I want to become a Kamen Rider

“Boom, boom—!!”

An indescribable explosion engulfed the enormous figure, which was over twenty meters tall.

The blinding light illuminated the dim sky as if it were daytime, and the terrifying shockwave spread out in all directions like a solid ring, pressing a huge dent into the sea surface and stirring up even higher ring waves. The deafening roar even drowned out the howl of the storm.

The light faded, and the smoke of battle filled the air.

All that remained on the sea surface were floating broken shells, charred wreckage, and huge whirlpools churning with foam. That once invincible "ultimate weapon," of unknown generation, had vanished without a trace.

Fan Kang still held onto the rope, swaying gently in the wind at the helicopter door. He glanced down at his watch.

"About ten minutes."

He muttered to himself, his tone as calm as if he had merely watched a routine drill. Without needing to use his "safety net," the battle against the strongest monster currently existing within the Dark Organization came to an end.

The Earth is ultimately vast. Even his sweeping campaign six months ago allowed countless insects to escape by hiding in the shadows. And when news of his power waning spread, even slightly larger cockroaches emerged. His purpose here was as a precaution; now that they could work together to defeat him, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At least, it avoids adding another crack to the already cracked Imperial Stone.

Just like the previous night, the smoke of battle had not yet completely dissipated, but under the efficient and almost ruthless organization of a certain individual, reconstruction work was already in full swing. The roar of heavy machinery replaced the artillery fire, and the shadow of order was quickly outlined on the ruins.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this efficiency and effectiveness that the Knights Council was able to be accepted by various countries under his leadership, and even the proposal for countries to jointly fund the construction of a giant humanoid robot using $50 billion of military funds was passed.

After the battle, Eleanor sent him a message through an encrypted channel, telling him not to rush off, as she had "important things to discuss."

This is Eleanor's problem; she can always find a way to approach him under the guise of business, and he can't refuse.

……

……

He landed on a relatively intact island in the Line Islands.

In a secluded corner nestled against a cliff and facing the azure sea, where the midday sun poured down unhindered, like molten gold, Fan Kang found Eleanor.

There were no entourages, no elaborate processions. The blonde, blue-eyed beauty sat alone on a sun-warmed rock. She was dressed very lightly, in a simple, almost pure white sundress that revealed large expanses of her smooth, ivory-like skin. The delicate straps seemed ready to slip off at any moment, and the hem of the dress barely covered her upper thighs, leaving her long, straight feet completely exposed to the intense sunlight.

Eleanor's lack of elaborate preparations surprised him somewhat, but it was probably not because she didn't want to, but because the battle was taking place in such a remote archipelago, and bringing a few more people for unnecessary pomp and circumstance would be a waste of manpower and resources.

This is also why he has not developed any ill will towards Eleanor so far; she wields power but is not attached to it.

Fan Kang stopped a few steps away from her, his gaze sweeping over the vast blue sea behind her. Eleanor's voice, on the other hand, carried a hint of languor, like a sea breeze warmed by the sun:

"finish watching?"

"finish watching."

"how do you feel?"

She turned her head slightly, her golden hair shimmering like molten gold in the sunlight, her emerald eyes reflecting his figure.

"Not bad, quite commendable, especially your idea of ​​cooperating with existing conventional human armed forces in joint operations, it's really good. Even if Godzilla ultimately has to rely on the power of the knights to defeat it, at least in the initial combat system, the existing weapons and artillery can play a significant role."

His comments were professional and sincere.

However, his response was not a discussion of tactics, but rather Eleanor gently swaying her dangling leg in front of him.

The beautiful woman crossed her legs in front of him, her fair thighs and calves coming into view.

The hem of her skirt rode up slightly with her movement, revealing a more alluring section of her firm, taut inner thigh. The sunlight greedily kissed every inch of her exposed skin, from her slender, rounded ankles to her delicate arches, then sliding up her firm calves, leaving an almost transparent halo on her smooth skin, as if even the light itself had become viscous and lingering.

Eleanor met his gaze, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Honestly, she's really charming.

To put it in a cliché, even the sunlight might be pleased to have kissed Eleanor's leg. Undoubtedly, her beauty was unparalleled; even Xiao Feng would have to suppress his silly grin before he could rival her in sheer beauty.

Perhaps it was because of that dream, or perhaps it was something Kyubey did, but he did not ignore her stunning beauty as usual. Instead, like a normal man, he took a few more glances at her.

The girl playfully tapped her toes in the air, sunlight refracting into tiny specks of light on her rounded toenails.

"..."

"How about you just honestly admit it?"

"...I'm admiring your feet."

She leaned forward slightly, a glimpse of cleavage peeking out from beneath her neckline, her tone carrying a hint of mischievous smugness:

"This isn't a free exhibition, Mr. Fan Kang. If you want to appreciate it, you'll have to pay. Marry me, and you can look at my feet as long as you want without anyone gossiping. You can even lick them. After all, my feet aren't smelly at all, unlike what some people say. On the contrary... they smell really good."

Having realized he was in the wrong, Fan Kang looked away.

"You can look at my feet as the price."

“My dear Akang, shave your leg hair before saying such things.”

The girl seemed to want to admire his embarrassment a little longer, but Fan Kang quickly looked away and regained his usual composure.

He wasn't like that perverted time-traveler who focused on a specific body part. To be honest, he liked anything that looked good, whether it was the face, chest, feet, buttocks, or ankles.

If I were to be my true self, of course I would immediately rush over, hug and lick it wildly. There's nothing shameful about that; it's just the normal reaction a man should have when faced with such a priceless treasure.

Having gained so much genuine affection by playing the hero, he had no other choice but to live up to the name of Kugo.

"It's still as awkward as ever, A-Kang."

The girl smiled with heartache.

"Philosophers ask great questions. But politicians give great answers. I am all your answers. Whatever you want, I will fulfill it. The stars in the sky may be a bit troublesome, but with the resources we have now, we might be able to pluck the moon from the sky for you. Even if you say you want to have two women on your left and right and make everyone happy, I will generously agree. Why should you be so awkward being alone?"

"I do this so that everyone can be happy."

"Have you excluded yourself from 'everyone'?"

"I am a monster."

He casually changed the subject and sighed.

“Listen, Eleanor Mondebelle, distinguish yourself from scheming politicians. There are few who deserve the title of statesman, and even fewer who have common sense. What the world needs are statesmen with common sense and heroes who know restraint and where the boundaries lie, not ambitious schemers without common sense, or mythical heroes whose descendants sing wildly and recklessly. Great heroes are so free because they are favored by the gods, but you and I both know that we have been abandoned by the gods.”

"Forsaken by God?"

Eleanor smiled as if she had heard an extremely funny joke, a smile that was almost arrogant.

She stood up, facing the sea with outstretched arms. The sunlight instantly enveloped her, her golden hair flying, like a goddess proclaiming victory. She turned her head, her emerald eyes burning with a fiery intensity, her voice resolute:

"No, it is we who have abandoned the gods."

This woman is always like this. I don't know where she gets the courage and confidence to be so arrogant. If you really ask her, she'll say it's him who gave her that confidence.

"Say whatever you want, let's talk about something important."

"The power is not enough. Not enough. Even if we include those twenty 'Gundams' that were built with all our resources, it is still far from enough. We have done our best within the limits of our current technology, resources, and the potential of our knights. Other knights are also desperately pushing themselves to become stronger. But, with 'The End of a Thousand Meters' as our hypothetical enemy... it's not enough. The gap is too big."

Her words were like a cold blade, slicing through all false optimism.

“We need the power to break the mold, the power to transcend the norm, just like you once did.”

He once forged something beyond miracles and even divine gifts from a spiritual stone that carried his wish to live, through countless efforts and tears. In other words, to be compared with it, it must at least be a miracle or a divine gift.

Even searching through the history of the next thirty years, which has already begun to become blurred, apart from a few isolated cases of turning to the dark, degenerate, and going mad, no other knight has ever truly reached the heights he achieved half a year ago.

Let alone achieving it, the theoretical possibility is extremely slim, like a fairy tale.

Gazing at the vast blue ocean and the blonde beauty shimmering in the sunlight, Fan Kang's thoughts drifted far, far away. He suddenly remembered that long, long ago, a suspicious white alien creature had mentioned it to him in a casual tone.

That was also the first time that Cupid had so openly displayed his desires in front of him.

It will be even stronger than he was back then, something extraordinary...

A name that I'd had quite a few interactions with, yet now seems somewhat distant, came to mind—

乃。