"I killed all the bad guys who broke into our home. It's all right now. You don't have to be afraid."
Tosu Hideo took a few steps forward and held out his hand to the Tosu mother and daughter.
Reika and her mother did not smile with delight and throw themselves into Tosu Hideo's arms. Instead, they trembled even harder.
Tosu Hideo looked down. The hand he had used to rip out Brother Kubo's heart was still covered in blood.
Besides that, the suit beneath his Kamen Rider helmet was riddled with holes. Black tendrils protruded, twisting and writhing, and through the wound in his chest, his heart could still be seen pounding!
This was a monster!
As though waking from a dream, Tosu Hideo stumbled several steps backward, nearly falling to the ground.
What had he just done? He had not only killed several people in front of Reika and her mother, but had finally, with utter cruelty, ripped Brother Kubo's heart out while he was still alive and taken it for himself!
Such demonic behavior was nothing the gentle, kind husband and father they remembered could ever have done.
"Aaaaaah-!"
Beneath his Kamen Rider helmet, tears were already streaming down Tosu Hideo's face.
After his body had turned into this monstrosity, after he had killed so many members of the Matori Group and stained both hands with blood, could he really still dream of returning to those warm, happy days as though nothing had happened?
From the moment the Matori Group's young master died, his family had been destined to fall apart.
The Matori Group!
Why did you have to drive me this far!
Tosu Hideo's eyes brimmed with murderous intent.
"Ugh... it hurts so much... help me..."
A bald Yakuza with a black tattoo on the back