Nyarko was beyond excited.
She had never imagined that Kamen Riders would exist in a place like this.
Without a moment's hesitation, she turned and dashed out.
She had to see it with her own eyes.
If it was real—no matter the cost—she would obtain that transformation belt.
...
When Nyarko arrived at the battle arena, the crowd alone made her eyes sparkle.
"Gilgamesh!!"
"Ozymandias!!"
"Ahhh, that's my waifu!!"
"Wait—there are seven of them?!"
"What the—people from Gensokyo are here too?!"
The moment she took everything in, Nyarko realized—
this place was a paradise for otaku.
Seeing all those familiar figures, she was practically vibrating with excitement.
But she didn't rush over to greet anyone.
Instead, her gaze immediately locked onto the battlefield.
At that moment, two figures stood facing each other.
One was a deadpan, middle-parted man barely 160 cm tall.
The other—a young boy.
The instant Nyarko saw them, her eyes lit up.
"Captain Levi!!"
"And… Eren?!"
She was thrilled—
but also confused.
These two are Kamen Riders?
Just as that thought crossed her mind, the two on the field seemed to receive some kind of signal.
They both raised their hands, striking exaggerated poses.
Then, in unison, they shouted—
"Henshin!!"
In the next instant—
something happened that sent Nyarko into absolute ecstasy.
"Hey, Kamen Rider!" ×2
"Excellent!!" ×2
"OOOOOOHHHHH!!!"
"KAMEN RIDER!!!"
"SAIKOU!!!"
Nyarko was practically losing her mind.
At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to rush up and snatch their transformation devices.
The effects, the sound design—it was all perfectly authentic!!
Sure, the armor designs were different, but—
it was incredible!!!
...
Watching from the shadows, Izumi smiled.
Standing beside him, Aiba Asagi couldn't help but twitch.
"I seriously don't get it…"
"Why go through all this trouble?"
"You staged this whole thing just for her?"
She was utterly speechless at Izumi's antics.
Custom belts, hired actors—
all just for this performance?
Izumi chuckled.
"Of course it's for this."
"Didn't you see how excited she is? She's about to pass out."
"For a Kamen Rider fanatic…"
"Nothing beats seeing a real one appear right in front of them."
"And for the sake of that dream…"
"She'd probably hand over her entire collection."
A cunning glint flashed in his eyes.
For the treasures Nyarko carried, Izumi had gone to great lengths.
Asagi sighed, completely at a loss for words.
...
The battle between Levi and Eren might have seemed weak to others—
but thanks to the flashy effects, it was still captivating.
Especially the final move—
the Rider Kick.
Nyarko couldn't hold herself back anymore and tried to charge forward.
But she was instantly repelled by the arena's barrier.
That drew the attention of quite a few onlookers.
Among them were several beings of a similar nature—
like Abigail Williams.
Tilting her head slightly, she murmured,
"…A familiar presence."
Not just her—others nearby were also curiously observing Nyarko.
But Nyarko herself noticed none of it.
Her entire focus was on Levi and Eren.
...
At that moment, Izumi made his move.
He stepped out and, right in front of Nyarko, took Levi and Eren away.
Seeing this, Nyarko panicked.
"Hey, hey, wait!!"
"Don't go—wait for me!!"
She immediately gave chase.
...
Meanwhile, Izumi completed his deal with the two.
He told them to return for now.
Later, he would send people to their world to eliminate the Titans—
and then take ownership of it.
As for the belts—
he simply gave them to Levi and Eren.
To Izumi, they were low-tier items.
But to those two, they were priceless treasures.
Overjoyed, they left.
...
By the time Nyarko arrived, she could only watch—
as Levi and Eren disappeared before her eyes.
She dropped to her knees.
"My Kamen Riders…!!"
"My Kamen Riders!!!"
"Waaaaaahhh!!"
She cried like a child who had lost her most beloved toy.
Seeing this, Izumi couldn't help but twitch.
"…Seriously?"
"Is it really that bad?"
Hearing his words, Nyarko shot to her feet.
Then she started pounding his chest with her tiny fists.
"You don't get it!!"
"Those were real Kamen Riders!!"
"That's my dream!!"
After a few hits, she suddenly froze.
"…Wait a second."
"Aren't you hiding something from me?"
"Why were those two with you?"
Her expression shifted instantly—from crying to suspicious.
Even Izumi had to admire the speed of that change.
Shrugging, he replied casually,
"They were helping me test the belts."
As he spoke, he suddenly took out a magenta-colored belt.
The moment Nyarko saw it—
she swallowed hard.
"The magenta devil…"
"Decade?!"
"No way!!"
She immediately reached out, trying to grab it.
But Izumi simply turned aside, dodging her.
Holding the belt up, he smirked.
"This isn't something I can just give away."
Nyarko stared at him with wide, pleading eyes.
In that instant, she understood exactly what he meant.
He wants a trade.
Without hesitation, she reached under her skirt—
and began pulling out item after item, piling them in front of Izumi.
Seeing that, Izumi's eyelids twitched.
Seriously… where do they even store all that stuff?
His expression turned strange.
Noticing his reaction, Nyarko grinned mischievously.
"Hehe~"
"Curious where I keep them?"
"Wanna see?"
She lifted her skirt slightly—
Smack!
Izumi immediately smacked her.
"Cut it out."
"The belt is yours. I'll take all of this."
Without giving her a chance to regret it, Izumi swiftly scooped up everything she had laid out.
A clean, decisive transaction.