At five o'clock after school, Shiraishi Shin did not leave with Shiina Mahiru. Instead, he let her head home first while he stayed behind to settle some personal grievances.
On a small path, both sides of the road were lined with residential houses, ranging from single-story to two-story buildings.
Asano was currently walking along this path, as it was his route home.
"What kind of crappy Dark Executioner is this? Their efficiency is too low. I put Shiraishi Shin's name up two and a half days ago, and that guy is still alive and kicking."
Asano wore glasses and had brown hair styled in a bowl cut. He was currently carrying his school bag in his left hand and holding his phone in his right, staring at that underground website. Seeing that the assassination request he posted had yet to be completed, he couldn't help but curse out loud.
"Just thinking about the fact that Shiraishi Shin is still alive—how he's getting all handsy with Ms. Yuriko, and even hugging her intimately—it makes me so angry my whole body hurts and my lungs feel like they're going to explode. Die! Just hurry up and die!"
Asano cursed with a distorted expression.
Ever since the first day of school when he caught sight of Okada Yuriko, he had fallen in love with this mature beauty.
However, a few days ago, when he went to the rooftop to clear his head, he saw the class representative, Shiraishi Shin, and their teacher, Okada Yuriko, pulling and pushing at each other while sitting on the "Bench of Fate."
At that moment, his heart shattered, and he ran to the bathroom in tears to wipe his eyes.
He had accidentally found that underground website and posted the name because only if Shiraishi Shin died would he have a chance.
Because regardless of looks, grades, popularity, or anything else, he couldn't even hope to catch up.
"Yo, Asano. Do you really want me dead that badly? You're even cursing me while walking down the street."
"Aah!!"
Asano was startled by the sudden voice and quickly turned his head, only to see that Shiraishi Shin had somehow appeared right beside him.
Furthermore, based on what he just said, he had heard Asano's monologue. This made Asano panic and grow nervous, stammering,
"Class? Class Rep, what... what are you doing here?"
Shiraishi Shin looked at the nervous and constrained Asano, flashed a bright smile, and said,
"Naturally, I came to find you."
"Find me? What for?"
Asano swallowed hard, trembling as he looked up at Shiraishi Shin, who was a head and a half taller than him.
He knew that Shiraishi Shin not only had excellent grades but had also broken several records in school sports. It was said he even had a six-pack. He was not someone a weakling like himself could compare to.
Shiraishi Shin clicked his tongue.
"I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine. Since you want to kill me, I have no choice but to ask you to die. The difference is that you hired someone to kill me, while I have to do it myself."
"Huh?"
"K-k-k-kill... kill me? Class Rep, you're not j-j-joking, are you?"
Asano was so scared his legs were shaking, and he kept backing away.
He thought to himself that things were bad—the matter had been exposed.
He had already felt that the underground website was unreliable, but he hadn't expected it to be this unreliable.
[Eternal!]
Shiraishi Shin activated the Eternal Memory, then revealed the Lost Driver he was already wearing at his waist.
He inserted the Memory and said in an indifferent tone,
"Henshin!"
[Eternal!]
Accompanied by a gust of wind, a large number of white fragments adhered to Shiraishi Shin's body, forming a set of Rider armor.
"Aah!!"
Seeing Shiraishi Shin transform, Asano could no longer support himself and collapsed to the ground, looking at Shiraishi Shin in utter terror.
In truth, it wasn't that Eternal was scary, but rather that Shiraishi Shin's previous words had already pushed this coward to the brink of collapse.
Now, suddenly seeing Shiraishi Shin transform, he was so terrified he just sat paralyzed on the ground, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
He even lost control of his bladder, and urine began to leak from his crotch.
"You're really disgusting."
Shiraishi Shin frowned.
This guy's courage was far too small; he actually pissed himself.
Shaking his head speechlessly, Shiraishi Shin pulled out another Memory.
[Puppeteer!]
This Memory could strip others of their consciousness to control them like puppets, and could even erase memories or transplant false ones.
It wasn't convenient for Shiraishi Shin to kill him directly with his own hands, so using this ability to control Asano was perfect.
"Go."
Shiraishi Shin snapped his fingers.
In the next second, Asano stood up in a daze and walked forward listlessly, with liquid still dripping from his crotch.
Meanwhile, Shiraishi Shin leaped into the air, leaving directly at a height of over a hundred meters.
Ten minutes later, at a crossroads on a main road, Asano walked along with hollow eyes and finally stopped at the side of the road.
Shiraishi Shin was on the rooftop of a nearby seventy-meter-tall building.
Clad in the Eternal armor, he looked down with his arms crossed, his black cape flapping loudly in the wind.
He observed a large truck driving rapidly toward them.
He decisively controlled Asano to rush forward and stand in the middle of the road, then released the control.
"Huh? Where am I?"
Asano snapped out of it, looking completely confused.
Immediately afterward, he heard cries of alarm and the piercing sound of brakes.
He quickly turned his head, and what he saw made his snot run out from fear.
His eyes widened, and he had no time to react.
He could only be sent flying over ten meters by the truck in despair and terror, with yellow, white, and red matter splattering all over the ground on impact.
Shiraishi Shin turned and left after watching.
Originally, he hadn't wanted to kill anyone, but since someone was trying to step on his head, he couldn't be blamed.
After all, his personality was not the weak or saintly type.
Being attacked without fighting back is just for cowards, let alone when someone wants to kill you.
Upon returning home, Shiraishi Shin saw Shiina Mahiru busy in the kitchen.
Ever since the two had officially broken through that last barrier last night, they had agreed to move in together.
Shiina Mahiru moved into Shiraishi Shin's home to start their life of living together.
"Shin, you're back."
Hearing the movement, Shiina Mahiru, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, had her beautiful flaxen hair tied into a high ponytail, looking every bit the housewife.
Shiraishi Shin walked up to Shiina Mahiru, cupped her delicate and cute little face, and gave her a kiss.
He chuckled and said,
"Getting a greeting from my girlfriend the moment I get home—this is what having a home feels like. It's great."
Shiina Mahiru's face beamed with a happy smile as she said,
"I also feel like this is what a home should taste like."
"What's for dinner tonight?"
"I'm making croquettes."
"Mmm, smells delicious. Oh, right, I have to go out again tonight for a gathering with a few people who know my identity as a Kamen Rider."
"Okay, I understand."
After dinner was finished, the two of them ate while chatting and laughing.
After Shiraishi Shin washed the dishes, the two sat close together on the sofa watching TV.
Shiraishi Shin sat cross-legged, while Shiina Mahiru sat on Shiraishi Shin's lap.