I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 497 and the following chapters are really stupid, but the other times...

If there is only one night left and one must leave the next day, then Heaven will inevitably have to give up a lot in the arrangements.

Fortunately, Guangxia Photo Studio is still here, so Tiandao doesn't need to think about anything else. He just needs to let Kazushi Kadoya and the others wait for him for a while.

It just so happened that Kazuya Kadoya and the others were also a little uneasy because of Kurokami's departure, and they needed some time to calm down.

So it was natural for Tiandao to use the teleportation technique to allow himself to leave here.

Of course, the energy consumed by this teleportation was quite high. After all, it was a direct teleport from Neon to the United States, and it was accurately located next to someone.

The energy of Heaven's Will is not as strong as before and has been weakened a little. But it is also because of this that the energy of Heaven's Will, which has lost its murderous intent, appears purer and more sensitive.

Under precise control, Tiandao appeared in a ward.

The unique smell of the medicinal water penetrated into his mouth and nose the moment Tiandao arrived, making him frown involuntarily.

"Tian Dao?!" Someone in the ward who was not asleep noticed the appearance of Tian Dao. His eyes lit up and he subconsciously wanted to get up, but when the wound on his body was touched, he grimaced in pain.

"If you're injured, just stay still." Tian Dao said unhappily, "Is it necessary to be so excited when you see me?"

“You bastard…” Ichijo covered his chest, his frown gradually relaxed, and his expression became calmer: “Before, Miss Sakurako sent me a message saying that you were back, and I thought she was comforting me.”

"What should I comfort you with? You don't think that Sakurako is missing Godai so much that she's suffering from paranoia." Tiandao pulled out a chair and sat beside the bed, looking at Ichijo's current appearance.

"He's badly injured."

"Ah, the opponent is not an ordinary person." Ichijo nodded: "I always feel that he is more terrifying than Gurongi, and... seems to give me a familiar feeling."

"I feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember where."

“Of course you have seen him.” Tian Dao exhaled a breath of foul air: “After I died, among the four guys who came to snatch my body away, that guy was there.”

"You mean..." Ichijo responded immediately.

"That's right. We were allies before, but now we are enemies." As he spoke, Tiandao told Ichijo the identity of the Water Angel, and also told him about Agito.

But Tiandao did not say much about the Black God.

After all, the gap is too big. If this is told to Yi Tiao, given his style, he will definitely go looking for trouble with Heishen after his injury heals.

There is no way to protect the heaven.

"Agito... So this is human power, not Gurongi's?" After hearing what Tiandao said, Ichijo finally knew the source of the light power that the Wolf King used.

Yes, Gurongi were once humans, so it is only natural that they can use this power.

Even the Wolf King transformed humans into new types of Gurongi for this power.

"Fortunately, with the new Agito and now you, I am more familiar with the affairs of Neon..."

The smiling gaze he cast over did not see Tiandao's happy face, but instead he saw the same solemn and silent look as always.

This gave Ichijo a bad feeling.

"My stay in this world is limited to tonight." Looking up, Tiandao looked at Yitiao and said word by word, "And I cannot do anything to interfere with this battle."

"The last time you said something like this with this expression, I remember it was when we went to fight the Wolf King together." Ichijo was not surprised, but spoke on his own: "Agito's appearance, is there any secret behind this?"

"Ah, it's about the origin of this world, and even the secret of the origin of mankind." Tiandao nodded: "I can't say too much."

One:…

"Has it already escalated to this point?" Ichijo was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "Where's Wudai? Is he back?"

"The Fifth Generation went one step ahead of me and should have returned." Tian Dao nodded: "But the path he took is different from mine. I don't know what the speed of time is like there."

"It's possible that he's still on his way."

"Is that so?" Ichijo understood. "Then in your opinion, can Agito solve this problem?"

"Agito alone is not enough." Tiandao answered without thinking: "Or Agito is not important."

"What's important this time is humanity itself." "Agito is only one of the protagonists, but humanity is also the protagonist this time."

One:…

protagonist?

What kind of situation would allow humans to step onto such a big stage? Even... become the protagonist.

Wasn’t it the story of Kuuga and Enlong before?
Humans play more of the role of victims and helpers, and are not qualified to be the protagonists.

But looking at Tiandao's gloomy face, Ichiyao also understood Tiandao's attitude.

He was serious and really felt that way.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, on the bright street dotted with street lights, Tiandao took the lead and walked ahead of everyone else.

Behind him, Xiaoye looked a little dazed, and even his body was shaking. He was obviously in a state of great tension.

Compared to Sayo, Kadoya Kado seemed much calmer, chatting and laughing with Mitsuru Natsumi and Onodera.

"arrive."

Arriving at the door of his own house, Tiandao raised his head and stared at the door that was deliberately made to look old: "This is Shenshan's house."

"Kamiyama family..." The group stopped and stared at this mansion which covered a large area in Nagano Prefecture, all of them were a little amazed.

"Tsk, what's so amazing about this old house?" Kadoya crossed his arms and said disdainfully: "Isn't our house much prettier than this one?"

"That's different..." As a native Japanese who lived in normal society since childhood, Guang Xiahai fully understands how rare it is to have such a house in the city.

Although Kazuto Kadoya's house looks like a villa, it is at best just the level of a nouveau riche.

And this... is called the heritage of history.

"I have already informed my grandfather on the way back, and he must be..." Standing in front of the gate, Tiandao was about to push open the door of Shenshanjiadu, but the moment he turned his head, he was hit on the nose by the door.

The whole person fell backwards, Tiandao squatted on the ground in pain, covering his nose, unable to speak because of the pain.

"Xiao Ye?!" Pushing open the door of Shenshan's house, the old man, dressed solemnly and with his hair combed neatly, had a solemn expression, giving people a feeling of awe without even being angry.

The white haori is matched with a red robe, and his clean and simple appearance makes him look a little sacred.

But the expectant look on his face completely destroyed this sacred feeling.

"Uh... hello, grandpa." Xiaoye took a few steps forward and looked at the old man: "I am Xiaoye, that..."

"Same! So similar!" Grabbing Xiaoye's outstretched hand, Shenshan Taier's eyes were filled with tears, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak: "You and your mother... are exactly the same..."

When talking about her mother whom she had never met before, Xiaoye's expression was dazed for a moment.

"What is my mother like...?"

"She was very naughty when she was little, and she liked to pull my hair." Kamiyama Taiji's eyes revealed deep nostalgia: "When she was still little, she would open her arms and ask me to hold her when she saw me. After I held her, it wouldn't take long for her to mark me."

"Later, she learned to walk, and she slowly, slowly approached me on the ground..."

The more people talk, the more they find it difficult to extricate themselves from the memories.

The Shenshan family in the past was definitely not the one with one old and one young like it is now.

The former Shenshan family made Shenshan Taier miss it very much.

No one spoke, including Kazuto Kazuya, who was about to step forward and say something, but he stopped and remained silent.

As an elder, he watched with his own eyes as his descendants were captured by fate and left him one by one, and the huge Shenshan family gradually withered.

How heart-wrenching must it be for an old person to see his young son die...

(End of this chapter)