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

"Hey, little Origami is here"

Unaware of Origami's frozen smile, the store manager Ishido, who thought he was super handsome, even struck a pose to show off his muscles.

……

Half an hour later, the commotion caused by the store manager's dress was successfully suppressed by the store manager, Miss Kaname Madoka.

Suppression (Physical).

"So, what's wrong with that dress that I spent so much time carefully selecting?"

The store manager who served coffee to the two of them still didn't think there was anything wrong with his previous attire. He remained calm and showed no remorse. However, his hands seemed to be shaking a little and his face looked a little ugly.

Origami and Madoka just looked at each other in silence and sighed silently. They didn't notice the manager's strange reaction.

——There are big problems everywhere!

"Manager...is he always like this?"

Origami glanced down at the delicate Q-version origami head design in the cup, then looked up at the store manager Ishido who had a nonchalant smile on his face.

She seemed to suddenly understand what it meant that when God closes a door for a person, he will always open another window.

Although she often comes to this store, to be honest, Origami never sees the store manager. According to Sister Yuan, the store manager has been traveling around Japan frequently in the past few months, and no one knows what he is doing. After completing the process, he handed the store over to her, making her, the image-holder and employee, have a higher presence than the store manager. Some regular customers also often complain that she, the image-holder, is more like the store manager.

"It's not always like that. The manager is actually a pretty nice person." Xiaoyuan scratched her cheek with a wry smile, and then she showed a rather helpless expression.

Don't know how it happened.

At first, the store manager was quite serious except for his occasional funny facial expressions. But the closer it got to Christmas, the more naughty he became, even more naughty than Madoka Kado Yashiro back then.

This made Xiaoyuan start to suspect that the store manager Ishido was possessed by a snake-skin monster, but after thinking about it carefully, it was impossible. There was no Pandora's Box in this world, and the store manager had never been to Mars. There was no such thing as a snake-skin monster.

"By the way, how's school going lately?"

"It's probably OK, 50-50."

Origami frowned slightly. Because she was afraid that Xiaoyuan would worry, she did not tell Xiaoyuan that she was going to participate in the AST reserve training through her aunt's relationship, and she did not intend to confess it.

However, even if the folding of the paper only took a moment, how could Madoka not see it with her vision? She was not one of those stupid and dull StarCraft players in Japanese light novels who couldn't even tell that her sister was worried.

However, even though she could see it, she couldn't stop Origami's revenge, and there was no way to stop it. Moreover, even if she knew the truth and told her that the person who killed her parents was actually the future Origami Tobiichi...well, Madoka herself wouldn't believe it. Traveling through time was too absurd and unbelievable.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. The manager and I will be worried, right, manager?"

There was no response. The store manager, who was standing behind the counter with his back to the two of them, seemed a little stiff and strange.

"Store manager?"

Tilting her head, Xiaoyuan stared at his back in confusion, and Origami followed Xiaoyuan's gaze.

--boom.

As the two watched, Ishido Soichi finally collapsed. Madoka ran over and shouted to Origami, "Quick, Origami, call an ambulance!"

Chapter 12 Farewell Christmas

heart disease.

Ever since the death of store manager Ishido's daughter seven years ago, Ishido Soichi has been suffering from heart disease due to worry. In addition, his long-term refusal to use medical display devices has made his condition more serious. Today, on Christmas Eve, his life is about to come to an end.

Now, even the manifestation device that was hailed as a miraculous "forbidden" technology could not save the situation. No matter who they were or what method they used, it was meaningless.

Fool! Fool! Fool!

Why! Why don't you use the manifestation device to treat it, manager? !

As long as you use the display device in the early stages, heart disease will not be a problem for you at all!

Xiaoyuan punched the wall of the hospital, not even noticing the blood flowing out from her fingers.

Although she had discovered a long time ago that Manager Ishido often sighed with a heavy heart, Xiaoyuan did not take it too seriously. She simply thought that the man was remembering his daughter.

If only she could realize this at that time... No, there is no if. Reality has become like this, and there is no point in regretting it now.

"..."

Looking at the door of the emergency room, Xiaoyuan sighed.

There was nothing she could do.

Xiaoyuan could not help at all with Ishido Soichi who was being rescued in the emergency room.

Just as she could only watch Origami embark on a doomed road of revenge, two years later Tsukino would also fall into despair under the oppression of cyber violence and everyone's scorn... and now, even the store manager is likely to leave her.

The most painful thing in the world is not the occurrence of tragedy, but watching the damn tragedy and being unable to save it. It's like water, no matter how tightly you hold your fingers together, it will slip away from between your fingers drop by drop.

「It can’t be helped. We don’t have any power right now… If it’s the Ultimate, even if it’s not the omnipotent Beyond Ultimate, as long as it’s the normal Ultimate power, this level of heart disease would be a piece of cake.」

Yes, just as the real Madoka said, if she were still Kamen Rider, this level of heart disease could be solved by just raising her fingers.

"Sister Yuan... the store manager will be fine. It's really unfair that such a good person passed away so early."

Origami said this while holding the girl's trembling hand.

Manager Ishido is not only an important person to the girl, but also to Origami. After all, on that day, it was Ishido Soichi who brought Origami back to the store in the rain after she ran away from home after quarreling with her aunt and had nowhere to go.

"Well, the manager will be fine..."

Having said that, reality is not a fairy tale and is far more cruel than we imagine.

Gently stroking the girl's short silver hair, Xiaoyuan forced herself to cheer up and gave the girl a bitter smile, which was even more bitter than the concentrated black coffee.

Finally, after twenty minutes of waiting, the door of the emergency room finally opened.

It was only twenty minutes, a period of time that could not be any shorter, but to Madoka and Origami it felt like a full fifty years had passed.

However, when the door was opened, a doctor with a serious face walked out of the emergency room.

"Doctor, Mr. Ishido..."

"It's a shame, but we tried our best."

The young doctor turned his head away as if he couldn't bear it, but he had to convey this desperate news to the two people.

"Come in... Mr. Ishido seems to have something he wants to tell you two before he leaves."

……

"Store manager..."

The man lying on the emergency table had a slightly purple face and his breathing was intermittent. He no longer had his former rosy complexion. He noticed the two people standing at the door and, as if he mustered all his strength, he waved at them reluctantly.

"There's nothing to be sad about, Madoka. Birth, aging, sickness and death are just part of what we're all going to experience as human beings."

Gently stroking the girl's cheek, Ishido Soichi's voice sounded particularly weak, just like a candle swaying in the wind, which might go out at any time, but the man's eyes were unexpectedly bright at this moment, without a trace of turbidity and confusion.

"Humans are really fragile creatures."

Looking at the girl, Ishido Soichi seemed to be sighing about something meaningful, but then he just smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Yuan, you know, ever since my daughter, Misora, died seven years ago, my heart has been dead... I have been in a daze and can only pin my life on bitter coffee."

"Manager... stop talking, you will be fine!"

The girl had already burst into tears. She had sworn a long time ago that she would never show weakness in front of anyone, but now she couldn't stop crying.

"As for me, the reason I refused the manifestation device is because it was the technology that killed Misora. I will never forgive it and the magician named Allen in my life."

Ishido Soichi's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, but his eyes were still shining with the light of life, just like the firewood that was still burning before it was extinguished.

"By the way, I have transferred the ownership of the shop and the land to your name, and I have also left the inheritance rights of the property to you through my will..."

"No way! None of these are as important as you, the store manager. Without you, nAscitA wouldn't be nAscitA at all!"

As for Xiaoyuan, she actually hates coffee very much. The so-called liking for it is just because the store manager says so.

"Don't be silly, I'm serious. If it were you, there would be no problem. Ah... It's just right, I'll give you one last lesson here, Xiaoyuan. Although your coffee brewing process and control of water temperature are impeccable, you are missing some of the most important things."

"The most important...thing?"

“It’s love, putting your inner emotions and love for coffee into it, otherwise it would be no different from a canned drink prepared in a factory.”

It's strange, isn't it?

At the end of their lives, the two talked about coffee.

"Madoka, I don't care about your past or your identity. You are now Madoka Kaname, the manager of nAscitA. Just live as an ordinary human being. That's the deal."

"Store manager..."

Tears welled up again, and the girl's voice became hoarse.

"Don't cry, it won't look good if you cry, Xiaoyuan... I am finally relieved now, and I can go to see the mother and daughter with peace of mind."

Ishido Soichi wanted to try to wipe the tears from the girl's face, but he no longer had the strength to raise his hand again. He looked up at the sky and murmured softly.

"Forget about this old man like me, and move forward to the future. And...really, really thank you, Xiaoyuan. It's you who made me feel the love of my family again in the last days of my life... The past fifty years of my life have been like a dream, right..."

"..."

Speechless, the girl didn't know what to say.

"Hey, Xiaoyuan, can you listen to my last request as an old man?"

"As long as you're the store manager, I'll agree to any request!"

"I see... Can you smile? This is my last request in life. I want to watch it one last time."

Under the gaze of Ishido Soichi, whose breathing had almost ceased, the crying girl forced a smile.

As the midnight bell rang, in the early morning of Christmas Day 2012, Ishido Soichi closed his eyes forever.

PS: I have something going on at home tonight, so I can only update twice. I will make up for it with four chapters tomorrow. I am really sorry. School will start soon, so I may be very busy, but I will make sure to update twice at least, and three times if possible. I will make sure to update three times a day on the weekends. Please forgive me.

It will be on the shelves next Friday. Please support the author Ji

Chapter 13 Next, let's act freely

Early morning is a rare peaceful and quiet time of the day in the coffee shop. After coming to this world, Xiaoyuan gradually learned Japanese cooking from the store manager.

What is a Japanese breakfast?

Fragrant rice, delicious miso soup, and perfectly fried sea fish.

After preparing two servings of dishes and chopsticks, Xiaoyuan walked up the stairs as usual and came to someone's room.

"Manager, breakfast is ready... Yes, he is no longer here."

Until I pushed open the door, I found myself in a silent and empty room. There was nothing there except the sunlight coming through the window and the dust floating in the air.

The figure of the man who used to stand at the window and look at the street scene in the distance will never appear again.

Realizing this, the girl couldn't help but bite her lips, and her golden eyes dimmed.

Oh my god...what did I do wrong?

Xiaoyuan has reflected on this more than once, wondering if she had done something wrong to deserve such a retribution... Was the choice she made at that time wrong?

But why, instead of taking her life, they targeted the store manager?

Tears welled up involuntarily and the corners of her eyes were a little wet, but Xiaoyuan finally gritted her teeth and wiped away the tears in her eyes.

She agreed to the store manager's request.

Absolutely, she will never cry again. She will be strong and live with a smile.

Inadvertently, Xiaoyuan noticed a strange existence.

It wasn't that a stranger had invaded the room, but the metallic objects gleaming in the sun were beyond the girl's understanding.

A toy that shouldn't exist in this world... The prop was wiped clean and placed on the table where anyone who entered the room could see it at a glance.

Should I say it is incredible, or am I hallucinating because of my sadness?

Madoka blinked again, and even ran to the door, repeatedly using different postures (including classic JOJO series action combinations and knight transformation actions) to try to open the door of the manager's room in a "normal" way. However, until the door handle was almost peeled off by her, the smoke gun was still lying on the table intact.

This feeling is like traveling to the world of Madoka Magica. I expected to see, for example, the time-stopping nympho Akemi Homura, but instead she seriously took out a Transcendence Drive and a Woz watch that emitted electric sounds.

Suddenly, the whole world's style of painting was inexplicably distorted.