The perverted knight also wants to protect the world

The perverted knight also wants to protect the world

Author: It's not yoooo dream

Summary:

On the streets of Akihabara, a strange man exuding evil spirits was wreaking havoc.

"Uooohhh! Pretty girl! Give me a pretty girl!"

The weirdo roared and rushed directly towards a cosplayer girl.

"The wrong heart leads to depravity. How pitiful."

Izumi Kan'aya sighed, stood in front of the young lady, took out a sexy pink belt and placed it around his waist.

"HenShin!!!"

[UMP45, Saratoga, Altria Pendragon (Original Saber)]

【Attribute energy is loaded, element attributes are confirmed.】

[Rare value, the power of flat breasts! ]

[Kamen Rider Takumi, world-pacifying form!!!]

"Then I will correct your mind!"

(Experienced world: (original world) Daily Anime World - Type-Moon Singularity: Spiritual Forgotten Dark World - re: Creator - Reversal of the Spirits' Date A Live -???)

(Original Kamen Rider, the author is a rookie who has just started Kamen Rider, please be gentle if there are any inaccuracies in the settings)

Masked Rider Home Rider

Chapter 1: I Got the Knight's Belt

"Rush!!!"

On TV, the giant of light standing tall on the earth loudly responded to the expectations of his teammates and defeated the last enemy with his ultimate move.

The young man with black hair and black eyes was sitting on the sofa, staring at the scene on the screen intently.

His clenched fists and pupils that seemed to be sparkling with stars showed how excited he was at the moment.

It was not until the words "The End" appeared on the screen that he gradually calmed down.

drip-

The phone on the table rang and someone sent a message to his Line.

The note is the contact person of "Teacher":

[Knight, are you busy now? ]

Looking at the message on the phone, the boy tilted his head and moved his fingers quickly on the screen.

[What's wrong, teacher? Is there anything wrong? (Watching TV)]

[Um, I have something to do recently... (Zeta?)]

It turned out to be the case.

Seeing the message sent by the other party, the boy smiled knowingly.

He already knew why the other party came to see him.

Tap your fingers gently:

[No problem, tell me what's left? (Oh!)]

[Well, all that’s left is coloring. (Oh!)]

[No problem, leave it to me. ]

[Thank you so much, I will send you the manuscript later! ]

Putting down his phone, the boy stretched and stood up from the sofa.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he picked up his phone and clicked on another contact on Line, which had the note "Gagurula" on it.

[Gagurusan, congratulations on the completion of Zeta, it is a very exciting Ultraman. 】

After sending the message, the boy no longer cared whether the other party had seen it and walked towards the toilet in his slippers.

After running the water a little, the boy who was washing his hands in front of the sink raised his head, looked at the very familiar face in the mirror, and sighed.

"It's been seventeen years."

he said.

It has been seventeen years since I came into this world.

He is not from this world, but comes from another world not too different from the present, where he is a very ordinary failed novelist.

One day when I was out on the street looking for inspiration, suddenly a huge truck out of control rushed towards me.

Although he tried his best to dodge, the truck seemed to be fascinated by his handsome appearance and chased him closely, wanting to make a close contact with him.

As a result, his normal life fell through.

Then he met a man who claimed to be the God of the Second Dimension, who said he had taken a fancy to him and wanted to reincarnate him into another world.

So, he came to this world and changed his nationality.

"Really? You have to provide the full reincarnation service, but you didn't even give me a golden finger."

He sighed and said with an unhappy look on his face.

I'm not complaining, I'm just complaining about how time travelers like them, whose performance is boosted by large trucks, all have golden fingers as standard.

In the end, he had nothing left except a handsome face and the family he had in his previous life.

By the way, his parents also died in a car accident several years ago, and now only he and his sister are left to depend on each other.

Thinking of this, he once again lamented that the gods were so useless that they didn't even give him a golden finger to make his and his sister's lives better.

"What? I really want to hear someone say that this God is handsome!"

Suddenly, a dazzling white light appeared, causing the boy to close his eyes involuntarily.

When he opened his eyes again, the scenery around him had changed.

It was no longer the familiar toilet, but looked like a very large bedroom.

There is a soft big bed, pink-themed walls, and a computer on the desk that is obviously of very high configuration, but of course this is not the most eye-catching thing.

The most eye-catching and unforgettable things are naturally the figures, light novels and comics that fill the entire cabinet, as well as the posters of various beautiful girls that almost cover the walls.

This taste is too strong!

In the center of the room, a young man wearing Gokawa Kotori's pain clothes was floating in the air with his legs crossed, squinting at him.

I have to say that this man is very handsome. Not just ordinary handsome, but the kind of handsome that makes you know at first glance that "Oh, this person is not ordinary."

Combined with the soft glow emanating from the other person's body, he really looks like a god.

Of course, this excludes the surrounding environment and the other person's attire.

"Long time no see, Wangye... No, I should call you Izumi Mikiya-kun now."

The man spoke slowly, his voice soft and comfortable.

He called the boy's name in this life, Izumi Kan'ya.

As for the previous life, although the name was exactly the same, he was not a Taoist priest who mastered one of the Eight Great Skills.

"Long time no see... You haven't been spying on me, have you?"

Izumi Kan'ya looked at the man with disgust.

Otherwise, why would he come to me as soon as I mentioned him?

"How could that be? You're not a pretty girl."

The man also looked at Izumi Kan'aya with disdain.

Although he has a good-looking face that looks good in women's clothing, he refuses to wear transvestite clothes. He still likes cute-looking two-dimensional beauties.

"Really? So, what do you want from me? Don't tell me you have a change of heart and want to give me a golden finger."

Although he was the benefactor who helped him reincarnate, Izumi Kan'ye asked bluntly.

It’s not that he didn’t feel grateful, but the way the other person was dressed made it difficult for him to respect him.

Besides, it has been more than ten years, and he doesn't think anything good will happen if the other party suddenly comes to him.

"Haha, you guessed it right, this god is here to give you the golden finger."

The man snapped his fingers and said with a grin.

"How about it? Are you touched? That's right, come and thank me for my generosity!"

"So, what's the truth?"

"Um, this world is in danger, please save me~"

Izumi Kan'ya looked at the man who suddenly fell to the ground and knelt down in front of him with a pair of dead fish eyes.

His eye twitched slightly and he turned and walked towards the door.

"I want to go back."

"Come on, young man, at least listen to me~"

The man rushed over, hugged Izumi Kan'ye's thighs, and spoke with tears and snot.

Ah~ My snot has rubbed onto my pants, so disgusting~!

Izumi Kan'aya also showed an expression of great disgust.

He is not a germaphobe, but everyone would find this kind of thing disgusting.

Seeing that the man seemed like he would not let go if he stayed, he rubbed his forehead with a headache.

"Okay, okay, tell me what happened. Don't tell me your WiFi is disconnected, or I'll really kick you."

"Hey, thank you very much."

The man got up from the ground and sat down upright as if nothing had happened.

His silver pupils stared at Izumi Kan'ye who was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Let me make it short. There is an evil god who has set his sights on this world. I am no match for him with my own strength, so I hope you, Izumi, can help me."

Looking at the man's serious expression, Izumi Kanye lowered his crossed legs.

He knew that although the guy in front of him was a bit unreasonable, he would not deliberately joke with him about such a thing.

Then what the other party said should be true, but...

"Why did you pick on me? I'm just an ordinary person."

He is not some big shot who hides his true identity and pretends to be an ordinary person to experience life.

Whether in the previous life or this life, he and Izumi Kan'aya have always been ordinary human beings.

It was a bit too ridiculous to suddenly tell him that he had to help a god fight another god.

"Yes, you are just an ordinary person. Apart from the memories of your previous life, you don't have any special powers. But now I can only rely on you... Hehe, I am really useless. I actually let a child save me."

The man lowered his head and laughed at himself.

Izumi Kan'aya looked at the man who suddenly felt lost and scratched his neck.

After taking a look at the surroundings that were out of place but very realistic, full of otaku atmosphere, he finally sighed.

"Anyway, it's not impossible to help you, but just like you said, I'm an ordinary person, you have to give me the power to become stronger."

"Hey, boy, are you willing to help me?"