Reverse Dimension, I am Kamen Rider

After the data of the 'Trigger' memory was absorbed into the transfer station, a memory popped out and fell to the ground in just a few seconds. As for making herself out of breath and feeling the pain, she did feel Yuanxiang's heart that was almost suspended, she quickly wiped away her tears, held back her sobs, and waited for the final result with Yuanxiang.

The noise at the transfer station continued, but there were no other changes. Yuanxiang felt a sense of impatience in his heart after waiting for a long time, but at this moment, the transfer station suddenly went dark, as if it was down. Machinaye suddenly felt an unconcealable loss coming from behind.

"Drip drip drip!!"

But at the next moment, the transfer station resumed again, and started to operate crazily. In just a few seconds, a phantom quickly solidified on the ground, and Kirisu Mafuyu's appearance gradually became clear. With a rosy face, the transfer station has done its job.

"........"

Gengo let go of Takamachi Naha, and walked over on tiptoe, as if he was worried that he would startle her, and put his hand on Kirisu Mafuyu's wrist, as if she was fragile.

Feeling the warm and powerful heartbeat from his fingertips, Gengo let out a long sigh of satisfaction, hugged Takamachi Naha who was walking by, and used this action to suppress the various emotions emerging in his heart , Then he quickly dialed the number of the hospital and asked the ambulance to come quickly. After all, what if Teacher Tongxu still has other problems with his body?

"Brother Yuanxiang, do you like Teacher Tongsu?"

"I just feel great joy for the rebirth of my friend, and it has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women."

After finishing speaking, Yuanxiang picked up the 'Trigger' memory, pressed it casually, and found that this memory was still usable. The corners of Yuanxiang's mouth curled up slightly for this unexpected joy, and he put it in the drawer, and then The data transfer station was activated again, intending to restore himself back.

But after re-switching to the 'restore' mode, the data transfer station immediately issued a sharp alarm sound, Takamachi Naiye, who was startled, tilted his head and saw the 'setting reserve data' on the electronic screen Insufficient, forced restoration is risky' After that, her complexion suddenly changed, although she didn't know what this machine was, but based on the situation of Ms. Kirisu Mafuyu, an obvious answer came to Takamachi Naha's mind middle.

"It's not desperate yet, I can still struggle a bit."

Yuanxiang closed the data transfer station with a calm face. Although this situation was unexpected, it is reasonable to think about it, so there is nothing surprising. At this time, it is undoubtedly not a gamble from any angle. When he got one, he began to rummage through the box, found a pair of inconspicuous gloves, and put them on his hands. Fortunately, the flames would only burn his body, and would not cause damage to other items.

"But...but...what if you can't struggle?"

This one after another change made Takamachi Nanoha seem to be broken, she leaned back slightly, looked at Gengo with her head tilted and asked, Gengo paused for a moment, then looked at Takamachi Nanoha, and answered directly:

"Little Naye, death is actually not scary, struggling...just because I can't die yet."

"Brother Yuanxiang is an idiot!!!"

Takamachi Naoba obviously couldn't accept this kind of answer, she yelled, opened the door and rushed out whimpering, Gengo shook her head silently, picked up Kirisu Mafuyu, left the basement, and headed to the main hall of the office. go.

At this time, what Yuanxiang didn't expect was that two heads poked out from the door of the basement, both of them were acquaintances, one was Butterfly Kanae, and the other was Dragon Girl Chen.

"What? Can you travel freely like Miss Chen?"

Before they asked aloud, Yuanxiang asked first, and Butterfly Kanae, who wanted to speak out, changed the question on his lips and said softly:

"Yes, one night suddenly a light spot fell on the palm of my hand, and I was able to come and go here, but the number of times seems to be limited, and I can't bring other people with me."

"Well, it seems that the gate of my house will not only give me jobs, but also upgrade itself? It's really amazing."

Yuanxiang spoke in a relaxed tone, and walked out of the basement. Looking at everything that came into his eyes, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the two people in front of him who suddenly felt guilty, and said softly:

"You two fighting?"

"Cough, cough, it's not a fight, it's a discussion! A discussion!"

Chen blushed and explained in a low voice, although Ms. Butterfly Chanahui's strength is not very good, but her understanding of swordsmanship is surprisingly good, so... Anyway, they just happened to meet, and the chat was quite hit-to-face, Idle hands are also idle, Chen's hands itch for a while... And while playing, Butterfly Kanae is also a little carried away, so, if you don't pay attention, the back hall of this office becomes a mess.

"No...don't care about it! This...I will pay for it!"

Chen subconsciously uttered the sound of not bad money, but after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but wanted to cover her face, after all, that's what someone yelled last time, but now she hasn't

"No, you're lucky."

Yuan Xiang glanced at the undamaged hat portrait on the wall, which was left by Yuan Zhuangji, and said softly:

"I've wanted to replace those broken things for a long time, and you have helped me make up my mind, but, Miss Chen, I'm sorry, I have some urgent matters here, and I'm afraid I won't be able to continue your commission later. Negotiate with you about compensation."

"Urgent matter? What urgent matter?"

Although she didn't have much contact time, Chen still felt a lot of professionalism from Yuanxiang, so she was very curious about what made Yuanxiang make such a decision, and if she could help, she wouldn't mind doing it , at the same time, Butterfly Kanae on the side looked at Yuanxiang inexplicably.

Gengo didn't answer Chen's doubts, but just shook his head with a smile, listening to the siren of the ambulance getting closer, he hugged Matsuki Kirisu and left here.

"I said, is this angry?"

Although Yuanxiang doesn't look too big, but for some reason, Mr. Chen felt that she couldn't stand up in front of him. After seeing him leave, she asked Butterfly Chanahui in a low voice. After all, this swordsman looks like Yuanxiang. Kind of familiar.

"No, Mr. Yuanxiang actually has a good temper."

"Uh... also."

Hearing this, Chen paused for a moment, and then covered his face while talking. There is no doubt that the dragon girl thought of her drunken night again.

Butterfly Chanae was curious as to why Chen showed such a shameful expression, but she didn't care. She just squatted down and cleaned up the back hall. Anyway, it was too messy here, so Chen quickly patted her cheek, Let yourself calm down, and then clean up with Butterfly Chanae.

However, at this moment, Butterfly Chana Hui stopped her hand slightly, and her eyes moved to a book next to her. In the dark, she felt that there seemed to be something calling herself in it. After reading the book, a somewhat familiar leaf was clipped there as a bookmark.

Is this the leaf Mr. Gengo was holding at that time?

Butterfly Chanae recalled something, subconsciously stretched out her hands to pinch the leaf, but at that moment, a strong sense of death seeped into her body, a slight cry for help sounded in her heart, her pair of bleak eyes His eyes are looking at himself with a little nostalgia for the world.

that's me!That's me dead!

This terrifying thought was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, startling the cold sweat of Butterfly Chana Hui. She let go of the leaves with a low cry, and fell backwards. Wearing a sword, keep an eye on the slowly falling leaves to prevent any accidents from happening.

And Butterfly Chana Hui seemed to have not escaped from the illusion, staring blankly at her hands, as if the tears of the rest of her life could not stop ticking on them.

'I'm just here to save you. '

'Of course you asked me for help. '

'Forget it, it's too troublesome to explain, let's change the subject. '

Butterfly Kanae came up with these lines of private chatting in her mind. At that time, she was very puzzled, thinking that Mr. Gengo was joking, but now... seems to have the answer.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Chen, I...have something to do...so I'm leaving first..."

Butterfly Chanae stood up tremblingly, picked up the leaves with great care, held them in front of her chest, lowered her head, and left here quickly.

Chen slightly frowned, swept her tail on the ground, her head was full of question marks, she wanted to find someone to ask what was going on, but Yuan Xiang also left with the ambulance, she was the only one in the whole detective agency, Chen caught Looking at his own dragon horn, he shook it troubledly.

Why do I feel like I am the only one who doesn't understand anything in this office! ?

080 Not Just You

Gengo stood outside the ward, and Kirisu Mafuyu was being examined. Although the final diagnosis sheet had not yet been released, according to the doctor, as far as the examination results were concerned, there was no problem with the body. As for why he did not wake up, the doctor Instead, he gave an unexpected answer——

May be too tired, too sleepy.

Yes, this is enough to toss.

Yuanxiang smiled helplessly, he is actually very sleepy now, if he could, he thinks he can sleep for 24 hours at a stretch, but unfortunately he still can't rest.

Because of the previous alien creation incident, even though people don’t remember being sucked into the mechanical core, they still remember the pain of being assimilated, so after returning to normal, most people’s

But now that Mr. Tongxu's matter has been resolved, I have to go to my own affairs. There are still people in the hospital who remember my goodness. Before the teacher's family comes, they will take good care of the teacher for themselves.

"Yeah~!"

Just as Yuanxiang was walking towards the stairs, a rash nurse rushed out of the ward pushing a small cart. Seeing that she was about to hit Yuanxiang, she exclaimed and wanted to brake, but the ground was slippery. Pulling the cart, it was about to fall backwards, but with Yuanxiang's hand on it, a huge force held the cart down, and even the nurse who was holding on to the push handle was dragged back by the way.

The little nurse patted her chest with lingering fear, thanked Yuanxiang with a blushing face, and then hurriedly left with her head down. Yuanxiang didn't care, but after the little nurse left, he looked at Yuanxiang silently. My own hand, when no one was paying attention, turned it 180 degrees, flicked it with a 'click', and the dislocated joint returned to its original position, and at the same time, Yuanxiang's impromptu experiment was over.

After witnessing all this, Yuanxiang nodded thoughtfully. When he was on the alien creation, he faintly realized that his body had undergone unexpected changes; when he transformed into 'Joker·Joker', he I also have a personal experience; in the test just now, I roughly came to a conclusion.

Do you control your own body?

Yuanxiang looked at his left hand. Under the control of his mind, each finger moved and rotated in different directions. On a temporary basis, he dislocated his right hand and reversed it before pressing it on the car. You can perfectly exert your own strength on it.

But what is more confusing is that it is obvious that the dislocation can be achieved by thinking, but it cannot be reconnected by thinking... Is there something wrong?

Yuanxiang grinned, put this doubt on hold for the time being, and then wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. Although his hands were always hurting, he had gotten used to the pain, but in such a random experiment as before, the wound rubbed against the glove. The pain suddenly increased several times. Fortunately, it is still a virus data body at this time, so there is no need to worry about other complications caused by the injury.

Well, the experiment is done, and we have to get down to business.

Yuan Xiang looked at the crowded hall, and quietly blended into it...

"Uncle Basino, you're busy."

An hour later, Yuanxiang appeared in the commercial street. Looking at Chio Basano who was holding a glass of cold drink with the sign of "Don't ask for help", he smiled and waved his hand. He swallowed the hot drink in his mouth, greeted him, put his arm on his shoulder and said:

"What? You have received another commission? Tell me, what do you want to know from Uncle?"

"It's about my grandpa."

Gengo said slowly: "It seems that you were the first to discover it the night my grandfather left, right?"

Although it was a question, Yuanxiang already knew the answer. He sneaked into the archives of the hospital and found the relevant records of the year.

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to your grandpa that day. I had a lot of troubles at that time, and I couldn't sit still at home. What's the matter? Did something happen?"

Chifu Basano stood up straight in doubt, since Gengo came to him with such a thing, it must be a serious matter, and he had to be serious.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, Uncle Basino, Grandpa's memory... huh?"

Before Yuanxiang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chio Basano, who sighed, looked around, and led Yuanxiang to a place where there were few people, and then said with a hint of relief:

"Yes, yes, you can find this, you are indeed a little detective in Fengdu, yes, when your grandfather passed away, there was a memory on the table next to him, and a special device was also worn around his waist. ... Xiang, you should know that during that time, no matter who it is, no matter what the purpose is, as long as the memory is stained, it is a troublesome thing. I don't want others to gossip about Mr. Zhuang Ji, and I don't want to Let the bureau send someone to investigate, so I hid the things."

After finishing speaking, Chio Basano took a sip of the cold drink with some emotion, looked up at the sky slightly, and seemed to see the back of the familiar tough guy, he blinked, looked at Gengo and continued:

"I believe Mr. Zhuang Ji, even if he has a memory, it must be to help others...Forget it, in front of you, I don't need to emphasize Mr. Zhuang Ji's character, so are you here to ask where those things are going? ? To be honest, I don't really want you to have anything to do with memory."

"no way."

Yuan Xiang smiled and said softly:

"To save lives."

"That's it, then I won't ask any more questions, and I believe in you too, Xiang, let's go, I'll take you to get it."

Chio Basano tapped Shimogengo on the shoulder with "don't ask for help", and then took him home, dragged out a dusty locked box from the corner, opened it, and there was another box with a combination lock Iron box, after opening it again, a lost drive and 'Skull' memory lay there quietly.

Chio Basano exhaled, looking at these two things, his thoughts returned to that Christmas Eve, even today, he still subconsciously refuses to accept Minamoto Shokichi's departure.

"Put it in this package and go. Don't let people see it. Although the power of checking the memory in the bureau is not as strong as before, it is still troublesome to be seen. If you need help, don't be polite to me."

"I see, thank you, Uncle Basino."

Seeing that Chifu Basano was in a bad mood, Gengo didn't say anything else, he just packed up and left with his bag on his back. Grandpa was very popular during his lifetime, so after he left, he would inevitably meet someone It's normal to think about people, it's just...

Looking at the swaying canopy, Yuanxiang pursed his lips.

It's not just you who are sad...

081 Mmm!!!

"Xiang, this side, this side."

Just when Yuanxiang walked to the office door with his bag on his back, he heard someone calling him, turned around and saw Takamachi Momoko waving towards him, Yuanxiang walked over quickly, and faintly realized it in his heart What, whispered:

"Is Naye still angry?"

"Uh, uh... can you tell me what happened?"

Takamachi Momoko asked in a soft voice, and she couldn't help feeling nervous. She knew Naiha's temperament, and Gengo's temperament. They were both quite stubborn children. She was a little worried that neither of these two children would want to Bow your head, thus making the relationship too rigid.

"I'm sorry, I can't explain this matter. Maybe Naye just can't accept my way of doing it. There's no way, there's really no way, haha..."

Gengo scratched the back of his head, explained with a light smile, and seeing Yuanxiang's helpless look, Takamachi Momoko fell silent for a moment, reached out and hugged Yuanxiang, gently stroked his head, and whispered:

"I won't ask, but you seem to be very tired, Xiang. Although Mr. Zhuang Ji is gone, you still have us. We... can't really help you?"

"...Why can't I help you, you have been helping me all the time."

After a pause, Gengo patted Momoko Takamachi on the back as if comforting, then broke free from her embrace, and said with a happy smile:

"When I finish my work this time, I'm going to come to eat."

"Okay~~ I will definitely feed you well then."

Takamachi Momoko responded with a smile, and then saw Yuanxiang walk into the office. She nodded her forehead with some headaches, came to Takamachi Naha's door, and knocked lightly, hoping that her daughter would respond to her , but after a long delay in responding, she sighed softly, and was about to burn the delicious minnow, trying to lure (cross out) her out.

And in the house, hiding under the blanket, the red-eyed Takamachi Naha was flipping through the dimension group quickly, as if she was looking for something, but in the end she found nothing. Echoed again in this small room.

On the other hand, Gengo, who returned to the office, turned around and went to the Demon Slayer Squad. According to the previous agreement, Yashiki Yoya was going to be hospitalized in Fudu, but if he didn't survive, then he might have to grow up. Living in Fengdu, it is difficult to come back, so this point must be made clear to others.

Moreover, the agreement with Lihualuoxiangnaihu must be fulfilled, and it would be too much to not miss the appointment twice.

"Mr. Yuanxiang, long time no see."

Just as Yuan Xiang passed through the door, he heard a voice of surprise. He looked up and saw that it was Zhu with pink-green hair. At this time, she was holding a big bowl of grilled rice, with rice grains still on the corner of her mouth.

"Long time no see, does your master still live in the old place?"

"No, my lord has moved to the Butterfly House, wait a minute."

That Zhu put down his bowl, ate the rice grains around his mouth, and said with a bright smile: