Starting with Firefly, Speedrunning Worlds, Part 20

But that was fine too. It made beating him up feel even more justified. She hadn't forgotten that every time she beat them up, she earned points again.

Sam calmly extended her mechanical arm, and a wall of flames rose before her, effortlessly blocking Buffa's finishing blow.

"Looks like you still haven't learned your lesson!"

"But you're too weak right now. You're not qualified to be my opponent."

The barrier dispersed. Sam casually patted herself down as though it had merely been an insignificant breeze, not worth caring about...

She continued forward, preparing to clear out those zombie Jamato, earn points while destroying this game, then force out the game administrator or producer.

If they did not appear this time, she would keep watch for the next time, and the time after that.

She would keep her eyes on this Desire Grand Prix and continuously sabotage this carefully designed program.

Eventually, they would be unable to resist making a move.

She refused to believe that, after all this, the game administrator behind it still would not step in.

This was the simplest and most direct method Firefly could think of.

In any case, it was all beneficial to her. She did not mind the trouble, especially when there were points to earn.

"Aaaah!!"

Azuma Michinaga had not listened to a word Sam said. All he saw was the Stellaron Hunter before him looking down on him, humiliating him.

He already hated all Kamen Riders and had sworn to destroy them all. He could not bear it any longer.

He rushed straight toward a nearby Kamen Rider and snatched away his Buckle before the man could react.

Most of the Riders here were ordinary people who had only just been selected. There were even elderly people among them. Not one possessed the qualities of a proper warrior.

"Y-You... what are you doing?!"

Only after his Buckle had been taken did he react, but when he tried to snatch it back, Buffa shoved him away, sending him crashing to the ground.

"Get lost!"

Azuma Michinaga glanced at the man on the ground without the slightest concern.

From beginning to end, Azuma Michinaga had never needed teammates, much less considered the other Riders his companions.

He had only ever had one companion, and that person was already dead.

It was all because of the Desire Grand Prix, because of Kamen Riders!

The reason he had entered the Desire Grand Prix was to destroy every Rider!

After obtaining the Buckle, Azuma Michinaga immediately loaded it into the other side of the Desire Driver at his waist.

[Armed Drill!]

The next instant, Kamen Rider Buffa's right arm transformed into a drill, while the power of the Zombie Buckle shifted to his lower body and feet.

At that moment, he charged Sam again.

Using BerserClaw on his feet, he stamped claw-shaped venom into the ground, solidified and stacked it into an extending mass, propelling himself toward Sam as he launched a direct drill attack.

Facing Buffa's charge, Sam merely threw a punch, striking the drill head-on and instead making Buffa feel a suffocating pressure in his chest.

He hurriedly flipped through the air and operated the Desire Driver at his waist.

[REVOLVE ON]

Accompanied by the transformation sound effect, he directly swapped the Drill Buckle on his upper body with the Zombie Buckle on his lower body. The Zombie Breaker and drill appeared in his hands simultaneously as he charged in again without regard for his life.

Sam raised her hands to block, grabbing the chainsaw with one hand and bracing the drill with the other.

She allowed the chainsaw and drill to continuously tear at her. Though both threw off sparks and crackling lightning, Sam's hands were actually completely unharmed.

"I told you, you're too weak."

"It can't give you any chance of winning."

"It's time to end this!"

Despite Azuma Michinaga's repeated attacks, Sam remained calm, as if she had never taken him seriously from the beginning.

Like a human facing an ant's provocation!

Still, when an ant became too much of a nuisance, one would not mind stepping on it.

As she spoke, Sam stopped wasting time and unleashed a devastating punch at Buffa, striking him directly in the chest.

Bang!!

A heavy, explosive impact echoed out as a sonic-boom-like shockwave swept from behind Buffa.

"Aaaah!!"

At last, Azuma Michinaga could no longer endure it. His pained cry burst out uncontrollably.

That single blow directly crippled him.

Buffa was blasted heavily onto the ground over a hundred meters away, rolling who knew how many times.

Then purple light flashed. Unable to maintain his transformation, his Kamen Rider form was released, and he immediately lost consciousness.

"AAAAH!"

"Even Buffa was..."

"This Stellaron Hunter is so strong. He defeated Buffa without breaking a sweat."

Seeing Buffa's fate, everyone was truly shocked by the scene. After their experiences in the previous games, they knew very well just how strong Azuma Michinaga, Kamen Rider Buffa, was.

He and Ukiyo Ace were veterans of the Desire Grand Prix, and could be considered two of the strongest people here.

Yet even with both the Zombie Buckle and another Buckle equipped, he had been taken down so easily.

At this moment, quite a few people had already begun thinking of retreating. Facing someone this absurd, they had no confidence at all, let alone any will to fight.

Even Sakurai Keiwa, who had originally felt favorably toward Sam, was terrified and did not dare meet her gaze. Perhaps Kurama Neon was doing a little better, but even she began to hesitate.

She did not know much about him. Perhaps he was not quite the same as she had imagined.

"Stellaron Hunter Sam, who exactly are you?"

Amid the silence, Ukiyo Ace stepped forward and questioned Sam before him.

"You are not a participant in the Desire Grand Prix. Why have you appeared time and again? What exactly is your objective?"

Although this Stellaron Hunter had cost him his status as the God of Desire last time, Ukiyo Ace did not show the slightest trace of hatred.

He was merely deeply puzzled by Sam's purpose and spoke up to ask!

Since this Stellaron Hunter was not a Rider of the Desire Grand Prix, there was naturally no competitive relationship between them. He was not here for the final chance to make a wish.

But why had he repeatedly appeared at the Desire Grand Prix?

What exactly was his goal?

And who exactly was he?

Did he truly have nothing to do with the Desire Grand Prix's organizers?

There was not even a Rider belt on him. Was he really a Rider? Or were there other, different Kamen Riders outside of the Desire Grand Prix?

Ace wanted to figure all of this out. Perhaps it might even be connected to clues about his mother.

"My objective is none of your concern."

Chapter 26: Command Twin Buckle

After saying that, Sam glanced at Kurama Neon beside him, then withdrew her gaze without lingering on her for long.

She then continued her point-grinding operation.

There was no rush to earn achievements by dealing with these Riders. Aside from a few people who had already disgusted her while she watched the show, Firefly felt a little embarrassed about taking the initiative to deal with the other uninvolved people... as long as they did not provoke her.

Thus, she chose to deal with the Jamato first while also saving the survivors. That would count as hindering the missions of the participating Riders this time.

Then they would see whether the Riders would be the first to lose their patience and come after her, or whether the management watching this Rider reality show would make a move first.

In the early stages, the biggest boss... Suel, the original founder of the Desire Grand Prix, probably would not be in a hurry to show himself.

So there was no need to pay him too much attention.

Even if he really appeared, Firefly would not care too much. It was not as though she had no chance.

"Damn it!"

"What does this guy think the Desire Grand Prix is?!"

"We absolutely cannot let him interfere with the Desire Grand Prix."

Within a data-dimensional space, Game Master Girori stared at the images on the screen before him with an ugly expression.

Although he had initially thought the appearance of this Stellaron Hunter would be good for attracting viewers to the program, his current actions were beyond what Girori could tolerate.

They were seriously disrupting the reality show.

If Stellaron Hunter Sam continued like this, could the game even go on?

If the audience became dissatisfied, it would be his responsibility.

At that thought, Girori could not help taking out his administrator transformation device—the Vision Driver, one of the two core Drivers that controlled the Desire Grand Prix.

However, just as he could not resist stepping in personally, his movements suddenly paused as he watched the image on the screen.

If he could avoid personally entering the field, then as the Game Master, it was best not to do so.

Even if he were to do it, he would have to report it to his superiors first.

But that shampoo-haired guy only cared about his "reality" all day and rarely handled affairs. The one chiefly responsible for managing the Desire Grand Prix was still Girori.

Even that Producer did not keep watch over these matters at all times. As long as he was a little careful when stepping in, it would be fine.

"...I'll watch for now!"