A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [4]
Added 2025-09-16 22:14:43 +0000 UTC5:33 PM. Hugging his small school bag tightly, Aki Tomoya excitedly headed home.
The club he'd spent an entire year applying for had somehow suddenly gotten approved today!
Now, at last, his dream could truly begin!
“Alright! Tomorrow, I'll start recruiting members!”
Actually, Aki Tomoya had always dreamed of making games. It was just something he’d never openly expressed before.
Now, this humble little club would become the first step toward creating the world's greatest galgame!
Then, step by step, he’d rise to become a top-tier creator!
“Tomoya-kun~”
Just as Tomoya was losing himself in these beautiful fantasies, a sweet—almost sickeningly sweet—voice sounded behind him.
Turning around, he saw a pure, adorable girl with straight black hair running towards him, quickly reaching his side.
“A-A-A-Amano Yuuma-san!”
Tomoya stammered, only now remembering this particular issue.
This girl named Amano Yuuma had indeed said she would come looking for him after school today.
Aaaahh! My brain’s shaking!
“Tomoya-kun~”
Seeing Tomoya standing there in a daze, Amano Yuuma softly called out again in her tender, syrupy voice.
“I'm here!”
Subconsciously, Tomoya responded loudly.
What he failed to notice, however, was the disdain briefly flickering in the eyes of the girl called Amano Yuuma.
“Tomoya-kun, did you find the love token I gave you yesterday?”
Holding back a surge of disgust, Amano Yuuma maintained a sweet smile as she asked.
Tch, what a hassle.
Watching Tomoya fluster helplessly, Amano Yuuma felt a wave of irritation rise in her heart.
If it weren't for that item, she wouldn’t even bother wasting her time with this idiot.
Originally, she had intended to simply snatch the object away from this fool earlier that morning, but for various reasons, she'd decided to abandon the idea.
“I-I really didn’t find it... Honestly, I don’t even know what this ‘love token’ is supposed to be.”
Facing Yuuma’s expectant expression, Tomoya felt like his whole body had gone numb.
What the heck is going on here?
Moreover, for some unknown reason, Tomoya suddenly felt a strong impulse to escape.
As if this girl in front of him was extremely dangerous.
Impossible.
Chuckling inwardly at his paranoia, Tomoya shook the thought out of his head.
Though Amano Yuuma was a bit strange, she was still just a girl, right?
Besides, upon closer inspection, Yuuma’s appearance—pure yet tinged with maturity—perfectly matched his ideal heroine.
“Hey, Yuuma—”
After hesitating for two seconds, Tomoya tentatively called out her first name.
Since he was planning on making her the heroine, it was necessary to start closing the gap between them.
Calling her by name seemed like a good start.
“Are you sure you haven't found it? Think carefully again.”
Without hesitation, Amano Yuuma cut Tomoya off, eyes fixed intensely upon him.
“Um, I...”
Cold sweat began trickling down Tomoya’s forehead.
This time, he was absolutely sure—Amano Yuuma was dangerous.
Dangerous enough to threaten his life.
Wait.
Why the heck was he even thinking like this?
Before Tomoya could sort out these confusing thoughts, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out nearby.
“Of course he didn’t.”
Makoto Rōma, who had appeared out of nowhere, casually played with a bracelet as he spoke.
“It's with me.”
“Rōma-san?”
“You!”
Tomoya and Amano Yuuma exclaimed simultaneously—one in surprise, the other in rage mixed with a hint of fear.
At this point, Amano Yuuma no longer bothered hiding her expression.
Hatred was openly written all over her face.
It was this bastard!
Grinding her teeth fiercely, Amano Yuuma felt her wounds—which had not yet fully healed—ache faintly again.
“What... What's going on here?”
Tomoya’s head was now completely scrambled.
These two seemed to know each other?
But their relationship clearly looked terrible?
And why was this whole scenario giving him a strong sense of déjà vu?
“Give me that bracelet! Or else I’ll kill this idiot!”
A slender, delicate hand abruptly rested on Tomoya’s neck from behind—a scene that should've been romantic.
But the force exerted by this hand left Tomoya barely able to breathe.
“Yuu… ma…”
Struggling to turn his head around, Tomoya was met with a stranger.
If Amano Yuuma had been a pure-hearted young girl, the person now standing behind Tomoya was unquestionably a seductive older woman—a classic "onee-san" type overflowing with charm.
Long hair flowing loosely, dangerously alluring curves.
Her face had shed all innocence, now brimming instead with mature allure.
Though her body bore some injuries, they did nothing to diminish her presence—if anything, the wounds heightened her wild, fierce aura.
And as for her attire…
Tomoya swore, on the bump at the back of his head, that the total fabric covering her entire body was less than the undershirt he was currently wearing.
And this was despite her wearing long gloves covering her arms.
Further details couldn’t possibly be described—any more, and this story wouldn’t exist anymore.
Suddenly, a pair of pitch-black wings unfolded behind her.
A fallen angel?
The thought flashed through Tomoya’s mind.
With a sharp beat of her wings, she lifted off the ground, dragging Tomoya up into the air.
Being held by the neck, he looked particularly ridiculous dangling in mid-air.
“Yeah, no way.”
Stuffing the bracelet casually into his pocket, Rōma replied without a shred of hesitation or guilt.
As though Aki Tomoya’s life wasn’t even worth considering in his eyes.
Well, perhaps it really wasn’t worth all that much, actually.
Still, Rōma naturally had his reasons.
Casually raising his right hand, he waved it lightly.
In the next instant, Amano Yuuma—or rather, the fallen angel Raynare—felt the arm gripping Tomoya explode violently from the elbow downward.
NICE!
From a hidden location, a sniper silently praised himself. As expected of me!
The sniper’s peculiar eyes peered through the scope, intriguing enough to catch anyone’s attention.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
Tomoya’s sharp scream echoed as he plummeted towards the ground.
Thankfully, the fallen angel hadn’t flown very high, and though he crashed painfully, Tomoya managed to survive.
“Damn it!”
Holding her injured arm, Raynare’s face twisted with rage.
It was time to retreat.
If she delayed even a moment longer, escape would become impossible.
“Oh, you're not going anywhere yet.”
With a sudden grip, a hand tightly seized Raynare’s ankle.
Looking downward, Raynare saw Rōma smiling gently up at her.
“Get down here!”
A tremendous force swept over her, and Raynare felt the world spin violently.
When her senses returned, she was already lying flat on the ground.
“That certain princess told me she wants your feathers.”
“If you run away now, it'll be a real pain for me.”
Pulling a belt from behind him, Rōma wrapped it around his waist, hand resting lightly upon the handle at its center.
Too bad I forgot to bring eggs again.
Muttering silently in his mind, Rōma twisted the handle gently.
'[ALPHA!]'
In the next instant, a blistering heat wave erupted around him.
When the scorching air cleared, a crimson-armored warrior stood before them.
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T/N: heres the piccc of KAMEN RIDER AMAZON ALPHA
heres the stats on the wiki
Rider Statistics
Height: 186.5 cm
Weight: 91.4 kg
Ability Parameters (Season 1 → Season 2 → The Last Judgement)
Punching Power: 20.7 t → 23.0 t → 25.5 t
Kicking Power: 25.5 t → 28.7 t → 29.9 t
Maximum Jump Height: 65.0m → 60.0 m → 67.0 m
Maximum Running Speed: 100 m per 2.7 seconds → 3.2 seconds → 2.4 seconds
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