I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 566: Tsumurai Tendou, it’s time to take medicine.

"Pooh!"

Breaking away from the world created by the ultimate killing technique, the whole person flew in the air and then fell heavily to the ground.

His whole body was filled with countless sparks, and he canceled his transformation at the moment when he was about to break.

Niram lay on the ground, the calm expression on his face completely disappeared, replaced by heavy breathing and a weak body.

After the barrier completely dissipated, Tiandao, kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his chest and his face covered in blood, appeared between heaven and earth.

There was still some blood on the driver in his hand, and the Ninja dropped it to the ground, unattended.

"You win." Niram covered his chest and gasped for breath as he said hatefully, "But don't forget, I'm just the producer of this game. The real master will come soon!"

"Are you from some immortal sect? After you beat the younger ones, here come the older ones. It's endless." Tiandao spat out a mouthful of blood foam and stood up from the ground with all his strength: "If you still don't accept it, you can try again!"

"Whether you or that expert, don't even think about taking Tsumurai away from me!"

"I hope that when you face the desperate reality, you will have the confidence." Niram covered his chest and stood up with difficulty. After taking a deep look at Tiandao who was kneeling on the ground, he picked up the driver on the ground and limped into the darkness.

With no intention of looking back, he just disappeared in front of Tiandao, leaving his body, which was severely injured in the fight between the two, unable to continue.

In the field created by Xing Tian's ultimate killing technique, a war broke out between the two who had no intention of fighting each other.

No one knows why they are fighting and why they have fought to this extent.

The barrier that forbids heaven and earth seals away all the secrets.

Only the two people inside the barrier would understand what exactly happened.

...

Suel acted quickly. Almost within a few hours after Samas contacted him, Suel descended directly from the future to this era and appeared directly at the location of the statue of the Goddess of Creation.

And here, Samas was like a statue, motionless, waiting here for a long time.

As soon as Suel arrived, Samas went to greet him and bowed his head respectfully.

"Mr. Suel."

"Samas, bring Niram back to me." Suel's voice sounded under the hood. Although to outsiders it was just a robe and a piece of clothing moving, the invisible Suel did not exist.

"No matter what excuses he has, he is the producer of the Desire Grand Prix. He was negligent in his duties as a game producer by watching a contestant do something like that."

"Yes." Samas was originally a chess piece placed by Suel next to Niram, and was a spy who monitored Niram's every move.

This is essentially who he is.

So Samas naturally obeyed his orders.

After Samas left, Suel turned around and looked at the statue of the Goddess of Creation that he had created, especially the conspicuous cracks on the wings.

"The statue of the goddess of creation, which could hold out for a while, started to crack at this moment..." Suel pondered: "Did anyone do anything?"

Suel, who was not in this era and did not supervise this area all the time, could only guess what might have happened when looking at the scene after the incident.

...

"Come on, Tiandao player."

Holding the cooked soup and bringing it to Tiandao's mouth with a porcelain spoon, Tsumurai sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over: "It's time to take the medicine."

"Can you please not say such things to me in such a tone?" Tiandao, who was lying on the bed, rolled his eyes: "I wouldn't go to that extent."

Having said that, Tiandao still opened his mouth honestly and enjoyed the tenderness brought by the goddess.

You have to know this kind of thing. When he was still in Kuga's world, every time he was injured, he could only watch Sakurako taking good care of Godai and he was very envious and jealous.

Now that they finally have the same scene and the same treatment, he will enjoy it first no matter what.

"You had a fight with Niram last night, right?" Tsumurai asked as she fed him, "As long as the game manager's belt is still in your hand, the Grand Prix will be able to lock your position and you won't be able to escape." "It's useless even if I throw that thing away." Tiandao shook his head, leaned forward slightly, and stretched out his hand to touch Tsumurai's delicate collarbone without any hesitation.

Feeling the delicate skin on his fingertips, Tiandao moved all the way up and touched Tsumuri's neck with his fingertips.

Worn on Tsumurai's slender, snow-white neck, it was just an accessory to her clothes.

A black knitted collar.

"A player from the Heavenly Path?" Tsumurai asked in doubt.

"The relationship between you and me has developed to the point where we are so close, and you are indifferent?" Tiandao sighed: "Don't you feel uncomfortable carrying this?"

"This?" Tsumurai touched the ring around her neck in confusion. "This is something I was born with along with this outfit. Why should I feel uncomfortable?"

"Because you should feel uncomfortable." Tiandao answered quite straightforwardly: "Because this is like a collar, it binds you tightly."

“Even if this is something you’re born with, it’s just the way it is, right?”

Tiandao did not take off the collar for Tsumurai because it was a meaningless act.

"I was born this way, is that right?" Tsumuri touched her neck, "Of course, this is my duty."

Tiandao exhaled, he knew this would be the answer.

The hand that was touching the neck also dropped down, but was picked up again at the moment it was about to drop.

Tsumurai put down the bowl and spoon, grabbed Tendao's hand with one hand, picked it up again, spread out the five fingers one by one, and placed them on her neck.

"Is there anything else you haven't said?" asked Tsumurai.

“…Don’t have any emotions other than hatred towards me, Tsumuri.” Feeling the delicacy and warmth in his palm, Tiandao exerted a little force with his fingers, applying some strength between his palms.

Tsumuri hummed and revealed an uncomfortable expression as expected. Her furrowed brows made her look even more beautiful and gave people a feeling of pity.

There was a mist-like flow of weakness in her eyes that were narrowed because of sadness. Just by looking at them, one could feel that they seemed to be able to speak.

Tiandao loosened his grip unconsciously, and the slightly exerted force dissipated.

He was very sure of his hobbies, but he couldn't continue treating a girl like this, a girl he owed something to.

"There is only a pure relationship of use between us, and you are here only because I don't want to hand you over to the people of the Desire Grand Prix, that's all." Tiandao released the hand that was holding Tsumurri's neck and said coldly: "You don't know how important you are."

"So no matter what, I will not let you go to anyone." Tiandao retracted his gaze and did not look at the expression on Tsumurai's face: "You can only stay by my side."

After coughing a few times, Tsumurai covered her neck and lowered her head, so she couldn't see the expression on Tiandao's face at the moment.

However, Tiandao was unable to see the strange expression on Tsumurai's face as she lowered her head.

Is this... a declaration of wanting to occupy myself alone?
From the moment she was born, she lived for the Grand Prix of Desire. This was her duty, and Tsumurai believed that she would always be like this.

But Tiandao's domineering words at this moment, which directly expressed that these words belonged only to him, also brought Tsumurai an unprecedented and wonderful mood.

She couldn't describe what she felt at the moment in words, nor could she understand what this feeling was like.

But she knew that she didn't hate this declaration of herself as someone's property.

Rather, she, who was born for the Grand Prix of Desire, felt a little happy at this moment that she would belong to someone.

"Knock down!"

Just as the two of them were silent and caught in a strange atmosphere, such a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Is anyone there? Take the package."

The two people who were suddenly disturbed raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other first, and then looked towards the door together.

What kind of express delivery could arrive at this time?
Thinking of this, Tiandao stood up, walked to the door and opened it, but found that the expected courier did not exist. There was only a box sealed with tape in front of the door, indicating someone's visit.

(End of this chapter)