I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

Kirisu Mafuyu followed obediently behind Gengo with her head down and bag on her back, looking just like a student who had been called in by her parents. Gengo wanted to tease her, but he was worried that she would go berserk, so he swallowed his words. But to be honest, if Kirisu Mafuyu ordered less takeout, her apartment wouldn't be in such a mess.

Two hours later, Gengo strolled home leisurely. He had already dealt with Kirisu Mafuyu, so there was no need for him to stay there any longer. However, there was nothing to do at the agency, and he would just be staring at the game console when he got back. So he decided to just wander around and maybe he would run into something.

Of course, Gengo didn't deny that now that he was back at the agency, he remembered what he had said to Kirisu Mafuyu not long ago. He had only gotten a little inspiration from Kadoya Tsukasa. Since he couldn't remember things, he would let others remember them for him. So he rambled on and on. But now that he thought about it... it was really too sentimental. Just thinking about it gave him goosebumps.

It's best not to do that again; it's really unnecessary.

Gengo adjusted his hat, sighed to himself, and continued walking forward. He wandered around for quite a while before returning to the office to rest. He planned to visit the Takamachi family again tomorrow. Fortunately, he had brought back some trinkets from that era when he returned from the Demon Slayer Corps, which he could use as local specialties to make his lie sound more convincing.

But late that night, ripples suddenly appeared in the sky above Fengdu, but they disappeared in an instant, without a sound, and even Yuanxiang, who was staying up late browsing forums, did not notice them at all.

However, he didn't find peace and quiet here. Just as he was about to rest, the door of the agency suddenly lit up with a faint light and opened again. Upon seeing this, Genji immediately perked up and prepared for battle.

However, only a drunken woman came out of the door. She was wearing a uniform that looked like a police officer's and staggered in, muttering, "Char Siu Cat, don't run away. Whoever gets drunk first is a coward." After saying that, she took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and made empty gestures in the air against the wall. This customer also seemed to really like cosplay, wearing two horns on her head and a tail trailing behind her.

"Crack!"

Just as Yuanxiang was pondering whether to give her a glass of water to sober her up or let her run wild there, he suddenly saw the guest stumble, and then the tail dangling behind her nimbly wrapped around the water pipe next to her, pulling her body and swinging her half a circle, causing her to crash into the wall, while also smashing the mirror with its horn.

'Strange Beast Girl Knowledge +1'

A system notification quietly sounded in Yuanxiang's mind, pulling him back from his dazed state. He quickly coughed lightly, trying to get the guest's attention and find out why she had come.

After hearing the cough, the guest groggily turned around and glanced at Gensou. It has to be said that he was quite cute, especially with his hands resting on the pillar and his face on it, looking at Gensou sideways. He was cute but also a little charming.

However, Gensou remained unmoved. He knew perfectly well that no matter how adorable a person was, when they turned around and vomited on the toilet, they would be no different from any other drunkard.

"Who...are you? Why are you in my house?"

"Guest, this is not your home..."

Yuanxiang patiently explained to her, but as soon as he finished speaking, the customer, for some unknown reason, suddenly glared at him, kicked over the stool next to him with a 'whoosh,' stepped on it, took out a pair of gleaming handcuffs from his waist, and shouted at Yuanxiang:

"You're just making excuses! I caught you red-handed burgling, and you're still trying to deny it? You bastard, just surrender... hiccup... surrender!!"

That's why I really hate drunkards.

Yuanxiang sighed wearily, dodging the dragon girl's attack by turning to the side. He seized the opportunity to grab her wrist, trying to subdue her. However, the dragon girl's strength was beyond his imagination. Yuanxiang was unable to hold her joint for a moment and was forced to break free. He was almost pinned down by the dragon girl's joints.

Left with no other choice, Yuanxiang had to rely on the Dragon Girl's brute force to dislocate his joints and escape his predicament. He yanked hard on his hand, skillfully reattaching the joints, maintaining his distance from the Dragon Girl. At that moment, the Dragon Girl, brandishing her handcuffs, looked at Yuanxiang and said through gritted teeth:

"What a scoundrel! He even dared to assault a police officer! Today, I, Chen Huijie, will uphold justice! Brothers, let's attack together! We don't need to talk about chivalry with these evil scoundrels!"

What is all this nonsense? How much alcohol have you been drinking, old man?!

Listening to her disjointed words, Gensou felt a headache coming on. He was too lazy to argue with the dragon girl anymore. He pulled out his driver, transformed, rushed behind her, and knocked her down with a single chop.

Gensho, holding the dragon girl by the scruff of her neck, looked at the mess in his office, sighed wearily, and deactivated his transformation. He wanted to just throw her on the sofa, but before that, he hesitated for a moment, reached out and poked the dragon girl's horns, then slid down along them. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, becoming increasingly curious about what kind of world his front door connected to.

Just then, as Yuanxiang was lost in his reverie, he suddenly felt a tightening in his calf. Looking down, he saw that the dragon's tail was wrapped around him. A bad premonition flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly tried to break free, but he was too late. The unconsciously tightening tail made Yuanxiang's face twitch violently.

That's enough!

Is 052 an illusion?

Ugh... my head hurts so much...

Bathed in sunlight, Chen Huijie turned her head and reached out to pull the curtains closed, but the hangover made her cry out and bury her head under the covers. She secretly regretted drinking so much with that cat, as it not only gave her a headache but also made her miss work.

Oh right! Work! What time is it now?!

The thought of going to work made Chen Huijie sit up abruptly, grabbing her thighs and shaking them to clear her head. She then planned to go to the bathroom to wash her face before leaving, but the unfamiliar and rather messy environment instantly dispelled her lingering drunkenness. She jumped up from the sofa warily and immediately spotted the boy sitting not far away with his eyes closed, resting. Her handcuffs were on the table in front of him.

"Guest, you're awake. That glass of water should be warm by now. Have a sip and we can talk more slowly."

Yuanxiang let out a soft breath, glanced at Chen Huijie who had regained her senses, pinched his brow, pointed to the small cabinet next to her, and then didn't want to say anything more. This dragon girl was really troublesome. She hadn't stopped all night yesterday. One of her clothes was torn, and her tail was thrashing around like it was on steroids. Yuanxiang was so angry that he wanted to tie her up with a rope.

At the same time, Chen Huijie smelled the stench of alcohol in the air, glanced at the boy whose face showed his exhaustion, and combined this with the few memories that still remained in her mind, her face flushed slightly.

She gave an awkward laugh, picked up the chair next to her, and intended to find out what was going on from the unfamiliar young man. But as soon as the chair was upright, one of its legs broke off with a 'crack' and fell to the ground, leaving her frozen in place.

Just then, a crisp notification sound broke her awkward silence. Yuanxiang stood up, took a bowl of millet porridge from the kitchen, placed it in front of Chen Huijie, and said softly:

"If your stomach feels uncomfortable, you can drink something to tide you over first."

"Okay... okay, thank you..."

Chen Huijie picked up the bowl with a stiff demeanor, without any politeness. After all, she had already smashed someone else's house, so she didn't care about this bowl of porridge. She might as well recover her strength first and then slowly discuss the matter of compensation.

"Looks like you haven't blacked out either, so let's get straight to the point."

After watching Chen Huijie put down her bowl, Yuanxiang picked up the calculator and, while pressing the "zero, zero" key a few times, slowly and methodically said:

"Our shop has always been committed to honesty and fair dealing, so you don't need to worry about exorbitant compensation or medical expenses. It's just a little bruise. You only need to compensate me for the furniture and the labor cost of acting as a housekeeper. Here is the total price, please take a look."

Yuanxiang's movements were so practiced that Chen Huijie hadn't even caught up with his train of thought before he had already taken the calculator.

"Wait a minute, let me sort this out."

Chen Huijie waved her hand, then covered her forehead with her hand. She gradually recalled some things. She remembered being taken home by her colleague, and then she seemed to have pushed open the bedroom door and ended up here?!

"Wait, who are you? Where is this place? What Originium Arts did you use to bring me here?!"

Thinking of this, Chen Huijie, as a police officer, subconsciously adopted an interrogation tone, while Yuanxiang, with his arms crossed and his left leg on his right, looked at her and said:

"My name is Gensou, and this is the Fuuto Detective Agency. I don't know any so-called Originium Arts. As for how you got here, didn't you come here yourself seeking help?"

Yuanxiang ate a gummy candy, wore a professional smile, and continued:

"So, sir, is there anything you need my help with?"

As Yuanxiang recounted his story, Chen Huijie's memories became clearer. She recalled the voice echoing in her mind and realized she might have encountered something like a fantastical adventure from a martial arts novel. She tentatively yet expectantly asked:

"Can you find my sister? I've been searching for her, but... but..."

“I’m sorry,” Yuanxiang glanced at the door, which was not lit, and then shook his head, saying, “This kind of needle-in-a-haystack request is not within my scope of business. I cannot leave Fengdu for an extended period of time, so do you need any other assistance?”

"...Then let's spar!"

Chen Huijie clenched her fists, her eyes seemingly burning with fire:

"You were able to take me down in one move last night, so I'm sure I can learn something from you. Don't worry, money is no problem... I'm too weak right now, I can't do anything right, it's all because I lack strength!!"

"That's no problem."

Gensho tapped the table in response. He also enjoyed sparring with others in order to learn new combat skills. However, the fact that he was working as a sparring partner when he was a detective made him feel a little awkward.

"Just so you know, if I hurt you during our sparring session, you can't..."

"no problem!"

Before Yuanxiang could finish speaking, Chen Huijie answered decisively:

"Don't treat me like a spoiled princess, but if I hurt you, I'll cover your medical expenses."

"Ha, what a impressive aura."

Yuanxiang chuckled, and his reaction made Chen Huijie frown slightly. Instantly, the atmosphere in the office became quite tense, and a spur-of-the-moment sparring match was about to begin.

"Brother Yuanxiang, is that you? Ah!! What happened?!"

However, the arrival of Nanoha Takamachi broke the tension. Neither of them wanted to fight in front of the child, so Chen Huijie sighed, stood up, and wanted to ask Genji how to find him later.

But before she could speak, a wisp of light was swept through the doorway by the wind and landed in her palm. She paused slightly, seemingly understanding something, nodded to Genji, turned, pushed open the door, left the agency, and returned to her own world. And then…

I'm going to die!!!

Chen Huijie buried her head in her blankets, banging her head against the pillow. She remembered everything: how she vomited all over him, how she put her arm around him and called him "brother," how she wrapped her tail around his arm to stop him from leaving, and how she listened to him recite exciting passages from martial arts novels...

I can't survive... I really can't survive...

Chen Huijie stared blankly at the ceiling, humming softly intermittently.

How can I remember this so clearly?! How am I supposed to face people now?!

While Chen Huijie wanted to start her life over, Yuanxiang looked up at the sky outside the window. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but when Chen Huijie left, he felt something move in the sky.

Is he a weirdo?

053 Sorry to bother you.

Gensou gently tapped on the windowsill, gazing silently at the sky. He now felt the inadequacy of his offensive capabilities. For one thing, if 'Trigger' were still around, Utopia would have no chance of luring him into his trap. Although 'Joker' could also attack aerial targets, it wasn't a long-range enhanced version; its accuracy and power were ultimately unsatisfactory…

Thinking of this, Genji hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Takamachi Nanoha, who was helping to pack, and after a moment's thought, greeted her and asked:

"Nanoha, there's something I want to ask about your chat group."

"what?"

Nanoha Takamachi moved the broken chair aside, then ran over briskly, tilting her head back to await Gengo's question.

"Can you fix things in your chat group? Like USB drives, CDs, and the like?"

"That feature does exist."

Nanoha Takamachi nodded. As long as the file is uploaded to the group file and then repaired using the group file repair function, it can be fixed. The night before last, Sakura Kinomoto used this function to repair her torn summer homework. However, uploading requires points, and repairing it will consume an uncertain number of points depending on the specific condition of the 'file'.

"Then... can this be repaired?"

Genji opened the drawer and took out the damaged memory chip. Nanoha Takamachi picked it up instinctively and said with a smile:

"Of course, how can you have a regular USB drive...?"

As they were talking, Nanoha Takamachi fell silent. Gengo quietly took out the Lost Driver and the 'Joker' Memory, placed them on the table, pulled over a chair, and pushed it over to catch Nanoha Takamachi as she plopped down.

"No doubt about it."

Gengo fanned himself against the chaos around Takamachi Nanoha and said softly:

"I am indeed a Kamen Rider."

"...Ah, haha... Ah!!!!"

Upon hearing this, Nanoha Takamachi, who had been frozen in place, shuddered and chuckled twice, but her eyes were lifeless. She looked up at Gengo, then screamed and turned to run away. Gengo reached out and took back the memory she was still clutching, watching her 'whoosh' back home.

Actually, this was expected. This kid is a huge Kamen Rider fan. She even has Kamen Rider stickers on her bedside. Every time Kamen Rider appears, she comes over and brags to me like it's New Year's. After she's done bragging, she feels embarrassed. And now, her fellow fan has become the idol himself... To be honest, Gengo is quite afraid that the kid might lose her temper and try to kill him to silence him.

But it was all worth it.

Yuanxiang looked at the two memory tokens in his hand and couldn't help but smile. He hadn't used them for so long and he really missed them.

"Boom!"

Just then, the door, which had been blown shut by the wind, was suddenly pushed open. Turning around, he saw, as expected, Takamachi Nanoha. The child's direct gaze made Genji shift his feet uncomfortably. He stood behind the table, cleared his throat, and said: