Speedrunning the World Starting with Firefly, Part 6

A mechanical male voice came from Sam, answering the two of them as Sam descended from the air and landed beside them.

Although she intended to destroy Jyamato Fortress, Sam was in no hurry. It was merely something she could do along the way.

"Stellaron Hunters?"

"Sam...?"

Hearing Sam's answer, Kurama Neon and Sakurai Keiwa both looked utterly bewildered, completely unable to understand.

Stellaron Hunters probably meant hunters who hunted Stellarons, right?

But what were Stellarons?

As for Sam, that should be this person's name, shouldn't it?

But there was no time to ask in detail, and Sam had no intention of explaining.

"You shouldn't be here."

"Leave now."

"Find somewhere safe. This is not something you can interfere with yet."

"As for the rest, someone will tell you later."

Sam glanced at the two of them. Sakurai Keiwa was still that big boy with clear yet foolish eyes, dreaming of world peace.

Kurama Neon, meanwhile, was still the young lady who only wanted to find true love and escape her family's control.

"Huh?"

Hearing Sam's words, Sakurai Keiwa looked even more confused. Someone would tell them the rest later?

What the hell was going on?!

He wanted to say more, but Sam had already walked toward the approaching Jyamato.

This forced Sakurai Keiwa to suppress the questions in his heart. Now really was not the time to talk about such things.

Kurama Neon, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed at Sam's retreating figure as she strode toward the Jyamato. That dependable sense of security grew even stronger.

It was as though she were a princess under threat, and a knight protecting her had stepped in front of her without hesitation.

"I think... I've found true love."

Kurama Neon possessed both wealth and beauty, yet she wanted to cast those things aside and become an ordinary person. At the same time, she dreamed of finding her true love—her destined one.

Even one of the main reasons she livestreamed was so that her future destined one could get to know her better through those broadcasts.

The reason for this was because she was afraid. She lacked courage and longed to be protected, to be saved. And the source of it all was her family's love for her, which could almost be called twisted.

Thus, her wish was to meet her destined one. And this so-called destined one was, roughly speaking, a prince or knight who could make her feel completely safe and take her away.

That destined one had only ever been a hope, but now... Kurama Neon suddenly felt that she might have found him.

A knight who had saved her from certain death, given her an incomparable sense of security, and faced those monsters without hesitation.

Wasn't that exactly the true love she had always been searching for? The destined one she had been looking for?

"Huh?!"

Hearing Kurama Neon's words, Sakurai Keiwa beside her was completely baffled.

The Final God of Desire Can Only Be Me

Sam walked step by step toward the approaching Jyamato. Although there were many Jyamato here, they were all nothing more than minor fodder.

They were merely points for her to farm.

There were hardly any high-ranking Jyamato among them. They were all soldier-class Jyamato cannon fodder.

Ordinary people who were strong or agile enough could deal with some of them if they had weapons.

"Cleanup begins!"

Sam suddenly accelerated, charging before the Jyamato like a phantom.

She seized the weapon of a spear-wielding Jyamato, then threw a gravity-powered punch. The immense force destroyed the surrounding Jyamato along with it.

So far, Sam had not used her true power.

If she did, everyone here would die in a single strike.

However, aside from the Jyamato and Kamen Riders, there were other survivors here. Though those people would most likely be revived even if they died, the girl could not bring herself to destroy them without restraint.

Besides, she had her eye on Jyamato Fortress. If she destroyed Jyamato Fortress, the stage-clearing boss, and prevented those Kamen Riders from becoming Gods of Desire, there was no telling whether the Desire Grand Prix organizers would revive the dead.

After all, the people behind the Desire Grand Prix were not so kind when it came to making death feel more real. Quite a few people were often not revived.

As Sam rapidly farmed Jyamato, Kurama Neon watched from behind with a face full of admiration.

This knight who had protected her was just too cool!

That sense of security had definitely not been wrong.

Sakurai Keiwa, meanwhile, quickly came to his senses and called out to wake her.

"Miss Neon, let's leave first and find somewhere safe. Don't hold Sam back."

They couldn't do anything here, much less help. The only thing they could do was avoid becoming a burden to others.

Although Sakurai Keiwa desperately wanted to know what had happened to this world, it was clearly not the time. He was a good-natured person, but he wasn't an idiot.

"Got it."

Though Kurama Neon was somewhat reluctant, she still left with Sakurai Keiwa.

Once this was over, she would go look for that Rider!

If it was him, he could definitely take her far away and help her escape that family that had caused her so much pain.

Besides, aliens had already invaded and the world was ending. Maybe many things no longer mattered that much. At least, that was how she saw it right now.

"So weak!"

Sam grabbed a Jyamato by the arm and squeezed casually... its arm snapped clean off.

"Too weak."

After tossing aside the Jyamato in her hand and casually kicking away the other Jyamato nearby, the girl inside could not help but sigh.

These Jyamato really were far too weak. They couldn't make her use her true strength at all.

Before Sam's immense power, they were like figures made of paper, shattering at the slightest touch. Even without transforming into Sam, she could have wiped out all the Jyamato.

Well, this was only the early stage of the Desire Grand Prix.

Not only were the Jyamato weak, but those Desire-series Kamen Riders were weak too.

So far, they were all only using half-body forms, nowhere near their true power. Take Kamen Rider Buffa, for example—he had made it all the way to the end with nothing more than a Zombie Buckle.

Naturally, the Jyamato serving as their opponents were pitifully weak.

Only the final boss after clearing the stage was dangerous to a certain extent.

But in truth, the Jyamato Fortress only had enough power to destroy a city. As for world destruction, that was because of the Desire Grand Prix's rules.

Still, the final forms later on were all very powerful.

Whether it was Kamen Rider Tycoon's Bujin Sword or Ukiyo Ace's Kamen Rider Geats IX.

After easily dealing with the Jyamato before her, Sam turned to look at the Jyamato Fortress still wantonly destroying everything in the sky. At that moment, a figure appeared some distance away.

It was Kamen Rider Buffa.

"What is going on with this guy? Where did he come from?"

"Could he be a newly added Kamen Rider? Doesn't seem like it."

Kamen Rider Buffa—Azuma Michinaga—stared intently at the armored Sam, who had just finished clearing out the Jyamato, unable to understand what was happening.

He had clearly completed the mission to rescue the city's survivors before that Geats guy, and his score had already completely surpassed Ace's.

Victory was practically in his grasp, and he did not like this sudden change at all.

Thinking of something, Azuma Michinaga hurriedly pulled out the Desire Grand Prix's dedicated phone and checked the remaining list of Kamen Riders displayed on it.

There wasn't anyone extra. It truly was just him and that Geats guy left.

What the hell was going on? What trick was the Grand Prix's organizers pulling now? They were actually messing around at the final moment.

As far as Azuma Michinaga was concerned, this armored warrior who had suddenly appeared was definitely connected to the Grand Prix. They simply didn't want him to win, so they had deliberately increased the difficulty.

"Interesting."

"I really can't figure out what's going on either! A guy like this shows up at the very end, right, Buffa?"

Just then, an incredibly irritating voice rang out nearby. Already annoyed, Azuma Michinaga immediately turned to glare in that direction.

Sure enough, it was that Geats guy!

A handsome man leaned against a motorcycle, his body slightly bent, wearing an expression brimming with confidence and fox-like cunning as he looked at him.

"Geats!!"

Staring fixedly at the man before him, Azuma Michinaga let out a bull-like roar.

Nothing else mattered. In his eyes, this fox was his greatest rival. His dream was to make every Kamen Rider disappear from existence.

Especially this fox standing before him.

"You only show up now? Aren't you a little too confident?"

"My score is already far beyond yours. The final winner of the Desire Grand Prix will be me."

Though he hated Ukiyo Ace's arrogant attitude, they had all worked desperately for points. Only this fox acted as though victory was already assured, calmly appearing only at the very end.

His score had barely increased at all.

Azuma Michinaga glanced at his own score. He had completely surpassed Geats now, so the winner could only be him.