Chapter 38: Ice Breaker

The cybernetic lizardman lunged at Shinichi with his jaws open. The cyborg dodged to the side before his head was bitten off and glared at his opponents. He was surrounded by lizardmen cyborgs and they all looked hungry. Actually, there was only just one but it had the power to duplicate itself. He called himself Clone Tokagero but his true identity was…

Shinichi didn't really recall his name, to be honest, but he was the leader of the lizard-men who'd bullied Yukari and tried to eat her due to their hatred for witches. Now, his lizardman form had not changed, except that he had metal arms with sharper claws. He also had a trident-head at the tip of his tail and his razor sharp teeth were made of metal. His eyes were also cybernetic and he had a chest unit with blinking lights on it. From the waist down he wore leather pants with matching boots that had spikes on the toes and he wore GIN-SHOCKER's belt, identifying himself as one of their members.

As if the claws and teeth didn't make him bad enough, but his ability to clone himself made him an even bigger threat.

"Not so hot now, are ya Sanban?" one of the clones sneered.

"Now you're finally gonna get what's coming to ya!" another laughed.

"You always did like to gang up on others in groups," Shinichi commented , frowning, "Looks like some things will never change. I guess you'll always be coward who hides behind his lackeys."

"We'll make you eat those words!" another one of the clones yelled.

They all lunged for him but all of a sudden a blast of sound knocked them all violently aside. Then, a large ball came rolling over, crushing a few while needles rained down, hitting some in the head before they violently exploded.

Shinichi blinked and saw Sonix and Zero arrive to stand at his side. Armadillo rolled over to them and unrolled out of his Ball Mode to stand with them.

"Need help?" Sonix asked.

"I had it under control," Shinichi remarked.

"Sure you did," Sonix rolled his eyes, not really believing him. "So, what's the deal here? GIN-SHOCKER decided to use a new set of foot-soldiers or something?"

"Only one of them is real," Shinichi informed, "The rest are just copies. Fakes."

"A duplicator, huh?" Zero questioned as he scanned the cyborg lizardmen. "It'll be hard to find the real one among them, but he should be around to coordinate them."

"So? Let's just take them all down!" said Armadillo.

"Where's Chiaki?" Shinichi asked.

"He has this art project he's been working on," said Sonix as he brandished his Cricket Fork. "Now, it's time to make some handbags."

"Speaking my language," Shinichi grinned as he summoned his belt. "Let's Ride: Showa!" The light from his belt flashed, signaling his transformation. "Let's clear them out!" he commanded as he brandished his Gravity Hammer. He slammed it down to the ground, the gravitational discharge sending all of them flying.

"It's scramble time! Whoever gets the most kills wins!" Armadillo cheered as he leap into the air and curled into Ball Mode. He collided with his targets, sending them flying farther into the air before they exploded.

"Oh, no you don't!" Sonix shouted as he swung his Cricket Fork to shoot out a sound blade. The intense vibrations sliced through all the clones, cutting then into halves before they also exploded. He slammed the fork to the ground, the vibrating force pushing him up like a rocket. While in the air, he slashed at each lizard he passed, leaving an explosion with each blow behind him.

Zero flew around the airborne targets, shooting his Stinger Needles at everything in sight. Each lizard that was hit with needles exploded in flaming blasts.

Meanwhile, Mizore was watching the fight from one of her many hiding spots. This time it was from under the bleachers near the school field and her eyes were focused on Showa. She blushed as she admired the simultaneous grace and brutality he showed while fighting the lizardman cyborgs.

The first time she'd fallen in love, the boy ran off after learning what she was and threw her feelings in her face. The second time she'd fallen in love, the man had tried to take advantage of her when she wasn't even ready. Now, they say that third time's the charm and they were right.

"So, you see something you like?" Mizore jumped, startled, and looked to see Leon standing next to her. He was sneakier than she was. He was watching the fight.

"Shouldn't you be performing your duty as the leader of the Student Police?" Mizore asked.

"They seem to be handling things," answered Leon. "Besides, do you really think they need help with this?" Mizore watched as Showa elbowed two lizardman cyborgs coming at him from behind in the face before backhanding them.

"No, they won't need help," answered Mizore. She watched as several lizardman cyborgs lunged at Showa from all directions before they were violently swatted out of the air by his Gravity Hammer. She gave a sigh.

When Showa noticed one of the lizardmen trying to retreat for some breathing space, he took the opportunity, closed the space between them and slashed deeply into the reptile's shoulder with his Laser Saber, making him bleed a purple blood-like substance. He let off a roar as his arm dropped to the floor. Instantly, the other clones stiffened before the all exploded. It looked like Showa had found the needle in the hay stack.

Showa watched as Clone Tokagero stumbled backwards and grip the stump. "Looks like GIN-SHOCKER doesn't make kaijin like they used to anymore," he mocked as he rested his sword over his shoulder.

"Heh, I guess they don't," Clone Tokagero chuckled. Removing his hand from his stump, Showa was shocked to see the gash quickly grow into a new arm.

"And that's not all!" Clone Tokagero laughed, pointing to his old arm.

The Riders all looked to the detached body part and felt queasy at seeing it move on its own. What was more disturbing was the face that the cut end was bulging. At first, they all thought that they would be the first Kamen Riders to be sick in their helmets but it quickly subsided when he saw the arm grow a new body. Instead of one Clone Tokagero, there were now two! But it didn't stop there as the clone suddenly glowed and split into two. And then four. And eight. Soon, they Riders found themselves facing an army of cyborg lizardmen once more.

"You just had to open your big mouth," Sonix muttered at Showa.

"This is the new power I was given!" Clone Tokagero mocked, though it was now hard to tell which was which. "I don't just clone myself on my own, but I can make clones out of severed limbs! Each time you cut me, I'll just make more clones!"

"Do you take time to check the words coming out of your mouth?" Showa questioned. "Get behind me everyone." His teammates nodded and did as they were told. Spreading out his legs, Showa summoned his Vulcan Shooter, aiming it at Clone Tokagero and his army, and concentrated his energy into his weapon, making it glow ominous green.

"What's he doing?" Armadillo asked as he watched.

"Don't know," Zero answered.

"Take this! Rider Shooting!" Showa roared as the gun's rotating barrels spun, unleashing the attack at the Clone Tokagero army as swarming beams of energy burst from his weapon. None of them stood a chance as they were bombarded with the energy blasts. Their screams were drowned out by explosion after explosion. The blasts sounded off until none of the Clone Tokageros could be seen through the smoke and flames.

"New finisher, huh?" Sonix said. "That's cool."

"I've been working on it for some time now. This is the first time I actually used it," Showa answered as he twirled the Vulcan Shooter in his hand. "Gotta be ready for whatever comes our way."

"True," Zero nodded. "Time I go off. I'll have to report to Smith-taichou about what happened."

"Yeah, time to go," Shinichi nodded as everyone undid their transformations and walked out of the school field. Mizore silently followed after him as Leon watched her with a dry smile.

In the Art Club's room, Chiaki dabbed his paintbrush left and right, making his painting come to life. It was always a show to watch the giant create his art pieces. Compared to the rest of them, he was an art master. It was like he had been doing this since he was a baby.

Watching him was his senior. She was of average height, tomboyish looking, was of Italian decent, and had short, spiky brown hair and orange eyes. She appeared to be masculine compared to most of the girls in school.

Gemma Ishikawa looked intently at the painting, which was a picture of a waterfall with mountain in the background. "This is incredible," she said finally. "You've got good taste, you know that? To do art like this must have years of experience."

"You should thank my dad for that," Chiaki signed, "He was a famous artist."

"Really?" Gemma asked, understanding the term "was", "He must have been have been quite the influence."

"He was," Chiaki signed, "There's still much I could learn from him."

"I'm sure he would be really proud," Gemma said, "Now, think you can help me with a project?"

"What kind?"

"Just some artwork I'm helping to prepare as decorations for the Sports Festival," Gemma answered, "I think I could use your expertise if you don't mind. What do you say?"

"Don't see why not," Chiaki nodded.

The Sports Festival was only a week away and students were really working hard in their preparations to bring glory to their classes. The teachers encouraged them to win, but also to remember to use teamwork on the field. Students had already sent notices to their parents to come attend but Shinichi couldn't. How could he. There was still the rule about humans trespassing into Youkai Academy and he didn't want his mom to be put in such danger. Not everyone in this school believed in human-youkai relations.

"Man, that sure was a workout," commented Shinichi as he exited his bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. The Sports Festival was coming and he was still training for the martial arts tournament. He didn't think the Sports Festival Committee would've approved but they had and now students were training their butts off.

Suddenly, Shinichi felt a presence and immediately reacted. He spun around, grabbing the intruder by the arms and pinning them against the wall. He then gasped as he realized who it was. "Mizore-chan?" She was blushing, and not just because of the close proximity, but because his towel had just fallen from his waist. He followed her eyes and gasped as he realized that he was naked. "CRAP!"

Netto heard a guitar being played and investigated. Peering inside the empty music room, he spotted Daichi strumming on his guitar. Sliding the door open, he greeted, "Hey."

"Oh, it's you, Kusanagi," said Daichi.

"That was an interesting song," said Netto, hands his pockets. "I sensed a lot of anger."

"It was about my sister," Daichi frowned. "That bitch is the one I hate the most."

"What exactly did she do?" Netto asked.

"Take a seat," Daichi said and Netto did. "Well…where do I begin? Let's see, after our parents died it was up to her to take care of me but she'd always despised me and always reminded me. Never cared for me even a little. She didn't want to care for me and when the chance to get rid of me and make a little cash came, she sold me to GIN-SHOCKER."

"Man, what a bitch," said Netto.

"She was, and I couldn't understand why she did it. Over the years, I grew to hate her more and more as I realized that she'd sold me to make her life easier. I then decided to find her and make her pay but I found out GIN-SHOCKER got to her first," said Daichi.

"Didn't they pay her off to be silent?" Netto asked.

"GIN-SHOCKER doesn't like leaving witnesses. The briefcase was rigged to blow up as soon as she opened it up. She was blown up on the same night. I'm just pissed I never got my chance to get back at her." Daichi was holding the neck of his guitar tightly, causing the wood to creak. "I kinda envy the others because of that."

"You mean Shinichi and his girls," Netto supplied.

"Him especially. I mean his mom waited for him, actually waited, hoping he was alive and now they're reunited. To be fair, she's not what I pictured his mom was like but she's a good woman. Weird, perverted, and a bit eccentric but she's a good woman." He strummed the strings once more. "So, what about you? How did you end up becoming a cyborg if you weren't made by GIN-SHOCKER?"

"I got in a car accident when I was six, and the guys at Smart Brain remodeled my body since it was so roughed up," Netto answered.

"An accident?" Daichi blinked, "What happened?"

"We were passing by an intersection when something went wrong with the traffic lights," Netto explained, "We crashed into a cement truck and it poured cement into our car. My father suffocated, and my mother and I suffered critical injuries. My mom died on the hospital table."

"F... for real?" Daichi gaped with wide eyes, "So your parents are dead too."

"Yeah, that's right," Netto nodded. "Qiao's mom took me in as her son after that happened, even though I live alone now. She's loves having a good time, but when she's serious, man does she get serious."

"She must be nice," Daichi said.

"She is," Netto nodded. The door opened and Kiko walked inside.

"So this is where you were hiding out," Kiko smiled as she walked over to the two boys, "Come on, you promised that you take me to see the preparations for the Sports Fest being done."

"Oh, sure," Netto said.

"And who's your friend?" Kiko asked, looking at Daichi.

"Daichi Takashima," he answered.

"Well, if you aren't doing anything, maybe you would like to come with us?"

"Don't see why not."

After getting dressed, Shinichi stared down at his lap in embarrassment. Of course Mizore wasn't embarrassed at all. In fact she'd been impressed with what she'd seen and liked it. Still, she knew commenting on it wouldn't exactly fix the mood and one of them had to start speaking now.

"I should get dinner ready," Shinichi said as he stood up. "Mizore-chan, would you like to have some?"

"Sure," she answered. Shinichi was going to cook for the both of them. Smiling, Shinichi went to the kitchen and put on an apron as Mizore watched. She then looked around his room. She frowned a bit at the poster of Kurumu and then looked away from it. Standing up, she looked around his room. On his deck was a stack of his mother novels. He also had a laptop on top of his desk, something his mother had given to him.

She noticed something under his bed and peeked to see what it was. Reaching underneath, she pulled out a box and stared at it. "What's this?" It was an Eroge. It was another one of his mother's gifts. She put it back under the bed and went back to the stack of novels. Taking one at random, she flipped through the pages. The books also had illustration to complement the sexual content and as she stared at a picture of a woman, nude, on her back, with a very enjoyable expression on her face as she was covered in sweat, Mizore smiled as she read the text written next to the image.

Dinner was simple enough. Just slices of pickled cucumbers, rice and a serving of tempura prawns. They sat together at the low table. Mizore picked up a tempura prawn and bit into it. "Delicious…" she uttered.

"It's just something simple for dinner," he told her.

"Where did you learn to cook?" she asked.

"I just picked up a book and studied it," he told her.

"That's all?" He'd learnt by only reading.

"Well…" Shinichi scratched his head. "I would be embarrassed if I asked anybody how to cook, but the instructions were simple enough. I started with boiling water. After that I just went and continued with the simple recipes. Once I cleared those I went to make more advanced dishes," he explained.

"So what is your favorite food?" Mizore asked.

"Curry," he answered simply. He smiled fondly as he remembered his mother's curry. "Kaa-chan's curry was always the best."

Mizore smiled, glad that he could remember more of his fond childhood memories. That home video had been fun to watch.

"I'll make you curry then, one day," Mizore offered.

"Really? That would be nice," said Shinichi. It was rare for them to be alone like this. Heck, the first time they met they had gone off alone and he'd nearly gotten frozen. However, that was then and this was now and he didn't feel threatened by Mizore. He trusted her. "Hey, Mizore-chan, can you tell me about the place you grew up in?"

"My home village? I don't see why not."

Mizore then began to tell him of her home village where all the snow people lived. It was a canyon of ice and all the buildings were made of ice. Shinichi pictured it in his mind but when he imagined the buildings, he could only think of igloos. She then told him about the High Priestess who was an oracle who ruled over her people. She even told him about how her race was slowly dying out. Apparently, Yuki-Onna were only fertile for a limited time, from ages 17 to 25. With low birthrates, it wouldn't be long until they were instinct. Yuki-Otoko (the male equivalent of her race) were also quite rare so Yuki-Onna needed males from other races to procreate with. Sometimes it was humans, which of course was the origin to the stories of Yuki-Onna kidnapping men who got lost in snow-covered mountains.

Shinichi had studied up on the legends of various monster species while they had stayed in the human world and found them all to be quite inaccurate. His own experience with monsters disproved all the stuff he read.

"So, your population is threatened," Shinichi concluded.

"Yes, and if we ourselves can't find suitable mates then someone would be found for us," she told him. "I'm not excluded either."

He remembered that when they first met she'd been a cute yet misunderstood girl who desperately wanted a friend. She thought he was the same and in a way he was. He had felt alone due to his incomplete memories. Not anymore, though. He'd found his mother and his past. He had friends and comrades.

He was no longer alone.

"You know, I want to introduce you to my mother," said Mizore. "She would love to meet you."

"I'd like to meet your mother too," said Shinichi. "She's coming to the Sports Festival, right?"

"I sent her a notice."

"Well, it's too bad I can't have Kaa-chan come, for her own safety," he answered, sighing.

"Oh…" Mizore frowned. She was going to have to cheer him up then. "You know, you might make a good ranger in my village."

"A ranger?" he questioned.

"Basically, you protect the village from yetis," she explained. "My father was one."

"Really? What's he like?" Shinichi asked.

"I don't know," Mizore sighed, "I was told he vanished a few days after I was born. No one's heard from him since then. A lot of the Yuki-Onna's think that the yetis got him."

"Oh," Shinichi frowned. "Sorry to hear that."

"That's alright. I heard he was a great man," Mizore answered.

"I'll bet he was," Shinichi smiled.

Mizore smiled back, and then asked, "Hey Shinichi, did you notice something weird about Kobe-sensei?"

"The biology teacher?" Shinichi replied. "Now that you've mentioned it, I've noticed him snooping around the hallways during club hours, like he was looking for something important."

"I also saw him asking some of the other students about their races, even jotting down notes as he got his answers," she put in. "Maybe he's researching Japanese monsters?"

"Not sure," Shinichi sighed as he rubbed his nose. "The last time we were in his class, we had to dissect Gremlins. I heard they were nasty little things."

"Gremlins are pranksters that love to cause trouble," Mizore pointed out. "Though they have a weakness for a woman's breasts. I remember how Yukari was crying about how she didn't want to cut up a cute little animal."

"She was always an innocent girl at heart," Shinichi noted. Mizore scooted closer to Shinichi before reaching up to caress his face. Her cold fingers caressed his cheek but he did not recoil. Mizore took her lollipop out of her mouth, licked her lips, and rose up to press her lips against his in a kiss.

The first thing Shinichi noticed about the kiss was that her lips were cold but were starting to get warm. The second thing was that her lips tasted a bit like strawberries. 'Must be the lollipop.' Analysis complete, he responded in kind and kissed her back. Slowly, his arms went around her, holding the Yuki-Onna close. She didn't protest and deepened the kiss as he did the same.

'He's so warm…so kind…' Despite the things that had happened to him in the past he still held onto that kindness. She had felt guilty about trying to freeze him before, a feeling which had intensified after she'd learnt what had happened to him. She'd tried to take him prisoner like GIN-SHOCKER had years ago. He had no reason to help her and yet he came to her rescue.

Breaking the kiss, Shinichi asked, "So, why do you need to suck on a lollipop?"

"It's to maintain our temperatures," she answered huskily, cheeks pink.

"So it's for insulation. Makes sense and your lips tasted sweet too," he said. "Maybe I should buy you some so you can have them whenever you come over."

"That would be nice." Shinichi claimed her lips again, pushing her onto the carpeted floor with him on top. "Sorry," he apologized. Mizore looped her arms around him and pulled him close.

"I want to have your babies," she said abruptly. Before he could respond to her words she pulled him back down to a deep and passionate kiss which now included tongue.

Leon sat in his chair in his office. Now the Public Safety Committee had enough members to help with security during the Sports Festival. The uniforms had also been completely redesigned by Yuki. His new uniform was a black dress shirt with matching slacks. He also wore a silver waistcoat which just happened to be armored plated. Since he was the captain, he was also given a long black coat with silver trim that hung from the backrest of his chair. The gloves he wore on his hands were also armored plated on the back.

Speaking of Yuki, the female Manakyte entered the office. "Working late again, Leon?" she asked. She was wearing a white blouse. Over this she wore a black, silver-trimmed, vest with a matching black skirt that was quite short. The black vest had buttoned pockets and it was armor-plated and worn closed. Worn on her slender legs were thigh-high, fishnet stockings that were held up by garters, and black boots.

"Just looking at some last minute paperwork," he told her. "Shinichi and his team took out another GIN-SHOCKER agent so I'm just writing the report on it. So, have you told your brother about the Sports Festival?"

"I will be sending him a letter," Yuki told Leon. "Hey, don't you ever take a break?"

Leon, without even looking up, responded, "I can rest when I'm dead. Though as a Shinigami, I probably won't rest then either. As of now, there are too many problems for me to rest. Ryoko is still on the loose. There's the GIN-SHOCKER appearances on school grounds. Old enemies of Shinichi are showing up, much more powerful than before. I've taken care of three more assassins that have come for Hime's head in the past four days. And to top it all off, there's this group called ANTI-THESIS that seems to be on the rise that the Headmaster wants me to look into."

"Sounds like you have your work cut out for you," she said sympathetically.

"I can handle it," said Leon. The phone rang and he quickly picked it up. "Hello? Yes. I understand, Headmaster. I'll be right there." He put the phone down and rubbed his eyes with his index finger and thumb.

"The Headmaster summoned you again," Yuki stated.

"Yes, I have to go," said Leon.

"You look tired. Maybe I should go," volunteered Yuki.

"No, no, he personally summoned me," said Leon as he stood up. He patted Yuki on the shoulder as he headed out with Yuki watching him worriedly. She feared that he just might burn out on her.

Mizore and Shinichi lay together in bed, his right arm around her. They were under the covers as they cuddled. Mizore enjoyed his warmth, inside and out, and couldn't help but want more. She did, however, notice something during the entire thing and decided to voice it out, "I wasn't your first, was I?"

That question took him immediately by surprise, "Wha-WHAT!-?"

"I wasn't your first," she repeated. "Am I right?"

He stammered, "Ah…w-w-well! You see…what happened was…" Staring into her piercing blue eyes, he knew he couldn't lie. He took a deep breath into his artificial lungs and exhaled to calm himself down before admitting, "You weren't my first."

"I thought so," she smiled proudly that her guess was right. "Your movements weren't as awkward as a virgin's. You knew exactly what to do."

"And how would you know that?" asked Shinichi.

"Yuki-Onna prepare themselves to be the best lovers for their husbands, who sometimes turn out to be virgins," she said. "My mother trained me for this."

Shinichi imagined how Mizore's mother would've trained her daughter and shook his head to get the image out of his head. He didn't need to think dirty thoughts right now.

"Plus, I'm very observant," she finished. She asked, "So, was it Kurumu or Moka?"

"Kurumu," he answered. He couldn't get out of this so he might as well tell the truth.

"Really?" Mizore blinked. "That's a surprise. I mean she hasn't bragged about it."

"I asked her to be discrete," Shinichi answered. "I didn't want to cause strife between you girls so I had her keep it a secret."

"You wanted to hide it from us," she frowned disapprovingly.

"Makes me sound like a dirty cheater, doesn't it?" he asked rhetorically. "I just didn't know what else to do. I didn't mean to but I just wanted to spare your feelings…OK, I'm trying to justify my reasons. Look, I'm sorry for keeping this from you but I'm not sorry about what I did with Kurumu. She…needed me at the time and I was just happy to oblige."

"And happy to finish," she added.

"Now, don't put words in my mouth," he frowned.

"Well, how was she?" Mizore asked. "As a lover, how was she?"

Shinichi recalled that night vividly and shuddered in pleasure at the memory. Mizore noticed this too.

"I see. So, I should try better then." She rolled over on top of him. "Do you still have enough energy for another round?"

"Is that a challenge?" he asked. She smiled coyly and he didn't deny her request.

Gebok was sitting in his quarters, watching the fight between Ligar Torrent and Skull Kraken. He had to admit that it was something he did not see coming. While they had a water combat division, equipment like that was worthy of study. Luckily, he had asked General Nagazawa to retrieve the boy's belt for such the occasion. As he was finding himself lost in the footage, the door slid open, revealing Dr. Kyofu walking in. Gebok, hearing him, turned his swivel chair around to face Kyofu with an arrogant grin.

"Ah, Kyofu, what brings you to my quarters?" asked the insane scientist.

"I thought would be the one to tell you this in case no one else did," Kyofu said in polite arrogance. "Several of your Cyborg Youkai have failed in their missions and have been destroyed." He was hoping to see a reaction from Gebok, only to see that the blonde scientist is still smiling.

"And…?"

"And?" Kyofu repeated with a twitching eyebrow. "You creations failed. They were defeated."

"Is that all? I'm sorry to say this but the Cyborg Youkai were not sent by me. That was Blazing Fox's doing. He is the one in charge of sending them out on missions," Gebok answered, pressing his fingertips together. "Don't think you are winning, Kyofu. The bet is still on and you are not succeeding well in demoralizing me with failures that I don't even have control over."

"We'll see, Dr. Gebok. At least I can keep a tight leash on my creation while you failed to keep one on yours," Kyofu retorted.

"A small setback in a little experiment I was conducting," Gebok countered. 'Or not.'

"I don't see having BLACK 13 go rogue, having him destroy our forces, gaining allies, including the renegades, resulting in the crippling of our organization as a setback, Gebok," Kyofu retorted.

"Well don't worry about it, Kyofu. I will eventually have BLACK 13 returned. And I have the perfect solution for that," Gebok told him. The door hissed opened, and he grinned. "And here comes the solution right now."

Kyofu turned around to look at the incoming newcomer, only to gawk, "That's-!"

"War Hunter Initiative Terminal Executioner 14," Gebok interrupted. "I modified her based on BLACK 13's old plans. She has all of his abilities plus some of her own. She's the perfect countermeasure. She will be leading the Jager Unit in their campaign against the renegades."

"Sir, General Nagazawa has requested for #15, #16, and #17 to accompany him on an assignment," the female reported.

"Excellent, my dear," Gebok nodded. "Tell him that they are ready for dispatch."

"We will see how excellent she is once my Weapon D obliterates BLACK 13," Kyofu shot back. "Good day, Gebok." Kyofu turned tailed and stormed out the door, unaware that the female was glaring at him with blue eyes of fury.

"Don't worry, my dear," Gebok said mock soothingly as he got up from his chair and walked toward the girl. "Weapon D is powerful, I'll give her that much, but she's nothing compared to you or BLACK 13. If she indeed does get sent after him, it will be a suicide mission."

"I know," she nodded.

"So tell me, what have you learnt from satellite cams?" he asked.

"Kuro-kun seems happy with his new life," she frowned, "And those girls are always flocking around him."

"And you're feeling left out, am I right? Are you sad because he's happy without you?"

"Well... yeah."

"Don't worry, that will all change as soon as he see you again," Gebok nodded as he patted her head. "Now, you'll be going off soon as well. Report to the General and prepare for your first mission."

"Roger."

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KAMEN RIDER CHROME: And another chapter with another lemon. Mizore and Shinichi this time. Well, if you're all waiting for Moka and Shinichi, just give me a call and suggest a scenario and I'll try my best to write it up. Until then, please enjoy, OK?