I want to become a Kamen Rider

Thunder roared, and wind and rain raged.

The pink night the girl had imagined never came; instead, an unexpected battle ensued.

However, the first to confront the monster were not the young boy and girl inside the room, but Fan Kang's two "bodyguards" who had been lying in wait.

"Thanks, Hikigaya."

Three hundred meters from the Hiiragi family's residence, in the shadows, the rain intensified, the cold water washing over the ground and pooling into muddy streams in the low-lying areas. Azusagawa Sakuta leaned against the cold wall, raindrops dripping from his hair. A hissing static crackled from the headset of his tactical walkie-talkie.

A hand holding a soda can was extended in front of him.

"You really like this brand. If you keep going like this, everyone will probably get infected with your 'Max coffee addiction' soon."

"Don't make it sound like my liking for sweeter coffee is a disease."

He downed his coffee in one gulp, then smashed the empty can on the floor with a crisp sound.

He stomped the empty can flat, took a deep breath, and strode towards the rain-shrouded street ahead.

Sakuta Azusagawa walked forward and raised his arm. He had learned this move from a senior, but he couldn't summon flames to become a dazzling light in the long night. The light he emitted when he transformed was not much, just a little bit.

He reached into his robes and pulled out the phone that the Knight Seed had materialized. His fingertips rapidly typed commands on the buttons, then decisively placed the phone into the driver on his waist.

“Standing By…” A cold, electronic voice rang out.

"Complete!"

Golden photon blood gushed from the belt's core, spreading rapidly like a living thing, covering the entire body. The light wasn't dazzling, but possessed a calm, solid quality, quickly outlining the armor's contours. The light subsided, and Kamen Rider Kaiser—the golden warrior—stood tall.

Without any hesitation, he swung his hands and the Caesar Blade was already in his grasp. He raised the muzzle and pointed it precisely at the three-colored monster in the distance, which stood out conspicuously in the night and exuded an ominous aura.

The monster stood in the rainy night, much larger than a normal person. Its twisted armor displayed a sickly, mottled coloration, a mixture of dark green, pitch black, and silver-gray. It asked the newcomer with some curiosity:

"You're the henchmen of that man who has neither a past nor a future?"

"He is a junior."

The two guns in his hands burst into flames.

A strong wind surged, forming a wind wall.

The energy blast struck the wind wall with a dull thud, sending up a shower of sparks and dissipating energy, but it couldn't penetrate even a fraction of the barrier.

Judging from its appearance, it should be a monster that corresponds to the W monsters Rikka and Touka, so its abilities can be easily deduced.

The wisdom of observing the opponent in time on the battlefield and forming inferences for combat was taught to him by that person, but he never used it when he was fighting.

Having returned from an unknown ordeal, he lost the power to become Kuuga once more.

"The wind, and the protective wall."

Sakuta Azusagawa silently recited this in his mind.

The monster, however, seemed utterly smug and laughed loudly:

"Junior? Then the gap between you is quite large."

The energy blasts hit the wind wall, only causing a few sparks. Fortunately, they had received an order from the administration before arriving, allowing them to evacuate the public in advance and make a slightly bigger noise.

Although influenced by his seniors, he has no interest in politicians, but Governor Sawai of Chiba is indeed a good person.

The fact that this evacuation order, which could potentially impact urban development, was approved so quickly shows that he prioritizes human lives over political achievements.

He kept firing, flashes of light bursting, advancing under the cover of the barrage. Sakuta Azusagawa's voice remained calm, but the muzzle of his gun was slightly lowered:

"Perhaps the gap between me and my seniors is really big, but the gap between me and you is not necessarily so."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monster seemed to sense something and took a step back.

But, it was too late.

The golden warrior suddenly threw his twin pistols to the left and right with unimaginable speed for a warrior of his level. Azusagawa Sakuta's figure rushed forward like a ghost. Under the monster's astonished gaze, his hands flashed and grabbed the grips at the ends of the pistol handles, pulling them inward.

"Crack!"

A crisp click of the mechanism rang out.

The Caesar Bladegun instantly transformed and reformed. The two guns merged and expanded amidst dazzling golden light, transforming into a long, sharp, and energy-surging golden lightsaber—the Caesar Bladegun in Sword Mode.

"what?!"

The roar of Alien W carried a hint of panic.

The sword strike came so fast, it didn't match the strength he had shown before, leaving Another Rider W little room to react before it sliced ​​through the wind barrier.

However, the monster, which had the advantage in individual strength, managed to block the lightsaber with both hands in time.

"Qiang——!"

A piercing clang of metal rang out, sparks flew, and Caesar's lightsaber was abruptly blocked, its blade just inches from the monster's chest.

The monster steadied itself, grinned savagely, and tried to push the lightsaber away.

"Not bad, but not enough."

"Of course, it's not enough for me alone."

Kamen Rider Kaiser sheathed his sword, slid, and rolled on the spot.

As he rolled, he yelled into his tactical headset:

"Hikigaya!"

"Ready." Hachiman Hikigaya's response rang out, slightly lazy yet incredibly clear.

At the end of the trajectory where Kamen Rider Kaiser rolled away, about fifty meters away on the rooftop of a taller building, a crimson light had already been lit.

Kamen Rider Faiz, the crimson warrior, like a lurking cheetah, had already raised his signature weapon: the Faiz Burst. The massive cannon muzzle was not pointed at the sky, but coldly locked onto the monster that had just broken free of the wind barrier, repelled Kaiser, and was in a state of brief vulnerability and triumph.

“Exceed Charge!” A cold charging sound effect rang out.

A magnificent burst of flames erupted.

It wasn't the continuous firing of machine guns, nor the parabolic bombardment of grenades, but rather the audacity to directly use man-portable air defense missiles against land targets.

The British-made Starlight missile system costs approximately US$10.75. The missile body is cylindrical with rectangular tail fins at the rear and three javelin-shaped submunitions at the front, resembling a dart. Each submunition is 396 mm long, 22 mm in diameter, weighs about one kilogram, and is arranged in an equilateral triangle.

The Starlight missile is currently the world's fastest short-range air defense missile, with a maximum speed exceeding Mach 4, equivalent to 1361 meters per second. If used to attack low-flying targets such as helicopters, it would almost certainly be fatal.

The wind barrier was cleaved by the lightsaber, and then the monster, which had no defense and no chance to defend itself, was hit by a specially designed missile.

A series of sparks erupted.

The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, and in the flickering firelight, the tricolored, twisted figure still stood stubbornly. Although three horrifying holes had been ripped open in its chest, with a viscous, oil-like black liquid flowing from its edges, its ferocious maw continued to open and close, emitting unintelligible roars filled with pain and rage.

"Let me teach you a lesson. Pleistocene mammoths were three to four meters tall and weighed six to eight tons. They moved in herds and were one of the largest creatures in the world at that time, but they were hunted to extinction by ancient humans with stones and sticks."

The golden figure, like a persistent leech, arrived again before the aftershocks of the explosion had subsided. Caesar's lightsaber, accompanied by a piercing shriek, tore through the smoke and dust, slashing once more at Alien W's chest, which was gaping open in agony.

At the same time, Kamen Rider Faiz, having discarded the missile in his hand, jumped off the high-rise building and faced him.

In the sky, the armored armed helicopter piloted by Kamen Rider Gills locked onto its target, the tracer bullets weaving a deadly net of fire, precisely blocking any possible escape route for Another W.

Even Fan Kang, watching from inside the window, opened his mouth in surprise.

Generally speaking, in most of the worlds he has visited, Kamen Riders mostly fight alone or cooperate with a special attack team, supporting and protecting the world from the shadows. He has never really seen a scene like this, where a group of people are fighting side by side, with heavy weapons, missiles, and helicopters all out, and a group of people are fighting against one person.

However, it does make sense.

Because the perceived enemy of the governments and knightly organizations in this world is Godzilla...

The bullet net is densely packed, forming a net that can be cast from heaven to earth.

The crimson photon blades held the monster's arms firmly, like shackles forged from lava.

With the help of his comrades, the golden lightsaber in Kamen Rider Kaiser's hands, carrying the will to end, pierced deep into the core of the monster.

"Learning to use tools, design tactics, and cooperate with others is the greatest advantage that wisdom gives to life."

In the darkness, the sword flashes of the knight's blade resembled silver swallows in flight.

The light was not much, just a little, but it was enough.

"And this is the tactic of the weak."

Chapter 112 The Long Night Is Not Over

Meanwhile, at the Blue Island Knights headquarters, strategic command center.

The blue light from the screen perfectly illuminated the scene of Kamen Rider Kaiser piercing the monster with his sword.

However, the woman sitting in the main seat didn't even raise her head; instead, she was flipping through the color comics in her hands.

It's normal for these erotic comics to appear in the hands of ordinary male high school students, but it's somewhat unusual for them to appear in her hands. Everyone knows that Eleanor Mondebelle, the former Grand Chancellor of the European Knights Council, who still firmly controls the power of the European Knights Council even after stepping down, is a disciplined, determined, beautiful, and proud woman. In most stories, words like queen and empress are used to describe people like her in a formulaic way, but she is different.

She has a grand goal.

That was a goal that seemed like a pipe dream to anyone else, but if it were her, it actually had a certain probability of being possible.

Kawasaki Saki, standing behind her, glanced at the contents of the erotic comic and her face flushed red.

"Um, aren't you going to check on the battle situation?"

"No, I have more important things to do."

"Do you mean reading those lewd comics...?"

"No. It's about trying to figure out and understand that person's sexual fetishes."

"..."

Saki Kawasaki, who dared not express her opinion in person, could only complain in her heart.

Is such an effort really useful? It's hardly news that a former speaker harbors ill intentions in opposing the adults.

But upon closer reflection, the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University has a female disciple who respects teachers and is usually aloof, only showing enthusiasm to him; a silver-haired, pale-eyed girl who is said to have been picked up from outside and is very cute and obedient to him; a radiant and talented female lead singer of a band; a female classmate who seems ordinary at first glance... but actually seems quite ordinary as well; and a former speaker who is so enthusiastic that she makes people feel intimidated, and who is perfect in every way except for her way of thinking.

So far, all sorts of rumors have circulated, from gambling to borrowing money, but there has been no news of him having an affair with a girl.

There was no news of her having affairs with boys.

It would be more logical to say that he is sexually frigid.

"Ah Kang, it's not frigidity."

The former speaker looked up and uttered a single sentence that revealed her thoughts.

'Mind reading?!'

"It's not mind reading, just a little trick of psychology. It's just that you're too easy to understand, Saki. Speaking of which, A-Kang is just as easy to understand as Saki, but we can't win him over."

The blonde, blue-eyed girl smiled knowingly, leaning back lazily in the wide chair, a posture that perfectly showcased her already stunning figure.

Her full breasts were outlined in a breathtaking arc by the exquisitely tailored haute couture suit, her slender waist was perfectly cinched, and below that were her pert, rounded hips, all encased in a high-quality dress, extending into a pair of long, shapely legs covered in black stockings. She casually crossed her legs, the tips of her high heels lightly touching the ground. She possessed a stunningly perfect appearance, even in the eyes of Kawasaki Saki, who was also a woman, yet she could only earn the assessment of "having something wrong with her brain" from the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University.

"Is it easy to understand?"

"Yeah, he's clearly a lecherous scoundrel, yet he has to give up his own desires for others. How pathetic, carrying the weight of the whole world on his shoulders, yet emotionally like a dog."

The gesture of Doraemon pulling out a gadget didn't involve his hand becoming round, but the former chairman added sound effects for himself without thinking:

"Therefore, in order to help Ah Kang completely solve this problem, we will have to use my amazing little invention."

Kawasaki Saki looked down at her slender, pale fingers, where a small, delicate pink glass bottle had appeared. The bottle had no lid and contained a viscous, honey-like liquid that shimmered with a strange light.

The small bottle emitted an alluring fragrance. Standing in her position, she didn't even take a whiff; just smelling it from afar made her heart race and her face flush.

This effect is... too exaggerated.

"This is my secret weapon. A masterpiece made by extracting the essence of many herbs such as epimedium, nutmeg, lily buds, and rosemary!"

So, did they realize that using force would encounter resistance, and thus escalated to drugging?

Kawasaki Saki's internal alarm bells were ringing. Should she remind the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University? Yes, she should. She couldn't turn a blind eye to this kind of crime.

"Just one drop can keep a bull working in the field for three days and three nights straight, and I plan to use a whole bottle on Ah Kang!"

"Is it one bottle every three days?"

"No, one bottle at a time."

"..."