Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

What are you asking me to do?

What other sins are there?

Is my zipper open?

As if he had thought of something, Wan Zhanglong quickly looked down at a certain place.

"Phew, it's okay."

After confirming that the zipper was zipped up properly, Wan Zhanglong breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I looked up, about to ask something, W had already hopped on his motorcycle.

"I'm entrusting Philip's health to you."

"Oh, leave it to me!"

I nodded in agreement subconsciously, only realizing what was happening after a while.

"Wait! I want to go out too!"

He stretched out his hand, and Wan Zhanglong gave me the same expression as Er Kang.

Unfortunately, Shotaro and Philip had already ridden their motorcycles quite far away.

Only Wan Zhanglong and I remained in the same place.

Watching W's dashing departure, Wan Zhanglong felt like a deflated balloon.

"I really want to go out too."

"Sento has locked himself in the laboratory and won't come out."

"That guy Dan Kuroto ran out laughing all the way this morning, and Emu and the others chased after him."

"We don't know where Bearded Guy and Potato Guy have gone."

"So boring..."

After moving Philip's body into the house, Wan Zhanglong muttered to himself, somewhat uninterested.

Just as he was missing his two friends, the door to the room opened.

Behind the door appeared Himuro Gentoku, who had dressed up meticulously.

Looking at the other party's outrageous attire, Wan Zhanglong fell into deep thought.

What's gotten into this guy now?

Chapter 409 What exactly is Zhan Tu saying? *3

Looking at Himuro Gentoku's increasingly eccentric style of dress, Banjo Ryuga couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Sure enough, was it all an illusion that this guy was dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a successful person, when we first met?

Is this what this guy's true nature is like now?

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

Saruwatari Kazumi walked in with his hands in his pockets. Compared to Himuro Gentoku, Saruwatari Kazumi's style of dress has never changed.

He wore that coat most of the time.

As soon as Saruwatari Kazumi entered the room and was about to say something, he saw Himuro Gentoku, whose face was full of confidence.

The words I wanted to say suddenly got stuck in my throat.

At that moment, the exact same thought that popped into his mind as that of Wan Zhanglong was flashing through his mind.

"How is it? I spent more than an hour carefully dressing this up."

Seemingly sensing the shock in Saruwatari Kazumi's heart, Himuro Gentoku nodded with great satisfaction.

Sure enough, this guy was also amazed by my art.

Seeing Himuro Gentoku's proud little expression, Saruwatari Kazumi and Banjo Ryuga exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Is there no normal person in this room besides me? *2

"So, Potato Guy and Bearded Guy, what are you two doing here?"

Sitting on the steps, Wan Zhanglong looked at the two of them with some confusion.

If he remembers correctly, the two of them went out hunting Gastrea on their very first day there.

Why are you back now?

"Zhan Tu sent us a message asking us to come over."

"They said they needed our help with the research on the drug."

After adjusting his hat, Himuro Gentoku said seriously.

Although his style of dress became increasingly unrestrained after he was redeemed and joined the main characters, and his personality changed from a successful person to a husky, he ran wildly down this road of no return.

But he is still the same Kamen Rider Rogue with a strong sense of justice.

Unable to tolerate the evils of this world, he went out and raided the secret bases around Tokyo on his first night in this world.

However, there were only so many secret bases, and they were all wiped out long ago by the Showa Knights who acted even faster.

Left with no other choice, he had to ask Tsukasa Kadoya to take him to a more distant place.

Like Ryoujin, Himuro Gentoku's attention was mainly focused on organizations like the Goshokai.

As the son of Taizan Himuro, the Prime Minister of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Gentoku Himuro possessed a political acumen far exceeding that of the average Japanese person. (Far exceeding that of the average Japanese person, who generally lacks political insight.)

He knew that the most important thing in correcting this flawed world was not those bizarre Gastrea.

Rather, they are those who, like termites, cling to human society while constantly harming its interests.

The principle of securing internal stability before addressing external threats is exactly this.

This is something he memorized when he was a child and his father forced him to learn the political principles of the neighboring country that had been passed down for thousands of years.

After understanding this, the first thing he did was beat up a few troublemakers in the class who didn't get along with him (funny).

Then his father beat him up again. (crossed out)

"help?"

"I don't know what I should help with, but that's what Sento said..."

"That's right! We need your strength now!"

Kiryu Sento, his hair disheveled but his ahoge still standing on end, suddenly pushed open the door and shouted.

The dark circles under his eyes showed that he hadn't been getting enough rest lately, but Kiryu Sento was in high spirits.

"My research on gastroviruses has reached its final stage."

"I've pretty much figured out the information Luo Zhen gave me before."

"But there is a problem now, which is that there are still Stage 5 organisms in this world, collectively known as the zodiac gastrulators."

"What exactly do the gastrulators inside those gastrulators look like, and to what extent have they evolved?"

"These are all unknowns; I need sample studies."

Clenching his fist, Kiryu Sento rattled off a long string of words at breakneck speed.

To prove his point, Kiryu Sento dragged a whiteboard out of the lab and wrote and drew a bunch of data on it, along with various incomprehensible technical terms.

Although it was supposed to be to prove their conclusion, the three of them, including Wan Zhanglong, felt that Sento was just too excited, so they pulled the three of them aside to have a good talk.

Before long, I fell into deep thought, along with Sarutobi Kazumi and Banjo Ryu.

What on earth is Sento talking about? *2

'That bearded guy, he actually understands?'

Looking up, I was surprised to find that Himuro Gentoku had a serious expression on his face and was nodding from time to time.

It seemed as if it truly understood what Kiryu Sento was saying.

'No wonder he's the former head of the experimental department.'

'To be precise, he was the Prime Minister's Assistant in the Eastern Capital Government and concurrently the Director of the Eastern Capital Advanced Materials Research Institute.'

Kazumi Saruwatari quietly added from the side.

Don't ask him how he remembered it; he's curious about how he remembered it too.

Incidentally, all of the above communication relied on eye contact between the two.

In reality, neither of them understood what the other's gaze meant; they were completely relying on their own imaginations.

On the other side...

'What on earth is Sento talking about?'

Himuro Gentoku fell into deep thought.

In fact, like the dragon-like man and the monkey-like man who cross the sea, he had long since stopped understanding.

"Can they really create a drug to inhibit gastroenteritis?"

Outside the door, the Holy Emperor, now dressed in casual clothes, stared in disbelief at Kiryu Sento's excited figure.

She has been spending the last few days with Tokiwa Sougo and the others.

To be precise, he spends most of his time with Tsukuyomi, and sometimes he has some contact with Tokiwa Sougo.

In the eyes of the Holy Emperor, Tokiwa Sougo was a man shrouded in mystery.

"Of course, he's a genius, devilish scientist."

With his arms crossed, Tokiwa Sougo leaned against the doorframe and spoke.

Of all the veteran knights, Tokiwa Sougo had the best impression of Kiryu Sento.

The old Demon King once defeated other Riders with a Build watch, while the young Demon King fought alongside Kiryu Sento during his most confused period and received guidance from him.

Incidentally, the one I had the worst impression of was a certain thief.

"What surprises me is that not a single scientist in your world has developed a cure for Gastor."

"Is it that they can't figure it out, or that they never even considered doing it?"

Tokiwa Sougo's nonchalant tone was like a sharp blade piercing the heart of the Holy Emperor.

She has made several attempts to establish a laboratory to combat gastritis.

But all failed.

She initially thought the task was too difficult, which was why they couldn't figure it out.

But now, Kiryu Sento has almost conquered it all by himself.

The Holy Emperor lowered his head, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Chapter 410 My Divine Talent!

As a spiritual symbol, the Holy Emperor is qualified.

Beautiful appearance, unique personal charm, and gentle personality.

All of these factors contribute to her high level of support among ordinary people.

However, she was unqualified as a leader.

Her gentle nature often prevents her from effectively carrying out what she wants to do.

When subordinates are slacking off, they don't even need to make excuses; they can just give an answer like "not finished."

Because the gentle and holy emperor would certainly not punish them.

They might even blame themselves for entrusting such a heavy task to them.

The entire Tokyo district is completely controlled by Kikunojo Tendo, and the nominal leader, the Holy Emperor, has long been reduced to an exquisite puppet.

She handed over the positions and rights that the previous two generations had worked so hard for with a clear conscience.

He even developed the idea that 'Tokyo can do without him, but it can't do without Kikunojo Tendo.'