Kazama Daisuke disliked such boring things.
Police cars had arrived, apprehending criminals.
But what did it have to do with him?
Meddling was contrary to his nature.
As an excellent makeup artist, only beautiful women could capture his attention.
Of course, his perverted nature also played a part.
However, just because Kazama Daisuke was not interested did not mean Koyori was the same.
Most people enjoyed a bit of excitement.
Koyori quickly climbed to a high vantage point to watch.
Through the park fence, she immediately saw the scene unfolding across the street.
"Daisuke! It's bad, the store across the street is being robbed, and there's a hostage!" Koyori cried in alarm.
She had initially thought it was police chasing a fugitive, but she hadn't expected a robbery.
"Oh?" Kazama Daisuke's interest was piqued when he heard it was a robbery, and he quickly asked, "Is the hostage a woman?"
If it were a woman, he wouldn't mind playing the hero and saving her.
"It's a man."
"Oh... then never mind."
Kazama Daisuke lay back down.
He appeared completely uninterested.
There was no need to bother with a man.
After all, meddling always came with great risks.
It was better to avoid trouble than to seek it.
Koyori was already used to this.
This was just how Daisuke was.
She continued to act as a live reporter.
Koyori wished she could 'see injustice and draw her sword,' but her strength was insufficient. Sometimes, to do certain things, one had to consider their own capabilities; forcing it would only lead to more trouble.
As for forcing Kazama Daisuke to save someone.
Koyori couldn't do that either.
Although she was only eight years old and an amnesiac girl.
She understood human relationships and social customs well.
One could not stand on moral high ground and force others to do things.
There had never been such a rule throughout history.
But the robber across the street suddenly changed hostages.
It was a relatively beautiful woman.
"Daisuke, the hostage is a woman now!" Koyori said.
She knew.
Given Daisuke's personality, he would definitely act now.
She was not worried about safety.
Despite how he acted.
He was actually a Kamen Rider.
"Let's go save her!"
Kazama Daisuke immediately got up.
Picking up his violin case-shaped makeup box, he quickly ran towards the street opposite the park.
His current speed was the complete opposite of his previous disinterest and slowness.
"Heh, men..."
Koyori shook her head helplessly.
She acted like a grown-up.
The robber had taken the money.
Then, he dragged the hostage woman into the car and sped away.
They were about to escape!
The police, concerned for the hostage's safety, dared not act too aggressively.
The robber was taking advantage of this to make his escape.
He had now obtained the money.
As long as he escaped.
He could spend it without restraint.
Chen Ran had already noticed the situation.
"A robbery?"
Watching the car, its engine roaring like a caged beast as it sped forward, Chen Ran's brow furrowed slightly.
Since he had stumbled upon this, his lingering sense of justice would not allow him to stand by.
What was the purpose of a Kamen Rider's fight?
Throughout the Kamen Rider world, many would offer answers.
To protect smiles.
For humanity, for Agito.
For love and peace.
For justice...
But in Chen Ran's heart, he had his own scale for measuring justice. As for what Kamen Riders fought for.
He leaned more towards what Tsukasa Kadoya, 'Little Ming-ge,' had once said.
For the freedom of humanity...
The speeding car crashed through.
Fortunately, this area was in the suburbs.
Otherwise, it would have caused significant traffic problems, and lives might even have been lost.
To block a car at full speed with one's bare body.
It might be possible after one's future self had evolved to a certain extent.
But now, with a mortal body.
It was best not to cause trouble.
What if he died...
As Decade.
Most of the time, Chen Ran was naturally somewhat reckless, but that was always within the bounds of 'rules.'
His own safety was the top priority.
He didn't want to end up like the Snake Orphnoch.
Being reckless until he was completely gone.
Without a word.
Chen Ran took out the Decade Driver.
Without striking a pose.
He completed his transformation with lightning speed.
Accompanied by the familiar electronic voice.
Decade reappeared once more.
He used the Sasword card again.
"Clock Up!"
All of this happened in an instant.
Decade, now clad in the Scorpion armor, began his operation!