"Haah... Damn it, why hasn't that Rat shown up yet? Silver Phantom, do you think we came to the wrong place?"
Senba Gari yawned lazily, then spoke to his motorcycle.
Honestly, to anyone watching, his behavior looked downright crazy.
"Mommy, look at that big brother. He's so weird—he's talking to his motorcycle."
A little girl passing by stopped nearby and pointed at Senba Gari. The woman beside her—her mother—replied,
"Silly girl, that's because big brother is sick and forgot to take his medicine. That's why he's talking to his motorcycle."
"Oh."
Hey, lady over there, don't you know you're supposed to keep it down when you talk behind someone's back? I can hear you. And what kind of illness makes me talk to a motorcycle? Am I crazy? Forgot to take my medicine? You're the one who needs medicine! Your whole family needs medicine!
Senba Gari stared at the mother and daughter, his mouth twitching as he thought in frustration.
Pfft.
Suddenly, a strange mechanical laugh came through the Bluetooth earpiece by Senba Gari's ear.
"You! You laughed, didn't you? You definitely laughed!"
Then Senba Gari glared furiously at his motorcycle, and the mother and daughter spoke again.
"Mommy, look. That big brother's talking to his motorcycle again."
"Now, now, sweetheart. Big brother may have given up on treatment already. Come on, let's hurry. This illness might be contagious."
The woman pulled the little girl away from Senba Gari.
Given up on treatment? You're the one who's given up on treatment! Everyone in your household registration book has given up on treatment! And what did I ever do to you, lady? Why are you treating me like this?
After hearing what the mother and daughter said, Senba Gari's face was practically dripping with gloom. He felt like he was about to injure himself from sheer frustration.
Pfft—hahahaha!
The mechanical laugh came through the earpiece again. Senba Gari glared angrily at his motorcycle's dashboard.
"Laughing your ass off? You were doing that on purpose, weren't you? You wanted to make a fool of me!"
The dashboard display changed in an instant, turning into a face laughing so hard it looked like it was having a fit. The motorcycle's body trembled slightly, too.
Hahaha, h-how could that be, master? Hahaha, I was just worried someone might find out, hahaha. N-no, I can't take it. Let me laugh a little longer, hahaha. o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓
"All right, stop laughing. We've got business to take care of. I asked you something just now."
Senba Gari's mouth twitched as he stared helplessly at the ridiculous face on the dashboard.
Ahem. Well, master, I checked, and we came to the right place. It's just...
"Just what?"
Silver Phantom's voice suddenly trailed off, giving Senba Gari a bad feeling.
"It's just, master, did you forget? They're delinquents. What makes you think they'd come on time?~ ╮(‵▽′)╭" The expression on the dashboard changed again.
"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?!"
...Because you didn't ask, master. →_→
"I think you just forgot. And your expression gives it all away."
Senba Gari's mouth twitched as he looked at the expression on the dashboard, then he spoke again.
"Whatever. I'm going to buy something to drink. Wait here."
All right, master.
Senba Gari got off the motorcycle. Just as he did, Silver Phantom's mechanical voice came through his earpiece, making him stumble.
Oh, right, master. Bring me some motor oil while you're at it. I only just woke up, so I might be a little hungry.
Senba Gari shouted at Silver Phantom.
"Please! Where am I supposed to buy motor oil around here? And you're a machine, aren't you?! How could you possibly be hungry?!"
But after he finished shouting, he realized that everyone around him was staring. They were looking at him with pity, too.
"You win."
Senba Gari spoke viciously into the earpiece, then walked into a restaurant with a face like thunder.
"Welcome! What can I get for you?"
A young female server at the counter asked what he wanted.
"An apple juice, please."
And a bottle of motor oil.
"And a—chicken wing."
Silver Phantom's voice nearly made Senba Gari say it aloud. He pressed his left hand to his earpiece and snarled at the machine on the other end.
"Gaia must have sent you to mess with me! I'm sure of it!"
"Um, sir, your order is ready," the young server said beside him.
"Oh, is it? Thanks."
He took his order and left. The server called after him,
"We hope to see you again!"
Sitting on Silver Phantom, Senba Gari was about to eat his chicken wing and drink his apple juice when—
Master, isn't there anything for me?
"No."
Oh, master.
"What?"
They've made their move.
After a brief silence, Senba Gari looked at Silver Phantom with a twitching mouth, a chicken wing poised by his lips.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"
No idea. →_→
"Haah... Guess it's my bad luck. Let's go."
Reluctantly setting aside the food he hadn't even touched, he took off his earpiece, put on the silver helmet, and rode Silver Phantom toward their destination.
On a remote road in the distance, a gray-black humanoid Rat sat astride a strangely shaped motorcycle. It was Rat Mlortha.
Rat Mlortha had been quite happy, but then the clear roar of an engine began drawing closer.
Master, the target is two meters ahead of us. I recommend getting ready to transform.
Before long, Silver Phantom's voice came through the helmet into Senba Gari's ears. He had to admit that it could be reliable sometimes—aside from its infuriating personality.
"Mm, I know. Manifest."
As soon as Senba Gari spoke, a strangely shaped belt appeared around his waist.
"Transform!"
Then he took a Transformation Card from his pocket and inserted it into the right side of the Transformation Device on his belt. The belt emitted a series of mechanical sounds.
Vehicle armour appear (Armour manifest)
Flame-red armour began to form around Senba Gari's body. Then another mechanical voice rang out.
armed (Armour up)
As the second mechanical voice sounded, the flame-red armour enveloped Senba Gari.
Divine Garuda (Garuda)
When the third mechanical voice sounded, Senba Gari transformed into Kamen Rider Divine once more.
Then Divine drew a weapon card across the top of the Transformation Device on his belt. The device emitted two deep mechanical sounds.
Weapon appeared (Weapon manifest)
Flow flame plume blade (Flame Feather Blade)
The weapon card in Divine's hand turned into flames and took shape in his right hand. The Flame Feather Blade appeared in Divine's grasp.
Then he caught up to Rat Mlortha and spoke to Silver Phantom.
"I'll leave the rest to you."
Understood. Activating auto-pilot.
Rat Mlortha swung its tail at Divine. Divine held the Flame Feather Blade horizontally in front of himself.
"Clang!"
The tail struck the blade, sending sparks flying. Divine then kicked Rat Mlortha, sending it flying off its motorcycle.
Rat Mlortha swept its tail at Silver Phantom's front wheel. Just as the tail was about to hit him, Divine gripped the handlebars with both hands and swung the rear of the motorcycle around, knocking the tail aside.
"Eek!"
Rat Mlortha suddenly let out a cry. The motorcycle Mlortha that had been standing to one side suddenly started moving by itself, charging toward Divine and Silver Phantom.
Master, get off. I'll take care of this motorcycle.
"Mm, be careful."
Though puzzled, Divine trusted Silver Phantom. He climbed off, blade in hand, and headed toward Rat Mlortha.
Silver Phantom suddenly spoke.
Form change: combat mode.
The parts of Silver Phantom's body began to separate and reassemble. A silver robot, two meters tall, appeared before Motorcycle Mlortha.
I'll deal with you now.
On the other side, Divine was fighting Rat Mlortha. Seeing this, he remarked,
"Looks like I'll have someone to do the housework from now on."
Meanwhile, Silver Phantom was preparing to fight Motorcycle Mlortha when he felt its body parts suddenly tremble.
Strange. I have a feeling my future's going to be pretty bleak.
Then he stopped thinking about it, because Motorcycle Mlortha had charged at him.
Silver Phantom raised both hands, gripped Motorcycle Mlortha's handlebars tightly, then flung it backward. It crashed straight into Rat Mlortha, which Divine had thrown over as well.
Divine and Silver Phantom exchanged a glance. Divine drew a card from the Card Box. It looked just like the previous one and was also red, but its face depicted a burning blade surrounded by blazing feathers.
Silver Phantom's right hand transformed into a gun with a futuristic design.
Divine inserted the card in his hand into the slot above the Flame Feather Blade's guard. The half-folded wings on either side of the guard suddenly spread open. Silver Phantom aimed his gun at Motorcycle Mlortha and Rat Mlortha. Two different mechanical voices rang out at the same time.
Kill weapon (Weapon finisher) / The guns of storage (Gun charging)
Energy storage (Charging) / locking (Lock-on)
Yu Huang strong explosion (Exploding Phoenix Flame Feather) / Plasma cannon (Plasma Cannon)
Flames burst from the feather patterns on the blade of the Flame Feather Blade in Divine's hand, weaving together into a blazing feathered sword. He raised it with both hands and brought it down on Rat Mlortha and Motorcycle Mlortha. At the same time, blue energy gathered in the barrel of the futuristic gun that had replaced Silver Phantom's right hand, then surged out.
The red flaming feathered sword and blue Plasma Cannon exploded violently against the two Mlortha. At the center of the blast appeared a motorcycle reduced to scrap and the delinquent from before. The black crystal had already vanished.
"Hello, is this the hospital? I've found an unconscious person on XXX Road. Please come quickly. Phew... That takes care of things. Let's go, Silver Phantom."
After transforming back, Senba Gari called the hospital. Then he rode Silver Phantom, which had returned to motorcycle form, and spoke.
Oh, right, master. What are we having for dinner?
"Whatever we've got. And aren't you a machine?"
And so the rider and motorcycle disappeared down the road. But the crisis was far from over.
Encountering Demon King Nozomi Again and the Start of the Investigation
Night was always an unsettled time. Many office workers worked overtime, many young men and women let their love hormones run wild, and some people drowned their sorrows in alcohol.
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