Entering school, Subaru, tired after the morning fiasco, was taking a nap. As he was in dreamland, he was suddenly jolted awake by a large cacophony of sound. Looking up with bleary eyes, he seemed to hear many unexpected news about him:
"Have you heard?"
"Yeah, about what happened at the park? They say that kaiju have started appearing..."
"What BS! I say it's the fight between the forces of Kamen Rider vs. the evil overlord—"
"Yeah, and you say that aliens have abducted your granny, even though she's in the nursing home beside Tokaku Hospital..."
"Guys, guys, you're all wrong. I bet some terrorists left some stolen C4 behind, and it must have exploded..."
"Yeah, well, I still believe magic is the main cause!"
"Oh, shut up! You just said last week that you saw a bakeneko on your balcony, before fighting 'John Constantine'."
Behind them, Hayashi Hekima grips his bandaged left arm tightly, as if in pain.
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""Have you found it?"
Pounding the mahogany table, Mochi excitedly leaps. He hurdles over the table, grabbing the grunt that begged for mercy at the park.
"What was he—no, HOW did he look!?"
Shaking the grunt nearly unconscious, Mochi interrogated him, demanding what the Kamen Rider looked like. His smile was maniacal, reaching ear to ear.
I can feel it... I can feel it... I... am... close
Shoving the grunt away, he grabbed his coat and felt hat, instructing, "Call for an emergency meeting. We have a Kamen Rider to catch..."
Soon that power will be all mine...
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Junko Yamino is the luckiest girl alive. She is undoubtedly beautiful, plays the violin, excels at volleyball, and consistently achieves first place.
But her proudest achievement was being the daughter of Masayoshi Yamino.
The current Minister of Defense, he is lauded for single-handedly making Japan one of the safest countries in the world. He single-handedly reigned in the Yakuza, Chinese Triads, Italian Mafia, and Mexican cartels.
He is her role model, no, he is her…
Hero
So when she heard about what happened in the park, she immediately pestered her father once she reached home. Putting on a wheedling face, she pouted, "~Daddy~".
Putting down the phone, he turned towards her. His frown immediately turned into a smile once he saw who had barged in.
Swivelling, he opened his arms, "~Come here, my sweetie pie. Tell Daddy what's bothering you today...~" Rolling her eyes, she deftly avoided the hug. "Daddy, I'm scared. Today I heard that there may be some terrorists in Chiyonaka. I'm afraid."
Roaring in amusement, Masayoshi countered simply:
"Who dares!"
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Floating through the air, the young visitor was again seen approaching the ruined castle. His visage, filled with unholy abominations and corpses strewn across it, once again crossed eyes with the kneeling corpse.
However, this time it was different.
Once still, movement could be seen across the battlefield. Dismembered limbs flinched, tentacles writhed, and moans sounded across it.
Fear coursing through his ghostly veins, the visitor gravitated toward the corpse at the castle.
Still kneeling, it lay dormant, unlike the others. Just as Subaru heaved a sigh of relief, it abruptly lifted its head.
"He...is...returning..."