I, Madoka Kaname, am just a Kamen Rider passing by

"Don't play dumb. Are you a nun? Even though I've never seen you pray, and you never go to church, and you never talk about religion, spiritual clothing is a reflection of the spirit's inner heart. In a sense, it can also express the essence of the spirit, just like the ability of a Stand user."

"How do you think I look like a nun?! And what the hell is a Stand User?!"

Homura Akemi frowned: "Can't women who wear nun's clothes and have a cross on their bodies be classified as nuns?"

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Erya pointed at himself in confusion.

"Even though you are such a loser that you can't even take care of yourself, and you don't even know how to use a washing machine, and you can't help but read rotten girls' and yuri comics all day long, and you slack off all day and don't submit your manuscripts, causing the editor to chase you all the way to our secret base and tie you up to urge you to submit your manuscripts, but... your spiritual outfit has already revealed your true identity!"

Holding a coffee cup in one hand and pointing at Niya with the other, Homura Akemi spoke loudly and imposingly.

"..."

I feel like I can't communicate with you. Which eye of yours makes you think that a otaku like me could be a nun?

Besides, you were exposing my dark history just now, you definitely did it on purpose, right?!

......

"Are you serious?"

Staring suspiciously at Origami, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Shiori was somewhat unable to understand the facts she explained.

It's not just incomprehensible, it's to the point where my brain is about to crash due to memory overflow.

Although every syllable and every word was heard correctly, the content was extremely unbelievable to Shiori. Shiori even suspected that he might have learned some fake Japanese over the years, which was why he could not correctly understand what Origami was expressing.

"I won't lie to you, whether it's Shidao or Shiori." Origami looked at Shiori without flinching, then took her hand and placed it on her chest, "My feelings and trust in you will not change with time."

In the fire five years ago, after Kamen Rider Evol disappeared, the building next to Origami also collapsed due to burning. The person who saved her at that time was Shido Gokawa.

Shiori, blushing slightly, withdrew his hand from Origami's chest and coughed lightly.

"Shiori, please believe me. That woman, Murasame Reine, is definitely not a good person."

"But, so far, Reine..." Before Shiori could finish his words, he was interrupted by Origami.

"Murasame Reine has helped you a lot. This is what you want to say, right?"

Shiori wanted to refute, but was met with Origami's helpless face.

"The pronunciations of Lingyin and Mio are the same, and that woman also said that she hasn't slept for thirty years. Thirty years ago was the time when the original spirit Chonggong Mio was born and Chonggong Shinji died."

"This doesn't mean Lingyin will necessarily..."

"What are you hesitating about, Shiori? If you believe it from the bottom of your heart, why do you hesitate and feel lost when you refute it? Why don't you question my words immediately and decisively?"

Origami saw it clearly, and when she tried to speak for Lingyin, even she herself was a little shaken.

"Forget it. If we continue to discuss this, we might be discovered by the people of Ratatosk. Anyway, please wait quietly, Shiori."

Instead of continuing to tangle with Shiori, Origami chose to turn around and leave.

"Soon, very soon you will know the truth about everything, right here on this stage called Tianyang Festival."

Chapter 217: All evil people.jpg

In the lounge backstage of the theater, as the only ordinary person present, Artemisia always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

How should I put it? If a staff member came in and saw the scene in the lounge at this moment...I'm afraid he would not only apologize and close the door, but also add a sentence like "sorry for coming to the wrong place."

Of course, this doesn't mean that the members of Faust shamelessly play weird games in the small lounge.

Artemisia sighed and looked around, feeling a slight headache.

——So, what exactly did this former ace magician from the British anti-elf unit SSS see in his eyes?

The long pink hair falls to the feet, and the papal robe exudes a solemn atmosphere.

A long dress and tiara that looks like a pure white wedding dress that looks like a blooming white lily.

A blue and white armored man with a rabbit head and metal wings floating on the right side of his back.

At first glance, it reminds people of a black hole. It has a very strong presence, as if it is a knight who wants to draw all the attention around him to himself.

And standing among these "people" in strange costumes is a girl dressed in the dress of light, dressed like an Aitoru.

It was a picture that was completely contrary to reality and could even be said to be quite abnormal.

All members are in spiritual attire and knight posture.

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All these guys need is a cigarette and a can of beer.

"Just wear spiritual clothes? That's not good, right?!" Artemisia raised her hand embarrassedly. No matter how to say it, it would be too eye-catching for all the Fausts to wear spiritual clothes and turn into knights.

"Indeed, it is inappropriate for us to be the only ones to appear like this." Li Lin, who was lying on his side on the rest bench with his head supported by one hand, agreed with Artemisia's statement. But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Lin threw a smoke gun and a cobra evolution bottle to her.

Li Lin has two Cobra Evolution Bottles. In addition to the one that comes with the smoke gun he got from the store manager's bedroom, there is also another Cobra Bottle that comes with the full set of equipment of Mr. E that he seized from the time-traveling monster.

"Manager, what are you doing?" Artemisia tilted her head. "Does that mean I have to join in?"

"What else? You won't show your face anyway, so what are you afraid of?"

There is no need to show your face, which is the only advantage of being a Kamen Rider.

For example, basic operations such as "act according to my expression" and "act according to my eyes" are impossible for Kamen Rider to do.

"Don't worry, there's no one in this country who knows you, and the performance at the Tianyang Festival will at most be broadcast on the local TV station in Tiangong City, so it's totally fine."

"No, I don't think that's the point. What I mean is, wouldn't our identities be completely exposed if we did that?"

"Oh my... Al, this was our plan."

Li Lin looked at Artemisia with a confused look on his face. Artemisia was also confused and completely at a loss as to what to do.

"Plan?" Artemisia was a little surprised.

"Yes, about the final plan to be implemented at the Tianyang Festival." Li Lin looked at her in surprise. Didn't he already say this during the meeting the night before?

Artemisia smiled awkwardly: "Could it be the night before last... Sorry, I was too sleepy at that time, so..."

"I didn't hear anything at all. I guess that's how I understand it." Li Lin and the others sighed, "I told you to stop hanging out with Erya. It'll be embarrassing."

At the same time, Erya, whose daily reputation was harmed, sneezed.

......

——The truth about everything is on this stage called Tianyang Festival.

The only words left by Origami Shiori are these, which are similar to the style of the charlatan Miss Homura Akemi.

"On the stage called Ten'ou Festival..."

Sitting in the restaurant facing the street, looking through the window at the bustling crowd on the street, Shiori couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What is the meaningful look of the origami at the end and the meaning contained in this passage?

Do you mean the entire Ten'ou Festival, or just the things happening on the performance stage?

"It's hard to understand. What on earth is Origami trying to tell me..." With a long sigh, a look of worry appeared on Shiori's pretty face.

To be honest, Shiori hated this way of explaining things in a half-hearted way without making things clear in one go.

Humans cannot easily understand each other. Shiori once again understood the true wisdom contained in Yuan's words.

While playing with the seafood pasta on the plate with the fork, Shiori glanced at the slightly strange "Tohka" intentionally or unintentionally.

Today, Yatogami Tohka seemed particularly strange in Shiori's eyes. To be more precise, some unusual changes began to occur after Shiori and Origami finished their conversation.

"Is it that the food in this restaurant doesn't suit your taste? Has your appetite decreased, Tohka?"

Noticing the pile of untouched food in front of Tohka, Shiori curiously stared at Tohka, who had a distressed look on her face and an expression that said "I can't do this"

In order to prevent Tohka from not eating enough, Shiori specifically told the waiter to order an extra large portion, even if it was a little more expensive.

Even though it was Tohka's own pocket money, she didn't care as long as Tohka was happy.

Although casually talking about a girl's appetite is as taboo as delving into her actual age, it is not an important topic for the greedy Tohka. After all, most elves have a physique that will not gain weight no matter how much they eat, at least that's the case with Tohka.

"It's not that the food tastes bad..." After saying this, "Tohka" lowered her head, making it impossible for Shiori to see her face hidden under her hair.

The main thing is that the portion is really outrageous!

Even an elf can't stuff all these things into its stomach, right? !

Until now, Nanashi, who was disguised as Tohka, finally understood something crucial, and what the sympathetic look from Li Lin and the stomach medicine handed to her by Xiaoyuan meant before she left.

Even though the Seven Sins' Fake Witch can perfectly change a person's appearance and voice, allowing the Seven Sins to disguise themselves as anyone, there is only one thing that cannot be changed.

For example, the amount of food you eat.

This is something that the Seven Sins cannot imitate no matter what.

"Tohka?"

"Ah! Nothing, it's okay. I just feel that there are so many delicious dishes that I really don't know where to start." "Tohka" opposite Shiori was explaining herself with gestures, and Shiori, who seemed to accept this statement, just nodded in approval. Then she seemed to have thought of something and said cruel words that made Nanashi despair.

"Since Tohka doesn't know where to start, how about I choose? I'll feed Tohka. This way you don't have to worry about it."

Shiori's smile was gentle, but those gentle whispers sounded like the bells of hell to Nanashi.

Chapter 218: We Can’t Ignore the Earth’s Tomorrow

Knocked down by a wild Rattata.

Everything went dark before Shiori's eyes.

Then Shiori was sent back to the Pokémon Center... Of course, that was an impossible development.

However, the light in the theater where Shiori was was indeed very dim. Apart from being able to barely see the people nearby and the stage illuminated by the spotlight, all that was reflected in his eyes was almost darkness.

This is understandable, as it is an effect specially designed to focus the audience's attention on the stage.

As for the reason for coming to watch this performance at the Ten'ou Festival.

In addition to coming here with an attitude of appreciation, there is also a hint of origami.

——The truth about everything is on this stage called Tianyang Festival.

As for the events in the Ten'ou Festival that could be connected with the stage, the only one that Shiori could think of was the annual performance held in the theater in front of the station.

Perhaps, Shiori herself was expecting and believing that everything Origami had specially come to explain to her was true.

The young man named Gokawa Shido is just a puppet of Sokumiya Mio, a tool raised to resurrect Sokumiya Shinji.

In this case, why not use him as a tool from the beginning? Instead of giving him a life like a normal human being, why not just train him into a puppet that listens to you and believes in you, then slowly infuse him with spiritual power and conduct repeated experiments on him?

The nails dug deeply into the arm, and bright red blood oozed out from the wound.

Whenever he thought of this, Shiori would feel a chill on his back, and even the only remaining psychological dependence on his mother from his childhood was instantly swept away.

[What am I in your eyes? Am I really just an important tool?! Mother...Takamiya Mio! ]

She deliberately let the boy Gokawa Shido grow up in a harmonious and warm environment and cultivate his gentle character. However, all this was not pure maternal love, but just an experiment to smoothly adapt this body to the power of elves.

When Shiori seals all the spirits, that will be the time of her death, right?

The consciousness met its true death, the brain was completely formatted by Tohnomiya Mio, and then Tohnomiya Shinji's personality was injected into this body.

Itsuka Shido's life is nothing but a dance in the hands of Takamiya Mio. Not only her, but even all the lovely elves are just victims of Mio's plan.

This also explains where the power to seal the spirits in her comes from.

Shidao, or now Shiori, is not a real human being.

She is a half-human, half-elf being conceived by the original elf Takamiya Mio absorbing Takamiya Shinshi's body.

However, her life so far has not been fake, and the personality sitting here thinking is a real existence.

「Then let me see the truth that you have prepared for me, Origami, which will be revealed on the stage of the Ten'ou Festival.」

When Shizhi thought about this, he couldn't help but look forward to the scene that would appear next.

But at this moment, Shiori always felt a little weird when he recalled that Tohka was still sitting next to him.

Ever since lunch, Tohka looked half dead, and even walked in a trance.