Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

It was that director named Olga Marie.

"Did you need something?"

He turned around and looked at the other person calmly.

Where did that man holding the book go?

"Don't worry about it, he's always been like this, he'll show up when you need him."

The Chaldea director nodded and then looked at Yan Ming again.

"You've already decided to help our Chaldea, haven't you?"

"Only this time."

"That's true. After Singularity F is repaired, we don't know where you two will go, or whether we'll even meet again..."

Olga Marie sighed, only to find that Yan Ming in front of her didn't say a word.

"...You really have a cold personality."

"What do you want from me?"

In that case, the director decided to get straight to the point.

"That belt you use to transform into that form, who gave it to you? And how was it made?"

"Asking me for details is useless."

"..."

"Moreover, this is not something that just anyone can use."

The director felt a slight unease; she sensed that the man before her seemed to have read her mind.

"This is just a simple force. Even if you have it, what you can do and what kind of effect it will have depends entirely on the user."

"...I am not after your power."

Perhaps wanting to avoid being misunderstood, the director spoke up himself and said these words.

"But... although I possess the aptitude of a magician, I can't become a Master or anything like that..."

"So I was wondering, what would happen if you got this power from me?"

Yan Ming's expression remained unchanged.

However, this does not mean that he is a cold, emotionless person.

Even hypothetically, what could you do with it?

"..."

“I am very clear about what I need to do and what I am capable of doing.”

Yan Ming slowly turned around.

What about you?

If you were to actually obtain this power, have you thought about what you could do with it?

Olga Marie seemed to have a single thought in her mind.

Even though the other person had stopped talking, this question unconsciously surfaced in her mind.

She had no way to answer Yan Ming.

The silent girl left the floor just like that.

Yan Ming continued walking into the room and went directly to the room where the spirit particles were transferred.

Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka are both here.

"Ah...it's Mr. Yan Ming."

After realizing what was happening, Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly ran over.

"Where is the director? She seemed to be with you just now..."

"We've reached the rooftop."

"I see... um..."

After thinking for a moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka whispered to Yan Ming.

"The director may be a bit too aggressive, but she doesn't mean to make things difficult for anyone. Please forgive her."

"fine."

The two walked into the room together, only to see a flicker of fire inside.

Mashu had already lit a campfire for warmth.

"Ah, senior! And Mr. Yan Ming..."

The pink-haired girl seemed to be a little nervous at all times.

Yan Ming looked at the two of them and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

What is the relationship between you two?

"Eh?"

It seems they didn't expect Yan Ming to ask that question.

The two blinked and then looked at each other.

"As for me, I am a sub-Servant who was possessed by a Servant and signed a contract with my senior, who is my current Master."

Previously, Yan Ming obtained information from Wozna's constantly updated books that the Servant and Master were mutually supportive.

"In other words, you fight as his Servant, and he, as his Master, provides you with the magical power for battle, directing you from behind the scenes the whole time."

"...No."

Fujimaru Ritsuka almost immediately denied it.

"As the Master, I can't stay backstage the whole time; that won't do."

"senior…"

"As Matthew's Master, I not only have to face the enemy alongside her, but I also need to play a positive supporting role! I—"

He seemed to be trying very hard to express something.

However, no matter how Fujimaru Ritsuka tried to speak, she felt as if something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.

"...It's alright, seniors. You two must be a little hungry, right? Let's grill some chicken wings together! I'll go grill some for the director and Mr. Caster too!"

"Thank you... Mashu."

Mashu smiled gently and turned to walk towards the supplies, giving the two of them some frozen chicken wings.

Yan Ming and Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived at the campfire together, while Mashu rushed to the depths of the room to prepare other supplies.

"…Feel sorry."

The boy took a deep breath and looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Mr. Yan Ming was just stating his understanding of the concept of Master and Servant, but I kept getting excited about it."

"nothing."

Yan Ming remained the same as always, and wouldn't say anything about such a thing.

only--

Although Yan Ming had no problems, it was different for Fujimaru Ritsuka who was standing next to him.

That expression looked very unhealthy.

It's like... being confused and struggling with something.

You don't seem to be in good spirits.

"No, that's not true!"

Yan Ming casually placed the chicken wings in his hand on the fire, grilling them at the perfect angle.

"Mr. Yan Ming, you are really amazing."

While grilling her own chicken wings, Fujimaru Ritsuka started chatting with Yan Ming.

"Not only did they save us, but they also defeated the Servant alongside Caster-san. That's amazing! Was it like this all along?"

"No, it's only been like this recently."

Huh? Fujimaru Ritsuka was somewhat shocked by this.

"As for power, it was only obtained by chance."

"...Is it a coincidence?"

The Master also began to recall all sorts of things.

"I actually became a Master by chance, and Mash... also became my Servant by chance."

Memories from not long ago then flooded my mind.

"The director called me a second-rate Master, no... she probably didn't even have the qualifications of a Master anymore, but due to unavoidable circumstances, Mash and I had to become what we are now."

"...Precisely because he is a third-rate Master, he has no talent and no fighting skills, so on the battlefield he can only be the one being protected."

"My magic circuits are pitifully weak, my combat awareness is poor, and I don't even have any decent resolve."

I obtained the identity of Master by chance, and Yan Ming also obtained that power by chance.

But... why is there such a big difference?

"Mr. Yan Ming has only recently acquired this power, yet he can already control it easily. He is also very powerful in combat. How should I put it... it's like he gives me a feeling of being very tall and unattainable."

The two people are about the same age and both recently acquired different identities and powers by chance.

"But I... can't even get involved in the battle."

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a violent surge within her.

That fluctuation is slowly eroding my confidence.

"Let alone assisting Mash, I... even become a burden to Mash during battle."

"Am I... really qualified to become a Master?"

Feeling lost, troubled, and disoriented.

This is Fujimaru Ritsuka's state at this very moment.

Actually, you can't really blame him. As a new Master, he was forced into the battlefield before he even understood what was going on. Anyone would have ended up like that.

Yan Ming didn't say anything.

"...I'm sorry, I complained without thinking and ruined your mood."

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave an awkward, wry smile, and then smelled a strong burnt odor.

The chicken wings in his hand were already burnt to a crisp.

"Whoaaaaaah—!!"

In a panic, Fujimaru Ritsuka threw away the chicken wings, which were completely charred and fell into the fire, turning into ashes.

"Oh... I actually spaced out without realizing it..."

"Eat this."

At this moment, Yan Ming handed him a roasted chicken wing that was glistening with oil and had a bright color.

"This...is so delicious!! Thank you so much, Mr. Yan Ming!"

"Huh? So Fujimaru-kun really forgot? I thought you liked burnt chicken wings!"

"Doctor, please say less!"

Hearing Dr. Roman's mocking voice on the phone, Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed helplessly.

Just then, Mashu returned, bringing with her a lot of food that had been teleported, as well as some coffee and hot water to keep her alert.

Just as Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu continued their discussion...