I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 304 His name is Five Generations, the indelible and irreplaceable first knight of the Heisei era

"The volcano has erupted! Mount Fuji!"

"How is that possible! The mountain should be dormant. Even if it was about to erupt, there should be a warning!"

"Haven't we always been focusing on that place? Why?!"

"That's what we humans are concerned about, but do you think those two guys who are fighting will care about you?"

"Two fighting... guys?"

...

Lying on the hospital bed, Wu Dai had a sullen face and barely convinced himself to stay here, waiting for the operation to proceed.

Waiting for the bloody stone to be absorbed by him, and then carrying the lives of others to fight.

But the conversation between Ichijo and Sakurai still attracted the attention of Five Generations.

"This is the picture captured by the satellite." Sakurai pointed to the two black spots on the picture: "If the heavy clouds had not been dispersed, I'm afraid the satellite would not have been able to capture this kind of picture."

"this is…"

Looking at the two figures falling from the sky in a free-falling manner, Ichijo was not very sure of their identities because the picture was too blurry.

But that touch of bright red is particularly eye-catching.

"The only one who can cause this kind of commotion now is Daguba." Sakurai crossed his arms and said helplessly, "But we don't know who the other one is."

"Who else but Godai-san could fight Daguba to this extent?"

When Sakurai said the last few words, even though they were just his subconscious murmurs, they suddenly reminded him of something and made him immediately associate the red color with someone.

“It’s the way of heaven!”

Ichijo shouted immediately, and these words not only made Sakurai look at him in surprise, but also made Godai straighten up and listen to the conversation between the two.

"Officer Tiandao?!" Sakurai couldn't believe it: "But Officer Tiandao, isn't he dead?"

"He's not dead." Ichijo patted Sakurai's shoulder and said, "You haven't worked with that guy for a long time, so you don't know his characteristics."

"When you think he is dead, he always jumps out from somewhere, waves his hand and greets you, as if nothing happened." The smile on Ichitiao's face was the best-looking expression on his tense face during this period of time.

"So he's still alive, and I've seen him." He unfolded the paper in his hand and said, "That guy... didn't say anything after he came back, and went straight to Daguba. Did they fight?"

He clenched his fist unconsciously, crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball, threw it aside, and ran outside.

"Don't think about leaving me behind."

"No matter what, we, the two heroes of Nagano, cannot be without each other!"

"Without me, what else can you accomplish?"

The running figure was pulled back at the moment when he was about to leave from the corner. Sakurai gasped and questioned Ichijo: "But Mr. Ichijo, Mr. Godai is going to have surgery soon!"

"You can't leave here, otherwise Mr. Five Generations..."

If Goto insists on refusing, Sakurai can't think of anyone else who can make Goto behave himself except one thing.

So no matter what, no one can leave here.

"Five generations..."

The hot-blooded Ichijo calmed down. When talking about the fifth generation, he had to take this aspect into consideration.

Even though he knew where Tian Dao was now, he still...

"Damn it!" He clearly wanted to help Tiandao right now, but he was really indispensable here. He punched the wall with hatred, feeling helpless.

"Let's go find Tsubaki Hideichi first." As if he suddenly remembered something, Ichijo turned around and said to Sakurai, "If Tendō is still alive, it's not impossible for the three of us to defeat Daguba together!"

"Rick doesn't need to sacrifice himself, we still have a chance!"

"he…"

...

Listening to the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor gradually fading away, Wudai pushed open the door of the ward and looked to the end of the corridor. After making sure that he didn't see anyone else, he picked up the crumpled paper on the ground and spread it out.

Staring at the two figures falling on the wrinkles, Wu Dai's eyes flickered with a different light. …

"Tsubaki, Tiandao is not dead yet!"

He ran over breathlessly to tell Tsubaki Shuichi that Tiandao was not dead yet. When a surprised expression showed on the latter's originally calm face, Ichijo immediately grabbed his shoulders and spoke loudly.

"Tsubaki! Rick! Did you hear that? Tendō is not dead! He is still alive! And he is fighting Daguba now!"

"Heavenly Dao Haizhu is still alive?!"

"The Flame Dragon... still exists?"

Both Tsubaki Shuichi and Rick were surprised that Tendao was still alive, but more of them were delighted.

“If Yanlong is still alive, then if he joins forces with Kuuga, maybe he can really…” Rick also reacted. The sealing energy possessed by Kuuga and the demon-sealing power possessed by Yanlong, if the two are combined together, can produce an effect of 1+1>2.

But Yan Long...wasn't he already killed in seconds by Daguba? How is he still alive?
"Mr. Rick, you don't have to sacrifice yourself." Yitiao quickly added: "We are not a little..."

"Oh no!" At this moment, Sakurai rushed over, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and appeared at the door, gasping for breath, "Godai... Mr. Godai... he... is gone!"

"Gone?" the three shouted in unison.

"He...left this letter..." Sakurai walked in and handed the paper to Rick.

"It's for... Mr. Rick."

Taking the paper from Sakurai, Rick spread it out. Wearing a hospital gown, he seemed to be able to feel the will and belief of the Five Generations from the lines.

[I really can't ask anyone to sacrifice for me, even if that's the sacrifice that must be made to save the world.]

[But if saving the world really requires someone to sacrifice themselves, then I will be the only one who can be sacrificed.]

[Please forgive my departure, please let me be willful one last time, no matter what, I will change this world back to the way everyone is familiar with it]

As I read this letter, an image seemed to emerge in my mind of someone riding a motorcycle on the street, heading towards the place marked for him by fate.

The roaring motorcycle roars, challenging fate.

[Ichitiao-san, I believe you can understand my choice. 】

[Tian Dao-san is faster than any of us, so I can't fall behind again. This time, I will catch up with him no matter what.]

[Rikusan, please take a good look at this world. ]

[What you see now, a world filled with sadness and despair, is not the true appearance of this world. What I want you to see is a world where everyone smiles from the bottom of their hearts, everyone is doing what makes them happy, and everyone can live freely under the sun without worrying about anything.]

The roar of a motorcycle seemed to come to his ears, and the perception between the spirit stones made Rick seem to be able to feel the fifth generation speeding on the road at this moment.

"Five generations..."

Rick could no longer tell whether this was the induction between spirit stones or the induction between similar people.

[I want you to see the world as it is, not the world that is recounted by someone or seen in photos.]

[Rikusan, please be well and live to see the world I am watching and loving. ]

...

boom!
After being hit on the cheek by a heavy punch, the Flame Dragon's body rolled on the ground, splashing countless snow marks, until it plunged into the mountain and passed through it.

Daguba maintained his punching posture, breathing heavily.

"What's wrong, Tendou-san? I'm just...getting started!"

The next moment, the flow of time was stopped, and the range was limited to a hundred meters around the body, but Daguba was also successfully captured.

Keeping the punching action, Daguba grinned, still smiling happily.

The Fire Dragon pushed away the rubble piled on his body, panted slightly, and summoned the Flame Blade.

The red light gathered on the blade.

"Demon Sealing Kill!"

(End of this chapter)