Kamen Rider: Prince of Shadow

At least I'm not a monster...

For Ryo Weihara, this man, this is the only consolation.

After all, his girlfriend thought that he and unknown were both monsters and the same, but now, at least this problem has been solved.

However, in the final analysis, this is just self-comfort.

This power is a complete curse for Ryo Weihara.

Nobuhiko sat on the ground, looking at Ryo Aoihara without saying a word. It was not until Ryo Aoihara's mood stabilized that he continued:

"Those monsters are called Venerables, and their purpose is to kill people who may awaken Yajituo. Of course, people who have already awakened are also their targets. That's pretty much it."

"Excuse me, are these people people who have awakened?"

Hearing this, Wei Yuanliang seemed to have thought of something, and found a very shabby-looking notebook from his clothes. It was something left by his father, and he had been looking for clues based on the list above.

Nobuhiko took it and opened it. The notebook had obviously been there for a while. There were a few familiar names on it, but Nobuhiko also knew that the names recorded on it were members of the Tianliang.

"Yes, but the relevant matters have already touched upon the most fundamental truth, so I can't answer your specific reasons. The only thing I can tell you is that your father and these people have all been on a ship, and on that ship Awakened for some reason.”

Nobuhiko said, returning the notebook to Ryo Aoihara.

After hearing Nobuhiko's words, Ryo Weihara pondered for a long time and put away his notebook.

Then, he hesitated and asked hopefully:

"Is there any way to get rid of this power?"

"Yes, but to be honest, I don't think that's a good option."

Nobuhiko thought of the scene in the later period when the Black God took away Sho Ikko's power, and continued:

"Because all humans have the possibility of awakening. The difference is just sooner or later. This power is a curse, but it is indispensable for humans in this world. If you follow my wishes, you'd better control this power as much as possible. force."

"·····I see."

"Agreed so quickly?"

"No, I still don't understand. To be honest, even after listening to you, I don't know why I should accept this power, but-"

Ryo Weihara looked at Nobuhiko and said word by word:

"-You are the only one who has helped me so far, so I trust you."

"This feels good, what are you going to do next?"

"Continue investigating."

Ryo Weihara said without hesitation, his purpose did not waver at all:

"You said that the most fundamental truth cannot be told to me, so I will verify it myself, and... people must have goals."

Having lost everything, Ryo Weihara regards finding out the truth as his goal, even now.

After the exchange, it was naturally time to replenish energy.

Ryo Weihara, who had not eaten for almost a day, wolfed down a box of bento. Fortunately, Nobuhiko was prepared for this situation and bought some bread, which made him full.

That night, Ryo Weihara slept at Nobuhiko's place. It was obviously a stranger's home, but Ryo Weihara rarely had a peaceful night. This was the first time since he transformed into Gills that he almost slept. He didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning.

However, Ryo Weihara didn't stay here long. After breakfast, he asked Nobuhiko to take him to the site of the incident, where his motorcycle was still parked.

Nobuhiko agreed, and within a few minutes the two of them arrived at the location.

Although it was possible to see police patrolling the scene due to the relationship between unknown and Gills yesterday, it was obvious that they did not notice a motorcycle parked here all night.

"Great car, but mine isn't bad either."

It seems that because he knows a lot of things, Ryo Weihara relaxes a lot. Compared with the previous bitterness and hatred, now he shows a vitality suitable for his age.

"Well, how should I put it? The origin of this motorcycle is quite complicated, but in the final analysis, it also carries my memories and witnesses my growth."

Nobuhiko patted the silver surprised locust and said with a smile.

Weiyuan Ryo also showed a knowing smile. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and continued to ask:

"Well... I have always wanted to ask, why did you save me? Is it because I am Gills?"

"No, I promised that when I meet someone who needs help, I will try my best to lend a helping hand - as long as it is within my ability, give it to you."

With that said, Nobuhiko handed a piece of paper to Ryo Weihara. On it was a string of phone numbers, with a key inside:

"Contact me if you need it. The same goes for that apartment. Use it as a shelter in times of crisis."

"Thank you, thank you... I will."

Weihara Ryo nodded, put the note and keys into his pocket solemnly, then rode on his motorcycle and left in the distance.

Looking at the direction he was leaving, Nobuhiko smiled, looked down at the Surprised Locust again, and said to himself:

"My motorcycle is better, wait, motorcycle?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Nobuhiko's head. He might have found a way to break the seal. Without any delay, he immediately turned around and sprinted towards the apartment.

At the same time, in a barbecue restaurant on the street, Ozawa Sumiko looked at the direction where Nobuhiko left, frowning slightly - that person... seems to have some impression.

At this time, Omuro, a member of the G3 team, asked in confusion:

"Miss Ozawa, what are you looking at?"

"Ah? It's okay, I'm just observing the scene."

Ozawa Sumiko shook her head and said nonchalantly.

Across the street, Hikawa Makoto also said with a puzzled look:

"That... I still don't understand why we suddenly come here to eat barbecue?"

"Stupid, Detective Hojo is our colleague, and he was attacked by a masked man. What a terrible thing. As companions, shouldn't we come here to help him search for the murderer?!"

Ozawa Sumiko said righteously.

Hikawa Makoto was still puzzled:

"So, why eat barbecue?"

"The search consumes physical energy, so it is natural to eat some barbecue and drink some draft beer to replenish physical energy."

Hearing Ozawa's answer, Omuro, who was grilling meat on the side, couldn't help but complain:

"You are obviously gloating over someone else's misfortune."

"This is my treat, is there any problem?"

Ozawa Sumiko said, picking up the barbecue that Omuro had just grilled and putting it in Hikawa Makoto's bowl.

Then, ignoring Omuro's dissatisfied expression, she continued:

"In short, we must investigate the matter of Hojo clearly. Hikawa, when you go back, I ask you to retrieve the records. It must be the most detailed one. To what extent was Hojo beaten? Where was he beaten? Are there any sequelae? You must know everything! Only in this way can we help Mr. Hojo!"

"Uh... yes..."

Seeing Ozawa Sumiko say such words seriously, Hikawa Makoto nodded subconsciously.

ps: According to the current plan, the character in the play who has the most contact with the bitter cold is the one who has the most contact with the bitter cold. As for the others, do you want to play G3?