I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

A smile appeared on Gensou's face. Seeing Talulah's Lolita dress, he took off his cloak and tossed it to her, casually asking:

"What? Is there still any lingering influence from the Black Serpent on you?"

No, why...?

Talulah caught the cloak and asked instinctively, but before she could finish, noticing the boy's gaze, she instinctively pressed down her skirt and muttered softly:

"No matter what, my military uniform still carries too much of the Ursus aristocratic connotation, which is unsuitable for the leader of the Reunion Movement. Don't you... think it's inappropriate?"

"Don't ask me about clothes or anything like that; I know nothing about dressing up."

Yuanxiang hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"I'm just worried about that Black Serpent thing. After all, it involves things like the soul and the spirit, so it's always good to be careful. Hmm? Nikita, Nikola, are you two on guard duty today?"

Coincidentally, the two shield guards responsible for guarding the gate of the shield guard camp were the same two who had been at the warehouse. The taciturn Nikolai nodded to Gensou, then nudged Nikita beside him. The big man straightened up with a thud, and after checking Talulah and Gensou according to procedure, his tense face relaxed. He casually grabbed Gensou's shoulder and shook him, saying happily:

"Good brother, long time no see. It's a pity I'm on duty, otherwise I would have loved to chat with you. Alright, I know you're here to take care of business, so I won't waste any more time. Go ahead and get busy."

After saying that, Nikita resumed his meticulous demeanor and continued to strictly perform his duties. Gensou smiled and patted the backs of the two men's hands as a sign of friendliness, then followed Talulah into the Shield Guard camp.

"Mr. Patriot".

"Grandpa, did you miss me?"

Talulah greeted them politely, while Genji leaned out from the side, waving with a smile. Patriot nodded to Talulah, then beckoned to Genji. The old man and the young man exchanged a punch in perfect unison, the force of the blows making their cloaks flutter loudly. Both nodded in satisfaction, while Talulah sighed and rubbed her forehead, feeling that the two really wanted to have a proper spar. At least they still had some sense of propriety.

"The ripple effect works very well."

Patriot sat back down and looked at Yuanxiang, saying:

“Even an old relic like me can use it to make a few more cuts. Yuanxiang, you’ve been a great help this time.”

"It's good that it's helpful, but I hope you won't use this power to harm innocent people."

Yuanxiang sat down opposite Patriot without ceremony, casually picked up a pastry, shook it while talking, and then "whoosh"ed the pastry into his mouth. Talulah and Patriot then saw the boy's face turn red, and he rushed out to grab a snow and eat several bites. Undoubtedly, these pastries were prepared for Frostnova.

"Old man, you've gone astray."

Upon returning, Gensho looked at Patriot with a resentful gaze and said:

"You should have reminded me."

No, you're just being too indifferent.

Patriot leisurely poked the plate with his claw-like fingers and said softly:

“I’m not a glutton. Even with your material support, the Reunion Movement isn’t so generous as to serve food to guests. So, you’re the one who let your guard down.”

"........"

Yuanxiang stared at the Patriot with a black line on his forehead, then turned and shouted towards the outside of the tent without hesitation:

"Mr. Patriot, Miss Frostnova likes to eat more, so... umm~~~"

"You naughty boy..."

Patriot quickly covered Yuanxiang's mouth, muttering with a headache:

"I'm just sharing my experience with you, why are you making it sound like we're going to both lose!"

"Old man, this is what they call 'all's fair in war'."

Yuanxiang wiggled his finger and spoke softly, then pointed outside the tent and whispered:

"Frostnova is coming."

"Humph!"

Patriot snorted in response and, without the slightest hesitation, threw Yuanxiang out of the tent. Fortunately, he was agile and grabbed the tent flap, swinging away like a pendulum. He was determined to have a head-to-head collision with Froststar.

"Froststar, here's a gift."

Seeing that the white rabbit's blushing face practically screamed "I want to kill," Yuanxiang unhesitatingly stuffed the spicy candy into her hand, then put on a docile and obedient look, clearly not wanting to be beaten.

Froststar pursed her lips, stuffed the spicy candy into her pocket, casually tossed a handful of snow towards Yuanxiang, and then rushed into the tent. The boy breathed a sigh of relief, using the snow to continue relieving the spiciness. Finally, after a moment, Patriot's helpless voice came from inside:

"Yuanxiang, it's cold outside, come inside and talk."

Seeing Gensou immediately dart in, a hint of smugness in his eyes, Talulah sighed silently in her heart. How should she put it? This old man and this young man... sooner or later, Frostnova will have to give them both a good glare.

289 What's wrong with you driving a taxi!

With Yuanxiang and Talulah smoothing things over, Frostnova lightly tapped Yuanxiang on the head, thus putting an end to her inexplicable 'foodie' incident. What followed was just casual conversation, as uneventful as the relentless cold wind on the Ursus snowfield.

Of course, as they talked, Gengo would also exchange a couple of punches with Patriot and talk about close combat tips. If it weren't for the fact that the heart bud made of [Holy Light] wasn't quite stable yet, Gengo would have really rolled up his sleeves and sparred with the old man in his physical form.

As they chatted, Gensou suddenly remembered something. He squinted, tried to recall, and looked at Talulah, whispering:

"Um, I don't quite remember, didn't I... tell you and Chen before that we could use my agency for supplies? I have a large, unused warehouse at home..."

"Of course you said that."

Talulah hesitated, holding a spicy pastry in her hand, wondering whether to try it or not. Ultimately, however, she put it back on the plate and replied to Gensou:

"But didn't you say that you just finished a war and the world is a bit unstable? People from other worlds might be expelled and injured if they went to your side, so Huijie... Yuanxiang?"

Before he could finish speaking, everyone present saw Yuanxiang's face change drastically. His already pale cheeks turned deathly white. It was the first time they had ever seen Yuanxiang show such a look of lingering fear. Even Patriot had rarely seen such a look of fear, to the point of almost losing his mind, in his long life.

"I...I have something to do, I have to go. I need to notify some new friends, I...damn it!"

Before the words were even finished, Gensou's figure disappeared from Talulah and the others' sight. Even the Patriots could only remain silent. The high-ranking members of the Reunion Movement, who knew the boy's identity, also knew his legendary experiences, which often left them powerless to do anything about it.

"By the way, regarding the amnesia incident, Talulah, is it the situation in Genkyo?"

At this moment, Frostnova remembered something and asked the silver-haired dragon girl, Talulah. Talulah nodded but didn't say anything more.

The white rabbit opened its mouth, but ultimately could only look silently at the spicy candy in its hand, slowly clench it, and turn to leave.

Talulah gently gripped her pocket, which contained a letter from Yuanxiang in Lungmen, along with her sister's greetings and urgently needed supplies for the Reunion Movement. The young leader and Patriot exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and headed towards the village.

Watching the dragon girl's departing figure, Patriot looked at his shield, on which several faint traces of fist marks could still be seen. The marks of that battle were still etched on it. The elderly warrior gently stroked the shield, then lifted it up, holding his giant halberd, and began his routine patrol for the night.

Back in the village, watching the door slam shut, Alina's face showed a hint of heartache. She looked at her wrist, where a peach pit bracelet hung. The boy had once smiled and said it might bring her some good luck, warding off some deadly stray bullets. The little deer sighed softly, looking towards her room. Inside, there lay an unfinished painting. She'd work hard tonight to finish the painting of the boy in it…

Genji's panic was quite simple: he realized he had completely forgotten about this deadly thing and had even dragged Yuri and the others to his side...

Damn!

Damn it!!

Damn it!!!

I almost killed my friend again!

Ok? !

Why is it 'again'?!

Just as Gensou was about to push open the door to the 'Sword of Truth', he suddenly froze in place. He stared blankly and subconsciously looked at his fist. In that instant, he abruptly turned his head and looked. In that instant, he seemed to see something, as if he was punching something. But before he could see it clearly, the 'scene' from the past disappeared without a trace.

No, no...

Yuanxiang patted his cheeks, then pressed his forehead against the wall in disbelief. He had clearly used a counterfeit ticket, and he hadn't reached his weekly amnesia point, so why, why was he still forgetting? This didn't make sense, this couldn't be.

Wait, could it be... could it be because there was a problem with the manufacturing process of those counterfeit tickets I just made? Yes, yes! That might be it. I need to check it out, I need to examine the process carefully to see where the mistake occurred.

No, no, no, we have to tell Yuri and the others first!

Gengo shook his head vigorously, then turned and hurried towards the Sword of Truth. Only Tetsuo Ootoshi was still there. Sophia had gone to the Southern Base to discuss the succession of the position of the Holy Lord of Truth, and everyone else had their own things to do. So Gengo grabbed him and made sure he conveyed the message that everyone was forbidden from going to his side of the world before returning to the agency. It wasn't that he and Tetsuo Ootoshi had nothing to talk about, but he was really restless until he resolved the current 'memory' problem.

but....

Why is that...?

Leaning back in his chair, Gengo looked at the dozen or so counterfeit train tickets floating in front of him. Frustrated and annoyed, he scratched his head and finally had no choice but to put down the counterfeit tickets, pick up 'Luna', and head to Kinomoto Sakura's world to seek Clow Reed's help.

"......"

Clow Reed wasn't hard to find. Gengo simply walked around Sakura Kinomoto's house a few times with 'Luna' in his hand, and then the magician pulled Gengo into an illusion. Afterward, the magician didn't say anything, as if he had already guessed Gengo's purpose for coming. He then conjured a crystal ball and smashed it on the ground. Afterward, he condensed a ball of water in his hand. Under Gengo's gaze, the fragments of the crystal ball on the ground flew up and pieced themselves back together, enveloping the water ball. Then, Gengo saw drops of water dripping from the cracks in the crystal ball.

“Child, your extraordinary will and strength cannot completely erase the scars on your soul and body. You are now like a creature that has lost the ability to feel pain, unknowingly dragging your broken body along. Whether it is an external impact or your own outburst, it will cause the cracks to expand, and the water inside will involuntarily flow out. Do you understand, Gensho?”

The smile vanished from Clow Reed's face. He calmly looked at Gensou and said:

“Originally, this shouldn’t have come so soon, but… let me see ‘Luna’… the omnipotent and omniscient book… you shouldn’t let that power that records the world affect your body and soul, and Genjo, ‘death’ is never something to be touched lightly.”

At this point, Clow Reed's expression grew even more solemn. He reached out and gently stroked Gensou's cheek, whispering:

“I am now certain that the closer you get to ‘death,’ the closer that chaotic fate that entangles you will be to you. So, Genji, give Sakura some time. She is growing very fast now, and perhaps in less than a year, she will be able to help you in some way.”

At this point, looking at Gensou's slightly immature face, Clow Reed sighed and continued:

"Or go and see if I left anything that you can use. I was quite powerful when I was alive, and even in death, my magic shouldn't dissipate so easily. If you can find it, then you'll have found a way to break the deadlock."

After saying this, Clow Reed shook his head and looked helplessly at Gensou, who seemed to want to ask something:

"I am but a remnant, a fragment of my past left behind to care for my successor. Even with 'Luna' as the medium, the scope of my exploration cannot extend beyond this island. I'm sorry."

"I understand, thank you for your explanation, Mr. Clow Reed. I will seriously consider your suggestion."

After a brief silence, Gengo earnestly thanked Clow Reed. In response, the deceased magician sighed deeply in his heart, dispelled the power from 'Luna,' and brought Gengo back to reality.

"Eh? Mr. Gensou, what are you doing here?"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind the boy. He turned around and saw Yukito Tsukishiro. He had just parted ways with Touya Kinomoto and hadn't expected to run into the boy he had only known for a short time. He smiled and greeted Genji.

However, upon meeting his gaze, Yukito Tsukishiro saw a chilling coldness in Gensou's eyes, as if he were hesitating whether to take his head. What terrified Yukito Tsukishiro the most was that the boy's eyes seemed to see through everything, his sharp gaze piercing straight into his soul.

Furthermore, the moonlight-like radiance emanating from the boy's hand also made Yukito Tsukishiro sense an ominous aura.

“Mr. Yukito Tsukishiro, I have no hostility toward you.”

Gensho's tone was flat as he looked at the white-haired boy before him and said softly:

"I just want to give a piece of advice to the one inside you. Although I promised not to interfere, the condition is that you don't have any bad intentions towards Sakura, or he will die a terrible death. I'm telling you."

The moment the words fell, a murderous aura powerful enough to terrify an ordinary person poured out, but it vanished in an instant, along with the boy's figure. Only Yuecheng Xue Tu's body went limp, and he involuntarily grabbed the wall beside him. Only then did he realize that his inner shirt was soaked with cold sweat. This was the most terrifying thing he had ever seen.

Just a moment ago, he felt that the boy was like a vicious wolf on a snowfield, about to bite off his throat and end his life, but at the moment when the killing intent was about to descend, the boy's reason restrained his bloodthirsty ferocity.

'Tap tap tap tap.......'

Suddenly, Yukito Tsukishiro heard a flurry of footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Sakura Kinomoto and Touya Kinomoto rushing over. It seemed that they had also been attracted by the terrifying killing intent.

However, Yukito Tsukishiro didn't say anything, only making an excuse that he suddenly felt a little dizzy, possibly due to low blood sugar. This was partly because of the boy's 'shushing' gesture before disappearing, and partly because this matter involved Sakura, and there was no need to trouble the child with such a thing.