I am Kamen Rider who reverses dimensions

"Hello, this is Narumi's office."

"That voice...it's Mr. Terui Ryu, isn't it?!"

Hearing this voice, Yuanxiang breathed a sigh of relief. He was really lucky to have managed to contact an acquaintance like this. He quickly spoke into the microphone:

"Are Shotaro and Philip home? I need to speak with them urgently."

"........."

"Mr. Terui?! Hello?!"

Yuanxiang looked at the microphone with suspicion, then at the telephone line. After confirming that both were fine, he repeated himself:

"Can you hear me, Mr. Terui? It's me, Gengo."

"...It's Gensato's word."

"What?! A son?! No, a son from another world, oh wait, no..."

"Pfft, cough cough cough, Yuanxiang's phone call?! Can his phone travel through time?! Cough cough cough!!"

"This is truly amazing, a phone that can transcend time and space. Shotaro, I want to investigate it thoroughly."

........

Hearing the sudden chaos on the other end of the phone, Yuanxiang silently moved the receiver a little further away, counted a few numbers in his head, and then leaned closer to whisper:

Have you calmed down now?

"Ahem, Yuanxiang, where are you now?"

This time, it was Shotaro Hidari who answered the phone. Although he tried his best to use a mature and steady voice to show his tough guy image, Gengo could still hear a lot of anticipation and nervousness in his voice. And if Gengo wasn't mistaken, the people from Narumi's agency were probably all gathered around the phone, waiting for him to continue.

"I'm at the 'Kusukichi' restaurant in Yumemachi with Mr. Hino Eiji. Here's the thing, Shotaro-senpai, I've encountered some strange things."

Gengo concisely and precisely recounted his recent encounter to Shotaro Hidari, and after listening to Gengo's words, Philip's voice came from the other end:

“Yuanxiang, this matter might be related to a commission we’ve been working on recently. Here’s what we’ll do: wait for us in Kuskuchi. It’s not far, and we’ll be there soon.”

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

Gensou agreed and then hung up the phone without hesitation. Although he didn't have any memories of his biological parents, judging from the way Narumi Akiko handled things when he met her last time, if he kept dawdling, she would probably yell "Son~~" and start rambling on with him for a long time.

Gengo's guess was absolutely right. Just as he hung up the phone, Narumi Akiko rushed over, wanting to chat with him for a bit. But hearing the busy tone, she hung up the phone with a disappointed look on her face. Then, she glanced at Terui Ryu, who was silently leaning against a pillar with one hand, and walked silently into the back hall of Narumi's office.

"Alright, alright, let's get going."

At this moment, Shotaro clapped his hands and called to Philip and Ryu Terui, saying:

“Yuanxiang is still waiting for our support. If his matter is really related to our commission, then it’s not a big deal. Let’s act quickly.”

"Wait, Shotaro, don't rush off."

Philip grabbed Shotaro Sakai and pointed to the room next door, saying:

"We need to bring the analyzer with us this time."

"Why bring that? Also, Philip, you've been messing with that device all this time. It only works on memory; it doesn't have any other effect in combat."

This question had been lingering in Shotaro's mind for a long time, but no matter how he asked, Philip refused to tell him the reason. This made Shotaro a little unhappy, after all, they were partners, why should they keep such a thing a secret?

“This is just my guess,” Philip said to Shotaro in a low voice after seeing Terui Ryu leave. “It’s too early to say. I’m afraid you’ll overthink it. Take your things with you. When you see Gensou, give him a check-up. If I’m wrong, I’ll tell you about it later.”

Hearing his partner's teasing remark, Shotaro Sakata sighed and pressed down on his hat, then said nonchalantly:

"What if you guess right?"

"That would be very troublesome."

Philip slammed his phone shut and looked at Shotaro with a serious expression, saying:

"It's very troublesome, and we may not even be able to do anything about it."

Upon hearing this, Shotaro's expression also turned serious. Without saying a word, he went straight into the next room and began disassembling the device. Meanwhile, Philip's gaze fell on the bird-shaped "Xtreme" next to him, and he frowned thoughtfully.

.........

Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story. After hanging up the phone, Gengo nodded to the people around him, indicating that someone would be coming to help soon. Hearing this, Hino Eiji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, compared to him, a guy who had only recently become a Kamen Rider, these seniors who had fought in Fuuto for so long were much more reliable.

Hino Eiji glanced out the window, but still couldn't see Ankh. He suppressed his unease, stood up, clapped his hands, and said with a smile:

"You must be hungry. I'll go to the kitchen and get you something nice to eat. Don't worry, it's on me."

"I want to help too."

At that moment, Hiroi Masazō suddenly stood up, looked at Hino Eiji, and said:

"Please let me assist you."

"Okay, let's do it together then."

Hino Eiji readily agreed and led Hiroi Masakura into the kitchen. At that moment, Gengo looked at Tenkuji Takeru, who had remained silent, and poured him some water while speaking softly:

"What? Are you still thinking about what just happened?"

"Am I really useless...?"

Tenkuuji Takeru smiled, trying to gloss over the matter, but seeing Genji's concerned gaze, he pursed his lips, his smile becoming forced. He clasped his hands together and said in a bitter tone:

"I'm such a useless guy. I've been so lax in my training, and I've been living without any goals all day long. As a result, even though I've become a Kamen Rider, I still got beaten up like that by the Eye Demon. Even though I'm not alive anymore, I'm still scared to death... I... really... am so useless... Ah!!"

Before Tenkuuji Takeru could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a slipper. Gensou, swinging his remaining decorative slipper, looked helplessly at Tenkuuji Takeru and said:

"It's good for people to have self-awareness, but it's a big mistake to belittle oneself because of it. Zun, whether a person is useful or not is not determined by whether he can fight. Besides, even if you're scared to death, you still transform and fight, right? That's enough. Many people don't even have that kind of courage."

Gensou put down his slippers, propped his cheek on his hand, looked at Tenkuji Takeru, and said with a smile:

"Your Excellency, aren't you still collecting Eye Souls to revive yourself? For this, you must have confidence in yourself. You may just not have recovered from the fear of being killed by the Eye Demon yet. That's human nature. No one is unafraid of death. But when you officially embark on the path of collecting Eye Souls, you will find that none of this matters."

Yuanxiang murmured with emotion, as if this had stirred up memories, prompting him to say a few more words. He swirled the water glass in his hand, watching the rippling surface, and smiled as he said:

"When you feel like you can't go on, just think of it as a time for self-cultivation. Grit your teeth, and before you know it, the difficulty will be over."

After saying that, Gensou patted Tenkuuji Takeru on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up, saying:

"No problem, I believe you can definitely do it."

"...Yes, I will try my best!"

Tenkuuji Takeru was silent for a moment, then looked up and smiled at Genji. How much he actually took in was only known to him. Genji, meanwhile, continued swirling his teacup, saying jokingly:

"Actually, I'm not very good at speaking. Many things that can be explained in a few words are often turned into grand theories by me. So, if possible, I'll just grab an Eye Demon for you to practice on right now. As long as you take it easy, you'll find that you have unlimited potential as you fight."

"No way, you're very eloquent, aren't you?"

Tenkuuji no Mikoto quickly waved his hand, looked at Gensou and said with a smile:

"You should have confidence in yourself in this respect, okay?"

"But ah..."

Gensho, resting his chin on his hand, said with some concern:

"None of the enemies I've faced could be reasoned with. In the end, I defeated them one by one with my fists. Look at others, they can resolve crises effortlessly by appealing to emotions and reasoning with people. Isn't that cool?"

“That’s not something an ordinary person can do,” said Tenkuji Zun, whose family owns a temple and people often come to pray for help to resolve their inner conflicts. He has always admired the ability to make others feel happy and joyful. “I wonder how hard one has to work to achieve something like that.”

"Well, no matter what, at least we have something to look forward to, right?" Gensou raised his glass, toasted Tenkuji Takeru, and said, "Whatever our goal is, let's work together. I hope that when we meet again in the future, everyone will be doing well."

"Yes! Let's all cheer each other on!"

Putting his worries aside, Tenkuji Takeru smiled happily and raised his cup, but just as he brought the water to his lips, he suddenly remembered something, put it down with regret, and, seeing Genji's curious gaze, explained:

"I'm a ghost now, so eating and drinking are impossible for me. Sigh... There are so many delicious things, and I can only look at them."

"That's tragic enough."

Yuanxiang imagined what it would be like if he couldn't eat peaches, and immediately shuddered in disbelief. He sighed deeply, feeling a pang of empathy, and whispered:

"But it can't all be considered a bad thing, right? Look, now you have another goal you want to achieve, don't you?"

"There's something wrong with the idea of ​​someone risking their life to come back to life just to have a meal."

Tenkuji Takeru chuckled wryly and made a comment. At that moment, Hino Eiji and Hiroi Mazo came out with the food. The delicious-looking dishes made Gengo unconsciously tighten his chopsticks and then silently look at Tenkuji Takeru.

Meanwhile, the ghost watched with painful longing as the three of them ate heartily, his mind seemingly hallucinating. Suddenly, he realized that being resurrected just to get a meal wasn't so incomprehensible after all.

"Yuanxiang, is that all you have?"

Hiroi Masakura looked at Gengo, who had only eaten one and a half bowls of rice, and asked in confusion, "He ate much more in the park before, but he still looked like he hadn't eaten enough. He hasn't eaten anything else lately, so why is he only eating so little now?"

Hiroi Masakura suddenly realized something, glanced at the food on the table, and said somewhat uneasily:

"Is it because it doesn't taste good?"

No wonder Hiroi Masazō was so nervous. After entering the kitchen, he said he wanted to make something delicious to thank Genji for taking care of him during this time. Hino Eiji naturally had no reason to refuse, so the kitchen became the kitchen for Hiroi Masazō to be the head chef.

Hiroi Shinzo's confidence in making this request wasn't without reason. Although he, as a mechanical mutant, didn't need it, his database did contain the cooking process for the dishes. He believed that as long as he followed the procedures, he wouldn't make any mistakes. But seeing Genji's expression now, he suddenly lost his confidence.

"No, no, this is really delicious. Since Grandpa stopped cooking, this is probably one of the best home-cooked dishes I've ever had, but..."

Yuanxiang rubbed his stomach and said helplessly:

"I'm probably too tired. I don't have much of an appetite. I've only eaten so little, but I feel so full. I might not be able to stand the hunger after I rest for a while."

"Speaking of which, Gensho, how did you manage to exhaust yourself like that?"

When this topic came up, Hiroi Masazō curiously pressed for more information, since Genji's face had looked like he was about to die, which was quite frightening.

"Ah...this..."

Yuanxiang instinctively wanted to brush off the topic, after all, he felt a strange sense of shame about talking about what he had done.

But when the words were about to come out, he looked at Hiroi Shinzo and then at Tenkuji Takeru beside him. After thinking for a moment, he decided to tell them about his experiences during this period as simply as possible.

Yuanxiang didn't want them to take him as a role model; he just hoped to give them some confidence so that when they encounter difficulties in the future, if they remember the story they heard today and persevere a little longer, they might be able to overcome the difficulties.

"...Are you really eighteen years old like me?"

Upon hearing this, the three people at the table fell silent. Finally, it was Tenkuji Takeru who broke the silence, saying incredulously. Genji, in annoyed, tugged at his cheek and said:

"Of course it's eighteen! Don't even think about making me skip straight to twenty!"

"Are all young people these days so outrageous...?"

Watching Gengo and Tenkuji Takeru playfully fighting, Hino Eiji couldn't help but mutter a sigh. Hiroi Masazō, who was standing to the side, looked up and said, "Eiji, you're only in your early twenties." But then he thought that since he had become conscious, he probably hadn't even reached the infancy stage of a human, so he didn't say anything and continued eating.

I have to say, food you make yourself tastes especially... um... is this what a sense of accomplishment is? Human emotions are truly diverse, and the feeling of learning is really... wait, that's...!!