The Kamen Taimanin: 2WEI

by Dr. Exposition

(Co-written with Tailsmo4ever) The Taimanin, warriors tasked with defending the world from the dark forces that threaten it, face a new breed of evil with which they are unfamiliar. But with new challenges comes a new ally, and his name is Kamen Rider Zwei!

3. 2: Smells like Teen Spirit

Dr. Exposition: So, I originally wasn't planning to add any sex scenes in this story because I wanted it to be a straight tokusatsu action/adventure story. However, considering the nature of the Taimanin series, it did not seem right to exclude the sex scenes. We could, but I think that when people see 'Taimanin' in the title, they're expecting some erotic action. So, this chapter will contain the first of many sex scenes, and it's going to be HARDCORE!

Enjoy!

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The Kamen Taimanin: 2WEI

Chapter 2: Smells Like Teen Spirit

Consciousness returned to Sho as a low groan escaped his lips. His vision swam, fuzzy and dim, and he instinctively moved to rub his eyes, only to find his wrists cuffed to the table in front of him.

"What the hell...?" he muttered, blinking at his surroundings. He was seated in a small, windowless room lit only by a single bulb dangling from the ceiling. The weak, yellowish light barely illuminated the space. "What the hell is this place?"

"So, you're finally awake," a voice of calm, yet razor-like sharpness spoke out of nowhere.

Sho flinched as a woman in a purple bodysuit stepped out of the shadows like a ghost. The sudden presence made him jerk upright in his seat.

"Shit! Lady, don't sneak up on people like that!" he snapped, heart pounding.

The woman ignored his protest, folding her arms as she approached.

"Sho Kasai-kun," she spoke.

"Y-Yeah?" Sho straightened instinctively, trying to pull himself together.

"My name is Asagi Igawa," she identified herself, her voice as cool and composed as her piercing gaze.

"Wait..." Sho blinked, recognising the name. "You're Sakura-chan's sister."

"I see Sakura has already spoken about me," she replied, taking a seat across from him. "Good, this will make things easier."

"If this is about me dating your sister—" he started, only for Asagi to slam her hand down on the metal table with a loud clang. He jolted in his chair.

"We'll get to that," she cut him off. "But first, I have questions for you, Kasai-kun." Her eyes narrowed. "Let's start with a simple one: Who are you?"

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Sakura sat stiffly in her chair, shoulders tense, her expression caught somewhere between sheepish and guilty like a kid who was busted for sneaking cookies before dinner.

Standing across from her, arms crossed and eyes narrowed, was her best friend, Murasaki.

"Sakura," she said coldly. "You've got a lot of explaining to do."

Sakura swallowed hard. She already knew what this was about. They'd been caught. And now, the interrogation had begun.

Alright. Time to play dumb.

"I don't know what you mean," Sakura lied, her voice a little too casual.

Murasaki's eyes narrowed.

"Don't insult my intelligence." Her tone was sharp. Icy even. "We know that man is the Kamen Rider."

"Kamen Rider?" Sakura echoed, tilting her head. She tried for wide-eyed confusion. "Are you serious?"

"Cut the act!" Murasaki snapped, slamming a palm down on the table. "Nea was watching you the whole time!"

Sakura stiffened.

"So, you had her spy on us?" she accused.

"We had no choice," Murasaki shot back. "You've been acting strange for weeks. We had her follow you, and she saw everything."

Sakura's jaw tightened.

"You had no right."

"And you had no right to keep this from us!" Murasaki's scowl deepened. "How could you not tell us, Sakura?"

"It wasn't my secret to tell," Sakura said flatly.

"You're a Taimanin first," Murasaki reminded, her voice low but cutting. "If you even suspected he was a threat—"

"He's not a threat!" Sakura snapped, pushing herself up from her seat, fists clenched at her sides. "And I owe him."

Murasaki's tone softened, barely.

"If he's blackmailing you..."

"No!" Sakura shouted. "It's not like that!"

"Then what is it?"

Sakura hesitated, her voice catching.

"Sho-kun..." she whispered. "He saved my life."

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"You saved her life?" Asagi asked, one brow arching sceptically. "Care to elaborate on that?"

Sho nodded slowly, his expression turning serious.

"It was a few months ago..." he began.

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Sakura had thought it would be a routine mission. Demon kidnappings weren't uncommon for a Taimanin like her.

Until this one wasn't.

In recent weeks, multiple women had gone missing. All young, all under suspicious circumstances. The trail led straight to NOMAD, a criminal organization notorious for trafficking humans for purposes too dark to name and describe what they were doing to them.

While on patrol, she spotted movement in a shadowy alleyway. A woman was cornered by two humanoid figures: grey skin, pointed ears, and eyes glowing red with hunger. They leered at their prey, faces twisted with malicious glee as she was backed against the wall, her expression frozen in sheer terror.

"No," Sakura muttered, fury welling in her chest. Her grip tightened on her blade. Not tonight. Not on her watch.

She struck fast.

With a single leap, she slashed at the nearest demon. He barely had time to react before steel bit into his shoulder, sending him reeling with a snarl. She pivoted to face the second one, her eyes burning with righteous fury.

"Who do you think you're messing with?" she snapped, her voice like ice over steel.

At twenty-four, Sakura was no novice. She was one of the top Taimanin, an instructor even. She knew how to fight, and she had no patience for monsters like this.

But then she felt a sharp prick in her back.

Her body seized.

A burning heat spread from the puncture point, flooding her veins. Her vision blurred.

"What...?"

Her daggers slipped from her fingers, clattering uselessly to the ground.

"Looks like the drug is kicking in," one of the demons sneered, lowering the gun. "She'll be begging for it soon."

Sakura collapsed to her knees as a searing wave of heat crashed over her. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps. Every inch of her skin burned, hypersensitive and aching. She tried to rise, to fight it, but her limbs trembled, useless.

"G-Get…away from me," Sakura gasped, her voice barely more than a whisper. She forced herself upright, one hand clutching her side. Her body trembled, the heat inside her twisting tighter with every breath. It was raw, overwhelming, and unbearable.

The demons only laughed.

"Oh, I don't think you want us to leave just yet," one sneered, licking his lips. "You look like you're dying for it, Taimanin bitch."

They reached for her, about to have their ways with her, but then everything changed. A blur of movement cut through her fading vision as a shadow streaked past her.

Suddenly, both demons were airborne, yanked off their feet and slammed into the alley wall with bone-jarring force. The impact echoed, followed by groans of pain.

Sakura blinked, trying to focus. Through the haze of arousal and exhaustion, she caught a glimpse of a figure — a man — moving with impossible speed and precision.

The last thing she saw was his foot crashing into one demon's chest with enough power to send the creature skidding across the concrete like a ragdoll.

And then, there was darkness.

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"Hm," Asagi murmured, frowning slightly. "Then I suppose I owe you my thanks if your story is true."

"It is true," Sho said firmly, though a blush crept into his cheeks. "But...that's not the whole story."

She tilted her head, eyes narrowing slightly.

"What else happened?" she questioned.

He looked down, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I couldn't just leave her there for someone else to find," he said. "So, I brought her home."

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When Sakura awoke, she was somewhere warm. She lay on a soft bed beneath with a heavy blanket draped over her aching body. Her skin still tingled with lingering heat, like embers smouldering just beneath the surface.

She shifted slightly, wincing, then felt something cool and gentle press against her forehead.

"She's burning up," a man's voice said, urgent and strained. "Sheila, what's wrong with her?"

A calm, measured voice answered from nearby. Female. Steady.

"The substance in her bloodstream is a powerful aphrodisiac," she explained. "But this isn't just any drug. If left untreated, it'll be fatal."

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"Who's 'Sheila'?" Asagi asked, her tone neutral, but her eyes sharp.

"Sheila's my guardian," Sho replied after a pause. "She's basically family."

"I see." Asagi made a mental note, her expression unreadable. "So, you discovered my sister was drugged with an aphrodisiac." She paused briefly. "What did you do?"

She already knew. But she needed to hear him say it.

Sho hesitated, guilt flickering across his face.

"...I did what I had to do."

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"Fatal?" Sho's voice cracked with alarm. "There's no antidote?"

"None that we can access in time," Sheila replied calmly. "The only way to neutralize the drug is to help her expel it through sexual intercourse."

A beat of stunned silence.

"You're saying I have to…?"

"I'm afraid so," Sheila confirmed. "Her body requires significant release if she's to survive."

Sho's heart thundered in his chest as he looked down at the woman writhing beneath the blanket. Her breath was shallow. Her body flushed, trembling. She was already touching herself, hands desperate, movements frantic. Her face was a fevered mask of need and confusion.

She was beautiful. Even like this — vulnerable, overwhelmed — she was so beautiful.

But this wasn't how he had ever imagined intimacy. He had always dreamed of connection, of love, not something twisted and urgent like this.

He dragged a hand down his face, muttering, "God, this is insane." Then, hesitantly, he turned to Sheila."Why can't you do it?"

She blinked at him, unphased.

"You want me to engage in sexual intercourse with her?"

"You could, right?"

"I could," she said matter-of-factly. "But she's not my type. And more importantly, it won't work unless the drug is flushed from her system by your fluids."

Sho stared at her.

"Do you have to be so clinical about it?"

"Just stating facts," Sheila defended, unfazed.

Sho exhaled sharply, looking back down at Sakura. His stomach twisted with guilt, confusion, and something else he didn't want to name.

"There's really no other way, is it?"

"I'm sorry, Sho," Sheila apologized softly, her tone uncharacteristically gentle. "I know you hate taking advantage of people, especially women in distress. It's one of the reasons I respect you. But this is a dire situation. If you want to save her life, this is your only option."

Sho closed his eyes and drew in a long, unsteady breath. The weight of the decision bore down on him like a vice.

It was either this or let her die.

He exhaled slowly, then moved toward the bed, his limbs heavy with dread. Carefully, he climbed onto the mattress and positioned himself on top of her. He reached for her hand, his fingers trembling as they threaded through hers, hoping that even the smallest touch might offer some comfort.

"Hey," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "If you can hear me, I'm going to help you. I don't want to — not like this — but there's no other way. I don't know if you'll hate me for this, but I'd rather be hated than watch you die." He gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry."

Her eyes fluttered open — hazy, unfocused, and fevered. She looked at him, her lips parting as if to speak.

"Please..." she whispered. "I...I need it. Please…"

His heart twisted.

He nodded, swallowing the knot in his throat.

"Alright. I'll be as gentle as I can."

He hesitated, then leaned in, brushing a strand of hair from her flushed face. She leaned into his touch, her skin burning beneath his fingertips.

Slowly, he brought himself closer, whispering softly.

"You're safe," he murmured, voice low and tender. "Just relax. I'm here."

He pressed a light kiss to her forehead, then her cheek. She instinctively wrapped her arms around him.

Every muscle in his body tensed as he fought to keep his emotions in check. This wasn't about desire, it couldn't be. He couldn't let it be. Not now. Not like this.

Not when someone's life was on the line.

But this was going to be his first time, and not at all the way he planned.

No meet-cute.

No first date.

No relationship.

Just going straight to sex like a one-night stand.

He pulled the blanket aside and paused, discovering an obstacle.

"OK, so how am I supposed to get her suit off?" Sho asked, unable to find any kind of zipper or seam.

"You may need to rip it off," Sheila suggested.

"...Really? I need to rip off her clothes?" Not only did he have to have sex with a drugged woman, but now he had to rip her clothes off like some common thug or rapist? What would she wear once everything was done?

"If you wish to penetrate her—"

"Sheila, please. I'm trying to focus. I don't need you to be so clinical and detached."

"Find, I'll leave you alone."

Sho sighed as Sheila left the room before returning his focus to the beautiful woman lying beneath him. Her gaze was full of desire, her cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing heavily. Her free hand was rubbing her breasts before sliding down her belly to rub her crotch. She really, really needed this.

He took a deep breath and released her hand. Taking a firm grip on her suit's collar, he tore it apart. It was like ripping open a plastic bag, and as the tear grew larger, more tantalizing, tanned flesh was revealed. Her breasts popped out, and he continued to tear open her suit right down to her vagina.

She was already wet and gushing, and it was only getting worse.

"Just put it in!" she urged, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Just fuck me! Fuck me right now! Do it!"

The desire she radiated, the sight of her naked skin, and her big, beautiful breasts — it was all so hard to resist. He pulled off his shirt, tossing it away to reveal his toned and athletic build. Then, he unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants before tossing them carelessly aside.

His throbbing cock was rock-hard.

As much as he wanted to deny it, he wanted this, too.

Positioning the tip of his cock at her moist entrance, he locked eyes with her. She gazed back at him, pleading, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

He pushed forward, and she let out a cry of ecstasy as he breached her womanhood. She arched her back, causing her breasts to jiggle. Her moist and warm walls squeezed tightly around his manhood, and he let out a moan of pleasure.

'Kaa-chan told me it would feel good, but I never thought it would feel this good,' he thought as he buried himself inside the beautiful woman's body.

But nothing would be accomplished unless he started moving. Pulling his hips back, his cock slid out before he swung his hips forward. Then he swung back and forth, back and forth, finding his rhythm.

In, out. In, out. In, out.

The woman moaned, wrapping her arms and legs tight around him, clawing at his back as he fucked her. He grunted as he slammed his cock into her pussy, pounding her vigorously.

Her breasts bounced before him, mesmerizing him, beckoning him. His hands moved from her hips, and he grabbed hold of her tits, causing her to let out a cry of pleasure.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried as he massaged and fondled her breasts.

They were so smooth and firm, and yet so soft as well. He squeezed her breasts as he continued fucking her. She let out cries and moans of euphoria.

"More! Hah! More! Yes! Ah! Ah! Harder! Harder! Deeper! Faster!" she cried, eyes closed as she hung on for her dear life. "I'm... I'm... Ah...!"

Sho heard her. He knew what was coming because he could feel it, too.

"I'M CUMMINNNNGGGGG!" she screamed, holding onto him tightly as she climaxed. That triggered his own climax as he buried himself deep inside, shooting his seed inside her womb.

They stayed like that for a few moments, breathing heavily. And then she surprised him by grabbing the back of his head and pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. He gasped in shock, allowing her to slip her tongue inside his mouth. He could not pull away. But did he want to? He relaxed, reciprocating the kiss as he held his new lover close.

Suddenly, Sakura pushed Sho onto his back. He stared at her, both intimidated and aroused as she began to crawl towards him like a predator stalking its prey. Her eyes were on his cock, slick with both their juices. She gently wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it before she began to lick it.

He hissed and shuddered as he felt her tongue run up the length of his semi-flaccid cock.

"More..."

She wanted more.

"More..."

She desired more.

"More...!"

She craved more.

It would seem she was not yet sated. It would take more than one orgasm to cure her.

Opening her mouth, she wrapped her lips around his cock and started to suck on it. He moaned, immediately putting his hand on her head. She then started to bob her head up and down on him, listening to him moan as he ran his fingers through her soft hair.

She wanted him ready.

She wanted him hard.

She removed her mouth from his cock with a *pop*, and crawled up his body. She made sure to rub her breasts across his skin, letting him feel those soft mounds as they pressed down on his chest. She looked him in the eye before planting her lips on his. Then she raised her hips, positioning herself just right, and dropped them down.

Bull's eye.

Right on target.

She felt him fill her up again before she pushed him off and straddled him. She rocked her hips back and forth, sliding him in and out of her tight pussy. The motion made her breasts bounce. As he put one hand on her hip, the other reached up to grab one of her tits.

But this still was not enough, so she decided to go hard. Raising her hips, she slammed herself down on his cock, causing the bed to shake. He let out a grunt as she repeated this, bouncing on top as she rode him.

"Ah! So good! It's so good! Ah! Ah! Haaaah!" she cried out, her tongue lolling out.

Yes, it was good. It felt so good.

He clung to her waist to try and keep her steady, but her bouncing just got wilder and wilder as she picked up speed. She was completely out of control.

And then she slammed herself roughly on top of him, arching her back as she threw her head backwards.

"I'M CUMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNNGGG!" she screamed, gushing all over him.

Once more, his own climax was triggered as he shot another rope of seed inside of her, filling her womb. She began to fall backwards, but he caught her wrists before pulling her forward, causing her to collapse on top of him.

Her body was slick with sweat as she panted, letting out shallow breaths. He was also breathing hard.

That should do it, right?

"...More."

Sho stared at her as she gazed at him with lust-filled eyes.

"More..."

He was in for a long night.

She kissed him again, making sure to lick his lips before crawling down his body. She pressed his cock between her breasts, making sure to rub it between them.

He should be done, but their softness and warmth coaxed him back to hardness.

She turned around, and got down on all fours, presenting her ass to him like a bitch in heat. He could see her pussy leaking with a mixture of their juices, some of it dripping down her thighs, and some of it dripping onto the bed. She wiggled her ass from side to side, enticing him as she looked at him from over her shoulder.

He got behind her, sitting on his knees and rested his hands on her soft ass. Just like her breasts, her ass was tight and firm, and yet so soft as he sank his fingers into the flesh. Feeling bold, he smacked her across the ass, causing her to let out a mixed gasp and moan.

He positioned his cock at her entrance, took another deep breath, and pushed inside of her. She let out a moan of pleasure as her tongue lolled out.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Aaaangh! Give it to me! More! More! Aaaannggghhh!" she screamed out like a whore as he fucked her. "Harder! Harder!"

She wanted it harder, huh?

He reluctantly released her ass, and then he grabbed hold of her wrists. Using them as handles, he pulled her against him as he swung his hips forward, pounding her pussy repeatedly.

"Aaaaahhhhh!"

The sound of skin smacking against skin echoed in the bedroom as each slam made her ass cheeks ripple. She moaned loudly as spit flew out of her open mouth and her tongue hung out.

"YES! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER! YES! MORE! MORE!"

The drug must be really potent. It seemed that the more sex she engaged in, the more pleasurable it became.

"I'M CUMMMIIINNNNG!" she screamed again, her whole body shuddering in pleasure. His orgasm came soon after, his cum mixing with her own. He released her wrists, allowing her to drop onto the bed.

They both breathed heavily. He slid out of her pussy, which leaked out cum. It looked like thick, white milk. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed on top of the bed.

Sho examined her, watching her bask in the afterglow of their sex. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful.

That did not last as she pushed herself back up and locked eyes with him. He was frozen as she wrapped her hand around his cock, jerking it to get it hard again.

"More," she moaned.

Yes, it was going to be a long night for him.

Resigning himself, Sho pulled the girl onto his lap and shared a kiss with her. She spread her legs apart, wrapping her arms around him as he dropped her onto his cock. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she was filled again before she locked lips with him once more. Mouths open, tongues duelling as they tasted, the pair made out furiously as they engaged in a deep French kiss.

His hands rested on her ass, lifting her up and bringing her down on his cock. He did this repeatedly, bouncing her on his lap. Her moans and his grunts came with each rise and fall as he impaled her pussy, again and again.

Sakura clung to him, resting her chin on his shoulder, embracing him tightly. To be treated as a lover instead of a toy made this the best sex she ever had.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Sakura mindlessly chanted as her fluids came flooding out, spilling all over Sho's lap and onto the bed. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"That's right! Cum for me, girl! Cum!" Sho ordered as he grunted. On that last word, he shot up his seed inside of her. "Cum!"

"CUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGG!" Sakura yelled at the top of her lungs, her flesh walls squeezing out more semen as she exploded more of her juices all over him and the bed. Sakura aggressively pushed Sho down to the bed, where they intensely made out with each other for minutes.

Her body felt so hot, and he was just warming her up even more. He kissed her neck and sucked on a spot which made her moan again.

"Turn around," he whispered softly into her ear.

Sakura knew what he meant and sat up again before turning her back to him with his cock still inside of her. He moaned and reached up to take hold of her arms, pulling her back against his chest. He put his arms around her, his hands on her breasts, and thrust up into her. Sakura cried out with each hard thrust.

"Ah! Hah! Hah! Hah! Hah!"

He was just too good. He fondled her breasts like he was kneading dough as he pounded into her, picking up speed. Her legs were bent at the knee as she curled up her toes. She gritted her teeth as she tried to stifle a scream, but she couldn't as she let loose another orgasm.

The two of them collapsed on their sides on the bed with his arms around her. Sakura was panting, breathing as hard as her heart was beating. He was just as exhausted, too.

However, Sakura wasn't finished yet. Even after so many orgasms, she still wanted more. She crawled down to Sho's crotch. She engulfed his shaft in her mouth, making him moan. She was so skilled with her mouth, making him instantly hard again.

She was so good, she drove him insane with pleasure. So insane that he decided he wanted to try something new for a change.

"Stop!" Sho ordered. She did, albeit reluctantly as she wanted to suck out more semen. "Get on your knees." Her eyes lit up with joy as she got on her knees as he stood before her, his shaft glistening with their shared fluids. "I can't control myself anymore. I'm gonna go hardcore, but I don't want to hurt you."

"Don't hold back," she allowed.

He was not sure if it was her or the drug talking, but at this point, he had stopped caring. His heart exploded, his hormones raging, and all self-control was thrown out the window.

"OK, I'm going all out!" he declared. He grabbed Sakura by the head and immediately throatfucked her.

"Mmmmmmmpppppph!" Sakura let out a muffled cry, but then she expressed complete joy as Sho began treating her mouth like a cock sleeve. "Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!"

"You like it, girl?! You like it when I fuck you in the mouth like a whore?!" Sho roared, acting like an animal, using Sakura's mouth as his personal fleshlight.

In the middle of the intense throat fucking, Sakura tightly gripped Sho's ass with her hands as she pleaded in a muffled voice, "Please…do….it…harder. I…don't…care…if you…break…my…throat or... break my jaw! Don't…hold…back. Drown…me…in…your…semen!"

Sakura didn't care how she was being treated. She was not given a chance to breathe through her mouth. She just breathed with her nose, trying to stay alive and conscious.

"Okay, you asked for it! I'll make you my woman forever!" He was confused by his last sentence. Why did he want to make this woman his own? He felt his sensitive cock twitch. "I'm cumming inside you! Here's my tasty semen! EAT UP!" Sho's seed filled her mouth, his semen going down her throat.

Once he finished, he removed his cock from her mouth. She licked her lips as some of it managed to spill out. She did not want any to go to waste.

"More! Give me more!" Sakura took his cock back inside her mouth before bobbing her head up and down, giving him an amazing blowjob to milk out more semen.

"You want more?! I'll give you more!" Sho grinned ferally. Not stopping, he repeated the throat fucking process over and over again until her stomach was full of semen.

"Aaah, your semen is good! I'm full, yet I still want more!" Sakura exhaled.

"Sorry, but that's enough for your mouth pussy!" Sho cheekily denied, making Sakura pout.

"Then please fuck my titties!" Sakura whined.

"That I can do. Now, lie down," Sho ordered. Sakura gave him a flirtatious gaze as she lay down on her back. He straddled her torso, his cock in between her huge breasts. He roughly grabbed her breasts, sandwiching his cock between her lovely marshmallows. "Here it is!"

He fucked Sakura's titties.

"AH! Yes! Yes!" Sakura screamed with glee, feeling the wonderful friction between her breasts..

"Your tits feel so good!"

"Good! Good! Good! Humiliate me~! Abuse me~! Impregnate me~! Do all those things, even when I'm unconscious~! Turn me into your personal sex toy and baby factory forever and ever until you break me in mind, body and spirit! Do whatever you want to me 24/7 and breed me!" Soon, Sho grunted as he came all over Sakura's face along with her hair. She scooped up some of that semen with her fingers before sucking them. "More! Fuck my titties again while I suck on your cock!"

"Oh, you still want more in your mouth?" Sho dared.

"Please, I swear it's the last time!" Sakura begged. She wrapped her mouth around Sho's cock.

"OK, then enjoy it!" Sho yelled.

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!" Sakura let out all those dirty sounds while sucking on his cock and doing paizuri at the same time, feeling complete bliss. Her mind was blank, focused only on experiencing pleasure and pleasing this man. After minutes, Sakura and Sho both felt the latter's penis twitch again.

"Here's more cum for you, whore~!" Sho declared, flooding her mouth with his cum. Sakura removed her mouth from his cock with a popping sound, letting the liquid slosh around in her mouth while savouring it before swallowing it all down.

"Your cum is the best!" Sakura smiled.

"Good to hear. Now, let me try your other hole," Sho stated. Sakura knew what he meant. He slid his cock out from between her breasts, providing short pleasure for them. He manhandled her, flipping her on her front, laying her flat on her stomach before he raised her ass high. He got on his knees, firmly gripping her ass and holding her in place. Tearing off more of the fabric to reveal her asshole, he lined up his wet rod. "Scream for me, bitch!"

He gripped her ass tightly before impaling her asshole with his meat rod.

"YESSSSSSS!" Sakura shrieked from the anal penetration. She moaned, groaned, and screamed from the ass-fucking like a wild animal. Her hole for excretion was now being used as his onahole, which she enjoyed every single minute of it.

"You have a great ass!" he praised, spanking her while fucking her at the same time.

*SLAP!*

"THAT'S RIGHT, VIOLATE MY ASS! TURN MY SHITHOLE INTO MY SECOND PUSSY! AFTER THAT, RAPE ME IN ALL THREE HOLES AGAIN AND AGAIN TO YOUR HEART'S CONENT!"

*SLAP*

"YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS, TURN MY ASS INTO YOUR PERSONAL PLAYTHING!" Being spurred on by Sakura, he slapped her ass multiple times with great strength until it was completely red and covered in handprints. "YES! YES! MAKE ME YOUR WHORE FOREVER!" With one final thrust, he pumped her ass full of his seed. "I'M CUMMING!"

She once again climaxed all over the bed and the man, soaking both of them.

But Sho didn't stop there, he fucked Sakura in the ass again.

"YES! FUCK MY ASS AGAIN!"

Sho kept pumping in and out of her ass both intensely and rhythmically, driving the Taimanin mad with euphoria. She wanted to speak, but no more words came out.

"Hah! Hah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Her mind was blank, reduced to mush, her only desire was to be fucked by his cock. She cried out when he filled her ass up with his semen again, her entire world going white.

She collapsed, her tongue hanging out while her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Sho removed his penis from Sakura's ass with a popping sound.

He took deep breaths to recover, looking at her with concern once the haze lifted from his mind.

"Hey, are you OK?" he asked, gently shaking her, but she was passed out cold with a fucked, silly look on her face. Her belly was swollen, full of his cum, and she looked like she was pregnant or something. For a moment, he considered fucking her while she was unconscious, but he smacked himself in the face.

No! He was not a guy who had sex with unconscious women. Consent was important. It was always important. His mother taught him that.

Soon, his adrenaline began to fade as fatigue set in. He dropped down beside her. Rolling her onto her side, he pulled her into a gentle embrace before quickly falling asleep.

Sheila returned a moment later to drape the blanket over them.

---

As Sho finished his explanation, Asagi's eyes narrowed. Her jaw tightened, and she took a slow, steady breath, clearly working to process everything she'd just heard.

"So, let me get this straight," she started coldly. "You took my sister back to your place, discovered she'd been drugged with a powerful aphrodisiac — one that could kill her — and your solution was to have sex with her."

Sho winced at the bluntness, guilt written all over his face. No matter the circumstance, he had still taken advantage of Sakura.

"Yes," he admitted quietly. "I didn't want to, not like that. But I didn't see another option. I only wanted to save her." He looked down, ashamed. "But once wasn't enough. I had to do more." He was still surprised he had so much stamina to keep up with Sakura. He may have built it up during his time as a Rider. Though, he never knew he could be so aggressive during sex. "I didn't mean for it to go that far. Hell, I was scared I might've gotten her pregnant."

"You don't have to worry about that," Asagi reassured, her voice more measured now. "She's conditioned against unwanted pregnancies." They all were.

"Yeah, she told me," Sho replied, visibly relieved. "But if I had knocked her up, I would've taken responsibility."

That caught Asagi off guard, just slightly. Her gaze softened for a fraction.

"I'm sure you would," she said, noting the sincerity in his tone. He wasn't making excuses. He wasn't even trying to deflect blame, either. That counted for something.

She nodded slowly, folding her arms.

"Look," Sho said, meeting her eyes again. "I know how it sounds. If there'd been any other way to help her, I would've done it. But I couldn't just stand by and let her die."

Asagi held his gaze for a long moment.

Finally, she nodded again.

"You're right," she conceded. "You did what you had to do."

Despite the uncomfortable truth, she couldn't bring herself to condemn him. He looked genuinely remorseful, and that, more than anything, told her he hadn't meant to hurt Sakura.

---

When Sakura woke up again, the first thing she noticed was warmth — soft and steady beneath her cheek, rising and falling like a heartbeat. For a fleeting moment, she let herself sink into it, lulled by the gentle rhythm.

Then, a scent reached her. It was faint, unfamiliar. Citrus, maybe sandalwood.

Her eyes snapped open.

She was lying on top of someone.

With a startled gasp, she bolted upright, heart pounding. Her body ached faintly, heat lingering beneath her skin. Glancing down, she noticed her state of undress and quickly yanked the blanket around herself.

Wide-eyed, she scanned the room. It was definitely not hers. The walls were bare, and heavy curtains covered the single window. A small, tidy desk in the corner was cluttered with books. Nothing felt familiar, except...

Her gaze returned to the bed.

A young man lay there. He blinked up at her, eyes still clouded with sleep. They were deep indigo and oddly captivating. As their eyes met, his cheeks flushed bright pink. The tension between them thickened in the silence.

Then he offered a sheepish smile and scratched the back of his head.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty."

'Lame,' he thought the instant it left his mouth. Judging by her flat expression, she agreed.

Sakura narrowed her eyes, defensive and alert.

"Where am I? Who are you? And what—" She gestured at herself, at the unfamiliar room, at him half-covered in bed. "What the hell happened?"

The guy — annoyingly cute, she couldn't help but notice — sat up straighter, tugging the sheet higher around his waist. He cleared his throat, avoiding her gaze as he tried to find the right words.

"Last night," he began carefully. "I found you. You were hurt, and I couldn't leave you like that. So, I brought you back here." His voice was quiet, serious. There was a strange gentleness in his expression. "You were drugged with some kind of aphrodisiac. It was pretty strong. If it had stayed in your system, it would've killed you."

Sakura's mind flickered with fragmented memories: the alley. The demons. The sting in her back. And then the heat. It had been a wave of unnatural desire that coursed through her body.

Her face flushed scarlet.

"You're telling me that to save my life, you and I...?" She couldn't even finish the sentence, her voice cracking between disbelief and dread.

His face reddened, too, but he didn't look away.

"Yes," he confirmed softly. "God, you have no idea how much I didn't want to take advantage of you. But there was no other way. The only way to neutralize the drug was..." He trailed off, then finished the thought in a low, firm voice. "Through sex. I swear to you, I had no other choice."

For a long moment, Sakura said nothing. She just looked at him, at the way his shoulders were tight, the guilt written in his eyes, the way he wasn't trying to excuse himself.

He didn't look like a creep or a liar.

Just someone caught in an impossible situation.

She let out a sharp breath and ran a hand through her hair.

"So..." she said, folding her arms. "We slept together because you were trying to save my life. That's your story?"

He winced.

"I know how it sounds. But yeah, that's the whole truth."

Sakura let out a dry, disbelieving laugh. She shook her head, still trying to process the absurdity of it all.

"Unbelievable," she muttered. "The last thing I remember was thinking I was going to crawl out of my own skin if I didn't do something." Her voice dropped. "It was either what we did or something way worse."

A beat passed in silence, thick with things left unsaid.

Then she glanced down, a reluctant smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

"It's all kind of fuzzy," she admitted. "But I have to say, that was probably the best sex I've ever had." She peeked up at him with a smirk, just a touch embarrassed. "Though, yeah, the drug probably helped."

Sho rubbed the back of his neck, cheeks still burning as he looked anywhere but at her.

"Yeah, probably," Sho agreed, managing a sheepish smile.

Sakura let out a soft snort. Then, after a brief pause, she leaned over and gave him a quick, almost shy kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks for saving my life."

He blinked, his face reddening again.

"I'm Sho. Sho Kasai," he introduced himself.

"Sakura Igawa," she returned, still holding the blanket close. "Nice to meet you. Though, I think we already got pretty well-acquainted last night."

Just then, the quiet sound of someone clearing their throat drew both their heads toward the door.

Standing there was a woman in her thirties, dressed in a crisp white blouse and a flowing blue skirt. Her features were delicate, refined. She was Caucasian, with long chestnut brown hair cascading over her shoulders. Though her posture was calm and composed, her eyes carried a cool, appraising sharpness that made Sakura instantly self-conscious.

"Good morning," the woman greeted, her voice clipped and even. "I'm Sheila, Sho's guardian. Welcome to our home."

Sakura blinked, startled. She hadn't even heard the door open.

"Uh, hi. I'm Sakura Igawa," she introduced, awkwardly waving with one hand while clutching the sheet with the other. "Nice to meet you."

Sheila inclined her head with polite formality.

"I assume the situation has been explained. The bathroom is down the hall. Fresh towels are available. I suggest you make use of them." She turned to leave, then paused, glancing back over her shoulder with a perfectly neutral expression. "Oh, and if you two plan on engaging in your sexual intercourse again this morning, I recommend doing so before breakfast gets cold."

Sakura's jaw dropped. Her face turned a brilliant shade of red. He looked like someone had just hit him with a truck. And then she laughed. A short, helpless burst of laughter escaped her lips, and she slapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide. But she couldn't stop. Neither could Sho. The absurdity of it all just overwhelmed them.

By the time Sheila had left the room, Sho had managed to recover enough to speak through the grin tugging at his lips.

"I…I swear, she's not usually that blunt," he said.

Sakura rolled her eyes, still chuckling.

"You live with her, huh?" she teased. "I'm guessing she's cleaned up after your situations before."

He let out a half-laugh, half-sigh.

"Believe it or not, this is new territory for me, too." He glanced over at her, his expression softening. "For what it's worth, I'm really glad you're okay."

Sakura paused, caught off guard by the sincerity in his voice. Then she nodded, that strange, unexpected warmth returning, something deeper than the drug's lingering influence.

"Yeah," she agreed quietly, offering a small, genuine smile. "Me, too."

For a moment, they sat in silence. A quiet understanding passed between them. Whatever confusion or complications lay ahead, they'd shared something real. Something that couldn't be undone.

Sakura finally stood, the sheet still wrapped securely around her.

"Alright, hero," she started with a smirk. "Let's find that bathroom of yours."

Sho grinned, eyes lighting up as he watched her go. No, this wasn't the morning he'd ever imagined.

But somehow, he didn't regret it. Not one bit.

---

"After that, we woke up, and he told me everything that happened," Sakura said, finishing her story with a soft exhale. "And that's how we met."

Murasaki raised an eyebrow. "And after that, you two just started seeing each other?"

"Not right away," Sakura replied quickly, her cheeks warming. "It was..."

---

"...Awkward," Sho said. "I mean, the night before, I'd saved her life by, well, you know. That's not exactly how most couples normally meet. Honestly, I didn't think I'd ever see her again." He rubbed the back of his neck, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "But then, she just showed up at my job one day and asked me out."

---

A week passed since Sho met and slept with Sakura. It was truly an unforgettable experience, something that replayed both in his daydreams and regular dreams. But whatever joy he felt was tempered as he reminded himself that she had been drugged, and the sex was simply a way to help her, nothing more.

Since the morning after they had sex, he had not seen or heard from her. They had not even exchanged any contact information. Thinking back, she likely did not want to see him again, lest she be reminded of what happened. After all, despite how amazing the sex was, she had been under the influence of a powerful aphrodisiac. Once she sobered up, she would want to forget what happened. Seeing him again would just be a painful reminder.

Sho was at his job in the cafe, waiting tables and taking orders. It was lunchtime, so people were coming in for a meal, and he always provided service with a smile.

The cafe was a cozy little place with a bit of a rustic feel to it. The walls had paintings of flowers hanging from them to give the place a bit of colour. Circular tables were organized in the dining area, each with four chairs arranged.

The bell over the door rang, signalling a customer entering the premises.

"Welcome," Sho greeted with his best customer service smile until he froze, eyes going wide.

"Hi there, handsome," Sakura greeted back, winking. She was dressed casually in a white turtleneck, a leather jacket, and skinny jeans with brown boots that went up to her knees. Around her neck was a scarf because of the cold weather.

"Igawa-san," he whispered before composing himself. "Where would you like to sit?"

"How about that one by the window?" she asked.

"Follow me, Miss." He led her to an empty table, and he pulled out the chair for her. She sat down, smiling at him.

"You really are such a gentleman," she approved.

"May I take your order?" Sho asked, taking out his pen and notepad. In this day and age, restaurants would use tablets to take customers' orders, but the owner liked to do things the old-fashioned way. That was why he did not even use any fancy robot servers. People wanted a real human to serve them and provide hospitality, and a machine just could not cut it.

"Oh, I'd like a warm cup of coffee," Sakura started. "And something sweet to go with it."

"We have an assortment of pastries," Sho offered.

"Hm, dessert..." Sakura hummed, looking at the menu before gazing up at him. "Well, I know a treat when I see it. When do you clock out, handsome?"

Sho felt his heat rising and tugged on his collar. He was not prepared to see her in the cafe, but he still needed to do his job.

"...My shift ends in a couple of hours."

"I'll be waiting then." She winked at him.

---

Sakura was still sitting at the table, waiting for his shift to end. During that time, she seemed to study him. He could feel her eyes following him as he worked.

Finally, his shift was over, and he went to the back to clock out and remove his apron.

"I'm going home, Boss!" Sho called out.

"Good job, Kasai-kun. See you tomorrow," the owner responded.

Stepping out of the back, he came face to face with Sakura, causing him to jump back in shock.

"Gah!" he cried out, his heart hammering in his chest.

"Hey," she greeted, smiling cheekily.

Sho took a deep breath. Now that he was off the clock, he could finally ask her what she wanted.

"OK, what do you want?" he asked.

"You seem upset," she observed.

"Oh? Why would I be upset?" he asked rhetorically. "I haven't seen you in a week."

"You missed me," she realised.

"You just left, and I never saw you again. You didn't even leave me your number, and I had no idea what happened to you," he explained. "I know what we did that night was out of necessity, but part of me hoped it wasn't some meaningless fling."

Sakura realised what she had done. She had not meant to, but she had ghosted him.

"I needed time to process things," Sakura confessed. "My feelings about what happened and about you."

Sho let her words sink in. Then, he decided to ask the first thing that popped in his head:

"Are you pregnant?"

"What? No!"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not pregnant, you dingus!"

"But we did it so many times."

"Let's just say I have my own protection."

"Oh, that's a relief," Sho sighed. He was not ready to be a dad yet. "Just so you know, if I did get you pregnant, I would've taken responsibility."

"Kasai-san..." Sakura whispered, surprised and touched by his sincerity. He was willing to take responsibility without any hesitation. Willing to be a father.

He then sadly realized something else.

"Then I guess you didn't want to see me. I did take advantage of you, after all. It was dumb of me to think you'd want anything to do with me."

"If I didn't want to see you, I wouldn't be here," she pointed out, looking at him sternly. "And you only did it to save my life. Yeah, lots of guys would wanna jump into bed with a girl like me, especially if she's uncontrollably horny. But that wasn't your first thought. You wanted to find another way. That tells me you're a decent guy."

"A decent guy wouldn't have enjoyed it so much," he mumbled.

"Are you doing anything Friday night?" she asked.

"Not really," he replied.

"Give me your phone," she requested. He took out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to her. She began to type in her number before handing it back to him. "There, that's my number."

Sho blinked, staring at the digits before looking up at her. He sent a text to her to make sure it was correct, and her phone let out a chime. She took it out to show him she had received his text, which also had his number listed on top.

"Now, we've got each other's numbers," Sakura stated. "See you later, handsome."

Then, suddenly, she planted a kiss on his cheek before she stepped into the shadows, vanishing like a ghost.

He stood there in the alley, stunned as he touched his cheek.

---

On Friday, Sakura sent him a text to come hang out at a place called Galaxy Karaoke. He looked up the directions and got on his bike. He drove towards the place to find Sakura leaning against the wall by the entrance. She wore an orange tank top with a brown jacket, denim shorts, and leather boots.

He parked his bike and stopped the engine before dismounting and removing his helmet. She finally spotted him.

"Hey, Kasai-kun," she smiled, greeting him. "Nice bike."

"Thanks," Sho nodded.

"Everything tonight is on me," she said.

"Wait, but —" he started to protest, but she silenced him by pressing her index finger on his lips.

"I owe you, remember?" she reminded him. "Now, let's party!" She hooked her arm around his and led him inside. "So, will you give me a ride later?"

"Sure," he nodded before pausing. "...On my bike, right?"

"Yeah, your bike," she smiled mischievously. She whispered the last part, "And then some."

---

Sho sat on the couch in the dimly lit karaoke room. A large screen was on the wall behind the stage, and a disco ball hung from the ceiling, providing a festive atmosphere. Food and beverages were laid out across the table. Meanwhile, Sakura just finished a song.

"That was great!" he applauded as Sakura gave a bow. She was beautiful, with a singing voice to match.

"OK, your turn," she challenged. "Picked out a song yet?"

"Yeah," Sho nodded, putting down the tablet with the song lists on the table. Taking the microphone, he got on the stage and began to sing.

---

"I remember everything we did that night."

The two were taking a break from singing, enjoying their drinks, when Sakura dropped that bomb.

"You...You do?" Sho's eyes widened.

"It started coming back to me in my dreams, very vivid and hot dreams," Sakura grinned. "You've got some stamina. You must make all the girls you've been with very happy."

"Actually..." He ran a hand through his hair in embarrassment. "That was my first time."

"Wait," Sakura blinked. "You were a virgin? I was your first?" He nodded. "You were like a fucking pro!"

"I can't explain it," Sho blushed. "I don't even know what came over me."

"Hm..." Sakura hummed, tapping her chin. "Maybe — and this is just a theory — you were so pent up, just waiting for the right moment to be your first time, that when the opportunity presented itself, you let it all out."

"Really?" Sho asked, considering her words.

"It's like when someone bottles up their emotions. Sooner or later, all that pressure is going to explode," Sakura explained.

"So, because I kept my urges bottled up, as soon as we started, I couldn't stop?" Sho skeptically asked.

"Yeah," Sakura nodded. "And, well, you did have a good partner."

"But you were drugged."

"Eh, it's fine. At least I wasn't taken to some dark room, and gangbanged by thugs," Sakura reassured him, shrugging. "You at least tried to make sure I was safe and that I enjoyed myself."

"Of course," Sho replied. "Sex is about trust and mutual pleasure."

"See?" Sakura pointed out. "A lot of guys would just care about getting themselves off. They're just selfish lovers. But you made sure I finished."

"It wouldn't be fair if we didn't finish together."

"Seriously, how are you so good?" she wondered.

He rubbed the back of his head.

"It's kind of embarrassing, but my mom was in charge of my sexual education," he shyly confessed.

"Oh?" Sakura looked intrigued. "Really?"

"Yeah, she wanted me to be ready." Sho shuddered before a haunting look appeared on his face. "...I learned way more about sex than I should have."

His mother's lessons had been so graphic, they were borderline pornographic.

"Just so you know, Kasai-kun: if I ever do pass out during sex, you're free to fuck my unconscious body," she permitted, giving him an amorous gaze.

Those words, that look, they all made his face heat up.

"Thanks, but I'd rather not," he politely declined. He would not do that, despite how tempting it sounded. If he wanted to have sex with an unconscious woman, he might as well fuck a sex doll. Besides, this sounded like a test. "I'd prefer my partner to be conscious."

Sakura smiled, glad to hear that.

---

"And when did you learn he was the Kamen Rider?" Murasaki asked.

"That happened a bit later," Sakura answered.

---

Their karaoke session ended, and they stepped out of the place together.

As the two were about to get on the bike, they were both startled when they heard a loud explosion go off.

"What was that!?" Sakura yelled.

"We better go check it out," Sho suggested as he climbed on his bike. "Hop on!"

"Wait!" Sakura blinked. "You're going to go towards the explosion?"

"Yeah, now get on! People might need help!" He handed her a spare helmet, and she put it on before climbing on the seat behind him. He kicked up the kickstand and sped out of the parking space before zooming towards the source of the explosion.

When they arrived, they saw a Pachinko Parlour on fire while people surrounded it. The firefighters were already starting to put out the blaze.

"Is anyone hurt?" Sho asked, trying to see beyond the crowd.

"No," said a guy next to him, already recording the scene on his phone. "Everyone was able to get away."

Sho scowled. He did not understand this obsession with recording things and posting them online.

"Looks like everything's under control," Sakura observed.

"Right," Sho nodded, relieved. "Let's go."

All of a sudden, a bolt of lightning shot out of the burning building and hit the fire engine, causing it to explode. People screamed in panic as several firefighters were injured in the blast.

A figure emerged from the blaze, a monstrous bipedal beast covered in a rocky hide with spikes on its shoulders, arms and legs. It had four glowing yellow eyes and a core in its chest emitting the same shine. Finally, mounted on its back was a set of Tesla coils which crackled with electricity.

Super Lightning Kaijujin Thunder Darambia

Thunder Darambia roared and fired lightning from its Tesla coils, zapping a few unfortunate people and killing them instantly.

"Run!" Sho shouted. "Run! Get out of here!"

Everyone began to flee for their lives as the monster continued to fire off its lightning attacks. A lightning bolt came flying at a man, but Sho pushed him out of the way, nearly getting himself zapped in the process. Another lightning bolt nearly hit Sho, but Sakura managed to pull him out of the way.

"Are you insane!?" she yelled. "You're gonna get yourself killed!"

"We gotta get people to safety!" Sho ran to a woman who had tripped and helped her up. "Go, run!"

"Thank you!" the woman gratefully said before she fled.

"This way!" Sakura shouted, ushering people away. "Run!"

Once the area was clear, only Sakura and Sho remained. Thunder Darambia growled, eyeing the couple like a predator.

"Kasai-kun, we should go," Sakura urged, already planning on calling for backup to deal with this thing. But first, she needed Sho to get to safety.

"No," he objected, shocking her.

"What!? Are you crazy!?"

"Maybe a little," he shrugged as he placed something on his waist, allowing a belt to appear and secure it. A familiar female voice rang out from it:

[2WEI FUSION DRIVER!]

Thunder Darambia launched its lightning bolts at him, and Sakura screamed, but the bolts crashed against a domed barrier that rose up to shield Sho. Inside the barrier, Sho slotted two strange capsules into his belt, causing it to yell out:

[KAMEN RIDER STRONGER! KAMEN RIDER KABUTO!]

"Henshin!"

[FUSION RIDE!]

The barrier fell, and standing in Sho's place was...

[KAMEN RIDER ZWEI: LIGHTNING SPEED!]

Sakura's jaw dropped as she gawked at him and his suit.

"He...transformed..."

Thunder Darambia launched its lightning bolts at Zwei, but he sped out of the way. In a flash, he got right in front of Thunder Darambia, swinging a punch into its face, knocking it back.

"So fast," Sakura observed. And then she suddenly recalled that night in the alley again. The figure that had saved her, the one that had moved in a flash. "...It was him." Sakura put her hand to her chest as her heart pounded, and then her eyes narrowed with resolve. "I won't let you fight alone, Kasai-kun."

Zwei used hit-and-run tactics as he attacked Thunder Darambia. His speed prevented him from being zapped.

Those Tesla coils needed to go.

"Time get axed!" he shouted.

[MULTIARMS!]

[LIGHTNING AXE!]

His primary weapon appeared in his hand before changing shape into its axe form. Dodging another lightning bolt, he ran along the wall before leaping off, diving towards Thunder Darambia's back to chop off the Tesla coils. But the Kaijujin managed to catch him just in time and launched a concentrated attack at Zwei. Acting quickly, he put his Lightning Axe in the path of the lightning blast, absorbing the electricity as he was launched backwards.

As Zwei crashed on his back, Thunder Darambia charged at him like a mad bull. It jumped up to crash on him, but then a pair of hands reached out from Zwei's shadow and pulled him in.

Thunder Darambia landed, expecting to crush Zwei, only to hit nothing.

Zwei emerged safely from another shadow with Sakura. She was clad in the same outfit he had found her a week ago.

"Igawa-san?" he asked, surprised. "How did you do that?"

"I should be asking you that!" she shot back, pointing at his masked face. "Why didn't you tell me you were the one who saved me?"

"But I did!"

"Not the drug! Those demons! That was you!"

"Oh..."

"We'll talk about this later," Sakura frowned, turning to face Thunder Darambia as she pulled up her mask. She summoned her daggers and twirled them around. "We've got a demon to kill."

Zwei decided not to correct her and nodded.

Thunder Darambia spotted them and roared, unleashing bolts of lightning that spread everywhere. The pair broke apart, dodging the lightning bolts. With her agility and her ability to manipulate shadows, Sakura was a slippery target.

"Sheila, does this thing have any weaknesses?" Zwei asked as he kept dodging Thunder Darambia's lightning bolts.

"Scanning Thunder Darambia. Scanning...scanning..."

"Scan faster!"

"Scanning complete. The enemy's weak spot is in its core, located in the centre of its chest."

"The center of its chest?" he echoed. He looked and saw Thunder Darambia's glowing core. It could not be that easy, could it? "Igawa-san! We gotta hit the glowy thing in its chest!"

"Got it!" Sakura sank into the shadows before suddenly emerging in front of Thunder Darambia. "Hiyah!" She jabbed her daggers into its chest, causing it to roar in pain. Lightning bled out from its wound, hitting everything nearby. A bolt was about to hit Sakura when Zwei scooped her up and sped away with her to safety.

Sakura remembered being picked up like this, being held protectively. A blush dusted her cheeks as she admired his masked visage.

Meanwhile, Thunder Darambia's Tesla coils had dimmed and stopped glowing. With its core damaged, it could no longer generate any electricity.

Zwei set Sakura down and slowly stepped towards Thunder Darambia. The Kaijujin, unwilling to accept defeat, began launching punches with its extendable arms. The Rider dodged each blow with ease, tilting his head and sidestepping the strikes just as they came within reach.

He put his thumbs on his capsules and pressed down on them.

[STRONGER! KABUTO!]

Thunder Darambia launched another punch, only to have its fist caught by Zwei. His grip on it tightened as lightning spread across his body, lightning up his horn and green compound eyes before surging straight down to his right foot.

"Electro Rider Kick."

[FUSION BURST!]

Pulling on Thunder Darambia's arm, Zwei dragged the Kaijujin into range and delivered a perfect roundhouse kick that connected with its head. The Kaijujin dropped to the ground as Zwei turned his back to it. Moments later, the beast exploded.

As the smoke cleared, Thunder Darambia's monstrous form vanished. It was replaced by a man who passed out at Zwei's feet. A moment later, a capsule of some kind slid out his body and shattered, its pieces disintegrating into particles that were blown in the wind. But neither Sakura nor Zwei noticed.

They gazed at each other in silence as it began to rain.

---

"And we've been together ever since," Sakura finished, her voice softer now as she smiled fondly.

---

Asagi and Murasaki stepped out of the adjacent interrogation rooms, their footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway.

"So, what have you learned?" Asagi asked, her tone levelled.

"That Sakura met this boy when he saved her life," Murasaki reported.

"That's what he told me, too," Asagi said thoughtfully. "Based on what he said, it sounded like Sakura was drugged with Black Lilith."

Murasaki's eyes widened.

"That aphrodisiac we recovered from Under Eden?"

After Under Eden was dismantled, the Taimanin seized crates of Black Lilith. It was a potent aphrodisiac that was being used on the prostitutes held there. It heightened arousal to extreme levels, pushing even unwilling subjects into desperate need. If left unsatisfied, the drug could kill them. It was believed to be intentionally designed that way.

It was the same drug Rinko had been dosed with. Fortunately, thanks to the recovered samples, an antidote had been synthesized.

"It very much seems to be that way. I suppose he really didn't have a choice. Sakura was lucky," Asagi said, frowning.

"What do we do now, Asagi-sama?" Murasaki asked. "We can't exactly let him walk."

"No, not yet," Asagi agreed.

"Should we call in Nea?" Murasaki suggested. "She could read his mind and get the truth out of him. Confirm if he's dangerous."

Asagi considered the idea. Nea's abilities made her an invaluable interrogator. One touch to the head, and the truth was laid bare.

"It would certainly make this easier," Asagi murmured. "But we risk alienating him."

Murasaki arched her eyebrow.

"You want him as an ally?"

"He's powerful," Asagi said plainly. "And whether we like it or not, we could benefit from having him on our side rather than against us."

Murasaki crossed her arms but said nothing.

"But before we make any decisions, I want you to ask him about his activities as the Kamen Rider," Asagi continued. She turned, her expression firm. "In the meantime, I need to have a talk with my sister about her recent activities."

---

Sakura sat rigid in the metal chair, arms folded tightly under her chest, posture both defensive and defiant. The door clicked shut.

She looked up, and there stood Asagi.

Her sister. Her commander. Her protector.

Asagi crossed the room with slow, measured steps. Her face was unreadable, expression both composed and controlled. She sat across from Sakura and folded her hands neatly on the table.

For a long moment, she said nothing. She just stared, teal eyes locked onto Sakura's, searching for something beneath the surface.

Then, finally...

"How could you not tell me you had a boyfriend?"

Her tone was calm, but the edge beneath it cut like steel.

Sakura exhaled, leaning back in her chair.

"Because I knew you'd react like this."

Asagi's lips pressed into a thin line.

"Sakura, you know what we are. As Taimanin, we don't just risk our own lives. We put everyone close to us in danger."

Silence.

The low hum of the lights filled the space between them.

Sakura didn't need to ask what Asagi was really thinking.

They both knew.

Kyousuke Sawaki.

Asagi's fiancé. Her childhood love. The man she couldn't save.

He had been another member of the village and a Taimanin-in-training. But unlike the sisters, he never awakened his Ninja Art and was declared unfit for duty. But despite that fact, he and Asagi had remained close, eventually falling in love and giving each other's virginity. Asagi had planned to retire early and start a family with him, but that dream was tragically denied.

It had been years since then, but the wound never fully healed. Sakura saw it in the subtle tension in her sister's shoulders. The way her jaw tightened. The flicker of something haunting in her eyes.

Sakura's chest tightened, but she forced herself to speak.

"I remember," she recalled quietly, but firmly. "But Sho-kun isn't like Kyousuke-san."

Asagi's gaze sharpened.

"Because he's what, exactly?"

Sakura held her stare.

"You already know what."

---

"The Kamen Rider," Murasaki said flatly, like she was confirming something she'd known all along.

Sho tilted his head slightly, his indigo eyes cool and unreadable.

"Who are you?"

Her palm slammed down on the table before he could say another word, the sharp crack echoing off the walls.

"I'll be the one asking the questions here!" she snapped.

Sho didn't flinch. He simply raised an eyebrow, mildly amused.

"First question," Murasaki continued, her voice like a whip. "Who are you, and who are you working for?"

Sho exhaled, leaning back in his chair with casual defiance.

"Sho Kasai. And I'm not working for anyone."

"Don't lie to me!" she snarled, fists clenched. "You expect me to believe you're just some random nobody with access to advanced tech?"

He knew exactly what she meant.

The Fusion Driver. The belt. The thing that made him a target.

His eyes narrowed.

"Where's my belt?" he asked.

"We confiscated it," Murasaki said coolly, a smirk tugging at her lips.

Sho's jaw tensed. Of course, they did. With his Fusion Driver in their hands, they'd no doubt take it apart piece by piece, trying to uncover its secrets.

Murasaki leaned forward, her tone dropping but her intensity rising.

"I'll ask again: who are you working for?"

Sho didn't blink.

"I already told you. No one."

Murasaki's mouth twitched, tempted to call him a liar, but she held back. She needed to be smart about this. Methodical.

Instead, she placed two objects on the table with a soft clack.

Sho's eyes narrowed the instant he saw them: two Fusion Capsules resting neatly on the table. One was his Ichigo Capsule. The other capsule was black and depicted Gomora, one of the rare Monster Capsules he had managed to retrieve intact.

'Damn it.'

Murasaki caught the flicker in his expression, sharp as a hawk. She tapped the table with a fingertip, dragging his attention back to her.

"We found these on you," she said coolly. "According to Nea, they're what you use to transform." She paused, watching his reaction. "You didn't make them yourself."

Sho's gaze snapped upward, an offense flashing in his eyes.

"What? Don't think I could?"

"No. You don't strike me as a scientist. Or an engineer." She leaned back slightly, her voice laced with confident disdain. "The group you're working with must've supplied these to you."

He exhaled sharply through his nose, irritation crackling in his voice.

"I'm. Not. Working. For. Anyone," he said slowly. Deliberate. Controlled.

Murasaki stared at him, expression unreadable. Then she shook her head.

"I don't believe you." She tapped the Gomora Capsule, sending it rolling slightly with her fingers. Her eyes never left his. "It's not the government. They're the ones who flagged you in the first place. So, who is it? Some rogue group? A corporation? You don't just find this kind of tech lying around."

Sho stayed silent. His mind raced. They were close — dangerously close. But not close enough.

That was his advantage.

He leaned back slightly, folding his arms. His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it now, something cold and cutting beneath the surface.

"Sakura-chan told me about you," he said. "The Taimanin. A top-secret ninja task force. Protectors of humanity. Sounds noble." His gaze darkened. "Yet here you are, treating an ally like he's a criminal."

Murasaki's eyes narrowed, her fingers tightening on the table.

"You're no ally of ours!" she snapped. But something twisted in her gut. 'Sakura, you idiot.'

While Sakura treated Murasaki like a close friend, Murasaki had always kept a degree of distance. She mostly tolerated her due to being Asagi's sister. She admired her skill, sure. But her recklessness and immaturity? An embarrassment. As far as Murasaki was concerned, she was a reflection of Asagi herself. The fact that she blabbed about their activities to an outsider only affirmed her sour opinions.

Murasaki kept her expression carefully composed, but the tight clench of her jaw betrayed her restraint.

"To call yourself an ally, you need to be someone we can trust," she started, her voice cutting and precise. "And right now?" Her eyes narrowed. "You're an unknown. A wild card and a loose cannon."

Sho let out a slow breath through his nose, shaking his head with a trace of frustration.

"Sakura-chan trusts me," he pointed out firmly, without hesitation and doubt.

Murasaki's expression darkened, a flicker of something bitter flashing across her features.

"If she didn't, she wouldn't have asked for my help last week," he added.

---

"Last week, when we approved Rinko, Tatsurou, and Yukikaze's mission to infiltrate Under Eden, only you and I knew the details," Asagi began, her voice calm but steely. She paused, watching Sakura carefully. "So, when the Kamen Rider showed up during that mission, it raised a question: coincidence or a leak?"

Sakura's breath caught slightly, her brows knitting.

"I didn't want to believe you would leak classified information," Asagi continued. "But we had to be sure."

"So, you had Nea follow us," Sakura said flatly, accusation hard in her tone.

"Yes," Asagi confirmed without hesitation. "And she saw you fighting alongside the Kamen Rider." She folded her arms. "There was no CCTV footage recovered from the store, but what Nea saw confirmed it. You and he have been working together for some time. Which means you must have told him about the mission."

Sakura clenched her jaw, her scowl deepening. Her own sister had sent Nea to follow and spy on them — on their date — and witnessed them fighting Astromons together.

They'd always been careful, always wiped the cameras. It was how they'd kept things secret for so long.

But helping Sho in broad daylight? That had been a mistake.

A rookie mistake.

'Damn it.'

She looked up, shoulders squaring.

"Yes," Sakura admitted, her voice steady despite the tightness in her throat. "I told Sho-kun about Yukikaze-chan's mission."

Asagi didn't react. Not outwardly.

"I knew they'd need backup," Sakura went on. "And he was the only one close enough to reach them in time."

Silence followed, thick and heavy, pressing down on both of them.

Asagi's face remained unreadable, but her fingers curled tightly against the edge of the table.

That alone told Sakura everything.

Asagi's teal eyes darkened, her lips pressing into a hard, unyielding line.

"And you thought that was your decision to make?" she questioned at last, her voice eerily calm.

Sakura swallowed but didn't look away.

"Yes," she answered, firm and unshaken.

Asagi exhaled slowly, a controlled breath that barely masked the frustration simmering beneath her calm composure.

"Do you have any idea what you've done?" she interrogated, her tone laced with the weight of authority and genuine concern. "You revealed classified information to an outsider."

"Sho-kun isn't just some outsider," Sakura shot back, her fingers curling into her sleeves. "He's proven himself, again and again. If I hadn't told him, Yukikaze-chan and her team might not have made it back at all."

Asagi's gaze flickered. The briefest crack in her composure. A recognition that Sakura might have a point.

But that didn't make it right.

"That wasn't your call to make," Asagi decided, her voice sharpening. "You took a risk with our security. And you put your trust in someone who hasn't earned ours."

Sakura's jaw clenched, her voice rising with emotion.

"He's earned mine."

That hit harder than it should have.

Asagi's eyes narrowed, but she didn't argue. Not this time. Instead, she leaned back in her chair and exhaled through her nose, quiet and cold.

A beat of silence.

Then, softer, but no less firm, she expressed, "I just hope that trust doesn't cost us. Or you."

The emphasis on the last word of each sentence was deliberate. A warning dressed in sisterly concern.

The words hung in the air, heavy and unspoken.

Sakura didn't reply. She could tell Asagi wasn't convinced, but she wasn't backing down.

---

"And I trust her," Sho said firmly, eyes unwavering.

"So, you've told her everything," Murasaki said flatly, the realization clicking into place.

"That's right. And I know she won't tell you anything."

Without warning, Murasaki lunged forward and grabbed a fistful of his hair, yanking his head up so their eyes met. Her gaze was both cold and piercing. Her fingers pulled roughly, feeling like they could rip his hair from his scalp, but he showed no pain or fear as he glared back.

She could kill him, he knew that. She could do it easily. But if the Taimanin had wanted him dead, they wouldn't have brought him in for questioning. They'd have taken his Driver, taken apart his tech for study, and left his body in the street.

Murasaki wasn't sure what to make of him.

On paper, he'd taken advantage of Sakura while she was drugged, but Black Lilith was engineered to force that outcome. He'd done it to save her life. And that complicated things.

Now, Sakura was protecting him. She'd told him everything while keeping his secrets from them.

Too much trust. Too fast.

"You showing up during the mission, that was the first red flag," Murasaki started, eyes narrowing. "We figured someone leaked the operation. And since Sakura's always been protective of Yukikaze, we suspected her."

"Sakura-chan cares about all of you," Sho countered. "You're her family. That's why she asked me for help." He held her gaze, voice steady. "Look, I get it. You don't trust me. But if you've really looked into me, then you know all I've ever done is try to help people."

Murasaki's grip loosened.

"You were unable to save Rinko," she pointed out flatly, releasing his hair.

"I know." His voice dropped, his expression darkening. "Sakura told me what happened. If I'd gotten to Under Eden just a little sooner…"

He trailed off, the guilt hanging in the air like smoke.

Murasaki watched him for a long moment.

"But, you did help shut it down," she conceded, leaning back and arms folded. "That much deserves credit."

---

Meanwhile, in Tokyo, the Man-in-Black stood silently atop a massive, glowing billboard advertising the latest blockbuster video game, not that he was paying it any attention.

His gaze was fixed on the crowds below, teeming with life. From this height, they looked like ants.

"Hm...let's see," he mused, fingers curling around the sleek, high-tech blaster in his grip. "Which one of you will be my next star attraction?"

His eyes scanned the crowd, both methodical and detached.

That was when he spotted him: a drunken man stumbling out of a nearby bar, swaying as he slurred something to a passing woman. She scowled and slapped him clean across the face before storming off.

The Man-in-Black smiled maliciously.

"Perfect."

Reaching into his coat, he pulled out a Monster Capsule. He slotted it into his weapon's chamber with a satisfying click.

[GOLZA!]

With a smooth motion, the blaster shifted, parts unfolding and locking into place as a scope snapped into position. In seconds, it had transformed into a sleek sniper rifle.

He aimed.

The drunk was still reeling from the slap, completely unaware.

A moment later, the Man-in-Black pulled the trigger. The Golza Capsule launched from the rifle like a high-calibre round, slicing through the air with a crimson trail. It struck the drunk square in the chest.

He staggered back, gasping, then screamed as the capsule sank into his flesh, igniting veins with a red glow. His eyes flared bright crimson, and a fiery aura burst from his body, surging upward like a pillar of molten energy.

The transformation had begun.

---

"Onee-chan, why even have this interrogation?" Sakura asked, arms folded. "If you had Nea follow us, you could've just had her read our thoughts. That would've been simpler."

"Yes," Asagi replied calmly. "It would have."

"But that's not why we're here," Sakura said, narrowing her eyes. "You want him as an ally. And if Nea read his mind, you'd risk alienating him."

Asagi didn't respond, but the flicker in her gaze said enough.

Sakura nailed it.

While Nea could extract the truth with a single touch, that kind of invasive tactic would destroy any hope of trust. Even worse, it would fracture the bond between the two sisters. Asagi wasn't willing to cross that line.

Before Sakura could press further, the door creaked open. Another Taimanin entered the room. She was a tall woman with long black hair, dressed in a sleek black and dark blue combat suit. She walked quickly to Asagi's side and leaned down, whispering something into her ear.

Asagi's eyes sharpened.

"What's going on?" Sakura asked again, catching the shift in her sister's expression.

Asagi stood.

"Another one of those monsters has appeared in the city," she said.

Sakura's heart skipped a beat.

"Then you have to let Sho-kun go," Sakura told her. Asagi stood still, trying to register Sakura's words. "Onee-chan, please. He's the only one who can stop it."

"Sakura—" Asagi started, but Sakura cut her off.

"No! You might think I'm compromised, but you need to believe me! Sho-kun can help. You want him as an ally, right? Then, if you expect him to trust you, you have to trust him first!" Asagi opened her mouth to argue, but Sakura pushed on. "And if you don't trust him, then trust me."

---

Sho and Murasaki were still locked in a silent, simmering standoff. He met her glare with cool defiance, still refusing to give her the answers she demanded. She was quickly running out of patience.

If it were up to her, Nea would've pulled the truth straight from his head by now. But without Asagi's approval, that option was off the table. And beating the answers out of him? Not an option either. Not yet, at least.

Just as Murasaki opened her mouth to press him again, the door swung open.

Asagi entered, with Sakura close behind.

Sho's eyes lit up the moment he saw her.

"Sakura-chan."

She rushed to his side.

"Are you okay? She didn't hurt you, did she?" she asked.

"Nah," he said with a smile. "How about you?"

"I got grilled by my sister," she muttered with a sigh.

"Asagi-sama," Murasaki said, turning sharply. "What's going on?"

"Murasaki, unlock his cuffs," Asagi ordered, her tone brisk. "There's another monster attack."

Murasaki blinked.

"Another one?" She turned her glare back on Sho. "You set this up, didn't you?"

"No," Sho denied calmly. "Sakura-chan, what is it?"

"Another Kaijujin just appeared in Tokyo," Sakura answered, already pulling up her phone. She held the screen out, showing a live news broadcast of the creature rampaging through the city.

Asagi's voice cut through the room again.

"Murasaki, unlock his cuffs," she ordered.

Murasaki's hands balled into fists.

"Asagi-sama, you don't actually believe this outsider didn't plan this, do you?" she questioned. "He wants us to see him as a hero."

"Perhaps," Asagi replied, her tone even but cold. "But right now, innocent lives are in danger. Sakura says he's the only one who can stop this thing. I still don't trust him." She looked at her sister. "But I trust her. Now, release him."

Murasaki's jaw tightened, but she obeyed, pulling out the key and unlocking Sho's cuffs. He rubbed his wrists, relieved to be free.

"We'll return your equipment," Asagi said.

"No need," Sho replied, eyes narrowing. "It's already coming."

The Taimanin, aside from Sakura, exchanged puzzled glances.

---

Meanwhile, deep within the Taimanin HQ's evidence locker, the Fusion Driver sat dormant, sealed inside a reinforced container marked and catalogued like any other confiscated artifact.

Then it pulsed.

A soft hum echoed from within, followed by a mechanical click. With a sudden whir, tiny jets ignited along its sides.

And then…

*BOOM!*

The Driver blasted free from its containment with explosive force, slamming the door open and tearing through shelves and containment racks as it accelerated like a missile.

Its destination was already locked in.

Back to its wielder.

Back to Sho.

---

The Fusion Driver rocketed through the hallway like a homing missile before entering the interrogation room. It flew straight into Sho's outstretched hand.

Murasaki recoiled in shock.

"How!?"

Sho responded with a cocky smirk, already strapping the device onto his waist.

"It knows where it belongs." He turned, scooping up the Fusion Capsules from the table as if this was routine.

Sakura stepped forward and opened a swirling shadow portal, the inky vortex shimmering with cold energy.

"Use this," she offered, her voice steady but laced with concern. "It'll take you to Tokyo."

"Thanks, babe," Sho said gratefully, smiling.

She leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"For luck." She stepped back to give him room. "Now, go be a hero."

Sho nodded, steeling himself as he stepped into the portal. The cold hit him like a sudden plunge into icy water. It was something he doubted he'd ever get used to, but it faded quickly as the magic pulled him toward his destination.

Behind him, the portal pulsed one last time and vanished.

Murasaki stared at the empty space, tension still bristling in her stance.

"Asagi-sama..." she said slowly, not looking away. "Are you sure about this?"

Asagi didn't answer. Without a word, she turned and walked out, her expression unreadable. She had a mission to monitor now.

Sakura paused at the doorway, then turned to Murasaki with a glare that said more than words ever could.

She followed her sister out.

---

Sho stepped out of the shadow portal with a shudder as the chill faded from his body, only to be met by the thunderous roar of chaos.

Right in front of him stood a Kaijujin, tearing through the city like a living natural disaster. Thankfully, the area had been evacuated. Civilians had fled the moment the attack began.

"That's Golza, the Ultra-Ancient Monster," Sheila's voice chimed in from the Driver.

The name fits like a glove.

The beast was a bipedal saurian, his body covered in jagged, obsidian black scales. A collar of organic, armoured plating wrapped around his thick neck, extending upward into a single horn-like protrusion atop his head. His face was a snarl of fury, crimson-skinned with sharp teeth and curved tusks jutting from his lower jaw.

"Let's make it go extinct, Sheila," Sho said, pulling out two Rider Capsules and slotting them into his Fusion Driver.

[KAMEN RIDER ICHIGO!]

[KAMEN RIDER KUUGA!]

Sensing his presence, Golza stopped mid-rampage and turned to face him. He snarled, baring his fangs. This one didn't run like the others. This one stood his ground.

And that enraged him.

With a guttural roar, Golza charged.

Sho didn't move.

He didn't even flinch.

He tapped the capsules and shouted, "Henshin!"

[FUSION RIDE! KAMEN RIDER ZWEI: MIGHTY HOPPER!]

Energy flared around him as his armour materialized.

Golza raised a claw, and Zwei met him head-on. He lunged, slamming a fist into the monster's jaw with a crack of force. Golza staggered, growling, but charged again. Zwei moved faster, landing two rapid punches into his chest, followed by a spinning roundhouse that snapped his head to the side.

The monster roared in frustration, and the collar around his neck began to glow with ominous purple energy.

"It's charging an attack," Sheila warned. "Dodge on my signal."

Golza reared his head back, the horn glowing brighter.

Then, he fired.

A beam of destructive energy lanced toward Zwei like a bolt of lightning.

"NOW!" Sheila shouted.

Zwei leapt into the air just in time, flipping over the blast. The beam screamed past him and smashed into a nearby building, reducing it to rubble in an instant.

Zwei landed in a crouch, his eyes burning behind his helmet.

"Okay, big guy," he muttered. "Let's tango."

Golza let out a guttural growl and suddenly spun, whipping his thick tail into Zwei with crushing force.

"Ugh!" Zwei grunted as he was sent flying through the air, crashing into the crumpled remains of a car. The metal caved in around him as he hit, leaving behind a dented shell.

Groaning, he looked up just in time to see Golza's horn glowing again as it charged up another Ultrasonic Ray.

[MULTIARMS!]

Zwei summoned his auxiliary device and snapped it into shield form just as the beam fired. The purple energy slammed against the shield like a battering ram, shaking the ground beneath him.

"Ghrrr—!" Zwei grunted, bracing himself, his boots digging into the pavement. The shield held, barely.

Finally, the beam ceased.

Zwei tossed the scorched shield aside and reached for his Fusion Driver. His thumbs slammed down on both Rider Capsules.

[ICHIGO! KUUGA! FUSION BURST!]

Power surged through his armour, the energy of the Riders flowing into his legs. His scarf flared like a banner of fire as he leapt high into the air.

With a burst of acceleration, he rocketed toward Golza.

"MIGHTY RIDER KICK!" he roared.

His foot connected with Golza's chest in a blast of light and kinetic force. The Kaijujin was knocked clean off his feet and slammed into the ground with a seismic boom.

Dust. Silence.

Zwei straightened from his landing, breathing heavily.

Then, movement.

Golza stirred. Growled.

The Kaijujin slowly rose, smoke trailing from his body. A faint red symbol — Kuuga's crest — briefly flared across his chest, glowing hot, before flickering out.

"This thing's tougher than I thought," Zwei muttered.

"Its outer scales are too dense," Sheila confirmed. "You'll need a different tactic."

Across the city skyline, the Man-in-Black observed the battle through his sniper scope. He watched as Golza survived Zwei's finisher. He could have waited. Let Golza finish the job. But he'd made that mistake before. The Rider was too resilient for that. Too lucky. Too well-equipped.

"Not this time," he muttered. He loaded another Monster Capsule into his blaster. Through the scope, he locked onto Golza's form. "Time for a little power boost."

*Click.*

[MELBA!]

*BANG!*

The Melba Capsule fired like a shot, slicing through the air. Zwei turned too late, just in time to see it fly past him.

It struck Golza's chest, embedding itself. The monster roared as new energy surged through his body.

"Sheila," Zwei called slowly, his voice grim. "Was that a Fusion Capsule?"

"Affirmative," she replied.

His hands clenched into fists.

"Shit."

Golza let out a furious roar as his body convulsed, surging with dark energy. A pair of massive, leathery wings burst from his shoulder blades, unfurling with a crack of wind. The wings stretched wide, casting a looming shadow across the battlefield as the creature made himself appear even more monstrous.

His chest bulged, warped, and then began to shift. Thick plates of new armour grew over his torso: dark, angular, and laced with glowing veins of violet energy. The new armor connected to his collar, forming a seamless shell of organic plating that radiated raw power.

The horn atop his head twisted and reformed, reshaping into a wicked, hood-like crest. A sharp, avian beak jutted forward beneath it, giving the creature a predatory, almost bird-like profile. A curved horn sprouted upward from the hood.

The creature stood taller now, wings twitching, and aura blazing like wildfire.

Golza was gone, and in his place stood Golba, the Ultra-Ancient Dark Kaijujin.

---

"Introducing Golba!" the Man-in-Black announced with theatrical flair, his voice smooth and confident as a pair of floating camera drones hovered around him, capturing every angle of the destruction below.

One of the drones pivoted, focusing in on Golba as he tore through the city, his wings unfurled, his armoured frame glowing with dark energy, his roar echoing through the skyline.

"This powerful beast was forged from two Monster Capsules: Golza and Melba!" he continued. "Together, their combined essence creates a living weapon of pure devastation! With Golba, you can crush your enemies with ease!" He grinned darkly, eyes glinting with sadistic delight. "And best of all? It's nigh invincible."

Turning back toward the scene, he watched with cold satisfaction as Golba continued his wild rampage. Fire and rubble trailed in his wake.

With the power of two monsters pulsing through his veins, Golba was a force to be reckoned with. Even if Kamen Rider Zwei somehow found a way to counter him, he'd never live long enough to see it through.

---

Zwei charged forward, rearing back his fist for another strike, but was blown off his feet as Golba spat a massive fireball straight at him.

*BOOM!*

The explosion sent him tumbling across the asphalt, skidding into a pile of debris.

But before he could fully recover, Golba unleashed a barrage, spewing dozens of fireballs from his maw in rapid succession, lighting up the street with hellish flame.

Gritting his teeth, Zwei forced himself up.

[MULTIARMS!]

His device returned instantly, snapping into its shield mode. Raising it just in time, he powered through the onslaught, step by step, each blast rocking his defense.

Then, he was in range.

With a shout, Zwei slammed the shield into Golba's face, knocking the beast back. But before the Kaijujin could recover, he bashed him again. And again. And again. Blow after blow rang out as he forced the beast back.

Golba growled and launched himself skyward with a beat of his massive wings, avoiding the next strike entirely.

Zwei looked up. The monster hovered in midair, his new hooded helm gleaming in the sunlight. The glowing eyes embedded in the bird-like hood lit up and then fired down a barrage of crimson energy bolts like a living artillery cannon.

Zwei ducked for cover, raising his shield as explosions erupted around him.

"Sheila!" he called out.

"I suggest engaging the enemy in the air," her voice replied coolly.

"Yeah, good idea," he accepted, dismissing his MultiArmS. He reached for his Fusion Driver, snapping it closed. Energy pulsed around him as a protective barrier shimmered to life, deflecting the hail of energy bolts. A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. "I've got just the thing."

Zwei reached for his Capsule Holder, his fingers moving fast. He removed two Fusion Capsules, holding them in both hands and activating them with a click. Wasting no time, he slammed the Rider Capsules into the Fusion Driver.

[KAMEN RIDER SUPER-1!]

[KAMEN RIDER FOURZE!]

Holographic projections burst to life beside him.

First, a Rider clad in silver and black armour, tassels flowing from his gloves, red, wasp-like eyes glowing with intensity.

The second projection formed, this one clad in a sleek, space-themed suit. A white body like a rocket's hull, a black faceplate, and large, glowing orange eyes.

He tapped the capsules and the Driver's panels split open like a gate, the internal fan spinning to life as energy surged through the system.

[FUSION RIDE!]

Light spiralled around him as the two Rider projections converged, merging with him.

From above, Golba unleashed another furious volley, the fireballs and crimson bolts raining down like meteors.

They slammed into Zwei's barrier.

*BOOM!*

The resulting explosion rocked the street, sending debris flying in all directions. Smoke billowed high, cloaking the battlefield in choking darkness.

From atop his perch, the Man-in-Black leaned forward, a grin spreading across his face as the flames reflected in his visor.

"At last..." he whispered, pleased. "...he's gone."

But then, there was movement. A pulse of energy shimmered through the smoke. And as it parted, Zwei stood tall. Unscathed and unshaken.

The Man-in-Black's grin vanished, replaced by a scowl.

"Tch."

---

Back at Taimanin HQ, the command room was silent but tense.

Asagi, Murasaki, and Sakura stood before the central monitor, eyes fixed on the live footage streaming in from Tokyo. Onscreen, Zwei was under siege: Golba's relentless barrage of fireballs and energy bolts pounded his position until the entire area erupted in a fiery explosion.

Sakura's breath hitched.

"Sho-kun..."

The smoke billowed high, thick and dark. For a moment, nothing moved on the screen.

Then, motion.

The flames parted. The smoke began to clear. And from within the chaos, a glowing figure emerged, his silhouette transformed.

The room collectively leaned forward.

Murasaki's eyes narrowed as she watched.

"He changed forms," she observed. It was just like in the recordings.

Asagi folded her arms, watching with unreadable intensity.

Sakura's lips curled into a smile, her voice quiet with relief.

"I told you he could handle it."

---

Zwei's new form gleamed in the fading smoke like a hero from another world.

His helmet was sleek and white, with a black visor that completely concealed his face. At its centre, a silver crest shaped like jet wings adorned his brow. His bodysuit was black, marked by a bold, vertical, white stripe that ran down the middle like a rocket's ignition line.

His torso was wrapped in black armour. It was accented by a white chestplate with a small but distinct etching on the right side: S-1. A compact jetpack was mounted on his back.

Thick white gauntlets protected his forearms. The right one was fitted with a glowing control pad, its buttons coloured red, blue, green, and yellow, like a command console waiting to be used.

His boots were heavy, futuristic, and engineered for space. And across his black visor, two large orange eyes suddenly flared to life like twin stars igniting.

Then, swirling around his neck, a dark energy scarf materialized. It was woven with stars, as if stitched from the fabric of the night sky itself.

[KAMEN RIDER ZWEI: ASTRO SMASHER!]

"UCHU KITTTTTAAAAAAAAAAA!" Zwei cheered, his voice booming across the battlefield as he threw his fists triumphantly into the air, head tilted back like a victorious anime protagonist striking his final pose.

The cosmic scarf behind him flared dramatically, shimmering with starlight.

---

Back at Taimanin HQ, the room fell into stunned silence. Asagi, Murasaki, and Sakura all stared at the screen, bewildered.

"…Did he just shout, 'Space is here'?" Asagi asked, blinking.

Murasaki's eye twitched.

"Is this a battle cry or a personality disorder?" she questioned, annoyed.

Sakura, unable to help herself, burst into giggles.

"He's just getting into character."

---

After his triumphant shout, the jetpack on Zwei's back roared to life, blasting him straight into the sky with a streak of flame. He shot upward like a rocket, weaving between Golba's raining energy bolts with high-speed agility.

"Let's settle this mano a mano!"

Zwei twisted midair, right fist glowing as he wound it back, then slammed it straight into Golba's face.

*CRACK!*

The punch connected with such force that the Kaijujin's snout fractured visibly, sending a spray of sparks and spittle flying. Golba howled in pain, then reared his head back and opened his mouth to retaliate with a fireball.

Too slow.

Zwei surged upward with a vicious uppercut, slamming Golba's jaws shut mid-charge.

*BOOM!*

The fireball detonated inside his mouth, backfiring spectacularly. Smoke billowed from Golba's snout and throat as he gagged and coughed in the air.

Seizing the moment, Zwei pressed the red button on the gauntlet's control pad.

[Power On!]

Crimson energy flared to life, surging through his gauntlets. Both fists ignited with blazing power as he closed the distance. Then, he unleashed a furious chain of rapid-fire punches.

"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAAAAA!"

Each blow cracked against Golba's armour, driving the beast back midair, stunning him with relentless speed and power.

And with a final shout, Zwei brought his fists together and brought them down like a meteor.

"WA-CHA!"

*SMASH!*

The hammer blow crashed into Golba's skull, caving it in slightly and sending the beast spiralling to the ground. He hit hard, creating a crater on impact.

Zwei descended after him, touching down in front of the fallen Kaijujin as he groaned and struggled to rise up.

Golba snarled. His wings flared, and he launched forward.

Zwei held his ground. He braced his stance, catching the monster mid-charge by the shoulders. With a sharp twist, he executed a Judo throw, flipping Golba over and slamming him onto his back with a thunderous *BOOM!*

Dazed, the Kaijujin let out a low growl, then rolled onto his front to begin digging into the street with his claws.

Zwei stepped forward.

"Oh no, you don't—!"

But Golba was fast. Before Zwei could strike, the Kaijujin burrowed deep, vanishing underground and leaving a massive, gaping hole in his wake.

"Damn it!" Zwei growled. "Sheila, can you track it!?"

"It's—!"

*CRASH!*

Golba erupted from beneath, claws tearing from the street as he latched onto Zwei mid-sentence.

"—right below you!"

"I can see that!" Zwei barked, struggling in Golba's iron grip as the Kaijujin held him in a bone-crushing bear hug. The pressure intensified with every passing second. "Crap! Gotta break free—!"

Almost mockingly, Golba responded by unleashing a sudden electrical discharge, his body pulsing with violent surges of energy.

*ZAP!*

Zwei screamed as thousands of volts coursed through his armour. His suit sparked and crackled, his limbs convulsing under the assault.

"Sho! You're taking critical damage!" Sheila warned urgently. "Another surge, and you'll be forced out of your transformation!"

"Th-th-thanks f-f-f-for the h-h-h-heads up, Sheila!" he snapped through gritted teeth, spasming in pain, but not beaten yet. Through the jolts, his fingers found the control pad on his right gauntlet.

He hit the green button.

[Thermal On!]

"Freeze!"

His hands surged with frigid energy. He grabbed hold of Golba's arms, and in seconds, a coating of ice shot across them, flash-freezing the monster's limbs until they shimmered like brittle glass.

With a roar, Zwei twisted.

*CRACK!*

Golba screamed as both his arms snapped off, shards of frozen monster flesh sent spiralling through the air.

Zwei pulled free from the creature's now-useless grip. He turned to face the wounded Kaijujin. Zwei knew he wasn't evil. He was just another pawn in the Man-in-Black's cruel game. But he still had to be stopped.

Reaching for the blue button, Zwei pressed it.

[Electric On!]

His gauntlets crackled with brilliant blue energy, dancing across his fingertips like a live current.

"Let's see how you like it!"

He thrust his arms forward, launching a concentrated bolt of lightning that slammed into Golba's chest. The beast let out a distorted, agonized roar. His body twitched violently as the surge overloaded him.

Then, Zwei summoned his MultiArmS, converting it into a sleek, high-powered blaster adorned with a space satellite motif.

[ASTRO CANNON!]

The cannon charged, its core glowing bright white, and fired. A searing beam of cosmic energy lanced out, striking Golba dead centre. The explosion sent the Kaijujin hurtling backwards, crashing into the ground and skidding across the pavement, his body scorched and steaming.

Golba writhed, clearly injured.

And for the first time since this battle began, he was vulnerable.

"Finish it!" Sheila urged, her voice sharp with urgency.

[Power On!]

Zwei's gauntlets flared to life, glowing with crimson energy. He raised both arms, locked on his target and fired. The gauntlets blasted off his arms like twin rockets, howling through the sky toward the Kaijujin.

Golba, reacting on instinct, flapped his wings hard and shot upward, trying to escape. But the gauntlets weren't just fast, they were smart. Twin red trails of light spiralled behind them as the homing systems kicked in.

Golba banked left. Right. Dove. Climbed. But the gauntlets pursued relentlessly.

Then, finally, contact.

The mechanical hands on each gauntlet opened wide and clamped down on Golba's wings like steel traps, locking into place with a hiss of magnetic force.

Golba shrieked, thrashing midair as electricity pulsed across his body. He tried to break free, lightning arcing wildly, but the gauntlets held firm.

Zwei caught up in seconds, watching the monster struggle in midair. Now was the time to end this battle once and for all.

He slammed his thumbs down onto both Rider Capsules in his Fusion Driver.

[SUPER-1! FOURZE! FUSION BURST!]

Holographic pieces appeared, surrounding his arms before snapping together to form solid constructs. The orange Rocket Module was on his left arm while the yellow Drill Module was on his right. His jetpack and Rocket Module activated in tandem, launching him like a cosmic missile. The Drill Module began to spin. It started slowly at first, then faster and faster, glowing with surging power.

Red, green, and blue auras spiralled around the spinning drill, wrapping tighter with every rotation. The drill grew, enlarging until it dwarfed his own body, becoming a massive engine of unstoppable destruction.

Zwei threw his right arm forward.

"GIGA! ROCKET! DRILL BREAKEEEEEEEEER!"

Golba sensed his end. With a desperate, primal roar, he summoned all of his remaining energy. A sphere of crackling purple light formed above his head, yellow lightning shooting outward in chaotic bursts. He unleashed the energy in a single, massive beam, tearing through the night sky toward the incoming Rider like a lance of wrath.

But Zwei didn't dodge. He charged straight into it.

The Giga Drill Module spun faster, glowing with cosmic fury as it carved through the beam, parting the energy like a blade through water. The attack split around him, harmless, as the sheer velocity of the drill shredded it apart.

*BOOM!*

The colossal drill slammed into Golba's chest, piercing straight through the Kaijujin's armoured core.

*BZZZZZT!*

*FWOOSH!*

*CRACK!*

Golba was hit by it all: zapped, frozen, and burned simultaneously, energy exploding outward from the point of contact.

*KABOOOOOOM!*

A brilliant, fiery explosion lit up the sky as Golba's body disintegrated in a cloud of flame, smoke, and stardust. The force rattled the buildings below, shaking windows and street signs as the night was swallowed in bright light.

Moments later, Zwei touched down on the quiet street, the roar of battle now replaced by the distant wail of approaching sirens.

In his arms, he carried the unfortunate man who had been transformed into the monstrous beast. Gently, he laid him down on the sidewalk, taking extra care not to jostle his limp, unconscious form.

At that moment, the two Monster Capsules, containing the essences of Golza and Melba, clattered to the pavement. Freed from their host, they shattered on contact, their dark energies dispersing in glimmering trails of unstable power.

Without hesitation, Zwei reached into his Capsule Holder and pulled out another Fusion Capsule. He clicked the top. A soft hum sounded as the capsule absorbed the stray particles, drawing them in like stardust. For a brief second, the capsule glowed brightly and then dimmed.

Zwei stared at it, turning it slowly in his palm. He shook his head, a frown tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Why isn't it fully charged yet?" he muttered under his breath.

The sirens grew louder.

He didn't wait around.

Activating his jetpack, Zwei launched into the air, scanning the skyline. His eyes narrowed as he spotted a familiar silhouette: the Man-in-Black standing atop a billboard.

"Zed!" he shouted, rocketing toward him.

But just before he could reach the Man-in-Black—

*Flash!*

He vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only a shimmer of distortion in the air.

Zwei hovered in place, fists clenched in anger and frustration.

"Dammit...!"

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Dr. Exposition: I think this is a good spot to end the chapter. Next, Sho is back at Taimanin HQ, and his fate is decided.

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"THE ZWEI FILES"

Zwei Astro Smasher

Rider Height: 185 cm

Rider Weight: 84 kg

Punching Power: 5 tons

Kicking Power: 6 tons

Jump Height: 50 meters

Running Speed: 100 m in 4 seconds

Zwei's Kamen Rider Super-1 and Kamen Rider Fourze-based form. This form's speed is second to Lightning Speed, but it makes up for it by allowing Zwei to fly with a jetpack, making this his go-to form for aerial combat. Zwei has access to the Fourze Modules and Super-1's Five Hands, making him a versatile fighter.

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"KAIJUJIN BESTIARY"

Super Lightning Kaijujin Thunder Darambia (Note: Based on Thunder Darambia from Ultraman Ginga.)

Thunder Darambia is a Kaijujin Sakura and Sho encountered on their first date. It possesses a rock-hard hide and Tesla coils on its back to emit electricity. Because of this encounter, Sakura learned Sho's secret identity.

Human Identity: An unknown male.

Abilities

Electrokinesis: The Tesla coils on Thunder Darambia's back allow it to generate and emit electricity. It can fire lightning blasts and electrocute targets. The Tesla coils are powered by a special organ in Thunder Darambia's chest. Damaging this organ will prevent it from generating electricity.

Extendable Arms: Thunder Darambia's arms can stretch, allowing it to strike opponents at a distance when its main form of attack fails.

Ultra-Ancient Kaijujin Golza (Note: Based on Golza from Ultraman Tiga.)

A species of ancient saurian beasts, Golza has the power to destroy entire cities and civilizations. It could be counted as a living natural disaster.

Human Identity: A random drunk – Zed, a mysterious arms dealer, created Golba by shooting a drunken man with two Monster Capsules, transforming him into the rampaging creature.

Abilities

Ultrasonic Ray: Golza can charge energy from its neck and then fire a powerful beam from the horn-like protrusion atop its head.

Armoured Skin: Golza is covered in rocky black scales that are as strong as solid steel, allowing it to survive Zwei's Mighty Rider Kick.

Thick Tail: Golza can use his tail to whip and bash foes quite effectively.

Golza later became Golba.

Ultra-Ancient Dark Kaijujin Golba (Note: Based on Golba from Ultraman Trigger.)

A fusion of Golza and Melba, two beasts encapsulated into Monster Capsules and fused into a single entity. Golza makes up the main body, while Melba provides the wings, the bird-shaped hood, and additional armour for the body.

Abilities

Fireball Projection: Golba can launch explosive fireballs from his mouth.

Energy Bolt Barrage: Fires rapid, red energy bolts from the glowing eyes on his bird-like hood.

Charged Energy Beam: Generates a sphere of purple energy atop his head, crackling with yellow lightning, before unleashing a powerful, concentrated energy beam.

Lightning Discharge: Golba emits surges of electricity from his body, shocking nearby opponents and enhancing his melee attacks.

Burrowing: Golba digs underground at high speed to escape or ambush opponents.

Flight: Golba uses large leathery wings to maneuver through the air.

Enhanced Strength: Golba has powerful melee attacks with its tusks and claws.