Reverse Dimension, I am Kamen Rider

Yuan Xiang propped his face sideways, and unconsciously said with a trace of nostalgia in his tone:

"At that time, I was quite self-aware. I was not very smart. If I was distracted by dating, my grades would definitely not be very good. If my grades were not good, I would definitely not be admitted to a good university. Of course, we are not saying that You can’t find a good job if you have a low education, but you can choose a much wider range of options if you have a high education. At that time, I thought about getting into a good university and finding a job that can make a lot of money. In that way, grandpa It doesn't matter even if I don't accept commissions for a year or so, but, plans are always faster than changes, who would have thought that I would become a Kamen Rider when I was in my third year of high school?"

Yuan Xiang spread his hands and looked at the group of children and said:

"So, if you want to hear about my love history, you are really looking for the wrong person. I have been solo for 17 years, and there is nothing in it."

"Could it be...Brother Yuanxiang, don't you have someone you're attracted to?"

This was not asked by Daidaiji Tomoyo, but Takamachi Naoha. To be honest, although we have been together for so long, if it wasn't for Tomoyo, she would have never paid attention to this aspect, so this curiosity is stronger than others .

"Have."

!!!

This simple answer shook the spirits of everyone present, and Xiao Ke's ears pricked up.

"I'm moved by a radio DJ, but unfortunately she's a cadre of the 'museum'; there's a white-collar worker, but she's a bastard who sells contraband behind her back, which should have been shot long ago; and a waiter , but she is a weirdo, and she is still squatting in prison, um... Basically, what makes me fall in love with the opposite sex is not a good thing, so if there is someone of the opposite sex who makes me fall in love at first sight, my suggestion here is to call the police directly .”

"Brother Yuanxiang, is this a peach blossom robbery?"

There is no need for Gengo to lie on it, so Kinomoto Sakura looked at her good friend in a daze, and Daidaiji Tomoyo also pinched his brows with some headaches. To be honest, she really has never seen such a thing... .

"Brother Yuanxiang, so you have such a rich relationship history..."

"Nanoye, wait a moment, I think your understanding of relationship history is a bit wrong."

Seeing the restless scene, Xiao Ke wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth, and flew over to join in the fun, sat on Kinomoto Sakura's left shoulder, and asked curiously:

"Having said so much, Yuanxiang, what do you want from your other half? Tell me, if there is a suitable one, we will be happy to be your red rope."

"Why does your doll speak like Aunt Taozi's matchmaker?"

Yuanxiang picked up the peach with black hair and gnawed it, but after feeling the sight around him, he sighed helplessly and said:

"If you want to talk about requirements, of course I have plenty here. How can things like falling in love and finding a partner be framed with borders? This kind of thing is like asking a painter to draw something that doesn't exist in the world. No need, no need, I won't add black history to myself."

"But... there should be some basic requirements."

Barbara now snapped her fingers and said:

"Like shared hobbies, or family situation...don't look at me with such strange eyes, I just heard that from everyone in Mond City, I have no experience .”

While Barbara was blushing and explaining to everyone, Yuan Xiang gnawed on a peach and said:

"Actually, common hobbies or something, I think these are okay. In contrast, I think it's better to have the same dislikes. It's like bringing together two people who like to be quiet and like to mess around. They live together. I can't even imagine the picture, okay, okay, let's stop this topic here."

Yuan Xiang threw the peach pit into the trash can, looked at the excited children in front of him and couldn't help but complain:

"Children nowadays are getting more and more precocious. At that time, adults would always talk about this kind of thing, and the child would have already run away shyly. Come, come, play a game of cards. After playing for a while, you should be Go to bed, don't think you can stay up late today."

And when Yuanxiang greeted and played around, in a certain room, someone opened a notebook, and the fluctuation of magic power began to overflow with the sliding of the pen tip...