I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 257: Let's take a closer look at which two rider belts can be used by the strongest two riders.
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Pushing open the door of the ward, Sakurako ran in breathlessly. Holding documents in her arms, she could be said to have used all her strength to rush here, just to tell Five Generations what she said she had discovered.

However, Sakurako also felt the solemn atmosphere of Tokyo on the way here.

At a glance, the streets that used to be bustling with people have become deserted, with not even a single pedestrian.

Normally at this time, it would be the peak time of traffic at noon, with vehicles passing by and tram horns honking non-stop. It would definitely not be as quiet as it is now.

As Sakurako rode along on her scooter, the fewer people she saw, the more she felt the seriousness of the situation.

When they were about to arrive at Kanto University Hospital, a sudden feeling of oppression came over Sakurako, causing her to stop the motorcycle involuntarily and stand still, looking around.

Her eyes were filled with panic, as if she had sensed some natural enemy.

Although she didn't know what it was, for some reason, Sakurako's mind flashed with the super ancient characters that she had seen before, those belonging to Kuga, carved on the stone wall.

What is revealed under the infrared equipment is the real, super-ancient text that belongs to Kuga.

The empty self of the four corners.

Later, when Sakurako actually arrived at Kanto University Hospital, she was so panicked that she didn't even know where to park her motorcycle. She ignored the overturned motorcycle and went straight to the target location. After pushing the door open, she found that Tsubaki Hideichi was the only one there.

He fiddled with the instrument in his hand with an expressionless face, but a certain numbness and self-mockery buried deep in his eyes made Tsubaki Hideichi, who always seemed confident, appear particularly decadent at this moment.

"Doctor Tsubaki!"

Sakurako held onto the bed, out of breath as she sat beside it, looking at Tsubaki Shuichi: "Where are they? Where are Godai and the others?"

"Fifth generation." Chunxiu opened her mouth, but still didn't know what to say: "Fifth generation."

"And Mr. Ichijo, Mr. Tiandao and the others?"

The more Sakurako asked, the more Tsubaki Shuichi muttered, unable to speak.

Those companions that he and Sakurako also know are now doing what they can.

Even Miss Sakurako in front of us only returned after completing her mission, and she is also playing her role.

So what about myself? What use am I?

I couldn't fight, I couldn't share their burden, and even in my most professional field, I couldn't help my friends at all.

One. He couldn't even detect the needle in his head.

"Doctor Tsubaki, come and look at this." Without caring about anything else, Sakurako opened the file bag in her hand and showed the real prophecy that she had copied down to Tsubaki Xiuyi.

"When the sacred spring dries up, a mournful warrior will appear like thunder. The sun will be buried by darkness." Sakura paced back and forth: "The warrior mentioned in this prophecy is Kuga's writing, not the writing of the ancients."

"Because in the ancient world, there is no such concept as warriors." Sakurako paused: "This concept is often accompanied by words such as killing and fighting."

"What do you mean?" Chunxiu was stunned. In such an ancient civilization, there was no concept of warriors?

You must know that throughout the history of human development, warriors have always existed throughout the history of human development.

It is not just a fight between people, even between people and animals, people and nature, those who persist in this fight can be called warriors.

"This depends on the first sentence." Shadow pointed to the first sentence on the document: "I have always been curious about what the Holy Spring is, and I have been trying to figure it out."

"Later I realized that this prophecy was not a warning from the ancients to the later generations. It was what the ancients wanted to tell the later generations about what happened to Kuuga."

"The records of the previous forms, as well as Kuga's ability to bring the dead back to life, are all records left by super ancient people that told us about them."

Tsubaki Xiuyi quickly responded: "What do you mean?"

"If the four corners of the Kuuga are the terrifying existences that can cause the sun to be buried by darkness, then the sacred spring of the Kuuga must not dry up." Sakurako pulled out the last piece of paper and placed it in front of Tsubaki Shuichi. "Perhaps the ancient people did not lack the concept of warriors, but because of the Kuuga, they could not have warriors."

"You mean, the Holy Spring is all the beautiful things in Kuga's heart, not like a warrior who is immersed in fighting and killing, gradually loses himself and loses those things?" Tsubaki Hideyuki became interested.

"Because in essence, all the super-ancient texts on the stone wall were preserved to tell us later generations, so this seems to be a prophecy, but in fact..."

"It's a warning. It tells us how to prevent Kuuga from becoming the being that brings about the ultimate darkness." Sakurako felt relieved after finally getting the answer to the prophecy.

"So, only ancient people would not have the concept of warriors. This is also the reason why Kuuga in ancient times did not choose to kill all the Gurongi, but sealed them all."

"Kuga from the ancient times must have been a gentle warrior as well."

Sakurako cupped her hands and said with emotion: "He must not have become the Ultimate Darkness, but protected humanity well."

“In that case,” Tsubaki Hideichi sighed, “I can finally get rid of the shadow of Kuuga.”

"I don't believe that the sacred spring in Godai's heart will ever dry up." Tsubaki Hideichi smiled and shook his head: "I have never seen a more cheerful guy than him."

"Yes, if it was the fifth generation, it would definitely not turn out like that." Sakurako nodded heavily. Just as she was about to say something else, she was shocked by a horrifying loud noise that suddenly erupted in the center of Tokyo.

Tsubaki Hideichi made a prompt decision and grabbed Sakurako and hid under the bed. The next moment, a violent tremor swept across the entire city. The horrific shock caused the hospital to sway up and down, with dust rustling everywhere.

Overturned instruments and broken cups were scattered all over the floor.

Although they don't know how this horrific shock came about, as human beings, the battle that has broken out in the world today has nothing to do with ordinary humans like them.

He raised his head and looked at the black clouds rolling in the sky. He held on to the wall and shook his head. Although he could not see the road ahead clearly, he still moved forward stubbornly.

You can't decide when you will die, but you can decide how you die.

So he left the hospital, fully armed, and chose to go to the streets to look for those guys who were turbulent in the world.

Guns are useless, but resistance is inevitable.

In this world, there is no futile resistance, nor is there any humiliation of surrendering without a fight.

At least one thing I absolutely don't want to be that kind of person.

He reached into his pocket and took out the blue watch face.

This was something that Heaven had left for him, and he had always kept it with him.

Shiratori once used this thing to transform into a form similar to Enryuu and Kuga, and displayed extraordinary power.

In other words, other people can also use this thing.

The Metropolitan Police Department's efforts to research unconfirmed life forms, which had lasted nearly a year, were finally destroyed by the emergence of new life forms.

Ichijo knows that those things are useless, and if he wants to really fight on and share some of the pressure for this world and the five generations, he must bring out more powerful forces.

"call"

He exhaled, stretched out his hand, rotated the dial, and turned it to the correct position, restoring the dial to a perfect fit with the watch body, outlining a complete portrait of a knight.

"I need your strength now." Ichijo raised the dial.

"Let me fight one last time."

(End of this chapter)