I'm really not Kamen Rider

"Is that so? You think this is my dream."

Tian Dao was stunned, but then he laughed: "Ah~ That's right, this is my wish, what's wrong?"

"You said that I pursued happiness but instead attracted misfortune, what do you mean?"

"It means that you are just a clown created to show the existence of [hero]." Beroba said with a smile: "You don't really think your wish is great? You don't really think you are a hero?"

"Real heroes don't come to participate in this kind of game~" Beroba covered her mouth and chuckled: "It's just a selfish guy who wants to satisfy his own wishes, pretending to be a hero."

"Ms. Beroba! I don't allow you to say that about Tian Dao!" Tsumuri stood up and said righteously.

After all, Beroba's words were not only an attack on Tian Dao, but also an attack on their competition.

"Isn't it? I've read countless heroic stories~" Beloba's eyes smiled like a crescent moon: "Just like Hercules, no matter how much he is praised as a hero, it can't change the fact that his life was manipulated~"

"And now, isn't the guy who dreams of being a hero the Hercules in your hands?" Beloba laughed: "It's ridiculous~ Such a guy."

"In order to change the misfortune of the loser and want to become a winner to bring happiness, but there are many losers, but there is only one winner, and there is only one wish that can be made."

"Even if you have been winning and changing misfortune, the misfortune of losers that you have ended with your own hands is increasing~"

"You only have one wish to fulfill, but you have annihilated countless wishes. Is this the so-called hero?"

Beloba looked at Tiandao and successfully gained an unbelievable expression from Tiandao's face.

"I am the culprit who brought misfortune?" Tiandao looked at his hands, as if he could really see countless blood on them: "You are talking nonsense. You are talking nonsense!"

"Hahaha!" After successfully seeing what she wanted to see, Beroba smiled even more brightly and happier: "Don't you understand everything? You are just the Hercules in the hands of the organizer of the Desire Grand Prix~"

"I am not! I am not!" Tearing his hair with both hands, Tiandao looked completely collapsed: "I am not that kind of fake guy!"

As he said, in Tsumuri's unbelievable eyes, Tiandao took the ID core on the drive, and the whole person was teleported away in the data turbulence, and disappeared from the competition field in the blink of an eye.

"Tiandao player!"

Looking at Tiandao who suddenly quit the game, Tsumuri shouted directly in a hurry, and also quit the game immediately and chose to follow Tiandao.

"Hahaha!" Only one person was left here, Beroba, as if she knew that there were countless viewers still watching here, she waved her hand confidently and greeted them.

"Hi~ audience friends, this scene should not disappoint you, right?"

"Hahaha!"

After returning to the ground, Tsumurai returned to Sakurai's house as soon as possible, but she couldn't find the location of Tendao at home.

Even if she used the positioning system of the Desire Grand Prix for the ID core, she couldn't find the location of Tendao, and only found the driver and ID core abandoned in the wilderness.

Tsumurai picked up the two with a complicated look.

She still couldn't believe that the extremely confident Tendao Souji would be broken by a few words from Beroba and completely escaped under emotional collapse.

Could that always confident, self-centered guy actually become like this?

But in any case, the most urgent task is to find Tendao first, not only because he is the only contestant left, but also because of Tsumurai's own concerns.

She searched everywhere that Tiandao might go, including the intersection where he often squatted and the park not far from home, but she couldn't find him.

Tsumuri searched one place after another in the city. After the sun gradually set and the moon and stars gradually filled the sky, she found Tiandao sleeping soundly in a pile of abandoned cardboard boxes under a bridge.

The wine bottles placed beside him already indicated his current situation.

Tsumuri looked at Tiandao, whose clothes were messy and who murmured from time to time.

She didn't know what she felt when she saw that the proud person who was always confident and self-centered turned out like this.

She had imagined him turning into this countless times in the past, but when it really happened, she felt distressed.

"Tiandao contestant" reached out and touched Tiandao's cheek. Tsumuri's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of waking Tiandao from his sleep.

With her other hand, Tsumuri held Tendō's face and made him face her.

His eyes were closed at the moment, and there was no trace of her.

"You are not really tempted, are you, Tsumuri?" A hoarse synthesized voice sounded in Tsumuri's ears, but even so, it did not make Tsumuri take her eyes away from Tendō.

"You should know that the game guide cannot have any relationship with the contestants." The man hidden in the hood and covered in black robes wore a steel mask and walked towards Zimli step by step. beside.

"You are only his girlfriend in name, don't forget that."

"What is the reason for your appearance here? Mr. Game Administrator." Zimli was still looking at Tiandao, but it did not prevent her from questioning someone.

"In order to erase someone's memory and let him know what the rules of the Desire Grand Prix are." The game administrator snorted coldly: "He has already handed over the drive and ID core, right? That would be great."

"Game Administrator, why did you do this?" Zimli raised her head and finally set her sights on the Game Administrator: "The one you should punish the most shouldn't be Beloba? She offended the competition. regulations.”

"Mr. Neelam has already taken charge of Beloba's punishment." The game administrator continued: "Don't worry, Beloba will not go unpunished."

"She disrespected the Desire Grand Prix, violated the rules, and needs to be punished. Where is the Director of the Road? He has completely trampled the rules of the competition under his feet!" The game administrator sternly said: "He is still a I can’t tolerate him continuing to participate in the Grand Prix!”

"This is against the regulations!" Zimli stood up and couldn't comment on the game administrator's actions: "You can be regarded as abusing your authority!"

"Zimli, you have to understand." The game administrator raised his head and pointed at Zimli who was standing in front of him: "My rights as the game administrator are unlimited."

Zimli: "No!"

Kiroli: "Hmph, seeing you like this only strengthens my determination to eliminate the Tiandao General Division."

"If you do this, how should the Grand Prix explain to the audience?" Zimli still stood in front of Tiandao: "If the favorite disappears like this, you!"

"I have turned off the real-time live broadcast. Something like Beroba happened before. The live broadcast of the Grand Prix has been stopped long ago. No one will know what I do now." Kiroli said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, the final right of interpretation is always in our hands. No matter what kind of reason we find, it will be fine."

“The audience will believe it.”

"Now, get out of the way!"

Zimli puffed her face, but still stood resolutely in front of Tiandao, refusing to leave even if she said anything.

"Zimli, you"

"Aren't you going to live broadcast?" A faint voice sounded from behind Zimli.

Although someone is down and out, his bright eyes are shining with ultimate light.

"That's good."