Masked Rider, but kindhearted

Don't do that kind of thing...

Tendo Souji frowned and waved to summon the Fantasy Drive Book but nothing happened.

He was now basically certain that this was a dream world.

“This is, truly terrible…”

He immediately wanted to strike himself with the sword. If he couldn't defeat "Nightmare Yuuka", killing himself would probably be an option...

However, things don't always go as planned.

The thorn memory in Ms. Yuka's chest glowed red, and the whole world fell apart in the bloody explosion.

He thought everything was over...

Suddenly, countless clothes were torn into pieces, and Miss Youhua, holding Snow Meringue, surrounded him and stuffed sweet cakes into his mouth.

Tendou Souji tasted pastries almost all night long. Even though he personally cherished food, no matter how sweet the food was, he would not be able to taste it continuously.

Even if the filling wasn't too sweet, my lips would still feel numb.

Miss Yuhua, with a devilish smile on her face, beat him to his knees and forcefully continued to stuff his mouth with homemade pastries, as if she would not stop until she stuffed him to death.

Until the end, even a strong physique like Tendō Souji could not hold on any longer - he was beaten to his knees, with a cloud on his head acting as a sack.

Although the cloud was very soft, wearing it all the time restricted his breathing. Moreover, his hand was forced into the warm swamp, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to pull out...

Even though he kept his lips tightly closed, Miss Yuka still insisted on putting pastries in. What was annoying was that the snow-white pastries were too smooth and soft. Even though he was obviously very full, they still kept seeping in through the gaps between his lips.

......

Tendo Souji suddenly woke up and found that the two of them were in a very bad posture, and Miss Yuka was looking at him with a mischievous smile.

"Ms. Yuka..." Tendo Souji guessed what the terrible nightmare last night was about in zero seconds without asking.

The girl's silk nightgown was rolled up and scattered, the quilt was full of wrinkles, and there were saliva marks on the pillow.

"Mr. Tiandao, oh ha~" A voice as moist as morning dew brushed past his ears, and Miss Yuhua hugged him lovingly as if she was staying in bed.

As she turned over, the nightgown on her lower abdomen immediately flowed down like melted butter. She wantonly stretched out her slender and tight legs and put them on his waist, her eyelashes stained with dreams trembling slightly: "Do you like the desserts I made myself..."

Miss Yuka's lips, stained like strawberry jam, puckered slightly, and her fingertips slyly hooked on his collar and rubbed it. When she turned over, two snow-colored clouds, gilded by the morning light, almost collided with his tense jaw, and a huge shadow blinded his eyes.

After some bargaining, although they were extremely reluctant, today was a very important day - Miss Yuka was going to perform a comeback dance, and the guy who was behind her would probably be unable to hold back.

......

"Ms. Yuka, there won't be a next time." Tendo Souji said righteously, and the nightmare and early morning scenes kept replaying and attacking his mind.

Ozawa Yuka put on a jerkish look, saying, "I know I was wrong, but I'll do it again next time." She smiled and hugged his arm, saying, "Mr. Tiandao is just like a child. He spilled milk everywhere after drinking it... It's reasonable for him to wipe his own saliva~"

"I'm not talking about that... Never mind." Tendo Souji hesitated to speak. This woman was the culprit, so naturally she understood - she was simply reaping the rewards of her prank, and preaching to her seemed completely useless.

"So, you mean the clothes?" Ozawa Yuka raised her eyes, looking thoughtful, "But my legs hurt, and the back zipper of my performance dress is difficult to fasten, so I have to trouble Mr. Tiandao..."

"That doesn't seem to be something that can be described as trouble..."

.......

Chapter 43 Don’t want that kind of thing!

Tendou Souji was speechless, feeling a sense of peace in his heart, as if he had escaped death.

"I will teach you a lesson next time." He looked serious. The girl hugged his arm, endured the pain in her legs and moved in small steps. She was hesitant and said something that almost made him unable to hold back. "Okay... So Mr. Tiandao is already looking forward to the next time... I will definitely be good and accept the lesson."

Amidst the noise, Tendo Souji rode his motorcycle and took the beautifully dressed Miss Yuka to the Fuuto Theater.

......

The staff behind the scenes were putting makeup on Miss Yuka and helping her with her outfit, while Tendo Souji and the detective master and apprentice were waiting in secret.

When the performance begins, Uncle Narumi will sit in the front row VIP seats with Shotarou, while he himself will hide in the props in front of the stage as a double insurance.

When it comes to fishing... you have to make the bait more attractive - Uncle Minghai's identity as a Kamen Rider has not been exposed to the public yet, which means that in the eyes of possible criminals, Miss Yuka is defenseless today.

"Brother Tiandao, I've asked around for you," Zuo Xiangtaro lowered his voice, looking around from time to time with a sneaky look, "Shroud is indeed your childhood sweetheart, but he's unwilling to reveal more secrets."

"Well, thank you very much." Tendo Souji nodded slightly, confirming the authenticity of the other party's identity was enough.

"Mr. Tiandao..." Ozawa Yuka came over and showed him her newly made makeup as if she was presenting a treasure. "How is it? Does it look good?"

Two dots of vermilion lip color on the snow-white face, and the eyebrows slanting into the temples, just like the "female face" in the Noh mask with mixed feelings of sadness and joy.

Well...it would be more suitable under the stage lights, but this heavy makeup, which is only slightly inferior to Kabuki, does not look as good as Ms. Yuka without makeup.

"It's okay." Tendo Souji gave a pertinent suggestion. The corresponding word would probably be 'not ugly', but seeing Miss Yuka's expectant eyes, it's better not to discourage her.

The preliminary work is ready, Uncle Narumi pulls Shotarou to the audience seats, while Tendo Souji hides in a prop fake tree. The tree has been specially treated so that he can observe the situation outside through a small hole.

The staff pushed the tree man version of Tiandao onto the stage as a background, and the music began to play. The sound of the shamisen strings was like rain hitting bamboo curtains, and suddenly the taiko drums roared like thunder falling in the distant mountains. As the prelude ended, taking advantage of the soothing transition music, Yuka Ozawa lifted her skirt and walked slowly onto the stage.

Miss Yuhua was wearing a black kimono with gold lines on the black furisode sleeves outlining layers of mountains. When she turned around, her sleeves surged like the night sea, and the scarlet belt knot at her waist trembled with her steps, like a camellia flower about to fall from a branch.

The toes touch the ground like a dragonfly touching the water, the tassels of the hairpin are still like condensed dew when the neck is slightly lowered, and every pause and the sound of the clogs on the ground match the rhythm of the accompaniment.

The warm light of paper lanterns casts a glow on the stage, and the dancers' pale figures are cast on the plain screen, stretching out into silhouettes like cranes soaring into the sky as they move.

To be honest, due to the limited viewing angle, Tendo Souji couldn't see the dance clearly, but it was still amazing enough.

When he put on this kimono for Miss Yuka in the morning, he never thought that she would be so charming when dancing.

When Ozawa Yuka spins, her skirt swirls into swirling falling cherry blossoms, and when she kneels and bends over, it looks like solidified ripples in a dry landscape garden.

The audience was in the audience, and during the interval of her dance, she knelt in front of the fake tree in the background and blew a seductive kiss to Tendo Souji who was hiding inside.

Then, she turned half her body again, and both Tendo Souji and the audience could only see her side.

"Is this so I can see her dancing..." Tendo Souji watched the dance intently, observing his surroundings with his peripheral vision, and rubbed his right hand on the hilt of the Thunder Sword.

He also knows a thing or two about dancing. Miss Youhua previously joked that her "dancing skills and acting skills are third-rate", but he now thinks that she was too modest.

Miss Youhua held a folding fan in her hand. When she turned around and jumped, the sandalwood fan bones suddenly unfolded, drawing a half-moon of coldness, and then slowly closed to her lips, covering up the unspoken sorrow in her eyes.

Different from Tang Wu's stunning peony, her movements are like chrysanthemum branches bearing the frost - with proud twists when stretching and half-withered edges hidden when contracting.

The other party's dancing skills are really solid, but as for his acting skills... he remained silent about it.

......

On the other side, in the audience, Jun Moriyama was wearing a black T-shirt and a baseball cap, disguised as an ordinary audience watching the performance.

He knew nothing about dancing. Under normal circumstances, he might have thought it was pretty, a bit dazzling and depressing, but now he couldn't muster up the desire to do so at all.

"That stinky bitch Ozawa Yuka...and that damn Kamen Rider!" He muttered to himself, his whole body trembling because of the perverted excitement of the upcoming action and the fear of being ambushed.

As a shameless and despicable salesman who is recognized as being cowardly and shameless, Jun Moriyama never puts himself in danger - at least that was the case before.

After being surpassed by his junior Sudo Kirihiko in terms of performance, the first thing he thought of was not to improve his own sales performance, but to flatter his boss Yazi and secretly guide Kamen Rider to Gaia Memory Processing Plant.

If Miss Yazi wins, he'll have done a great deed, win! If Kamen Rider wins, at least the factory won't be saved, but he can effectively combat Sudo, so he still wins!

It stands to reason that...

But a bad thing happened - after the main supplier's processing plant was destroyed, Miss Yazi actually arranged a new factory for Sudo Kirihiko to connect with!

You said it was for 'fair competition', fair competition you xx!

The way that Jun Moriyama has gotten to where he is today is by using tricks, selling out his brothers, and flattering his superiors!

'Fair play'? What a joke!

Sudo, this disgusting handsome guy, is indeed very capable. If he continues like this, he will take away the sales crown of this month again.

Although he was unwilling to accept this, Moriyama Jun's personality meant he'd stop there. How much was a sales champion worth? He already lived an elite life selling Gaia Memory. Why risk his life for this? He didn't think he could defeat Kamen Rider.

Unfortunately, sometimes the words people say will turn into boomerangs and hit them back.

For example, he once swore never to put himself in danger, for example... to please Miss Yazi, he boasted that "[Thorn Dopant] can easily defeat Kamen Rider, and he found a very suitable host for [Thorn Memory]..."

In short, he is now in a desperate situation where "if he doesn't act, he will die, but if he acts, he might have a glimmer of hope"...

When Moriyama Jun thought of the terrifying hybrid creature that was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, he had already anticipated the end of his life being torn into pieces by its claws... He became more determined.

"Don't do that! If you don't want to be punished by that thing..."

With a ferocious look on his face, he placed the Earth Drive on his waist and pulled out a purple-black memory stick.

This was specially granted by Lord Ryubei. If he could win, he might be able to marry into the family and rise to the top in one step!

......

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Chapter 44: Ace? Joker?

"henshin (transformation)!"

【Joker】!

The Ace Memory was inserted into the Earth Drive at his waist, and a raging black flame transformed from life energy burst out, surrounding him.

His entire body was covered in pitch-black armor, outlined by silver-white lines, and his triangular helmet had red eyes.

Moriyama Jun arched his back and growled, his joints crackling under the armor, and spikes suddenly grew on his shoulder armor, transforming him into a tall, armored ace hybrid.

Ace, come on!

[Joker] means both [Ace] and [Joker]. It can be said to be a memory with extreme duality. After transformation, it can enhance its own motor cells and fighting skills, and can rely on emotional outbursts to enhance its idealism.

Although Jun Moriyama thinks he has nothing to do with the ace, he and this memory are quite compatible.

Yuka Ozawa is still dancing on the field with a charming smile.

"Tsk!" He spat in dissatisfaction. This woman was the right person he had found with great difficulty. How could she get rid of her pain so easily?

"Now, it's time to teach the disobedient dancer a lesson." Moriyama Jun jumped up from the audience and kicked out.

And then... kicked a sword.

"Kamen Rider?!"

"I surrender!" Moriyama Jun slid to his knees, almost crying, "I was forced into this!"

He can't even beat the eldest lady, so how can he deal with her?

What a joke!

Of course, at this time, he has to use the invincible skills of the older generation of Gaia memory salesmen that he has relied on to survive until now... If you can't beat them, surrender!

Playing the victim, shifting the blame, cheating, playing the clown... Although he is not an ace, he is confident that no one can match him in this aspect of clown!

Tendo Souji split the fake tree and jumped out, steadily catching the flying kick of the black impurity. It was a bit unexpected that the opponent surrendered so easily.

However...it's so big!

Some things cannot be solved by surrendering.

"A question—" Tendo Souji slowly approached, using the Magic Lamp Book and Shark Book in one hand to transform, and pointed the Thunder Sword at the opponent's throat, "Have you ever killed a human?"

"Hehe, you're such a naive kid! You don't even know my identity, so can you find evidence to support your fabricated story?"

Moriyama Jun was ecstatic, but he still maintained a respectful posture: "Of course not, I was forced to cause trouble, otherwise I would be killed!"

He had already thought it through. He would wait for the man to let down his guard, preferably the moment he finished transforming, and then launch a sneak attack!

"In that case, as punishment for interrupting the performance—" Tendō Souji sheathed the Thunder Sword, triggered the fatal strike, and squatted slightly to gather strength. "First, I'll shatter your memory, and then hand you over to the police."

【Rider kick】!

Tendo Souji leaped up, transformed into a golden flash, and kicked down diagonally.

"Why is this man playing by his own rules... Even if he surrenders, he's going to get killed?!"

Moriyama Jun rolled over to avoid it and looked at the big hole on the stage with lingering fear. If he was hit by it, he would lose half his life if not die.

"You don't seem to be behaving in a very honest way?" Tiandao Zongsi clapped his hands and drew the Thunder Sword from his waist again. "Are you ready to die now?"