I'm really not Kamen Rider

Ever since Su Al came to this era, the sixth sense has been conveying a looming sense of crisis to Heaven.

This sense of crisis is not strong, but it has always been lingering in Tiandao's heart, making him unable to calm down and his mood is always fluctuating.

The phantom drive placed on the table is still the same, and it is still in a state that has not been turned on.

Tiandao looked at the purple-black drive and immediately thought of the one used by Nilam.

A being with higher authority than Nilam and a more powerful being than Nilam.

Is that kind of person... coming?

Putting down the chopsticks for picking up the rice, Tiandao raised his head, looked at Zimli who was still serving food, and gave a rare smile: "It seems... our relationship will end here."

Zimli's hand that was serving the food trembled slightly, and she unconsciously sprinkled some soup outside, which wetted the table and also made her hand feel a slight pain.

Of course Tiandao's eyes also saw this.

Reaching out to grab Zimli's hand, Tiandao took out the dinner paper and wiped the marks on Zimli's hand, lowering his head, careful and silent.

Zimli did not withdraw her hand, nor did she do anything further, but allowed the will of heaven to take its course.

The pair of eyes that had always been calm also became turbulent at this moment.

During this period of time, Zimli has experienced the most changes in her life.

"Speaking of which, after knowing you for so long, I haven't taken you to do anything yet." After wiping Zimli's hands, Tiandao looked at Zimli and said, "So, let's go shopping?"

Zimli:…

"Don't you want to go?" Tiandao asked.

"Are you still thinking about this at this time?" Zimli frowned: "Tiandao player, please leave quickly. The power of the Grand Prix is ​​not yours..."

"In that case, there is no need to say more, Zimli." Tiandao interrupted Zimli's subsequent words: "Zimli, I know you are just the game guide and you know nothing, so I will not express my anger. for you.”

"But for the Grand Prix of Desire, you must give me an explanation!" Tiandao answered decisively.

"For the innocent people who died tragically at the hands of evil demons, and for the contestants who came with good intentions, but were exploited and turned into scraps in the end!"

Zimli opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but she couldn't say anything.

Just like Tiandao said, she didn't know much about the Desire Grand Prix and couldn't give a rebuttal answer.

"It's not just that~"

With a frivolous and evil tone, before the person came, the legs wrapped in black silk had already caught Tiandao's eyes first.

But it was Zimli who spoke out first.

"Belloba!"

Zimli, who immediately called Beroba's name, grabbed Tiandao's hand with her backhand, and unconsciously stopped in front of Tiandao and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Oh? Is it your turn to talk to me?" Beloba covered her mouth and chuckled: "That's not the case, game guide."

"You have no right to talk to me." Stretching out his hand and stroking Zimli's shoulder, Beloba smiled and leaned into Zimli's ear: "As a sinful game guide."

"I admit that I was wrong about you, Chief Tiandao." Beloba admitted her mistake generously: "But, you are now making me even more excited to the point of orgasm!"

"That's why I'm here to tell you!"

Saying that, Beroba put her hands on the hands held by Zimli and Tiandao: "The residue you think is still valuable~"

"Those defeated contestants will serve as nourishment for the new ones and become the nourishment for a brand new species, which will then thrive!" Beloba intervened forcefully, inserting herself between Tiandao and Zimli as a third party.

"What do you think this new species is?"

"That's right!" Before Tiandao could give an answer, Beloba spoke first: "It's the evil demon disciples you destroyed!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

While Zimli was so shocked that she lost consciousness and Tiandao looked dumbfounded, Beloba burst into hearty laughter, full of joy.

"Sa! I've told you this, so what are you going to do now?!"

"If you don't hurry up, the Grand Prix can be evacuated at any time~"

"hero!"

As the laughter went further and further away, the two people's hands, which seemed to be still holding each other tightly, had already developed an irreparable crack due to Beloba's push.

The difference in stance may be more clearly presented to the two at this moment than ever before.

The phantom drive placed on the table suddenly turned on by itself, and the dancing notes played a musical movement on the LCD screen.

At the same time, it announces someone's arrival.

…

"It seems that even this idea cannot be realized, Zimli." After breaking away from Zimli's hand, Tiandao turned and looked at her: "Now, you know what the game you are playing for is. What kind of nature is it?”

Zimli nodded.

"Then..." Turning around, Tiandao raised his hand again, still stroking Zimli's delicate collarbone as before, and then touched the slender white neck.

Under the sudden tearing sound in Zimli's ears, a broken black neck ring was picked up by Tiandao and held on his fingertips.

"I don't like this collar." Tiandao, who passed by Tsumuri and grabbed the illusion driver on the table, left only the last words.

"It's like a collar that binds you and makes you unable to break free."

The flame of willpower ignited in his hand and burned it to ashes, leaving only pieces of ashes falling from his fingers.

"By doing this, have I untied the collar that binds you?"

...

After closing the door, Tiandao breathed a long sigh of relief.

The days of pretending are over. Tiandao can no longer predict what will happen to Tsumuri next.

Even if the collar on Tsumuri's neck is untied, it does not mean that Tsumuri will no longer be bound from now on.

Tiandao only untied Tsumuri's collar, but he himself does not know what will happen.

He cannot predict Tsumuri's future, but he needs to fight for his own future at this moment.

Turning around, he looked at the figure of an invisible man wearing clothes behind him and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally, the person he wanted to wait for came, and now all he needs to do is to grasp the victory in the battle.

"Tian Dao Zongsi?" This is the first time Su Ai'er has met this person in front of him. Although it is a new meeting, he has met this hot favorite countless times in the future through the Desire Grand Prix.

Although it is only his one-sided familiarity.

"It's really not easy to meet you." Tian Dao sighed slightly: "So, who are you?"

"Su Ai'er, as you think, you are the person you want to see." Su Ai'er raised his hands slightly: "So I am standing here now, what do you want to say?"

"Niram is the game producer. Logically, he is the culprit, but after I defeated him, I realized that the Desire Grand Prix is ​​not important." Tian Dao raised his hand and pointed at Su Ai'er in the air.

"What's important is people like you."

"You fit all the descriptions of time travelers, knowing everything and controlling everything, but looking at everything arrogantly. For this era, you are high-tech people from the future, with cognition and technology that surpass everything in the current era."

Tian Dao said loudly: "So, for the wanton play of this era, this condescending attitude makes you feel that you should be like this."

"Oh?" Su Ai'er crossed his arms and looked at Tian Dao leisurely: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Expel us from this era?"

"You have the ability to reach any era at any time, even if I expel you here, it will be useless."

Tian Dao stroked his hair and exposed his smooth forehead.

The pair of eyes flashing with cold light also cast a cold look at Su Ai'er at this moment.

"Future people, your days of doing whatever you want and playing with the times in your hands are over."

"Now, give me the key to the future."