Oh Crud...
Seeing the two guns aimed at him, Subaru instinctively barrel-rolled to his right, missing the incoming bullets by a couple of inches. Heaving a sigh of relief, he looked up, only to hear the cocking of guns.
"Argh, this bastard is too quick. What is he, a monkey!? Monkey or not, they'll both end up dead with guns in their faces anyway, hehehe... Just as they aimed their guns at Subaru's face, he held out both arms, pathetically attempting to defend himself. Just as he braced for the inevitable impact, he felt nothing?
As he opened his eyes, what lay in front of him were two gobsmacked faces, a very green laser barrier, and two very surprised bullets hanging in midair.
Whaa???
Before Subaru regained his bearings, another two rounds were fired, but still deflected by the barrier. Seeing their attempts were futile, the two gangsters ditched their guns, now attempting to subdue him using their bare hands and a pair of knuckles.
Seeing the guns on the floor, the barrier dissolved, leaving a naked Subaru. Seeing the barrier disappear, both men secretly felt relieved. Both looked at each other, nodded, and charged at Subaru.
One went to his right, the other straight at him. Both believed that the rumored "Kamen Rider" was nothing more than a cosplayer, a kid who just wanted to be a hero.
Oh, how wrong they were.
Feeling nervous, Subaru subconsciously punched straight, hitting the gangster in the stomach. Believing that it would stall them long enough for him to escape, he opened his eyes, trying to determine his route.
Only to be utterly awed by the scene.
Two trees lay flat, crushed into splinters. A very bloodied man lay at the end, moaning, yet still alive, though for how long he did not know. Witnessing this, the other gangster slowed down, now terrified of the apparent Superman.
Kneeling down with both hands clasped he begged Subaru, "Y-your majesty, p-please for-forgive this lowly peasant for bismirching your hallowed face. A-allow this sinner to-to leave, p-please..." Kneeling in fear, he begged for forgiveness, praying that he would be able to leave in one piece.
"Leave, and never commit crimes again. Otherwise..." Warning them, Subaru coolly turned his back, walking regally home, praying they would not discover his bravado.
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"Boss, boss, we found him! We found the man in white armor!"
Mochi sat in his office, busy fiddling with his wakizashi, sharpening its edges with a whetstone. Seeing the barging member, he lost his temper, aiming the sword at his forehead, only stopping when he heard the news.
Despite being very pudgy and rotund, Mochi sprang into action, crossing the distance in mere moments, unbecoming of his figure. Grabbing the grunt's shoulders, he shook him like a can of marbles, his eyes manic with joy. "Where, where is he! Where did you find him! Tell me now!"
Gulping in fear, the grunt explained what happened that morning to his two close friends. He described what they were doing, how they met, and how the armored man broke two trees, using them as ammunition.
Laughing joyfully, Mochi quickly ordered him, "Find him! FIND HIM! No, just do stakeouts. Trail him, wiretap him, stalk him—do whatever is necessary. I just want results!"
Finding himself free, the grunt simply nodded, grateful to be alive. He jolted up, scampering away, grateful to live another day.
Finally! After all these years, I will finally have the amulet.
In...
My...
Hands