Chapter 165

"What the hell, this random name is a bit of a gimmick..."

Muttering in a low voice, with a hint of curiosity, he pulled it out of the ground and waved it twice.

The lethality, which is completely opposite to the appearance of children, easily split the roadside trash can in two.

"But thank you."

Waved to Lin Qiao, put on the helmet, hung the full bottle cutting sword in his hand on the side of the motorcycle, and then turned the handle.

"The hero of justice, Kamen Rider..."

Looking at the back disappearing at the end of the street meaningfully, Lin Qiao chuckled and walked back to the roof.

"Forget it, let's not leave it for her. I'll order her a takeaway later."

18sta

For three years, Lin Qiao did not waste his days. After all, if the hardware cannot be improved, then he can only find a way to improve the software.

In addition to the ongoing Miss Geng Knight Shaping Plan, he used various means to expand his scientific research level.

And the results are naturally obvious.

Although he can't compare with a genius DJ for the time being, he is more or less someone who can rub his toys by himself.

Building Driver

This is the name of the driver used by Tendo Mugen.

Compared to the finished build driver, this one can only be said to be a semi-finished product that barely succeeded.

The output of the armor is basically acceptable, and it can also transform successfully, but due to technical reasons, there are only a few fixed combinations of full bottles.

If it is not a set combination, then even if the corresponding bottle is inserted, it is no different from an ordinary toy, and there is no way to be as flexible as the build driver.

In short, there are still many areas that need to be improved, which is why it is called building-it is in progress and still needs to be improved.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Tendo Mugen, anyway, her brain can't understand the design drawings.

She only knows that after being transformed by the mysterious organization, both her physical fitness and reaction ability have been greatly enhanced.

Even ordinary cursed children cannot match her in strength. Even if she doesn't transform, she has no pressure to tear the gastrula with her hands.

According to the navigation on the mobile phone map, she soon came to the outer area near the giant stone tablet.

The signs of dilapidation around her seem to have never changed since ten years ago...but this statement is not entirely correct.

From a distance, two large chimneys with black smoke could be seen.

Although most of the outer areas were in ruins, they were home to all the heavily polluting factories because no one lived there.

As for the cursed children living in the outer areas... children who didn't even have household registration were obviously not considered.

When she came to the approximate range of the target, she easily found the slammer who had forcibly pulled her out of the barbecue party - to be precise, it was not her who found the slammer.

Bang, bang, bang!

Continuous gunshots rang out, and the bullets fired from the muzzle hit the slammer's metal body one after another, playing a role that was no different from throwing firecrackers.

The small-caliber pistol couldn't even stop the slammer from moving forward.

"Has someone already discovered the slammer?"

And they even fought with the slammer... This is really troublesome.

Thinking of this, she got off the motorcycle, picked up the black building driver and slapped it on her waist.

The golden belt popped out with a "click" and fixed the driver on the waist.

"Hurry up and get rid of this guy, let's go back and eat barbecue."

Tendo Mugen took out two bottles, one red and one black, from his pocket, his eyes fixed, and strode towards the slammer in front.

Gently shake the bottle, then insert the driver.

[Samurai! ]

[Varanium! ]

[Best Match! ]

The girl's slender hand holding the driver handle began to slowly turn, and the transparent energy pipeline expanded from the driver to the front and back, forming a high-speed factory in operation.

Red and black unknown gel-like substances filled the transparent pipelines, forming a similar armor appearance.

[Are You Ready? ]

"Henshin!"

As Tendo Mugen's voice fell, the half-armor in front and behind slapped her fiercely with an extremely fast posture, as if to smash the girl in the middle into a pulp.

But such thoughts are completely redundant.

As the armor closed together without any gaps.

[Black Swordsman! ]

[Samurai Varanium! 】

【Yeah! 】

White steam gushed out in large quantities, and like a future warrior in a science fiction film, a warrior covered in black and red armor appeared on the field.

Kamen Rider Siesta, here we go!

".... I can't get used to this strange sound effect no matter how many times I hear it."

It's so noisy!

Coupled with the cheerful rhythm when the belt is turned, it's like a DJ is playing in my ears.

The noisy movement here naturally can't be hidden from the person who is fighting the Smasher over there - that is a boy wearing the uniform of the Holy Son of Heaven's Guard.

He looked at the female armored man in front of him in surprise, and subconsciously raised his pistol to aim... but he didn't shoot.

Perhaps feeling threatened, or perhaps receiving some instructions, the Telescopic Slammer immediately abandoned the guards in front of him and turned to attack Tendo Mugen.

"Now, let's end this as soon as possible."

Putting the newly acquired weapon, the Manping Cutting Sword, on the side of his waist, he drew out a sword and slashed.

Watching the approach of the Telescopic Slammer, Mugen under the visor took a deep breath.

Swish!

A sharp knife light flashed, and in the shocked eyes of the guards, several deep cuts appeared on the indestructible metal body of the Telescopic Slammer.

But strangely, these cuts began to recover quickly shortly after they appeared.

"Ugh, ga ga!"

Feeling the pain, the Telescopic Slammer covered the wounds on his body and took a few steps back.

The spherical protrusions on both shoulders each released a pale green energy whip, which was whipped towards Tendo Mugen at an angle that was difficult to avoid.

The trash can that was accidentally rubbed by it instantly turned into debris on the ground.

But there was no need to dodge.

The full bottle cutting sword in his hand attacked again, accurately parrying two energy whips.

"If there is a socket here, that means... should we do this?"

Pull out the samurai bottle at the waist and insert it into the socket at the end of the hilt.

[Limit Mode! ]

The black blade began to be filled with purple energy.

If the original full bottle cutting sword looked a bit plain, then now it can be said to be full of science fiction... and more dangerous.

[Final Slash! ]

Press the switch at the grip, and a huge purple slash is released from the blade, and the green energy whip is cut off at the moment of contact.

After cutting off the energy whip, the released energy slash, with the remaining force, destroyed the two energy generators on the telescopic slammer.

"Tendo Style Sword Drawing Technique Type 1 No. 1 - Drops of Water Turn into Ice."

Only then did Tendo Mugen slowly report the name of the move.

Then he looked at the full bottle cutting sword that had returned to normal again, and pulled out the samurai bottle at the tail and inserted it back into the driver.

Then he grabbed the red handle with his right hand and started turning the joystick.

[Ready! GO! ]

The right foot shone with red energy.

[Unforgiven Finish! ]

He kicked the Telescopic Slammer who was trying to escape, and the latter's body suddenly had countless straight cracks as if cut by a knife.

Boom!

An explosion sounded, and the green flame instantly engulfed the Telescopic Slammer.

"It's finally over."

Took out a blank bottle from the full bottle storage on the side of the waist and absorbed the remaining Telescopic Slammer components.

"Wait a minute! Please wait a minute!"

But just as she was about to leave, the blue-haired boy wearing the uniform of the Holy Son of Heaven's Guard, who had been OMOing for a long time but looked familiar to Mu Geng, suddenly jumped out.

He walked up to Kisara, looked at the black and red armored man in front of him, and asked uncertainly:

"That was Tendo's sword drawing technique just now, right? Excuse me, are you... Miss Kisara?"

"Eh?"

Kisara showed a surprised expression under the mask, looking at the boy wearing the uniform of the Holy Son Guard, but she felt quite familiar with him.

Is he an acquaintance before she lost her memory?

In other words, someone from the Tendo family?

No, it seems a little wrong...at least she didn't have that kind of almost physiological disgust towards him.

But now is not the time to talk about this.

For the first time in her life, she tasted the bitter fruit of reporting the name of a move, and because her identity was recognized, she felt a little tricky.

"Eh... then, may I ask who you are?"

She said with a stiff face, but the other party seemed to confirm something and nodded solemnly.

"Miss Kisara, don't you recognize me? It's me, Rentaro Satomi."

"Rentaro Satomi..."

He repeated the name in a low voice, and it was indeed a familiar name.

Chapter 190 The Past in Pursuit

"In the Tokyo area where the genius coffee master Lin Qiao lives, mysterious monsters called Smashers have appeared and are threatening the lives of citizens. The one who beats them is the maid who refuses to wear a maid outfit - Kamen Rider Siesta."

"The person who transformed him was kidnapped by a mysterious organization in the past, and was forced to undergo human body transformation, and he also lost his past memories."

"But just when we attacked and defeated the Smasher today, a boy who claimed to know his past and called himself Rentaro Satomi suddenly appeared. What is going on?"

"..."

Rentaro Satomi's eyes twitched as he looked at the man in front of him who was talking freely.

Although he was indoors, he was wearing a dark red suit and a cowboy hat on his head.

In short, every aspect of him is very interesting.

Then he turned his head to look at Tendou Musara who was covering his face with one hand, and asked in a low voice: "Is he like this usually?"