Started from the creation of Kamen Rider

As long as the director is willing to take the pressure, it will be easy to deal with the questioning from the higher-ups. After all, the police are portrayed in a positive light this time, and he is confident that he is able to protect his son. The media will be easier to deal with, as he can just make up a lie about everything, but...

What Hattori Ren'ya feared the most at this moment was actually the hidden supernatural power.

What if a supernatural force sets its sights on your son?

This is what makes people worry...

......

However, at the same time.

Hua Jianyuan, who had created the illusion of the existence of supernatural forces but was completely unaware of it, was actually in a state of confusion at this moment.

No, what’s going on?

Because she had been investigating the Ikebukuro case at night and had to secretly escort Su Su to work in the morning, Hua Jianyuan was always sleep-deprived, so she was catching up on sleep during the day.

After all, Huajianyuan thought that since the extraordinary forces in Tokyo wanted to hide themselves, they would not do anything in broad daylight, right?

But what I never expected was...

How come when I woke up, it was like I had traveled to a parallel world?

Three superpowered people were fighting in Kita-Ayase? Multiple media outlets were reporting live? There was even an overhead shot from the NHK news helicopter?

what?

What happened to the promise to hide myself? How did I expose myself directly?

Also, Hua Jianyuan felt that the three people in the news video were inexplicably familiar, and it was not until the end that he realized that they all wore a belt around their waists when they were fighting - and Hua Jianyuan had clearly seen this belt on the official supernatural person that night!

At that time, Hua Jianyuan was wondering what the official extraordinary person relied on to obtain his extraordinary power. Now it seems that it is basically certain that it is that kind of belt - so, is it an official exclusive or something else?

Could it be that these three people are actually official extraordinary people?

So what is this? Internal strife? Or...defection?

Hua Jianyuan, who had just woken up and had messy hair, sat on the bed, checked the news on her mobile phone, then looked at the world outside the window, and suddenly fell into a state of confusion.

What is this!

025. The Eleventh Person: The Chosen Knight [Thanks to the book friend Feng for the reward]

In fact, Su Su is as confused as Huajianyuan.

In fact, Su Su, who had just returned home after eating the melon, was still confused. This was the first time that Su Su, who had always thought that everything was under his control, had the same problem as Huajianyuan next door.

What is this?

No, Chuntian Zhengyi forced Su Su to accept three doses of berserker medicine with his mortal body. After all, the three doses were reduced doses, and three doses were roughly equivalent to one full berserker medicine injection. I assumed that you were gifted and your body could withstand it, but...

What's with that nice-looking white armor on him?

Why didn't I?

After returning home, Su Su looked at the berserk potion he carried with him again and again, and even gave himself a dose and tried hard, but no matter what, he could not make a handsome set of armor like Haruta Masayoshi.

so......

It's obviously my thing, but someone else is better at it than me?

In a trance, Su Su had a vague feeling that he was possessed by a minotaur. It was clearly my thing, but I showed my most unreserved side to someone else...

Damn Minotaur, die!

Su Su, who had transformed into a furious god of pure love, wanted to develop his own things in detail on the spot. However, no matter how hard he tried, the effect that the berserk drug could bring to him was only a strengthening effect on his body. There was no sign of the so-called armor or other things showing up.

It's like no matter how hard you try, she just says "oh" casually as if to get it over with, with no expression on her face.

So in the end, the incompetent God of Pure Love collapsed to the ground...

......

Ahem, Su Su is actually neither a Tauren fan nor a pure love fan. Su Su is simply a bitch...

However, after some trouble, Su Su actually had a guess, that is, the thing that appeared on Chuntian Zhengyi's body after three strengthenings actually came from his own talent.

After all, Su Su was very clear about the effect of the berserker drug. It was simply a physical strengthening without any other effects. In theory, Haruta Masayoshi was just an ordinary human being, and his body was completely unable to withstand almost a full dose of the drug. According to Su Su's calculations, if the belt was pushed three times in a row, the cumulative effects would be enough to cause an ordinary human's body to collapse.

But he was able to bear it, so does this mean that at that moment, at least in terms of physical endurance, he had truly approached or even reached extraordinary levels?

So, the white armor that emerged from his body might be his own extraordinary ability?

Does this mean that "supernormal" is not just "destined" like himself or the female hero Asada Shino, but that mortals can also forcibly enter the supernormal realm through certain means?

Then my own berserk medicine...

In fact, it can also be used to develop mortals and give them a chance to become extraordinary?

The effect of the berserk drug wore off. Feeling the slight tearing sensation brought about by the strengthening in his body, as well as the rapidly recovering numbness, Su Su lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, shocked by his own bold idea.

If his idea is true, it means that Su Su can actually form his own "supernatural force" - no longer a pseudo-supernatural who uses a belt to pretend to be a ghost, but a real supernatural!

Of course, blatantly forming a power is obviously too ostentatious, so the best way is actually...

Create more Kamen Riders, and then those who are qualified will naturally stand out!

"Huh... Looks like the Second Generation Knight Plan needs to start moving soon... But I still have to contact my eleventh knight first and give myself a legitimate identity."

"Oh, by the way, there is also the female warrior Asada Shino. Since we have not figured out how to treat her, then maybe we can let her become the first second-generation female knight..."

Slowly raising one hand with five fingers spread out towards the ceiling, Su Su actually didn't know why he made this move. He just subconsciously wanted to move. But when he saw his slender and long fingers seemed to cover the entire ceiling, Su Su slowly clenched his palm and took a deep breath.

Perhaps, this is what it feels like to be a qualified villain...

......

......

The heated discussion about "super powers" has lasted for three days and there is no sign of it abating.

The press conference promised by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has yet to be held, but it seems that the fire keeps burning brighter and brighter. Suddenly, people are discussing the incident of the super power person on the streets, on TV networks, and even on various variety shows, and are freely expressing their speculations.

But all this has nothing to do with Kenta.

"Lost, lost little kitty...where is your home..."

At the door of the postal sorting warehouse, humming a nursery rhyme with a light and cheerful rhythm, Kenta Kishibe skillfully put the bundled mail items into the back seat and basket of the bicycle with his left hand, then took a rope and tied them up one by one. Finally, after shaking it to make sure they were all firmly tied, Kenta reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then turned around and greeted loudly to the warehouse.

"Brother Oda! I've got everything ready. I'm going to deliver the goods!"

"Oh! Be careful on the road!"

"I know, I'm an experienced worker and I won't drop any mail on the floor!"

While responding to U, Kenta got on the bicycle, grabbed the handlebar with his left hand and started pedaling. Suddenly, a sturdy man with sweat on his forehead and a tattered half-open uniform on his upper body came out from the warehouse behind him, cursing and laughing.

"You little brat, I'm telling you to be careful. There's nothing fragile in your car. It's not a big deal if you drop it!"

"I know, I know! I'm leaving!"

With a push of his feet, the car sped away. Kenta shook his head in response. Behind Kenta, Oda, who was standing at the door of the warehouse, watched Kenta disappear around the corner of the street. The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then he sighed softly.

Kenta, this kid...

Kenta Kishibe had his right hand amputated due to an accidental electric shock when he was a child, leaving him with only his left hand.

Kenta's parents divorced when he was very young, and the young Kenta was given to his mother. However, Kenta's mother always felt that Kenta was a burden that prevented her from remarrying, and she was always indifferent to Kenta, which indirectly led to Kenta's accidental electric shock when he was unattended.

After losing an arm, Kenta was obviously even more unwelcome. His mother even started not to come home for several days at a time, leaving Kenta to starve alone at home. Finally, Kenta's grandmother couldn't bear it anymore and took Kenta in to raise him. This way, the poor child was saved from the tragedy of starving to death.

But perhaps God could not bear to see the misfortune that this child has endured. Although Kenta lacked parental love since childhood and had only one arm, he had a grandmother who loved him very much and a group of friendly neighbors. His disability did not cause Kenta to be discriminated against. Under the guidance of his kind neighbors, the neighborhood children would take the initiative to help Kenta, play games with him, and have fun together.

So Kenta, who grew up surrounded by such kindness and love, also possessed a kind and optimistic character.

In fact, Oda was Kenta's childhood playmate - but because he was nearly ten years older than Oda, Oda played more of the role of a dignified and reliable brother, so when Kenta grew up, Oda simply asked him to work as a postman with him.

Although it is a bit hard, at least it is a job that can support one's life and it is stable.

Kenta was indeed hard-working and down-to-earth, and was recognized by all his colleagues. Although he could only deliver some mail that was easy to carry because he had only one hand, he never made any mistakes.

So much so that everyone who knows him can't help but feel sorry for him - such a good child, why did God treat him so harshly...

But in fact, Kenta never felt that he was treated harshly by God.

My grandmother is still in good health and can still grow fruits and vegetables by herself. The neighbors who watched me grow up are all safe and sound, and the relationship is as harmonious and friendly as before. Although my childhood playmates are now separated, they still keep in touch and their feelings are as deep as before...

What more do you want?

How can God give a person more happiness?

Not to mention that not long ago, Ling Tian once again used his cold love on himself - a knight's belt.

Although Kenta didn't pay much attention to the turmoil surrounding the super-powered person, he still heard about it because it was so popular. Therefore, Kenta knew very well what the belt he accidentally obtained meant.

As long as I am willing to reveal my identity as a person with super powers, fame, wealth, status, and even love will come to me. I will enjoy everything that only big shots like Oda and the uncles and aunts in the neighborhood can enjoy. I will no longer have to work hard delivering mail every day, ride a bicycle in the sun, get wet in the rain, or slip in the snow...

But Kenta doesn't want to live that kind of life.

Kenta always remembered what his grandmother said to him: when a person keeps his feet on the ground, neither the wind nor the snow can easily blow him away or make him slip. But if he floats high in the sky like a kite, he will be blown away by the wind.

Although he only completed compulsory education, Kenta knew very well that if he became a kite, when he was blown away by the wind, what would disappear along with his own string would be all his most precious and beautiful things.

Grandma, neighbors, childhood playmates...

Even if I am lucky enough to fall back one day, everything I lost will never come back with me.

So Kenta never planned to be a kite.

But sometimes, it seems inevitable that some...

Backfired.

He was waiting for his bicycle with a grunt. When he saw the identical man in black robe appear in his sight for the third time, Kenta stopped the bike with sorrow, then looked at the man in black robe with a frown.

"What can I do for you?"

026. The Double Belt Knight and a Change of Plan

In fact, when giving away the eleventh belt, Su Su had thought that the child who got the last belt would most likely not be involved in all this mess - he was a child who looked down-to-earth and steady, and the most likely thing he would do was probably to use the power given by the belt at work, rather than committing crimes or punishing evil.

Before coming here, Su Su also seriously considered how to formulate his plan if there were only nine first-generation knights.

But what Su Su could never have imagined was that, judging from the signs on Kishibe Kenta, apart from the initial use of the belt out of curiosity, Kishibe Kenta actually... never used the belt again! ?

He would rather carry the mail with one hand and sweat profusely than use a belt to make it easier for himself?

so......

"Why? Why don't you use the power of the belt?"

After stopping Kenta Kishibe's car, Su Su observed Kenta Kishibe for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask this question that confused himself extremely.

What if you don't use this energy for anything else? Even if you just use it for work, to make yourself feel more relaxed?

According to Su Su's prior investigation, Kenta Kishibe is not a stupid or stubborn child, so why is he unwilling to use the power of the belt?

On the other side, while Su Su was asking questions in confusion, Kenta Kishibe was actually observing Su Su.

Kenta Kishibe surprisingly did not show any vigilance or resistance towards Su Su, the black-robed man who suddenly appeared with strong suspicious signs - the only thing he was worried about was that if he was delayed too long, he would not be able to deliver the mail to the owner on time.

Of course, Kenta Kishibe himself was very clear that the reason he was noticed by such a magical being was obviously because of the belt he obtained accidentally. If he didn't communicate well with the man in black robe, he might have been following him all the time, and even some misunderstandings might have arisen.

That's why Kenta Kishibe stopped the car.

However, just as Su Su was surprised that Kishibe Kenta didn't use the belt, Kishibe Kenta, who thought he would be questioned about the origin of the belt and even planned to hand it over, unexpectedly discovered that this black-robed man...

What he was concerned about was why he didn't use a belt.

"Why not use a belt? Because it's not necessary..."

He supported the bike with his feet on the ground, scratched his hair with his left hand, and looked at Su Su with a little confusion. Kenta Kishibe's expression was as if Su Su was asking him why he drank water when he was thirsty and ate when he was hungry.

"Although the work is indeed hard, I am fully capable of doing it. Even with only one hand, I can deliver the mail safely and on time to the consignee. These are things I can do anyway, so why should I use a belt?"

"...But if you use a belt, won't it be easier? You can save energy, move more, and deliver faster."

Although his entire body was hidden in darkness, Su Su's peaceful but confused voice came out from under the hood. If you put aside his strange attire, it would have sounded like two friends discussing a problem in a gentle manner.

Then Kenta shook his head gently and gave a gentle smile.

"It's not like that, Mr. Jiu. I know very well that if I had more strength, I would be able to move things faster and pedal harder. After I deliver the goods I'm supposed to deliver, I'll want to make more money to send to grandma in my spare time. I'll deliver to farther places, do more mail, and ride faster..."

"But I am still me. I just have the power to lift the mail, but I can't guarantee that the mail in areas I don't know will still be delivered accurately. When I pedal hard and just want to ride faster, I may fall on the road and damage the mail..."