and shouted out in a loud, questioning tone:

"Why...why do I only realize now how good Gensou-nii is...Gensou-nii...Gensou-nii...I almost didn't get to see this...Waaah...Gensou-nii..."

286 Sakura, I need the Clow Cards' help.

"Yuanxiang! Is it really you?"

At the office, Gengo was not idle either. The boy, who had just seen off Takamachi Nanoha and Yagami Hayate, sat down in front of the computer after hearing the notification sound and opened the video call. As soon as he opened it, Daido Katsumi's anxious voice came through, obviously as if he had just found out what had happened on Gengo's side.

And that was indeed the case. During this period, their undead squad encountered targeted encirclements and annihilations, which was not uncommon. Da Dao Keji habitually led his squad into the deep mountains and forests nearby to fight the pursuers in a guerrilla-style manner.

However, during the battle, Da Dao Keji sensed the enemy's determination, the kind of determination that seemed to be willing to crush his squad regardless of casualties. This surprised Da Dao Keji, but it also piqued his interest. He never refused to fight a tough battle.

However, as the fighting progressed, the enemy suddenly began to retreat in an organized manner, showing no intention of continuing the battle. They even ignored the openings he had deliberately created. This made Da Dao Keji realize that something was wrong, and he realized that these people might have ulterior motives.

Sure enough, after the Undead Squad emerged from the deep forest and investigated the situation, they learned that Kamen Rider Joker had apparently died by having his heart ripped out. To be honest, when he dialed the number, Daido Katsumi felt his hands trembling, afraid that he would not get a response.

"No, I am just a piece of footage that was left behind."

Facing this friend, Gensho, while munching on a peach, deliberately answered with a blank expression. Then, he gestured to the side and said:

"My true self is here."

Then, Luna's power created a projection nearby, moved closer to the camera, waved in that direction, and said:

"No, no, no, the real me is actually over there."

Then, the same action happened again, and another source village emerged from the other side. Seeing this, the tension on Daido Katsumi's face had completely vanished. He leaned back in his chair and chuckled softly, saying:

"Hey kid, haven't been in touch for a while, you've come up with some new tricks."

"Hey, luck, luck."

Yuanxiang waved his hand with a grin, then solemnly told Da Dao Keji about the 'wish' he had encountered. In any case, the plan was quite outrageous, and only he himself was relatively resilient. If it were Da Dao Keji inside, he probably wouldn't have been able to get out.

"These guys really can make anything."

After hearing this, Da Dao Keji's expression changed slightly. He had obviously put himself in Da Dao Keji's shoes and thought about how to break the deadlock. Judging from his expression, he didn't seem very optimistic.

"Alright, now that you're alright, I'm relieved. I still have some leads to follow, so I won't bother you any longer. I'm busy, I'll hang up now."

Daido Katsumi abruptly cut off the communication, presumably spurred on by it, wanting to seize the opportunity to take down several Zaibatsu X's labs or bases in one fell swoop. Good riddance. Genji, well, I'm really getting sleepy right now...

Yuanxiang stretched and, rubbing his dizzy head, went back to his room to rest, hoping that nothing else would go wrong this time.

Yuanxiang slept very soundly this time; even the thunder outside didn't wake him. But that didn't mean he slept comfortably. With a gentle breeze blowing, Yuanxiang pressed his forehead, groaned, and sat up. In his dream, he seemed to see many versions of himself, many, many versions of himself with severed limbs. As far as the eye could see, there was no end to the view, as if it were his own personal graveyard. No, to be more precise, it was a slaughterhouse.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Although the images in the dream became blurry after waking up, Yuanxiang's 'worldly experience' and vivid imagination made things worse. As the saying goes, people can be scared to death, so Yuanxiang quickly stopped his wild thoughts, casually threw on a coat, and slowly walked towards the front hall. The boy glanced at the time. Not bad, he had slept for nearly eight hours this time. Excluding those times when he was unconscious due to serious injuries, this should be the longest he had slept recently.

At that moment, Gengo, who had just sat down in his chair, noticed that his phone's notification light was flashing. He opened it and saw that it was a message from Kirisu-sensei, with the same content as Daido Katsumi's. Gengo called her to reassure her and tell her not to worry. Then he stood up and prepared to go to Tokiwa Sougo.

Well, the kid ran into trouble the whole time he used a fake ticket. Now, Gengo is going to see if Tokiwa Sougo has encountered the same thing. Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, but three times must explain something, right?

When they arrived at the 9-to-5 cafeteria, as expected, they found Tokiwa Sougo sitting sullenly in a living room chair after lunch, looking exactly as agitated as before. Tokiwa Jun'ichirō stood by, deeply worried, even neglecting the watch that was rarely brought in for repair. If asked, Tokiwa Sougo would simply shake his head, indicating that his uncle shouldn't worry about it. This gave Tokiwa Jun'ichirō a real headache. Was this what they called the communication gap during adolescence? It was truly hopeless. If only Genji were here right now, they were the same age…

Oh! ! !

As Tokiwa Jun'ichirō was still thinking this, he turned around and saw the boy standing outside the door. He excitedly put down his watch, his heart trembling, and hurriedly opened the door, pulling Genji in. Just as Tokiwa Jun'ichirō was about to act, Tokiwa Sougo blinked unexpectedly. This time, before Genji even appeared before him, the high school student suddenly realized something, his eyes flashing, and he stood up, exclaiming in surprise:

"Yuanxiang!"

"Oh dear, it seems I guessed wrong this time?"

Yuanxiang glanced at him in surprise and said with a smile:

"I thought you had forgotten about me."

"Look at what you're saying. You and Zhuang Wu are good friends. How could I possibly forget you?"

Tokiwa Junichiro chuckled and joked, then pointed to the kitchen and said:

"Have you eaten? Shall I get you some more?"

"No need, no need, I'm really not hungry right now, thank you, Uncle."

"Oh, hahaha, why are you being so polite with me, kid?"

Tokiwa Junichiro patted Gengo on the shoulder with a smile, and seeing Tokiwa Sougo's spirits lifted, he chuckled and stretched, saying:

"I have to go out to buy some goods, so I won't stay to entertain you. You guys have fun, have fun, hahaha..."

Watching Tokiwa Junichiro's departing figure, Gengo walked to Tokiwa Sougo's side, gently nudged him, and said:

"What's wrong with you? Judging from your great-uncle's expression, it seems like he's hoping I can give you some advice."

"Yuanxiang, actually..."

Tokiwa Sougo scratched the back of his head sheepishly and said softly:

"Actually, I had just forgotten about you again, but then suddenly I remembered you."

"Well, what a coincidence..."

Gengo sat down next to Tokiwa Sougo, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said:

"Um... have you discovered anything?"

"Discover?"

As they spent more time together, Tokiwa Sougo gradually caught up with Gengo's train of thought. He understood that Gengo was asking if there were any commonalities among the various instances of amnesia, but...

There are no warning signs for amnesia. If we have to find a common thread, it's that you suddenly lose your memory, realize something is wrong, and then suddenly remember.

"I feel like it's still my bad luck."

Tokiwa Sougo sighed helplessly, scratching his head as he said:

"It can't be because I'm also a superpowered person, or that having special abilities is just bad luck."

"Stop kidding, what kind of superpower is bad luck?"

Gengo waved his hand, signaling Tokiwa Sougo to calm down, then leaned back in his chair and said:

"In short, I'm sorry that because of me, you've suffered from amnesia again."

"No, no, no, this is so strange, why are you apologizing to me?"

Tokiwa Sougo excitedly stood up abruptly and looked at Gengo, saying:

"Besides, you had no choice, did you? Wait, have you encountered an enemy again?"

Suddenly realizing the crux of the matter, Tokiwa Sougo sat opposite Genjo, his face filled with disbelief, and said:

"Is the world really this dangerous? It hasn't been that long since you came here. I remember you said you had just dealt with a troublesome enemy, right?!"

"Ah... well... how should I put it..."

Gensho tilted his head back and thought for a moment, then finally gave a speechless reply:

"Okay, I have been quite busy lately. It feels like all the fights from the last two years were fought in one month. I'm just lucky that I managed to escape with my life."

"I always felt like you had it pretty tough..."

Tokiwa Sougo propped his cheek on his hand, looked at Gengo, then reached out and poked him, whispering:

"Hey, you better not die! You have to live a long time, so that when I become king, who dares to oppose you? I'll bring a whole bunch of people to help you take them down!"

"Are you going to be a king, or a gang leader?"

Gengo chuckled, a hint of exasperation in his voice, and gently patted Tokiwa Sougo, saying softly:

"Of course I won't die easily. I still have a lot of things to do. Alright, since you have nothing else to do here, I'll be leaving..."

"No, please."

To Genji's surprise, Tokiwa Sougo suddenly grabbed him and said with a smile:

"Since you're already here, at least teach me a couple more moves."

"Hahaha, okay, I'll grant your wish."

A moment later, looking at Tokiwa Sougo lying on the sofa, covered in sweat and looking like a salted fish, Gengo smiled and waved his hand. Although he was not in good condition, dealing with him was still not a big problem.