While Chiyoko was losing 80,000 yuan in school fees, Shigeru Ikeda opened her eyes.

The nurse, who was observing his condition, immediately shouted "doctor" and rushed out of the intensive care unit as soon as he opened his eyes.

Soon, the attending physician entered the ward with a large number of assistants and nurses.

After the examination by Professor Chozen, he congratulated, "The recovery is perfect, and the resilience is amazing." ”

After speaking, Professor Caizen looked back at the door of the ward, and said to the Shiratori and Takayama detectives who were already waiting at the door of the ward, "You two, it's okay, his condition can be discussed." However, pay attention not for too long. ”

"Understand, we're just asking some details, and we'll be done soon."

Professor Chozen nodded and said to Shigeru Ikeda, "Then I'll leave it to the detectives, I'll come and see you later." ”

After saying that, Professor Caizen smiled at Shigeru Ikeda.

It seems that the professor is very keen to make a good impression on Shigeru Ikeda.

After all, Shigeru Ikeda is Kiryu and Ma's disciple, and he is the only one.

After Professor Chozen led the people away, Detective Shiratori and Detective Takayama came to Shigeru Ikeda's bed.

"We have a few questions, and if you don't think you can answer them for a long time, then let's pick the key ones first." Shiratori paused and waited for Shigeru Ikeda's answer.

Shigeru Ikeda looked out the window and asked, "My father...... Naoto Ikeda, how's it going? ”

"Dead. It seems that your master is going to pay for the things himself, and when you wake up, you should start it. ”

"How can this be done, Master's tuition has not yet been settled."

As soon as the words fell, the Takayama criminal police were surprised: "How come, isn't it the Nanjo family that fully sponsors the tuition?" ”

Shiratori warned the Takayama detective not to speak, and then went straight to the point: "You witnessed the death of your father, right?" ”

Shigeru Ikeda shook his head slightly: "No, I was in a coma at that time, and by the time I opened my eyes, the matter had already come to life." ”

"It's okay, tell us what you saw when you woke up." The tone of the white bird criminal police is like a confidant big brother announcer on a late-night radio.

Shigeru Ikeda was silent for a few seconds before he explained: "I heard someone shouting, 'Shigeru get up,' 'Run,' and that shout made me open my eyes, and then I saw ......."

Both detectives stared intently at Shigeru Ikeda, waiting for him to continue.

Shigeru Ikeda: "I saw a tall figure standing there, against the light. Before I fell, I thought it was Naoto Ikeda, but looking back now, I'm not sure what I saw.

"That figure is too tall, Naoto Ikeda...... My dad wasn't that tall, he was a hunchbacked, shrunken man who wanted to hide himself at all times.

"His back, which is both weak and annoying, is what I remember of Naoto Ikeda.

"However, at that moment, the figure in the backlight was so tall that it looked like a Kamen Rider."

Shiratori glanced at Takayama: "You're relatively young, have you ever seen Kamen Rider?" ”

"Spare me, I was in college when Toei was filming this film. This is a sub-offering. ”

Shigeru Ikeda ignored the Takayama detective and continued, "I heard the gunshots, but the tall figure did not fall down immediately, but still rushed towards the enemy.

"Sure enough, that's actually a passing Kamen Rider, right?"

"No," Detective Shiratori shook his head, "that's your father, Naoto Ikeda." Your language skills are good, and they don't match your Mandarin grades written in the materials at all. ”

Shigeru Ikeda glanced at Detective Shiratori: "That's because I've been reading a lot of books lately, such as Osamu Dazai. ”

Detective Shiratori shrugged: "So, you don't know what happened to your father?" I wonder how he got up in the end? May I ask you how you untied the ropes on your body? ”

"I provoke them and let them go it alone with me." Shigeru Ikeda then told him everything that happened before he fell unconscious.

After about thirty minutes, the white bird detective nodded: "Very good, we don't have anything to ask, you have a good rest......"

"Can I be discharged from the hospital?" Shigeru Ikeda said and sat up, "I feel like I'm in great shape." If I don't leave the hospital, I can't do anything, right? After all, I'm probably the only one who has the portrait to hold it. ”

Detective Shiratori and Detective Takayama glanced at each other, and then said, "Then you have to ask Professor Caizen, we are not doctors, and we can't decide whether you can be discharged from the hospital or not." ”

**

Two days later, the Ikeda family.

The dilapidated doorway of the building was whitewashed, and the paint sprayed by the debt collectors was all brushed off.

There was a table at the entrance of a household to sign in, but the roster was empty, except for the Kiryu family and Kiryu and Ma's apprentices, there were only the names of the two criminal policemen, Shiratori and Takayama.

The original relatives of the Ikeda family didn't know if they were dead, or if they didn't want to stick to this bad luck, but none of them showed up anyway.

Since there were no more women in the Ikeda family who could receive guests, Chiyoko Kiryu sat behind the check-in table - Shigeru Ikeda was a disciple of Wama, and in Japan, the relationship between master and apprentice is second only to family affection, so Chiyoko took on the role of hostess.

In order to take on this responsibility, Chiyoko specially borrowed an all-black kimono from the Nanjo family, but the Kiryu family did not have this all-black kimono, and Chiyoko only had a wedding kimono that was passed down from her mother.

However, because there were no guests at all, Chiyoko was bored looking at the clouds in the sky at this time.

The sound of the monk chanting sutras kept coming from the main gate of a house.

The Ikeda family was built very small, and there was not much room left for a coffin in the living room.

A monk in a robe sits in the middle of the living room, reciting an incomprehensible Sanskrit verse.

Japanese monks chant sutras with a unique singing voice, as if they were Noh operas.

Shigeru Ikeda holds the statue and sits not far behind the monk.

The portrait of Naoto Ikeda is very young, as if because this guy has not taken a serious photo for more than ten years, so he can only take a photo when he was just married.

Kiryu and Ma, who sat next to Ikeda, felt that Naoto Ikeda looked like a good young man when he was younger.

When Shigeru Ikeda returned from the hospital, he was silent for a long time, not even talking much, and he would complete the training and study arranged with the horse every day, feeling like a stuffy gourd.

Hema was a little worried that his apprentice would get sick.

When the ritual was over, Naoto Ikeda was burned — the Japanese tradition is to burn it to ashes before burying him — and Mato had to find a way to restore the apprentice's spirit.

At this time, he Ma heard the two criminal policemen standing at the back talking: "This monk, I recognize it, isn't this the great monk of Tsukiji Honganji?" Can Kiryu-kun afford him? ”

"Of course, it's looking at the face of the Nanjo family, and it's amazingly discounted, what's strange."

Kazuma looked back at the two detectives.

Originally, he wanted to complain a little about the two of them chatting in such a loud voice on such an occasion, but after thinking about it, it was not that the criminal police were loud, but that the house was too small, and the back row and the front row were too close.

And when the funeral comes, I have to bother the two criminal policemen to carry the coffin, otherwise the man will not be able to make up enough, but I am afraid that Nanjo will have to mobilize his own SP to carry the coffin.

There are people who pay attention to funerals in Japan, and they have to be carried by people who are related.

The two detectives handled the death case of Naoto Ikeda and were also related people.

Finding a few unrelated blacks to dance while carrying the coffin won't work in Japan.

Kazuma withdrew his gaze and looked at Shigeru Ikeda again, and stopped talking.

**

At dusk that day, Shigeru Ikeda returned from the crematorium.

Because he couldn't afford a cemetery, Naoto Ikeda's ashes were brought back by Shigeru Ikeda. Enshrined in a shrine at home like this is a common practice in Japanese families who cannot afford a cemetery.

There are also times when the deceased will be sprinkled into the mountains and seas according to the last wishes of the deceased.

Shigeru Ikeda places the urn in the TV cabinet, which had been sold for money by Shigeru Ikeda for gambling, and now there is only one cabinet left, which looks like a shrine.

Placing the urn, Shigeru Ikeda takes a fresh look at the home.

In order to hold the ceremony, the dispatch staff of the Nanjo family had already cleaned up the house and cleared all the piles of domestic garbage.

Even the breath of life has been cleaned up.

This gives the house a homeless feel.

Shigeru Ikeda wanted to sell the house to his master to pay for his university tuition, but he asked him to keep it so that he could come back from time to time to see it, and then use it for his own tuition later.

Shigeru Ikeda stood in a lifeless house, his heart full of mixed feelings.

He couldn't figure out how he was feeling at this point.

It stands to reason that getting rid of this home should make him feel liberated, after all, nothing good has happened in this family.

All memories are full of pain and sadness.

Now, however, Shigeru Ikeda suddenly finds himself a little lonely.

In order to relieve this loneliness, he decided to see if there was anything else he could take with him at home.

He went from the living room to the dining room and found that the dishes had been replaced with brand new ones, presumably old ones that had been broken by the drunken Naoto Ikeda.

So the people of the Nanjo family put on new tableware.

He opened the refrigerator, only to find it empty.

Shigeru Ikeda sighed and left the dining room to go into his room.

His room was also cleaned, and then something caught Shigeru Ikeda's eye.

The thing was on the desk that had been emptied, and the sunlight from outside the house fell on it, gentle and bright.

It was the Kamen Rider belt that his mother bought for Shigeru Ikeda, and it was this belt that Shigeru Ikeda wore back then, gained courage from the fake transformation sound effect, and stood behind Naoto Ikeda with a knife.

And Mom stopped Shigeru Ikeda, who was wearing this belt.

Shigeru Ikeda stepped forward and gently picked up his belt.

He remembered that the belt had been broken in his father's beating that day, and that it could no longer emit the sound and light effects of transformation.

After my mother left, my father said that when he saw this belt, he would think of "that woman", so he snatched it away and threw it away.

Obviously it should have been thrown away.

Later, Shigeru Ikeda himself blackmailed his junior classmates and used the money to buy a brand new belt.

But this belt should be the one that was thrown away by my father, and there is a crack on the back of the belt buckle, which was caused by my father when he grabbed the belt.

Shigeru Ikeda looked at the belt, and suddenly remembered the scene of Naoto Ikeda waking up from alcohol, rummaging through the belt in the trash can like a stray dog.

He sighed and put the belt back on the table, but hesitated to pick it up again and stuff it into his bag.

Now, Shigeru Ikeda can't wait to get out of this place, where he feels like he'll be overwhelmed by the chaos of memories at any moment.

He went back to the living room, looked at the urn, and finally decided to put it there.

Although Naoto Ikeda eventually became a father again, Shigeru Ikeda wanted to seal him, along with all those memories, in this dilapidated building.

Shigeru Ikeda leaves the place once known as a writer with a single catch: a worn-out Kamen Rider transformation belt.

He threw his father, his memories, everything from the past here—at least that's what he thought himself.

He rode a bicycle to deliver newspapers, and quickly returned to Kiryu Dojo, and entered the small room next to the entrance.

This is his little world, his current comfort zone, and he can feel a sense of security that he has never felt before when he stays here.

He opened the kettle and began to heat the boiling water, took out a box of cup noodles that were about to expire at half price, tore open the package and added seasonings, and waited for the water to boil.

Then he took out the old Kamen Rider Transformation Belt.

He looked at his belt and fell into deep thought.

The water boiled, the kettle hissed, and he did not return from his contemplation.

Then, the door to the guest room opened, and Kiryu and Ma walked in: "Shigeru! The water is boiling! ”

Shigeru Ikeda woke up violently and hurriedly reached out to close the stove.

Shigeru Ikeda looked up at his master and couldn't help but ask, "Is my father a good guy or a bad guy?" If my mother didn't run away and continued to be with him, would he have been different?

"You see, he can protect me like a Kamen Rider at the last moment of his life, so who can say that he won't get better at another time?"

After a series of questions, Shigeru Ikeda looked at Kiryu and Ma with a straight and innocent gaze, waiting for his master's guidance.

As Kazuma looked at his apprentice, he suddenly realized that this was a crucial point, whether Shigeru Ikeda would stagger around with the shadow of the past in the future, or whether he would turn everything in the past into his own motivation and stride with his head held high.

Kiryu and Ma knew that they had run in to remind their apprentices to turn off the stove and that they had become the triggers who changed their apprentices' lives.

Kazuma glanced at the top of Shigeru Ikeda's head, he had two permanent entries, one of which was a gift from his father.

Just tell Shigeru that his father gave him a blessing in the end, is it okay?

Kazuma felt that things would not be so simple.

Then his gaze fell on the transformation belt in Shigeru Ikeda's hand.

The old belt looks very old, and there are quite conspicuous cracks on it, which is useless garbage that will make children cry when given to them.

But Shigeru Ikeda clutched it very preciously.

Ignoring Ikeda's question, Kazuma looked at the belt and asked, "What is this belt?" ”

"It was my mom who bought me the transformation belt, and I thought my dad threw it away, but today I found it was still there."

Kazuma felt like he had found the key point.

He said, "Kamen Rider is really a great work, and under the handsome mask is the sorrow of transforming people. But even if you burst into tears, you have to fight for justice. ”

"Yes, when I was a child, I couldn't understand everything, but when I grew up, I felt so admirable when I watched it."

Sixteen-year-old Shigeru Ikeda, technically speaking, is not considered "grown up", but Kazuma did not correct him.

Kazuma: "Do you want to try it without changing your body?" ”

"Huh?" Shigeru Ikeda looked up suspiciously, looking at Kazuma.

And Kazuma posed for the original Kamen Rider, the classic transformation move.

He did it very seriously, as if he were performing some serious ceremony.

Shigeru Ikeda was even more puzzled: "Why suddenly?" ”

"The mood has changed. Come on, try it, maybe it works? It just so happens that you have a belt. ”

Kazuma egged on Shigeru Ikeda, and the sixteen-year-old boy stood up and buckled his belt around his waist with some clumsiness.

Although Shigeru Ikeda was in good shape, the belt designed for the size of a child still tightened his waist.

Hema: "Okay, you are now the unlucky person who was captured and reformed by Xiuka, all the pain, sorrow, and parting you experienced before are the suffering given to you by the Xiuka organization!" What are you going to do now? ”

Shigeru Ikeda was silent for a few seconds, then raised his hand and made a transformative gesture.

He does his movements meticulously, as if he really is the Kamen Rider who has been through the ordeal.

All the pain and sorrow, with his movements, turned into strength and a righteous heart.

Above his head, the prodigal son's entry and his father's gift burned and joined together in the flames.

Shigeru Ikeda finishes his final transformation.

He stood there, exuding the aura of a man who stood up to the sky, like a real Kamen Rider.

Above his head, the words that were tempered and condensed in the firelight shone incomparably.

Knight of the law

There are no instructions, only burning entries.

Hema stretched out his hand and patted the apprentice's shoulder: "Very good, congratulations on your new life." ”