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Chapter 347 Sudo Kirihiko
Night falls in the windy city.

Lights flash, vehicles come and go, and shadows grow hidden beneath the city's hustle and bustle.

At the corner of a small alley, Sudo Kirihiko was smiling broadly as he introduced the Gaia Memory in his hand to a middle-aged woman.

Her tone was gentle yet seductive, and her alluring words relentlessly permeated the other person's senses.

"This memory is perfect for you. With its power, you can punish your irresponsible husband properly."

The woman was clearly persuaded; a faint yet intense longing and hesitation flickered in her eyes.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally carefully took the deep blue Triceratops memory in her hand, her voice trembling slightly as she murmured, "Can it really punish my husband?"

"of course can."

Sudo Kirihiko continued to persuade him patiently, his expression remaining consistently enthusiastic.

"As long as you use this memory, no one can hurt you anymore."

Just as the woman's fingers were about to completely grip the memory chip.

A calm voice suddenly rang out from behind:
"This memory is less than 30% compatible with you. If you use it, you will die from the toxins in the memory within six months at most."

Sudo Kirihiko was taken aback by what he heard, then frowned and the smile on his face quickly faded.

With a hint of wariness and hostility in his eyes, he looked at the unfamiliar figure that had walked out from behind him.

A young man was seen wearing a neat, pure white uniform.

With a gentle yet mysterious smile, he seemed to see through everything before him.

"who are you?"

Sudo Kirihiko spoke cautiously, his mind secretly on guard.

The middle-aged woman was startled by the sudden scene, and the memory device in her hand fell to the ground. Her face turned pale instantly.

She glanced at Takumi Ogami in alarm, then turned and fled home in a panic, disappearing into the alleyway.

Onoue Takumi still wore a calm smile: "Nice to meet you. My name is Onoue Takumi, and I currently run a small library in Fuuto."

"library?"

Sudo Kirihiko was even more puzzled after hearing this introduction.

They knew perfectly well that this strange person's appearance here was no accident, especially since he had ruined the sales situation they had worked so hard to build.

Sudo Kirihiko calmly emphasized, "I am a formal sales representative for the museum. Since you are also in this circle, you should know the influence our museum has in both the legitimate and underworld circles of Fuuto. It's best not to interfere lightly."

Onoue Takumi's gaze remained calm, seemingly unconcerned about Sudo Kirihiko's warning.

“I know you work for a museum. I’m here today to offer you a more reasonable suggestion.”

"suggestion?"

"What on earth do you mean?"

Looking at Sudo Kirihiko across from him, Onoue said with a sly smile.

“A truly qualified memory seller is not simply pursuing quantity and profit, but rather accurately finding the right owner for each memory.”

“Indiscriminately selling memory to people who are completely unsuitable will only bring unnecessary harm and death. Although I know that in your eyes, these are just dirty games of the adult world.”

Onoue paused, his gaze deepening as if piercing through Sudo Kirihiko's heart: "But don't you want to realize your ambitions in a more correct way?"

Upon hearing this, Sudo Kirihiko's heart skipped a beat.

Staring at Onoue Takumi, he asked with a hint of hesitation, "You investigated me?"

"of course."

"The designer of Fengdu, who loves this city with all his heart, how could you be willing to see these tragedies continue to unfold in Fengdu?"

Upon hearing the name "Fuuto-kun," Sudo Kirihiko's heart skipped a beat.

He truly loved this city and had devoted much effort and energy to it.

However, as he grew up, the darkness of reality and the hypocrisy of the adult world had long since worn away his original aspirations.

He even gradually forgot his original intention to protect the city of Wind and simply mechanically carried out the museum's sales tasks.

"Follow me, Sudo Kirihiko. I can guarantee you adequate treatment and help you truly unleash the talent you cherish deep within your heart."

"Instead of wasting your talents on the wrong path, why not join us and protect the city of wind?"

A cool breeze blew by, and like the wind, Sudo Kirihiko's heart was filled with ripples.

"Protect the Wind Capital".

Sudo Kirihiko muttered to himself, his heart filled with deep contradictions and struggles.

He did not respond immediately, but stood there, silently watching the mysterious man in front of him.

Seeing this, Onoue did not urge him, but slowly took out a memory chip and a driver from his pocket and handed them to Sudo Kirihiko.

Sudo Kirihiko was slightly taken aback, then he clearly saw the word "Metal" marked on the memory.

"Metal?"

Sudo Kirihiko frowned slightly. As a salesperson at the museum, he had naturally seen many kinds of Gaia Memory.

The memory object in front of him was completely different from the memory objects he had seen in the museum before.

This is a T1-grade Metal Memory, clearly not the one possessed by Kamen Rider W, but a Memory that Foundation X secretly stockpiled. It is extremely rare and possesses immense power.

In an instant, Sudo Kirihiko felt as if the Metal Memory in his hand had touched a long-hidden desire deep within him, the original intention he had buried in his heart to protect Fuuto.

"Consider it a gift to you. I know you haven't made up your mind yet, so I'll give you plenty of time to think it over. Whether you want to join our library or not is up to you."

With that, he turned and left the alley. His figure gradually disappeared into the bustling streets of Fuuto, leaving only Sudo Kirihiko standing there blankly.

Sudo Kirihiko stared silently at the Metal Memory in his hand, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Meanwhile, back at the library, Takumi Onoue had just stepped inside when Sento put down the documents in his hand and said with a hint of teasing, "You seem to have a high opinion of that museum salesman?"

Onoue Takumi smiled calmly, walked to the table and sat down, raising his hand to rub his temples: "I just hope he can get back on the right path."

“The city has been controlled too deeply by the museum, but Sudo Kirihiko is different from ordinary museum staff.”

"But aren't you afraid that your interference will affect the progress of our memory collection mission?"

Onoue Takumi paused for a moment: "Although our initial purpose in coming to Fuuto was to collect Gaia Memories, it might be even more worthwhile if, in the process, some people can rediscover their own path and original aspirations."

"Sudo Kirihiko originally loved Fuuto and longed to truly protect the city, but he was gradually pushed in the wrong direction by the darkness of the museum and the cruelty of reality."

Zhan Tu helplessly shrugged: "You're still the same as always."

Ah Qiao is Ah Qiao; essentially, she can't bear to see anyone suffer or be killed, even a housewife.

"So, do you think Sudo Kirihiko can really be of help to us?"

"The museum's higher-ups clearly don't really value him; they see him as a pawn to be discarded at any time. If we can help him see the truth and unleash his true potential, his power might far exceed our expectations."

Meanwhile, far away on another street, Sudo Kirihiko was still standing there, his heart filled with unprecedented turmoil and confusion.

He gripped the Metal memory tightly for a long time, then sighed softly and slowly walked towards the company building of the museum.

There was a sales meeting waiting for him there.

The atmosphere in the museum company's meeting room was as serious and cold as ever.

Dozens of museum sales staff gathered here for their weekly sales summary meeting.

Seated at the head of the table, Sonosaki Saeko had an indifferent expression and cold eyes as she surveyed each employee below.

Sudo Kirihiko sat quietly in the corner, lost in thought with his head down.

The surrounding noises and arguments seemed irrelevant to him, and the words of Takumi Onoue kept echoing in his mind.

At that moment, a sales team leader suddenly stood up, staring at Sudo Kirihiko with an unfriendly expression, his voice filled with dissatisfaction and reproach.

"Wu Yan, what's wrong with you today? Why didn't you sell a single Triceratops Memory?" His question broke the tense atmosphere in the conference room and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Sudo Kirihiko slowly raised his head, his eyes unusually calm, and replied indifferently, "Because those buyers are not suitable."

"Not suitable?"

The team leader's face grew even more somber, his brows furrowed.
"Tell me why you think it's inappropriate?"

"Because the compatibility is not high enough, selling the memory to them indiscriminately will only cause them to die from the backlash of the memory toxins in a short period of time."

Upon hearing this, the team leader angrily retorted, "Are you questioning our sales model? We only need to achieve our sales targets; who cares about their suitability?"

Sudo Kirihiko coldly looked at the team leader and retorted, "Your current sales performance is not even half of mine. You are not qualified to continue teaching me how to sell memory chips."

"you"

The team leader was instantly enraged and was about to lash out again when Saeko Sonozaki's voice rang out.

"enough."

Saeko Sonozaki's tone was calm but impatient, and the temperature in the conference room seemed to drop several degrees instantly.

"I don't want to hear this kind of pointless arguing anymore. I don't care about compatibility issues. Your only task is to find a way to sell the memory. That's the mission of our museum."

After saying this, she waved her hand impatiently, signaling the end of the meeting and urging everyone to leave quickly.

Most people fell silent, not daring to say anything more, and got up and left the meeting room.

Saeko Sonozaki sat alone in the large office, the surroundings quiet. She stared out the window, lost in thought.

The lamplight illuminated her delicate face, creating a complex and enigmatic effect through the interplay of light and shadow.

However, what came to her mind at this moment was not the content of the sales meeting, nor the memory chip sales business that gave her a headache, nor Wakana who was always bickering with her.

It's A-Qiao.
The skeletal form she transformed into that day was deeply imprinted in her mind. Its eerie yet artistic appearance stirred an unprecedented and intense feeling within her.

"It's so beautiful."

Saeko whispered softly, as if she was still immersed in that scene and couldn't pull herself out of it.

She had never imagined that a Skull memory could bring about such a wonderful and shocking change. Onoue Takumi's posture at that time was like a perfect work of art, which deeply moved her.

That pure yet powerful beauty stirred an irrepressible excitement and longing deep within her heart.

Saeko was always cold and decisive, and never easily revealed her emotions, but that time, she was completely immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself.

"I never expected Skull to change like that."

This man seemed to possess some kind of mysterious and powerful magic, making her involuntarily want to get closer, explore, and even completely unable to resist him.

She slowly opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

He began to think about how to get closer to Takumi Onoue once again.

On the other side, the atmosphere in the museum's dark underground parking garage was particularly oppressive.

The dim yellow light cast a faint glow, casting blurry and swaying shadows on the ground, as if foreshadowing something ominous about to happen.

Sudo Kirihiko walked uneasy toward his car, still clutching the Metal memory he had obtained from Onoue Takumi.

A cold voice came from the shadows, filled with undisguised anger and sarcasm:
"Wu Yan, where are you headed?"

Sudo Kirihiko stopped in his tracks, his expression changing slightly. He turned around and saw the team leader, with whom he had just had a conflict in the meeting, standing under the lights at the garage exit, staring at him with a gloomy expression.

He forced down his discomfort and calmly replied, "Is there anything else?"

The team leader approached step by step, his eyes revealing a threatening intent.

"You idiot, don't you even know what it means to respect your superiors?"

Sudo Kirihiko replied calmly, "I have always respected you, Mr. Team Leader."

"respect?"

The team leader's voice suddenly rose a few decibels.
"If you truly respected me, you wouldn't have embarrassed me in front of Ms. Saeko during the meeting."

The team leader sneered as he slowly pulled out a memory chip that gleamed with a dangerous light from his pocket. It was the Triceratops memory chip that had previously failed to sell.

"It seems you need a real lesson to learn what respect truly means!"

He suddenly pressed the switch on the memory, and accompanied by the Triceratops's prompt, the team leader's body rapidly expanded and deformed, his bones twisted and his muscles bulged, and in a moment he transformed into a tall, ferocious, and oppressive Triceratops monster.

Sudo Kirihiko's expression changed drastically, and he took a half step back.

Although he was a museum salesman and had seen many of the transformed forms of the Memory, he had never actually used any Memory himself, let alone confronted a Memory Monster head-on.

Before he could react, the Triceratops monster roared and stomped down on him.

"Oops!"

Sudo Kirihiko's mind went blank. Without time to think, he instinctively rolled to the side.

Even so, he was still thrown away by the huge shockwave, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and intense pain instantly spread throughout his body.

The team leader, now transformed into a triceratops monster, let out a low, triumphant laugh as he slowly approached the fallen Sudo Kirihiko: "What, are you scared now? You were so arrogant in the meeting just now, do you regret it now?"

Sudo Kirihiko looked up, but his vision blurred. He gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet.

However, just as he was struggling to get up, he heard several footsteps behind him.

Looking up, I saw several museum staff members deep inside the garage.

Each person had a cold expression, showing no intention of offering any help, as if they were blind to the violence before them.

Their gazes were filled with mockery and indifference as they looked at Sudo Kirihiko's difficult appearance, but not a single person offered to help, not even a hint of sympathy.

Sudo Kirihiko's heart sank to the bottom, enveloped by an unprecedented sense of loneliness and despair.

The Triceratops monster slowly raised its claws, smiling coldly: "This time, I'll teach you what true obedience really means!"

Just as the huge, sharp claws were about to fall, a thought suddenly flashed through Sudo Kirihiko's mind.

He pulled out the Metal Memory and Lost Driver that Takumi Onoue had given him from his pocket, and a resolute and determined look appeared in his eyes like never before.

“Metal!”

He whispered the name of the memory device and made his true choice.

The next moment, he inserted the memory into the driver, and with a dazzling light and energy fluctuations, Sudo Kirihiko's body was suddenly encased in hard and cold metal, and he quickly transformed.

Silver metallic armor quickly covered Sudo Kirihiko's entire body, with the dazzling Metal logo prominently displayed on his chest.

To his surprise, he felt a surge of cold power coursing through his body, which transformed into an indestructible blade.

Just then, the berserk Triceratops monster roared and unleashed a punch carrying a heavy sense of pressure, as if it wanted to crush everything in front of it.

"Humph"

Sudo Kirihiko also threw a punch to meet the attack.

boom!
With a loud crash, Sudo Kirihiko's fist collided with the Triceratops monster's fist, instantly creating a powerful gust of air.

An amazing scene unfolded
The Triceratops monster was forced to retreat under Sudo Kirihiko's fierce counterattack, and its entire body was slammed to the ground by the huge impact.

"How can it be"

The Triceratops monster struggled desperately, completely unable to understand why it had failed so easily.

Sudo Kirihiko looked down at the silver metal sword he was gripping tightly. Without hesitation, he twisted his wrist, and the metal sword, carrying a sharp, cold light, slashed down instantly.

With a crisp shattering sound, the Triceratops Memory was completely destroyed in an instant.

In reality, this team leader's suitability was extremely low, and he was unable to truly unleash the full power of the memory.

Just as Sudo Kirihiko won his battle, Sonozaki Ryubei, who was hiding in the shadows, witnessed everything.

Lost Driver.
How did this thing end up on him?
(End of this chapter)