Knight Asylum

"Put it on me!"

Looking at the elevator gradually going up, Kiryu Sento scratched the hair on the back of his head.

"Because Red has lost the ability to transform into Kuuga and his previous deterrent power, the government can no longer bear the loneliness and is ready to take action. This time, hunting the native species of Ophiino is a test, Battle Rabbit, you think so, right?"

Kurim put down the belt in his hand and spoke.

"Red is not stupid. You can't hide it from him. He may have guessed it."

Kiryuu Sento paused for a short while before lowering his head.

"Of course I know that, but I don't want him to be stressed out. It's never his responsibility."

"That being said—"

Kurim sighed, put his hands in the pockets on both sides of his white coat, and tilted his head to look at the mountain of research materials on the side.

"Battle Rabbit, you should understand better than anyone else that this has nothing to do with whether it's his responsibility or not."

Kiryuu Sento opened his mouth, smiled bitterly, and did not refute.

"Wouldn't it be enough if we could just restore his transformation ability?"

At this time, Danrito, who had been typing on the keyboard, raised his head and spoke slowly.

"This is not, it's impossible."

"...That's true, but before that, we still have to capture the time-space bug first," Kiryuu Battle Rabbit looked up and thought for a while, then nodded heavily, turned around, pulled down the blackboard, took out a marker and started writing and drawing on the blackboard at high speed.

"According to the existing information, the space-time worm that Tendo Souji is using now is very likely to come from a future that has been covered up, and was created completely by a bug-like method."

"So the most troublesome thing about the space-time worm is that it is separated from time itself and is not affected by time. The moment it is completed, it can exist at any time. It is meaningless to destroy one. Every space-time worm that appears is the original body, and each original body can give birth to countless slices."

"But... we also can't destroy all the space-time worms in the timeline in one go," Kurim frowned.

"I have an idea, but it requires the wisdom of all of us—"

Kiryuu Sento started writing and drawing on the blackboard, and a simple model was gradually completed. Kurim and Danrito raised their chins and moved forward at the same time.

The next morning, Yuji Kiba, still dressed as a college student, came to Reid's office.

Yuji Kiba's family is very wealthy. Although his parents are not world-class entrepreneurs, they are also well-known, so Yuji Kiba has seen a lot of the world.

But even so, Yuji Kiba was still shocked by Reid's huge and somewhat oversized office.

"Hey - Kiba, how did you sleep last night?" Reid supported his chin with his left hand and waved his right hand at Kiba Yuji with a smile.

"You slept well. Um, did something good happen?" Kiba Yuji was a little curious.

"Eh? Is it that obvious? Listen to me—"

"Snapped--"

Before Red could finish his words, Qiao slapped him on the back of the head.

Seeing Qiao strangling Red's neck in embarrassment, Kiba Yuji immediately understood what kind of good thing it was. He was very tactful and stopped asking questions and changed the subject to prevent Red from being strangled to death.

"About the man who attacked me yesterday..."

"Ahem - about this matter," Red sat up straight, "we have some clues and plan to confirm it tonight."

"Um! Is there anything I can help you with?" Kiba Yuji asked anxiously.

Reid was stunned, his eyes softened a little, "Kiba, I appreciate your kindness, but this is a very dangerous thing to do. Your life has just begun."

"Last night, I thought about it for a long time - how should I live next? What kind of person should I become? I didn't find the answer."

Kiba Yuji raised his hand and clasped his left elbow, his eyes tilted to the side.

During the two years he was asleep, the world changed dramatically, and yet it seemed... nothing had happened.

He also found out a lot about Reed, Zhinao Group, and Selvi Turia on the Internet.

It was so outrageous that he once suspected that he had not woken up yet.

"Reid, you guys...are doing the right thing."

Kiba Yuji lowered his hand and met Red's eyes.

It was not a question, but a certain tone that made Red understand that the young man in front of him already had his own ideas.

"I want to help you, no...please let me help!"

Kiba Yuji put down his right hand and bent down towards Reid, with no hesitation or confusion in his tone anymore.

"Thank you for your trust," Reid stood up and walked to Yuji Kiba, raised his hand and patted Yuji Kiba on the shoulder to help him up.

"I know you want to help, but not yet. You don't understand your own power yet—"

Kiba Yuji is a very pure person. If someone says he believes something, he will believe it with all his heart, so when Kiba Yuji says he wants to help, he is serious.

But putting aside the fact that he awakened into Ophino, Yuji Kiba is essentially a young man in his early twenties, and Red does not want Yuji Kiba to fight.

"How about this, I will ask Takuma and the others to arrange training for you to get used to the power of Ophieno. When you are able to use your power skillfully... I will need your help with some things."

Seeing that Red rejected Yuji Kiba, he was a little anxious, but after listening to Red's explanation, Yuji Kiba calmed down.

"I see!"

"Oh - I'm optimistic about you -"

After watching Kiba Yuji leave, Qiao said, "He looks very motivated. What if he really passes the training?"

"Of course it's as I said. I'll leave some things to you--"

Reid put his hands behind his head.

"Our battle will inevitably encounter all kinds of doubts. I don't want young people with only hot blood to enter such a muddy battlefield, but..."

"If the other party is prepared, it would be rude for me to refuse."

"…You talk like you're an old man. You're the same age as Kiba Yuuji," Takumi couldn't help but complain.

"Ah... Come to think of it, how old are you?"

"Eighteen... um—"

Qiao answered subconsciously, but by the time she reacted and wanted to cover her mouth, it was already too late.

Chapter 942: I won’t wear a short skirt!

Qiao is a casual person, so she never thinks it is shameful to reveal her age, but if she is in front of Red, she will feel ashamed.

"You are younger than me."

"What's the problem?! Are you still trying to act like an elder?"

"You are younger than me, but you want to attack me at night. How bold—"

"Night, night attack!?" Sonoda Mari suddenly stood up and widened her eyes.

"What is...a night attack?" Fumu Li tilted his head, not understanding why Sonoda Mari was so excited.

"Uh... Night Raid is, that—"

Facing the mirror-like eyes of Dimu Kei, Sonoda Mari blushed, bent down and whispered in Dimu Kei's ear.

His eyes, which were originally as clear as a mirror, were covered with mist, and Di Muli lowered his head with a red face.

"Hey! Please don't make some weird interpretations without permission! It's not what you think it is!"

It took nearly half an hour for Qiao to finally make Sonoda Mari and Fueki Riki understand that this night raid was different from the other night raids.

On the street, Qiao became more and more angry and raised his fist to hit Red on the back of the head.

"But it's your fault!"

Qiao could see that although Sonoda Mari and Fueki Koyomi said they understood and were sorry, they had misunderstood, there was a kind of shyness in their eyes, as if... her night attack on Reid was not a surprise.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault—"

Red raised his hands above his head and accepted the complaints.

"but why?"

"...What are you doing? I want to help. Is that not okay?" Qiao's eyes flickered and he turned his eyes away. The fist that was knocking on the back of Red's head also loosened little by little.

"Well - well, what kind of identity do you want?" Red blinked and adjusted his cap. "Battle Rabbit can forge a death certificate at any time."

"...Whatever," Qiao put his hands in his pockets and let out a breath, "It's just information for fishing anyway, it's not real."

"Hmm - how about my childhood sweetheart who got into a car accident and fell into a coma for two and a half years, had his heart stop beating, and suddenly appeared the next day?"

"Hey, hey, hey - you're just simply plagiarizing Kiba! And who is your childhood sweetheart?!"

"Eh - how about a drop from the sky? He suddenly got sick while riding a roller coaster, suffered cardiac arrest, and was confirmed dead, but showed up the next day as if nothing had happened."

As he spoke, Red stretched out his hand and gestured between himself and Qiao.

Qiao frowned and thought for a while, then let out a breath, accepted Red's setting, and then put his hands on his hips and complained unhappily.

"Shouldn't you be running around screaming now?"

"Huh? Why?"

Red's question stumped Qiao.

Qiao recalled the terrified expression on Chie Morishita's face when she faced Yuji Kiba. Just as she was about to speak, she found that Red's face had moved closer, almost touching hers.

"Normally, shouldn't I be happy? The person I love is not dead, but appears in front of me alive and kicking."

"So - don't rely on -"

Qiao subconsciously raised her hand and pressed it on Red's face, trying to push Red's face away, but Qiao quickly reacted and her eyes widened in surprise.

the person I like?

"Well, time to disguise yourself--"

Red grinned and took Qiao's wrist and strode forward. Qiao, who had not yet come to her senses, could only be pulled forward.

Soon they came to a clothing store.

"Let me see - hmm - this one looks nice -"

Seeing that Red was choosing clothes with great interest, Qiao let out a helpless sigh and raised his eyes.

"I won't wear a skirt like that, forget it."

Reid shuddered, and after a brief pause, she put her skirt back on very naturally.

"I was just looking at the fabric. Hmm, it's worthy of being an [S.L] garment. The fabric is really good."

“Don’t look at those high heels over there.”

"Oops - I was just looking at the scarf."

After several attempts, Red fell silent as he looked at the spacious outfit in his hands that could not be told whether it was worn by a man or a woman. Qiao rolled his eyes and took the clothes and was about to go to the checkout.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

In a hurry, Reid pulled Qiao into the locker room, slammed the door shut, raised his hand and patted Qiao's shoulder heavily. His sincere eyes made Qiao subconsciously hug her arms tightly.

"What, what are you doing!"

"It's a coincidence. There's no point in fighting if we're recognized, right?"

Qiao frowned, "I know, that's why I buy clothes here."

"…Is there any difference between this and what you usually wear?" Reid couldn't help but complain.

"What does it matter?"

"No, no, no, what I mean is, can't we tell who it is at a glance? The concealment is zero!"

“…Hey, please stop making me sound like a weirdo with weird clothes!”

He raised his eyebrows unhappily.

"Then could you at least get clothes in your size?" Red slumped his shoulders.

"I call this size freedom—"

Qiao grinned and looked down at the clothes in his hands, then turned to look at the mirror. The person in the mirror had nothing to do with a weirdo, but he did look depressed and listless because the clothes were too loose and the color was dull.

Maybe I do need to change.

The moment this thought came to mind, Qiao instinctively resisted.