Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Kamen Rider Gaim and Koihime Musou. I only own my OCs and the plot of this story.

Chapter 1: First Arrival

Yamato Kusanagi stood in front of the entrance of the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum and checked his wristwatch. He was around 180 cm tall and 18 years old with short jet black hair and slate gray eyes. He was wearing zipped up blue jacket which was white on the collars and sleeves with some blue trims there and an image of a short katana imposed over a circle was stitched on the left chest. The same symbol was also stitched o the back of his jacket and was slightly larger. His legs were covered with comfortable faded blue jeans with silver buckled brown leather belt strapped on his waist while a pair of blue on black tennis shoes was covering his foot. A gray backpack was slung on his back with its strap slung across his chest diagonally, filled with the items he brought with him.

Yamato waited for some more and checked his watch once more clicked his tongue in annoyance. He was reaching his for hand phone and about to make a call when a voice called out to him.

"Yo! Yamato!"

He turned and saw the people he was waiting for. One was a boy of his age, his brown hair was spiked backward and tied into short ponytail near the nape of his neck with a white ribbon. He was wearing red jacket with black highlights which he left unzipped, revealing the black shirt with the image of a shield and four pointed star within the shield in red. He was also wearing black jeans pants with black leather belt on his waist and comfortable red and white casual shoes on his foot. A red backpack was slung over his shoulders by a pair of straps as he waved at Yamato with a grin on his face. Running on his side was a girl also of their age with purple-black hair tied into a neat bun on the back. Her eyes were purple with a pair of half-rimmed oval reading glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. She was wearing white blouse underneath a green cardigan and brown checkered skirt. Her legs were covered by black mid-thighs high brown legging and knee high white boots with green trims. A green and white messenger bag was hung over her left shoulder. She was looking at Yamato with apologetic expression.

"You're late, Shun," deadpanned Yamato.

"Ahahaha, sorry about that," apologized Shun Murayama, though his tone wasn't so apologetic. "I forget to set my alarm clock last night and if it wasn't for Yuki-chan here I don't think I will ever wake up."

Yuki Satonaka sighed as she fixed her glasses and gave Shun a dirty glare. "You're always like this, Shun. Seriously, how hard it is to you to change yourself a little?"

"Aww, don't be so mad, Yuki-chan. I always enjoyed it when you woke me up in the morning like the usual," replied Shun as he pulled Yuki into one-armed hug which the bespectacled girl quickly broke and she glared harder at him, though the slight blush on her cheeks ruined the glare. The brunette laughed at her. "See? You can't be mad at little ol' me for long, can you?"

"Yes, I can you idiot. Now shut up! The faster we done our observation, the faster I can get away from an idiot like you," retorted Yuki hotly.

"But I thought we're going to hang out together after seeing the museum!" Shun whined like a child.

"We will, only if you don't act like someone third of your age," smirked Yamato as he went for the ticket booth followed by Yuki.

"Man, what's with you all today? How come you're so cold to your childhood friend?" said Shun as he cried anime-style waterfall tears.

Yamato, Shun, and Yuki were students of a private high school in Shinjuku and they were visiting the museum today as a part of their assignment to write a report about the Three Kingdoms era in China. As Shun said, the three of them were childhood friends considering their parents were also close friends and also the heir their family's respective martial arts style. The three of them were always been in the same class together ever since their first year on elementary school and now at their high school third year.

After paying for their ticket, they entered the museum and went to the Three Kingdom sections. They immediately took notes of what was showcased there though Shun threw in some comments like, "This pot must be used to store menma!" or "Man, they even have Kamen Riders in that era with those butterfly masks!" much to Yuki's displeasure and finally showed it by whacked his head after making some other inappropriate comments, shutting him up.

Yamato shook his head as a wry amusement as he watched his friends interacted and took another note about Kan'u Unchou's Green Dragon Crescent Blade and the tale behind it. He was going to take notes from another exhibition item when his something caught his attention.

A male teen was standing in front of a glass case which displayed a bronze mirror. He was tall with pale brown hair and purple eyes, very fit physically too if he had to add, but it wasn't his physical feature that caught Yamato's attention. It was the air around him and the way he carried himself. The raven haired boy assessed that the other boy was a martial artist and a very good one. He left no opening on the way he stood and even if he was focused so much on the bronze mirror on the display, there was no doubt he would react fast if any slightest movement was made against him.

And frankly, the amount of attention he put on the bronze mirror was enough to disturb Yamato—he swore the boy was muttering something about the mirror. It was as if he was going to rob it on any moment.

"Yamato? What's wrong?" asked Yuki, noticing her friend's attention was somewhere also.

"It's that guy over there," answered Yamato as he pointed at the teen standing in front of display case.

Shun blinked as his brows furrowed in concentration. "What about him? I know he's a martial artist and a damn good one from his posture, but what is it?"

"I don't know. Something told me he isn't here to just look at the exhibits," said Yamato lowly so the boy over there won't hear him.

Yuki looked at the teen for some moment and her eyes narrowed behind her glasses. She too felt the attention he paid on the bronze mirror was somewhat unnatural. "I get what you mean. Should we keep an eye on him?"

Yamato nodded at her. "Discreetly. We don't want to set him off."

The black haired boy and Yuki turned at Shun who looked indignant at their accusing stare.

"What? Why the heck did both of you look at me like that? I can be discreet if I wanted to!"

Yamato and Yuki looked at each other before sighing at the same time.

"What's with those sighs, you two? I'm right here, you know!" yelled Shun, waving his hands wildly to emphasize his position.

His yell caused other visitors to turn at them including the mysterious teen who gave Yamato and his friends a cold stare before turning back at the bronze mirror.

"We're doomed to fail, aren't we?" asked Yuki resignedly.

Yamato's response was another sigh and looked at Shun who sobered slightly under his cool gaze. "I don't know what he planned to do, but whatever it is that can't be good. You know what to do, right?"

"Yeah, I got you," answered the brunette with more serious tone as he glanced discreetly at their suspect. "So, what now?"

"For now, continue on like normal and keep taking notes while paying him attention once in a while," said Yamato as his friends nodded.

The three of them then continued to take notes on the exhibited items in the museum, such as the infamous Ryofu Housen's Heaven Piercer and Chouhi Yokutoku's Viper Spear while keeping an eye on the mysterious teen. After about two hours, the trio decided to take a break on a small bench provided by the museum and took some drinks from the nearby vending machine all the while keeping an eye on the teen which didn't move from his place.

"Geez, what's with that guy? How long he has been standing there, anyway?" asked Shun exasperatedly.

"He must be waiting for us and the other visitor to leave this section so he can do whatever he planned to with the mirror," said Yuki as she fixed her glasses.

Shun folded his arms in front of his chest and hummed as if he was deep in thought. "So…we should leave and catch him in act?"

"That's right, we only need to look like we're leaving and then ambush him," said Yamato before he took a sip from his canned milk tea. "He maybe looked in no hurry, but I can tell he is getting impatient with the waiting."

"Looks like we have a hothead to deal," replied Shun with a grin before Yuki smacked his head.

"Look who's talking, you idiot and don't underestimate him. We don't know what he is capable of."

Yamato took another sip from his milk tea as he calmly gazed at the mysterious teen which apparently noticed his gaze and smirked challengingly. Yuki and Shun noticed his smirk directed at Yamato and frowned at him.

"Looks like he is aware we are watching him," said Yamato.

"I don't think I like the way he smirks," replied Shun and Yuki nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, the mysterious teen kicked the display case, triggering the alarm in return, and stole the bronze mirror before fleeing quickly. Yamato let out a curse and gave pursuit the fleeing teen with Shun and Yuki in his heels. The security guards tried to stop the thief, but they were proven to be simply no match against him. His hands and legs blurred to motion so fast that Yamato and his friends was caught off guard by his speed. There were dull, meaty thwacks as his limbs hit the guards in their vital places and they crumpled to the ground, unconscious. Yamato and Shun continued to pursue the teen while Yuki checked the guards. The bespectacled girl gasped as she felt weak and fading pulse from a guard and checked another guard who was also in the same condition as his coworker. Cursing, she pursued her friends and the thief.

She stopped in front of a female visitor and told her, "Call ambulance and police! That thief is also an assassin!"

The woman nodded weakly as Yuki left double time before calling the authorities with her cell phone.

Yamato and Shun split to pincer the thief as he moved into an alleyway between the display cases. The thief smirked confidently before he saw Yamato blocked his path. He turned around to see Shun blocked his other path and tried the other way, only for Yuki finally caught up with them. The mysterious looked at his adversaries clicked his teeth in annoyance as it apparently his heist didn't went as smooth as he planned.

"Step aside, this doesn't concern you," he demanded.

"You're right, this doesn't concern us, but it is the right thing to do," replied Yamato as he settled into Kusanagi-ryu unarmed combat stance.

"Besides, don't you know stealing other people stuff is a wrong thing to do?" added Shun as he settled into a fighting stance.

"Yamato, Shun, be careful. He nearly killed the guards earlier with his strikes," cautioned Yuki as she also prepared to fight.

"Tsk, annoying pests," grunted the mysterious teen as he put the bronze mirror to his pocket before he settled into Kenpo stance. "Then I'll just have to force my way through."

The three of them felt his killer intent around him spiked dangerously. Yuki and Shun gulped nervously while Yamato frowned.

'This guy…he is a trained fighter and killer. Better be careful here,' thought the black haired teen before he moved into action.

He charged at the thief with a punch meant as a probe on his defense, but he blocked with his forearm and lashed out with a knife-hand thrust which Yamato dodged and retaliated with a snap kick. The thief jumped backward to dodge his kick. Yamato's action snapped Shun and Yuki from their stupor and the brunette charged forward with a roundhouse kick which the mysterious teen dodged by bending his back slightly, only for Yuki coming at him with a low punch. The mysterious teen blocked her attack and pushed her away, retaliating with a fierce round house kick which Yuki dodged and destroyed another display case. Yamato then lashed out with another punch with more power behind it which the teen deflected with his palm, but the heir to Kusanagi-ryu dojo followed quickly with a kick. The teen blocked with his forearm and grunted as he felt the force behind the kick. While he blocked Yamato's attack, Yuki took the chance and lashed out a straight kick which finally managed to nail him in the face.

As the teen reeled back from the attack, Shun pushed forward with a barrage of punches and kicks which the teen weaved around and retaliated with a kick. Shun blocked the kick by crossing his arms and yelped as he was pushed backward and felt his arm numbed a little because of the attack.

"Shun! Are you alright?" asked Yuki in concern as she approached him.

"Urgh, this guy hits harder than my pops!" answered Shun as he shook his hands to lessen the numb and pain. He then glared at the mysterious teen. "Just what the hell is he!?"

Yamato kept his stance as he calmly addressed the thief. "It's obvious you're not an ordinary thief. Who are you? What do you want with the mirror?"

"I told you before," the thief spat out as he took another fighting stance and the already dangerous killer intent around him skyrocketed. "This doesn't concern you. Leave now before I have to hurt you."

Shun and Yuki sweated as they felt the rising killer intent. If Yamato was affected by such thing, his only indication was narrowing his eyes at the mysterious teen.

"That's almost too late for that, isn't it?" retorted Yamato as the air around him shifted. It was as if an incredibly sharp sword was unsheathed from its scabbard and was ready to cut anything in front of it. "You're a dangerous person and I can't let you walk away just like that."

Yamato's two friends noticed this and slid into their respective fighting stances, ready to support him at moment's notice.

The mysterious teen let out frustrated grunt. "Tsk, why do you insisting getting in my way!?"

"I told you before, it is the right thing to do regardless concerning us or not," replied Yamato before he surged forward.

His punch was blocked by the other teen's punch and his follow up attacks were either blocked or weaved around. He disengaged from the teen and allowed Shun to attack their adversary with a series of jabs and kicks which he weaved around. The teen then countered him with a kick which Shun ducked and Yuki came at him with a low sweeping kick which he dodged with a back flip before trying to kick the bespectacled girl, only for Yamato to swoop in. The raven haired boy lashed out with a kick which connected to teen's before disengaging briefly. He followed up with a punch which the teen blocked. The teen tried to counter him but a swift knee to his stomach disoriented him and Shun followed up with a roundhouse kick that nailed his face again.

Thanks to his hit however, the mirror flew from the thief's pocket as the thief stumbled from the successive hits.

"Oh no! The mirror!" said Yuki as she raced to catch the artifact.

"Ah, damn! Better catch it before it hit the ground!" said Shun as he followed Yuki's example.

Yamato said nothing, but rushed to catch the mirror to prevent it breaking. The thief seeing his target soaring also tried to catch it with widened eyes.

The four of them rushed to catch the priceless artifact but it soared too far from their location and hit the ground as it shattered to pieces. As they stared at the broken artifact in horror, a pale light shone from its fragment and engulfed them.

"What the—!?" Yamato covered his eyes as the light became too bright for his eyes.

"W-Whoa! Is it supposed to do that!?" commented Shun as he too engulfed in the light.

"I can't see anything! Yamato! Shun! Are you okay!?" Yuki called as she tried to cover her eyes.

As the light got brighter and the trio started to lose their consciousness, the thief's voice resounded in their ears.

"…Now you've done it…It has started again."

"What is starting again!?" demanded Yamato out as the light consumed his consciousness.

"Despite the extra interference, the stage is set…"

"Gah! What the hell you're talking about, you bastard!" shouted Shun, struggling to keep himself awake.

"No one can stop it now! The wheel has set into motion and it won't stop until the curtain closes!"

"W-What's going on now!?" asked Yuki almost desperately.

"Now witness the truth of this world! That would be your punishment…for your thoughtless interference!"

Whiteness washed out the trio as they lost their consciousness

The first thing Yamato saw as he regained his consciousness was a vast blue sky with slight clouds and he felt a pounding headache. He sat up as he tried to regain his bearing after he blacked out with a hand on his head to lessen his headache and saw a mountain range in the distance.

"Where am I?" asked Yamato with a confused frown before he looked around and found that he was separated from Shun and Yuki. "Shun! Yuki! Where are you?" he called out loudly, hoping that his friends would hear him.

He then recalled the fight with the thief with his friends and how the mirror broke after Shun kicked the thief. He remembered the light from the broken mirror engulfed him, his friends, and the thief. Apparently, that light sent him to this place—wherever it was—and separated him from his friends.

"Looks like we're separated when we come to this place thanks to that light. I hope they were alright," said Yamato with a sigh knowing how Shun and Yuki were.

He then remembered the items he carried with him. He removed his backpack and unzipped it to take out its contents, checking whether they were damaged or not from this unexpected trip. The first item he pulled out was a buckle with a hollowed center where something can be attached to, a white-trimmed yellow and black knife-like switch on the right side positioned so it can cut open whatever that attached to the center, and a...blank plate on the left? Funny, Yamato remembered his DX Sengoku Driver has the Gaim's face on the Rider Indicator.

As they planned yesterday, Yamato, Shun and Yuki would hang out together after taking their notes for their assignment to show off their collection of Kamen Rider Gaim merchandise and to discuss the upcoming episode of the said show. Yamato might be one hell of a warrior trained since he was young and the heir to Kusanagi-ryu Kendo Dojo, but he was still a boy at heart and a long time fan of Kamen Rider Series. Gaim as the latest series had took his interest greatly with its Samurai and Sengoku Jidai theme. So, he saved his pocket money and the prize money he won from Kendo Tournaments to buy the merchandises from the series, including the Sengoku Driver toy and the various Lockseeds, something he never done before because he was pretty much happy with his DVD and action figure collections.

But with what happened now, he could say that plan was pretty much busted.

Yamato then examined the Sengoku Driver carefully and noted other discrepancies from what it should've been. The switch to turn the Driver on wasn't there and the battery lid, the screws which hold the toy together and the speaker on the back also weren't on their place, only a smooth, blank surface in their place. The Driver also felt like metal instead of hard plastic it should have been.

"What happened to my Sengoku Driver?" he asked as he rummaged his bag and found the belt which came with the Driver wasn't there.

He decided to take out another toy he brought with him for the planned hangout. It shaped like a padlock with the image of an orange on lock's body and letters 'LS-07' was printed on the orange in black. This was the Orange Lockseed and like the Sengoku Driver, it also sported some discrepancies such as its metallic texture and the orange lid couldn't be opened so easily like it should have been. He took out other Lockseeds, one with pineapple image printed with 'LS-05', and one with strawberry image printed with 'LS-06', the Pine and Ichigo Lockseeds. They also shared the same discrepancies as the Orange Lockseed.

"What happened to the Lockseeds?" asked Yamato incredulously before he returned the Pine and Ichigo Lockseed into his backpack before he fiddled with his changed Sengoku Driver and Orange Lockseed.

It seemed that light not only transported him to nowhere and separated him from his friends, but also changed his belongings.

"Just what happened back there at the museum? And that guy's words…"

His mind replayed what the mysterious teen had said before he lost his consciousness.

"…Now you've done it…It has started again.
Despite the extra interference, the stage is set…
No one can stop it now! The wheel has set into motion and it won't stop until the curtain closes!
Now witness the truth of this world! That would be your punishment…for your thoughtless interference!"

"Just what does he mean by that?" Yamato asked to no one in particular.

He was broken from his musings when he heard a snide voice called out to him.

"Well, well, look what we got here boys."

Yamato turned and saw three people were standing there, all with smirks plastered on their face. They all wore sleeveless blue shirt and khaki pants with brown body armor, yellow scarf, and yellow turban on their head. They all have different physical features, one was short and bald with weasel-like smile, one was tall with messy brown hair and light mustache, and the other one was twice as large as Yamato was with black hair. They all wielded swords in their hand as they tried to appear intimidating, but Yamato can tell that the swords were poor in quality.

His knowledge of the Romance of Three Kingdoms suddenly kicked in as he saw them.

"Yellow Turban bandits?" he asked in alarm. This was getting ridiculous. First he transported to nowhere, his Gaim collection was changed, and now Yellow Turban bandits look alike? What next, he time traveled to the Three Kingdom Era?

"Heh, looks like our reputation preceded us, boss!" said the short bandit with a smirk.

"That's true," said the tall bandit, also smirking before he pointed his sword threateningly at Yamato. "If you value your life kid, then surrender all of your belongings to us including the clothes you wear."

"And if I refuse?" asked Yamato back as the air around him shifted, similar to what happened when he fought that thief in the museum.

The bandits, either they can't feel his KI, too stupid, or blinded by their greed, didn't feel threatened by him and in fact they found him amusing.

"Hahahaha! As if you can fight us, kid! You're alone and there're three of us! What can you do?" laughed the bandit boss mockingly as his minions joined in their laughter.

"Outnumbered doesn't have to mean outmatched," retorted Yamato as he instinctively pressed the Sengoku Driver on his left hand to his waist.

The black haired teen has the right to be surprised when a yellow belt formed around his waist and strapped the Driver. The blank plate on the left side of the buckle now showed the image of a blue, armored helmet with golden head crest, rainbow-hued visor, and silver-fanged mouth plate. He looked at the Driver on his waist before looking at the Orange Lockseed on his right hand as everything made sense to him, no matter how improbable it was. With the change on his Gaim gears explained, Yamato didn't resist the urge to smirk gleefully at the bandits and the fan boy inside him cheered wildly.

Now apparently the bandits noticed the shift around him and started sweating nervously.

"H-Hey! W-What are you smirking at!?" demanded the boss bandit as he tried to look threatening, but failing spectacularly with his stuttering.

"Oh, nothing," said Yamato, still smirking as he raised the Orange Lockseed on his right hand parallel to his face before pushing the button which unlocked the Lockseed and the edges of the orange glowing. "I just find about the whole situation funny. Now curse your own misfortune for running into me."

"ORANGE!"

Yamato wasn't disappointed as he heard the portal to Helheim Forest opened like a zipper and a giant, metallic orange descended from the misty forest beyond the portal, much the bandit's shock—as well as the hidden spectators. He then placed the Lockseed into the Driver Bay and secured it to the Lock-On Arm as he locked the Lockseed.

"LOCK ON!"

A techno war horn music sounded from the Driver. Yamato then reached for the Cutting Blade switch and pressed it so the blade cut open the orange on the Lockseed with a burst of rainbow, revealing its core which looked like an orange slice and the back cover showed the picture of a curved sword.

"SOIYA!"

The orange then landed on Yamato's shoulder and covered his head. A reinforced, blue body suit then formed around his body with golden arm braces and golden greaves. A katana with handgun-like hilt also appeared on his left waist. Inside the mechanical orange, a blue helmet formed around his head with golden head crest with uneven length which vaguely shaped into a katana with a red-diamond shaped gem, a half-circle visor with white trim, silver-fanged mouth plate, and studded orange plating on the back with green stem on the top and yellow samurai-esque head decoration on the side. The orange then peeled and folded into an armor which covered Yamato's body. The front part folded into studded orange chest plate with black highlights on the top while the sides formed similarly studded shoulder guard. The top of the orange folded and slid into his back which grayed out. A splash effect followed by the visor lighting up—now resembling an orange slice—and an orange slice-bladed sword—the Daidaimaru—appeared on his right hand completed his transformation.

"ORANGE ARMS! HANAMICHI ON STAGE!"

Yamato gave a few practice swings with his Daidaimaru as the bandits gawked upon his transformation. The hidden audience also gasped in surprise, causing Yamato to glance slightly at their hiding place before focusing fully at the bandits before pointing Daidaimaru on them.

"Well then, shall we dance?" asked Yamato.

"W-What kind of magic is this!?" asked the boss bandit.

"B-Boss! If we can take that belt from him, then we can live rich like a king!" said the short bandit.

The fear on the boss bandit's eyes was replaced with greed when he heard his subordinate's words.

"Hehehe…you're right. Alright boys, let's get him!" he ordered to his men and they charged at Yamato with a battle cry.

"Hmph, fools!"

The armored warrior then quickly intercepted the bandits and with a swung of his Daidaimaru, he broke the fat bandit's sword before slamming the blunt side of his blade to his neck, knocking him out of battle. The short bandit tried to attack him next, but Yamato dodged his sloppy attacks before unsheathing Musou Saber with his left hand and swung it in reverse grip position, hitting the short bandit on the chin with the blunt side with an arched swing and sent him flying backward. Before he even hit the ground, he was unconscious thanks to the power behind his swing. Yamato twirled the Musou Saber in his left hand as he calmly gazed at the boss bandit who shook in fear when he saw how easily his men were defeated by the armored warrior. Yamato suddenly dashed toward the shell shocked bandit and before he could response, the armored teen already trapped his neck between his Daidaimaru and Musou Saber. His fear increased as he looked right into the masked visage of his former victim to be.

"Take your men and leave my sight before I decided to separate your head from your body," threatened Yamato.

The bandit nodded quickly and hauled his men and ran as fast as he could before Yamato could exact his threat, leaving trails of dust cloud before him.

Yamato stared at the fleeing bandits before turned to the hidden spectators.

"I know you're there. Come out now before I make you!" he called out as he pulled the Pallet Slide on his Musou Saber, activating its shooting mode and aimed the muzzle at the bushes.

The bushes rustled as three girls came out behind them.

The first girl has long black hair and bright amber eyes. Her hair was tied into ponytail on the left side of her head with a golden bangle and a pink ribbon while her bangs spilled over the right side of her face with her forelocks framed her face. She was wearing sleeveless, pinstriped white shirt with green collars and purple-and-white necktie, and black skirt. To compliment her appearance, she was also wearing yellow-trimmed green corset which split into long tails on the end, white and green detached sleeves with yellow trims, brown legging that reached into her mid-thighs, and sturdy brown loafers. She was holding a pole-arm weapon, a Guan Dao, topped with a green dragon head which had a curved blade coming out from the mouth. Just below the dragon head, a pink cloth was wrapped around the shaft. Yamato noted the resemblance of her halberd to the famous Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

The second girl has long pink hair and blue eyes. Portions of her hair was pulled into twin tails and decorated with two white feathers on each side of her head while the rest cascaded on her back with her forelocks and bangs framed her face. She was also wearing clothes closely resembling the first girl, which consisted of sleeveless, pinstriped white shirt with yellow trimmed green collar and a pink ribbon, and a magenta skirt with white accents on the end. Her appearance was further complimented with a green corset with yellow trims on her abdomen with smaller and shorter tails on the end, white detached sleeves with yellow trims, and her feet was covered by white knee-high boots with pink leggings that went past a bit from her boots. On the side her hips, rested a regal-looking sword sheathed into a white and gold scabbard. Compared to her companions, she looked more innocent and naïve.

The third girl looked the youngest of them with short red hair and blue eyes. Her hair was decorated with a cartoonish tiger hairclip. She was wearing navy half shirt which revealed her midriff underneath yellow half jacket with yin-yang symbol on her left shoulder and navy shorts with brown belt that has silver buckle with the image of yin-yang symbol which was further complimented with long, red scarf. Her hands were covered with navy fingerless gloves with red bangles while the right gloves reached below her elbow and she didn't wear any shoes, opting to wear navy socks with open toes and heels. Her spear was easily twice of her size with blue ragged-ended cloth wrapped underneath its zigzagged blade yet she carried without much of a problem to Yamato's slight surprise.

"Who are you? What do you want?" demanded Yamato.

"We didn't mean any harm, so please lower your weapon," pleaded the first girl.

The armored teen stared at her for a while before lowering his Musou Saber, but his stance was as guarded as always.

"I'll repeat my demand once more, state your name and your business here."

"My family name is Kan and my first name is U. My common name is Unchou. I apologize for my perceived rudeness," the black haired girl introduced herself while bowing her head.

"Ano…My family name is Ryuu and my first name is Bi, followed by Gentoku. I'm sorry for peeking!" the pink haired girl said nervously as she bowed at him.

"Rinrin's name is Chouhi! Followed by Yokutoku! Sorry for hiding like that, Onii-chan," said the last girl with nervous laugh, though one could swear that tiger hairpin also looked nervous.

Yamato felt a headache incoming after hearing the girls' name. He recognized their name from the Romance of Three Kingdoms, Emperor Ryuubi Gentoku of Shoku, and two of the Tiger Generals that served under him, Kan'u Unchou and Chouhi Yokutoku. But they were supposed to be men, not beautiful girls like them!

"…Are you three really are Kan'u Unchou, Ryuubi Gentoku, and Chouhi Yokutoku?" asked Yamato, this time his tone was a little weary.

Kan'u blinked in surprise and confusion at his question. "Yes, we are. May I ask how did you know of us?"

"One moment please," Yamato then closed the Orange Lockseed and unlocking it before he removed the Lockseed from his Sengoku Driver, causing his armor and weapons disappeared in orange sparkles, much to the girls' surprise. He then massaged his temple to lessen his headache after he locked the Lockseed and removed the Sengoku Driver as the whole situation was so improbable, yet happened in front of his eyes. He was so sure somewhere in the multiverse, a powerful, dimension hopping vampire was finding his whole situation very funny and at least had some hand in this.

"In my home world, Ryuubi, Kan'u, and Chouhi are famous historical figure from 1.800 years ago in China which was known as the era of Three Kingdoms," said Yamato as he looked at the girls who looked back at him with a degree of curiosity and confusion. "But all the historical records said they were men."

"W-What!? That's impossible!" cried Kan'u indignantly.

"Yeah! All of us are definitely girls, especially with Aisha Aneja's big breasts!" said Chouhi, looking miffed at his words.

"I don't think that's the point, Rinrin-chan," commented Ryuubi with a nervous smile as Kan'u squawked embarrassedly as she tried to cover her chest and her face flushed. She then asked to Yamato, "What do you mean by that, Goshuujin-sama? I can assure you that all of us are women. Perhaps there were some mistakes in Heaven's record."

"Please don't call me Goshuujin-sama. I'm no one's lord. My name is Yamato Kusanagi, with Yamato as my first name and Kusanagi as my family name," said Yamato as he introduced himself and noted Ryuubi's word. "And you think I come from the Heaven?"

"Y-Yes, that's correct," answered Kan'u as she managed to push aside her embarrassment. "Last night in we saw a shooting star which split into three and one of them fell not far from our campsite. We investigated it in the morning and we found you confronting those wretched bandits in that armor."

"You're so cool, Onii-chan! You really looked like the Messenger of Heaven Kanrou-sama told us!" said Chouhi excitedly.

"The Messenger of Heaven? What do you mean by that?" asked the black haired teen.

"Kanrou-sama has foreseen the arrival of the Messengers of Heaven on a well known prophecy," explained Kan'u with a smile. "It said, 'Upon a calm night of turbulent times, the Messengers of Heaven shall descend with a shooting star which split into three. They bear the Fruits of Heaven as their armor and shall unite the land under their banner. The world then will be dyed in their color and peace shall reign over the land like a calm and serene forest'."

Yamato mulled over the recited prophecy and found it was eerily not so dissimilar to what the Narrator said during Gaim's prologue. Perhaps it was coincidence?

"So you're saying…I am one of those Messengers of Heaven?" asked Yamato, somewhat unsurely.

"I think so. I mean, you are in the place where the shooting star supposed to land and you are wearing an orange-themed armor to fight those Yellow Turbans! So you must be one of the Messengers of Heavens!" said Ryuubi excitedly, before she added somewhat nervously. "…aren't you?"

Yamato sighed, finding his situation was getting more complicated then it has been. He then turned to Chouhi and asked to her.

"You said the shooting star split into three and one of them landed here, right? Do you have any idea where the other two landed?"

"Rinrin doesn't know where the other shootings stars landed. I'm sorry, Onii-chan."

"That's alright. If their situation is anything similar to mine, then Shun and Yuki will be alright. They are strong too, after all," replied Yamato with a smile.

Shun and Yuki also brought their own DX Sengoku Driver and Lockseeds for their supposed meeting after the museum visit. If what happened to him also happened to them, then they can transform and fought back against any threat on this world.

"So…does that mean you and your friend are the Messengers of Heaven?" asked Kan'u hopefully. Chouhi and Ryuubi also looked at him hopefully.

Yamato then seemed to think upon his situation carefully. He really hated lying, but he didn't want to disappoint these girls who truly believed to be the person they were looking for.

"You all seemed to be really convinced I am really is this Messenger of Heaven," started Yamato as his gray eyes stared right into Kan'u's amber. "Why is that? For all intent and purpose, the prophecy you heard could have been a hoax and an old person's rambling. Even if that prophecy is true, I could have been just a normal boy who happened to have the same power as those Messengers of Heaven."

"…Are you saying you are not the Messenger of Heaven?" Kan'u looked shocked and disheartened upon his apparent denial.

"To be honest, I don't think I am. Before this happened back in my home world, I'm just a student and the heir to my family swordplay style, the Kusanagi-ryu Kenjutsu. Now I don't just time-traveled to the past, but I also made it into an alternate universe where the characters for the Romance of Three Kingdoms are beautiful girls. And now apparently I was mentioned in a prophecy with quite an expectation to be met, so I apologize if I'm quite skeptical here."

Kan'u and the other girls' disappointment were becoming more prominent as they heard Yamato's explanation, but blushed slightly when they heard his 'beautiful girls' comment. The black haired girl shook her head and tried to look strong, but her sadness was still seen through her fragile façade.

"That's alright. I also apologize for falsely assuming who you are. I admit I don't understand what you mean by time travel or alternate dimension, but I will answer you why I was so convinced that you are the Messenger of Heaven we are looking for," she bowed before she gave a forced smile and her eyes became slightly misty. "Like many people across China, I'm not satisfied with how the current situation is. People are suffering the corrupt government officials and bandit attacks while those in powers are too afraid to do something against them and too busy extolling taxes to make themselves richer. One day, the village where I and Rinrin lived was attacked by bandits and those swine killed our family, our teacher, and many other people. We then left our village to travel the land, looking for a way to change the situation. Then we heard about Kanrou-sama's prophecy about the Messengers of Heaven and thought that was our chance so we traveled together to seek the Messengers and swore our fealty to them."

Yamato listened to her explanation and had to admire her noble goal and sympathized with her lost. Mentally, he chided himself for bringing less than pleasant memories for the beautiful girl. He then turned to Ryuubi who was silent during Kan'u's tale.

"What about you, Ryuubi-san? What's your reason?"

"Eh? Me?" the rose haired girl looked surprised at his question before she answered. "Well, before this I lived with my mother and I sold straw woven mats and sandals for living. I was on the way home from selling the mats and sandals in the capital when the Yellow Turbans ambushed me. They demanded me to hand over my moneys and my belongings so I can be spared, but Aisha and Rinrin saved me from them. I invited them to my home and told my mother what happened. She then revealed that I'm a descendant of the Imperial Bloodline and my sword here," she motioned to the sword on her hips. "…is the proof of my lineage. We then traveled together and looked for the Messengers of Heaven Kanrou-sama had foretold so we can change the country together and serve under their lordship." The girl then looked downtrodden as she added, "But just when we thought we found him…"

The girls looked so disheartened and downtrodden. Yamato felt like to give himself a good kick in the ass for crushing their hope like that. He then steeled himself for the next decision he made.

"You know," he called out, catching the girls' attention. "A great man once said: If you don't believe in yourself, then believe in those who believed in you. I don't consider myself as a Messenger of Heaven, but if you girls really believed that I am one then I will do my best to fulfill your expectation of me. Besides, you should be the judge whether I can fit into my role as the Messenger of Heaven or not."

"Eh? Then you mean…?" Ryuubi and other girls looked surprised by his words.

Yamato gave them a warm smile—a smile he usually reserved for his family and close friends—and bowed at them.

"Yamato Kusanagi, the heir to Kusanagi-ryu Kenjutsu, at your service."

The girls were shocked by his actions. Kan'u managed to recover first and addressed to him.

"P-Please rise, Yamato-dono. A lord like you should never bow to his vassals and if anything," Kan'u then bowed at him with Ryuubi and Chouhi followed her. "…We should be the one who should bow and swear our allegiance to you. Truly, I am not mistaken that you are the Messenger of Heaven that shall bring this land into an era of peace and prosperity."

Yamato then stood up and said to the trio. "You don't have to bow to me. We're all equals here. We are partners, no one is the lord and no one is the vassal. Can we just do that?"

"I'm sorry, Yamato-dono. I can't do that. My pride and honor will not allow me to do that," rebuked Kan'u as she, Ryuubi and Chouhi stood up.

"You're set on this, aren't you?" asked Yamato with a bemused sigh.

"That I am. Please bear on with it," answered Kan'u with a radiant smile as she recited her oath. "I, Kan'u Unchou, hereby swear my fealty to my lord, Yamato Kusanagi, as his vassal. Please call me by my true name, Aisha."

"I am Ryuubi Gentoku and here I swear my fealty to you, my lord, Yamato Kusanagi-dono, as your vassal. Please call me by my true name, Touka."

"Rinrin here will protect Onii-chan! You can call Rinrin anything you want!"

"Thank you, all of you. I swear I'll do my best to fulfill your expectation," replied Yamato. "By the way, what is a true name you used earlier?"

"That's right. Goshuujin-sama is not from here, right? A true name is a name of a person that he or she only share with family and close acquaintances or it will be an insult to that person and their family," answered Touka.

"I see…so it's like an Alter-Ego, huh?" replied Yamato and the girls were confused by his words.

"Alter…ego…? What's that, Onii-chan?" asked a confused Rinrin.

"Think of it as how I called a true name, but with less severe implication," answered Yamato as he patted the young girl on the head, causing her to smile and giggling happily. "You may call me Gaim if you wish. It's the name of the armor I donned earlier and my Alter-Ego."

"Very well, Gaim-sama," replied Aisha with a smile. "Then, we should make our way to the nearest village. Supposedly it is not too far from where we are now."

"Alright, that reminds me. Where are we anyway?" asked Yamato as he now remembered he didn't have the idea where he was right now.

"We're currently on the Zhuo District of Youzhou Province. You can tell it from the Mt. Wutai range in the distance. There is a village not far from here," answered Aisha helpfully.

"Good, let's go. The faster we reach the village, the better," said Yamato as he and the girls left the scene.

The walk toward the village was chipper, namely with Touka and Rinrin asked Yamato questions about himself and his armor while Aisha looked on with a smile and only interjected once in a while, namely stopping the youngest girl when she got too invasive in her question or asking further inquiry. The black haired girl found it somewhat ironic that the name one of the tools Yamato had, the Sengoku Driver, meant 'warring state' when its supposed goal was to bring peace to the land. She also listened to his tale of his home world, a nation called Japan which apparently to the east of the continent and across the sea. She, like Touka and Rinrin, was enraptured by how advanced the other world was which was making sense since her lord said he was from 1.800 years from the future, albeit from a different world—it took Yamato a while to correct them that he didn't come from heaven. The group also listened about his two friends who came with him to this world, Shun and Yuki, and what kind of person they were.

Their good mood however quickly vanished when they saw what happened to their destination village. Houses were ruined and burnt while bodies were strewn on the ground by their own drying blood. The able-bodied survivors tried to help the wounded, moving the dead bodies away from the road, and evacuated those who were trapped inside their home, and some of them, namely women and children, were weeping upon the lost of their loved ones.

"W-What happened here?" asked Touka, her hands covered her mouth in shock and horror.

"Bandits…those swine…!" growled Aisha as her fist clenched the shaft of her weapon in anger.

But the one affected the most was Yamato. The air around him shifted dangerously as the girls watched his fists balled tightly and his eyes gleamed like steel.

"Rinrin, I want you to help the villagers to evacuate those who trapped inside their home. Aisha, I want you to help those villagers moving the dead bodies away. Touka, you're with me to tend the wounded," ordered Yamato crisply.

Rinrin and Aisha quickly complied with their lord's first order while Touka followed Yamato in her assigned task.

The survivors were surprised and wary at them at first, but they quickly accepted their help. They then gathered the survivors at the tavern so they can tend to the wounded in one place and helped the villagers with anything they could help them with. The atmosphere at the tavern was somber and depressing considering what just happened.

"Damn those Yellow Turbans…!" Yamato heard one of the villagers cursed as he bandaged a child.

"They took everything we've been worked hard for!"

"Didn't they say they will return tomorrow with more of them?"

"They say they will be taking our wives and daughters with them next time they're here…those bastards!"

"What should we do then?"

"We could've run away. We still have time to do so."

"But…our grandfathers and grandmothers worked so hard to build this place."

"It would be wrong to run away…but what we can do?"

As the villagers whispering and muttering about what to do, Yamato's eyes met with Aisha's and they nodded to each other. He finished bandaging the child before him tussled the boy's hair and stood up to address the villagers.

"You all have three options on what you can do," he said and caught the villagers' attention. "One, you can roll over and die, letting those bandits do what they want to your village as well as your daughters and wives. Two, you can escape the village to save your life as well as your family, forsaking this village in return and the bandits shall catch up with you one day in the future. And three…" He let his calm gaze met with every villager in the tavern. "…you can fight back against those bandits, making them pay for their insolent choice to attack this village."

Instantly, the tavern broke into chaos as the villagers roared their disapproval.

"Are you crazy!? Fighting against those bandits!?"

"They outnumbered us! What chance do we have against them!?"

"So you choose the easy way out by letting those bandits kill you and hoped on the next life you will have a better life? Or will you choose to prolong your suffering, living your days in fear and prayed to Gods up there they won't catch up with you?" asked Yamato as the villagers went silent. "Either choice is a coward's way out. I won't soften it up to you because it means nothing. You won't walk away from that fight unscathed and some of you won't even return at all, but take pride of those wounds you got and the life you put at stake! Those wounds on your body are the proof you managed to protect what is important you! The life you lost will be your proof doing your best to prevent those bastards making other people suffers from their greed!"

Yamato's words of encouragement stirred up the dampened spirit of the villagers, like a drop of oil on a dying ember.

"…Do you really think we can win against them?" asked a villager.

"Only if you really wanted to win. Without resolve and iron clad will, the Goddess of Victory will never bless your path!"

One of the skeptical villagers decided to ask the question that had bugged him ever since Yamato started speaking.

"Just who are you? Why do you push us to fight those bandits?"

Aisha stood and spoke to the villagers.

"The man who had spoken to you is one of the Messengers of Heaven, Yamato Kusanagi. His arrival has been prophesized by the Great Seer Kanrou-sama months ago. Everyone in the capital and many lords know of it. You all remember the splitting shooting star from last night, don't you? One of that shooting star's fragments landed near this village and I and my companions met him there as we went to check that place in the morning. We also saw him fighting against bandits by himself and win without being harmed."

"He also can transform into an armored warrior using the Fruits of Heaven. I am saying this because I saw him transformed by my own eyes," added Touka resolutely.

"Yeah! Onii-chan is definitely a Messenger of Heaven like Kanrou-sama said! Rinrin can guarantee that!" Rinrin also added in her two cents.

The villagers then looked at Yamato with undisguised awe and disbelief.

"He is one of the Messengers of Heaven?"

"He looked so young…Could he really be a Messenger of Heaven?"

"Look at his clothes. They really look nothing from around here, aren't they?"

"But…is he really? How do we know he is not an imposter?"

Yamato can understand the villagers' skepticism. Hell, he understood it well too! Here he was, a stranger, pushing these villagers to fight against the bandits that have been terrorizing them and ransacked their village.

"I have a proof that may convince you about who I am, but you need to decide what you want to do. Nothing will ever change if you stay scared. Are you going to let those bandits do as their please? Killing and kidnapping more people for their own pleasure, ransacking and plundering villages to satisfy their greed? Will you let them to do that under your conscience?" he asked to the silent villagers, many of them looked needed just one last push after his question. "Well? ARE YOU!?" Yamato yelled out the last part.

"NO!" They yelled at the same time, finally reaching their unanimous decision.

"Then stand up and fight! We will show them why they should never have attacked this village at all!" his declaration was met with enthusiastic cheer from the villagers. "Gather those who can fight and arm yourself with whatever you can find! We will gather in front of the village entrance in two hours!" Yamato barked out as the villagers complied to do so."Rinrin!"

"Yes!"

"I want you to help the villagers gathering their number and arming themselves. When I mean arm them with anything, I do mean anything they can use as weapon. Also, send someone fleet footed to scout where the Turbans' camp is."

"You got it, Onii-chan!"

"Touka!"

"Yes!"

"I want you to continue to help the remaining villagers to tend the wounded. Meet up with us when it is time to gather."

"Understood, Goshuujin-sama."

"Aisha, you're with me. We're going to supervise the preparation for battle."

"Very well."

Yamato and Aisha exited the tavern and saw the able-bodied villagers preparing themselves for the upcoming battle with the Yellow Turbans. The black haired teen let out a long sigh which Aisha immediately noticed.

"Is there something wrong, Gaim-sama?"

"I wonder how many of these people will not be able to make it back here after we're done with the Yellow Turbans," admitted Yamato. "I'm the person who pushed them for this battle, so whether I like it or not they will become my responsibility. Many people thought being a leader is a luxury, but I don't see it that way. Becoming a leader is a burden because every decision you make and every action you take will affect those who followed you. So when one of these people died…it will be because of my decision to send them to fight."

Aisha looked at Yamato for a moment before a radiant smile graced her beautiful face.

"It looks like I have chosen my lord very well. Not everyone will show so much care to their soldier because many saw them merely as expendables."

Yamato shrugged. "A good leader knows how to manage and nurture their soldiers. A leader means nothing without his soldiers and followers."

"How true," replied Aisha with a chuckle, her smile never left her face even as she watched the villagers running around with anything they can use as weapons before she turned back at him. "You are wise beyond your years, Gaim-sama. These people are truly blessed to have someone like you to lead them in battle."

"It is all thanks to my grandfather. He had me read books about tactics and strategy as well as history in my spare time when I was young. I keep it as a hobby of mine until now. Shun thought me as a person born in the wrong era thanks to it," said Yamato with bemused smile.

"It is certainly helpful in this matter, isn't it?" asked Aisha as they passed another group of villagers.

"Perhaps. Looks like it's time to put what I learned into practice," replied Yamato grimly. "Let's go, Aisha. We still have some work to do."

"As you wish."

Yamato, Aisha, Touka, and Rinrin stood before the gathered villagers in front of the village entrance as it was almost the time to battle. Those who were young and fit were armed with swords, spears, and even pickaxes, shovels and sickles while those who were older were mostly armed with bows and arrows. The final tally of those who were capable of fighting was around 2,000 people and they were outnumbered with the number of Yellow Turbans reaching twice of their number, around 4,000, from the scout they sent. But like Yamato had said earlier, outnumbered didn't mean they were outmatched. Rinrin's scout also told them the Turbans' camp was on the west of the village so they would march on with brisk pace so they would reach their camp fast and delivered swift strike upon them.

Yamato's gaze swept upon the gathered villagers before looking his female companions who all gave him encouraging nods and smiles which he returned. He then looked back at the villagers and spoke to them.

"Like I said in the tavern, all of you will not make it back here unscathed and some of you may lose your life in this battle. But remember the reason why you are here in the first place! You are here to protect the village your forefathers build from scratch by their sweat, blood, and tears! You are here to fight for your family and loved ones so they can live free without fearing those greedy bandits will strike at any moment! You are here to fight for your friends and comrade who fight along you! Remember those reasons, those resolves, and those wills. They shall lead your path to victory!"

The villagers roared their agreement as well as Aisha, Touka, and Rinrin as Yamato's speech burned their spirit.

"Now, for the last addition," added Yamato as he pulled out his Sengoku Driver and strapped it to his waist.

The villagers looked at the item in confusion while the girls looking on with anticipation. Yamato then took his Orange Lockseed on his hand and unlocked it with a push of button.

"ORANGE!"

The crowd gasped as a zipper-like portal opened above his head and a giant, mechanical orange descended from the forest beyond.

"Henshin!" declared Yamato as he placed the Lockseed on the Driver and securing it before he pressed the Cutting Blade down and cut open the Lockseed.

"LOCK ON!"

"SOIYA!"

They watched as the orange landed on his shoulder and formed Gaim's Pre-Arms mode suit. The orange then peeled and folded out into a set of armor which covered Yamato's suited body and revealing his helmeted and masked visage. Daidaimaru appeared on his left hand as his transformation completed.

"ORANGE ARMS! HANAMICHI ON STAGE!"

The villagers stood transfixed upon his transformation which was broken when Yamato raised Daidaimaru above his head as he gave the final part of his speech.

"Now let those Yellow Turbans learned a lesson they shall never forget: Those who have the right to kill…are those who prepared to be killed!"

Their roar of approval now was thundering and nearly deafening Yamato as it was much louder than the previous one. Now their doubt about him being a Messenger of Heaven was completely gone upon seeing his transformation.

"So he really is the Messenger of Heaven!"

"Ah…I have been truly blessed to watch this moment…!"

"The heaven is with us! There's no way we could lose against those bandits now!"

"All hail the Messenger of Heaven!"

The villagers cheered once more before Yamato, now Gaim, spoke to them.

"Before we move out, we will discuss our strategy and formation for the upcoming battle. Those who are armed with bows and arrows, you will be under Ryuubi's command and stay on the rear line. Touka, I want you to have the archers provide support fire when we got those bandits on our range, from time to time regularly. Can I count you on that?"

"I'll do my best, Goshuujin-sama!" answered the rose haired girl determinedly.

Gaim nodded at her before relaying another of his command. "The rest of you will split into three squads led by me, Kan'u, and Chouhi but please left some of your number to protect the archer squad. My group will lead the initial charge while Kan'u and Chouhi's squad will flank and trap them with pincer formation. Aisha, Rinrin, I leave the timing to you, okay?"

"I understand, Gaim-sama," answered Aisha with a slight smile on her business-like face.

"Don't worry, Onii-chan. Rinrin will do her best!" Rinrin grinned in response.

The armored warrior then addressed at the gathered villagers one more time.

"The Yellow Turbans maybe superior to us in number because it is the way they operated so far, intimidating their targets by outnumbering them and wielding weapons to threaten their target. But that is their only strategy! They are pretty much unorganized and we will exploit that weakness as much as we can! We show them we are not afraid of those greedy bandits! Do you hear me!?"

The villagers roared their approval in return and Gaim nodded grimly under his helmet,

"Good, now let's move out. Brisk pace, but don' tire yourself needlessly before the battle because it will be fatal to you."

Under his command and the girls who followed him, the villagers started to march toward Yellow Turbans' camping site. They didn't pay any attention to the distance nor they were feeling tired because of their high spirit. One of the Messengers of Heaven leading them to battle against the Yellow Turbans and the word 'Divine Retribution' never sounded so fitting before.

During the march, Yamato focused his mind on the upcoming battle. He was going to kill people, but he was ready for that. The moment you picked up a weapon, be prepared to spill blood when the right time comes. That was his grandfather told him when he was young and he understood what he meant. Now he was wearing the armor of Gaim and he was willing to kill those Yellow Turbans. Grim as it sounded, it came to the matter of choice. Yellow Turbans chose to raid the village, killing and kidnapping its inhabitants, and promised to return to do the same thing again and again. He as Gaim chose to stop them before they could hurt more innocent people. Besides, that was what a true Kamen Rider should do, to protect the weak and the innocent from evil, and to fight in the name of freedom and justice.

After marching for about half of an hour, they finally saw the Turbans' camp site below the hill where they halted their march. From what Gaim saw thanks to his enhanced senses, there were no sentries on their campsite and the Turbans looked like they were partying seemingly to celebrate a good raid—which made him scowling behind his mask. He then addressed to the villagers which had their faces set into grim, determined frown.

"Alright, this is it. It's time to pay back those bandits with extra interest for what they have done to you and your village. Again, remember the reason why all of you are standing right here, right on this moment! Victory shall be yours if you really wished and worked hard for it!"

They all nodded before he looked at the girls who also nodded at him before Gaim unsheathed his Musou Saber and pointed it at the Turban's camp.

"Kusanagi squad, charge forward!"

Gaim dashed toward the direction where the camp was in full sprint while the villagers on his unit followed his example, roaring vigorously as they trampled the ground.

"Alright, now we will proceed as Gaim-sama has planned. Move out and wait for my signal to ambush the Turbans!" ordered Aisha in stern voice.

"You heard what Aneja said! Let's move out everyone!" said Rinrin as the two squads moved away to their position to trap their enemy forces.

"Alright, we'll stay here to provide support fire for Goshuujin-sama and everyone else! Wait for my signal!" ordered Touka as the rest of the villagers nodded their affirmative. She then turned toward the battlefield and watched the ongoing battle while trying to repress the worry that gnawed her.

'Goshuujin-sama…Aisha-chan, Rinrin-chan…Be careful!'

The Yellow Turbans were surprised by the incoming attack and managed to react before too late, if only barely. Taking advantage of the boosts provided by his armor, Gaim struck quickly at the first wave of the Turbans he encountered mercilessly. Musou Saber sang through the air and slashed at the unfortunate Turbans, killing them, before Gaim pivoted on his foot to cut the Turbans which tried to surround him using Daidaimaru. Behind him, the villagers on his unit also engaged in battle against the bandits fueled by righteous wrath and vengeance. He didn't check on them as more of the Turbans coming at him with less than generous intent and intercepted them. Daidaimaru struck at their shoddy quality weapons, breaking them to pieces on contact while Musou Saber slashed into wide arc and killed the Turbans. Gaim pulled the Pallet Slide and emptied the rounds as he fired at the incoming Turbans, shooting them right on the head with the marksmanship he didn't know he possessed.

"I guess I'll have to thank Shun for this," he chuckled as he reloaded his gun and charged at the Yellow Turban force along with his squad.

Touka was watching the battle and decided it was time for her squad to provide support fire.

"Everyone, it's time! Load your arrows!" she barked out as she drew her sword and raised it above her head. "Aim carefully for the Turbans! Ready? Fire!"

The moment Touka swung her sword down, arrows hailed toward Yellow Turbans army and killed many of them in a single hail. The support fire from the archers was what their allied troop needed as the Turbans seemed to panicking as much of their number cut down significantly from that hail.

"Good job, Touka," said Gaim with a smirk as he slashed another Turbans with Musou Saber and Daidaimaru. He saw more of them coming at him in large number. It will be hard for him to fight them all at once, but fortunately he has a solution for that.

He flicked the Musou Saber and Daidaimaru to clean off the blood from them before twirling the former in reverse grip position. He then reached for the Cutting Blade on his Sengoku Driver and pressed it once, activating one of its finisher functions.

"SOIYA! ORANGE SQUASH!"

Daidaimaru lit up with orange aura as energy charged into it. Gaim settled into attacking stance, bringing his left hand which gripped the said weapon across his chest, its blade was parallel to his head. The Turbans paused in hesitance when they saw the aura surrounding his weapon, but their hesitance cost them. Gaim quickly slashed his blade in a wide arc and catching the Turbans that tried to intercept him in orange wedge-like energy wave, killing them instantly before their body exploded.

One of the Turbans who watched the massacre by the armored figure of Gaim asked loudly in shaken voice.

"W-What in the world is this guy?!"

Gaim seemed to hear him and bringing his Musou Saber into normal grip before pointing it at him and his cohorts.

"I am Yamato Kusanagi, otherwise known as Kamen Rider Gaim and one of the Messengers of Heaven. If you want to dance with me in my stage, then come!"

As soon as he finished his—rather flashy—introduction, he charged at the shell shocked and hapless Yellow Turbans and killed them with the strokes of his blades.

In her hiding place, Aisha was impressed by her lord's battle prowess. He did said his armor provided more power and speed for him, but her trained eyes could see his well-honed skill with swords as he cut through the ranks of Yellow Turbans with little to none notable problem. A wise and kind man, a great leader, and an amazing fighter…Her lord was truly one of a kind person. She thanked the heavens for being able to serve him.

Aisha shook her head to dismiss the thought as she turned to her squad. "Alright, this is our chance! Let us help Our Lord to drive away those bandits once and for all!"

She and her squad came out from their place, charging at the bandits with ferocious battle cry.

Rinrin was just as amazed by her new big brother. He was so strong and cool! His introduction was so awesome too! Once this was over, she was so going to ask him how to introduce herself like he did. Oh, and maybe asked him for a spar while she was at it, too.

The red haired girl saw Aisha charged forward with her squad and knew this was the moment to spring their trap.

"Chouhi squad, let's go! We can't let Aisha-Aneja and Onii-chan have all the fun themselves!"

The younger girl's squad came out from their position and charging at the bandits in full sprint, shouting at the top of their lung as they did so.

The Turbans, seeing the additional enemies became more panicked than they were now.

"T-They have reinforcements! W-What should we do!?"

"Don't panic! They only have a pair of girls leading a bunch of villagers! We still outnumbered them! There's n—"

Whatever what he was going to say went unfinished as he and the Turbans around him were stricken down thanks to Touka and her archers under her command. She, like Aisha and Rinrin, was so amazed by her lord's skills in battle. She saw him killed Yellow Turbans with each of his slashes and parried their attack before he lashed out with counter attacks, all were so well timed in execution. As much as Touka reluctant to admit it, she was nowhere as skilled and strong as her companions or even her lord. She resolved to ask him for lessons in swordplay after this battle was over.

Gaim noted the trap he set was sprung and resisted to smirk as he cut down yet another group Yellow Turbans with precisely timed swings and slashes from his Musou Saber and Daidaimaru. He fired his gun at them again before he reloaded and struck at a poor Turban who tried to sneak on him. From the corner of his eyes, Gaim saw Yellow Turbans were flying in all direction in courtesy of Rinrin's Viper Spear. He had to admit he still has problem to comprehend how much strength she possessed despite her diminutive stature. He also saw another group of Turbans were stricken down from well aimed slashes and trusts. It was Aisha. She made her way to him as she cut through many hapless Yellow Turbans who thought she was just another girl and an easy target. How wrong they were.

"Gaim-sama! Are you alright?" she asked as she struck down yet another bandit.

"Nice timing, Aisha," answered Gaim as he and his partner were back to back and continued to cut down the Turbans. "These guys were hardly a fight. They have number, but that's it."

"I'm glad to hear that," she replied as she pierced her Green Dragon Blade at the heart of her enemy before cutting down another Turban. "But please don't take them too lightly. Desperate people will do anything."

"Confidence is your greatest ally and arrogance is your greatest enemy," he grunted as he shattered yet another sword with his parry and killed its wielder with a slash to his chest. "That's what my grandfather told me."

"That is true," Aisha let a smirk curved on her lips as she beheaded a Yellow Turban. "Your grandfather is a wise person. I would like to meet him one day."

"And I look forward for his reaction when I showed him the great Kan'u Unchou is a beautiful young lady," Gaim also smirked behind his mask.

Aisha blushed before she set her face into a business-like frown, though there was a hint of red on her cheeks. "Please focus on the task on hand, Goshuujin-sama." She then vented by bisecting a poor Yellow Turban, which scared many of his comrades.

Gaim blinked at her before he shrugged and struck down other bandits with his blades.

As time passed, it was obvious the Yellow Turbans were losing this battle with how easily Gaim, Aisha, and Rinrin killed many of them with a swung of their weapons and Touka having her archers to provide support fire from time to time. Some of the surviving Turbans decided to cut their loss and ran away while the rest of them kept on fighting; still believing they have the chance to win.

"Look! Some of them have run away!" said one of the villagers.

"Just a little more, everyone! Hang in there!" barked Aisha as the villagers roared defiantly.

Gaim looked at the remaining Turbans who decided to stay and recklessly charged at him before he decided to end this battle. He joined Musou Saber and Daidaimaru on the hilt, forming a two-bladed spear—Musou Saber Naginata Mode—before he unlocked the Orange Lockseed and removed it from the Sengoku Driver and placed it into the Drive Launch on the Musou Saber and locked it.

"LOCK ON! 1, 10, 100, 1,000, 10,000! ORANGE CHARGE!"

Gaim twirled his combined weapon above his head as orange aura covered both blades before bringing it to his side as he charged onward. As soon as he was on the right range, he swung his Musou Naginata upward diagonally before he slashed downward and finished it with sideway horizontal slash, all of his slashes released orange energy waves which struck the foremost Turbans and those behind them. Gaim twirled his weapon again before he separated it into its dual-wield state before he rested his Musou Saber on his shoulder.

"Dance's over," he said as the struck bandits fell over, dead before a fiery explosion engulfed them.

The remaining Turbans looked at Gaim with horror struck face. Gaim then turned toward them before they ran as far as they can, as if he was the devil himself.

"The Yellow Turbans have run away! We did it! We won!" shouted one of the villagers as the rest of them cheered in joy.

"Gaim-sama! We did it!" beamed Aisha radiantly at Gaim.

"Yeah! We kicked those Yellow Turbans' butt!" Rinirin grinned as she rested her spear on her shoulders.

"Goshuujin-sama! Aisha-chan! Rinrin-chan!" they heard Touka called over as she approached them with a big smile on her face. She then brought them into a tight group hug as she cheered. "We did it! We did it! We beat those Yellow Turbans!"

"Yes we did, Touka," said Gaim with a smile under his helmet before he broke off from the hug.

He closed the Orange Lockseed which was still on the Musou Saber as his armor disappeared with orange sparkles. A group of villager approached him and the girls and the one who led them spoke to Yamato.

"Thank you for helping us with the Yellow Turbans, Messenger of Heaven," he bowed to Yamato and so did the rest of the surviving villagers. "It is all thanks to your divinely guidance we achieved victory in this battle."

"Please everyone, don't be so presumptuous. Call me by my name, Yamato, or by my armor's name, Gaim," replied Yamato with a smile. "Everyone that fought here today played their part for this victory and my plan wouldn't work without all of you willing to follow it. The victory here is not only because of me or my companions, but it is all thanks to everyone's hard work and sacrifice! Always remember that! You all won this battle thanks to your own effort to protect what is precious to you!"

The villagers then cheered as once one more time.

"ALL HAIL YAMATO-DONO! ALL HAIL KAN'U-DONO! ALL HAIL CHOUHI-DONO! ALL HAIL RYUUBI-DONO!"

"Alright everyone, settle down," called Yamato as his expression turned somber. "I know you want to celebrate, but there are post-battle actions that should be done. First, count how many people were wounded and dead in this battle. Carry the dead ones back to the village to be buried properly." His words made their joyful mood turned a little somber at the reminder. "Next, pile up the Yellow Turbans' body in one, big pile and burn them before they rot and smell."

The villagers then set off to do as they were ordered to.

It was a group of tired, yet slightly happy and very proud villagers that went home from their battle against the Yellow Turbans. Smiles of joy and relief were exchanged upon seeing those who managed to return to their family and loved ones while tears of sorrow and sadness were spilt upon finding that their family and loved ones did not make it back to the village. From those of 2,000 people who went to battle against the Yellow Turbans, about 200 of them were the causalities in battle. It was an unpleasant, yet welcomed thought to the remaining villagers to remind them the consequences of their choice. They doubted the number will any smaller if they didn't fight back or run away, but at least those who had departed could face their ancestor and proudly said 'I died to protect our village.'

To Yamato, the causalities reminded him what one of his books said about war. There was no such thing as perfect victory in a war and only fools would pursue such thing. Causalities will be always there, even to the victor and anything in vicinity. He was also one of those causalities because his innocence had died when he spilt the first Yellow Turban's blood, but he was prepared for it. For these people, they who can not fight their own battle, to protect those smiles, and to prevent those tears…He was more than willing to dye his hands in red, as well as his armor.

"It is definitely worth of it," muttered Yamato.

Aisha, who stood next to him while Rinrin and Touka were thanked by the villagers for their efforts, apparently heard what he said and turned to him.

"What is worth of it if I may ask, Gaim-sama?

"The things that I have done today for them. It is worth to see those villagers smiling like this, right?" he replied to her, his eyes never leaving the villagers who all seemed to be joyful of winning the battle against the Yellow Turbans despite their loss. Those who had been left behind too, seemed to be ready to move on with their life despite their grief.

"You are right, Gaim-sama. It is worth of it," smiled Aisha as she too watched the villagers were busy congratulating their friends, families, and beloved ones or comforting them for who had lost theirs.

A small contingent of the villagers led by an elder and accompanied by Touka and Rinirin approached them.

"I can't say how grateful we are to you for your help to protect our village, Messenger of Heaven. We are forever in your debt," said the elder as he and his contingent bowed at Yamato.

"Please, elder, there is no debt here. I'm just doing what I think is right and that is all there to it. And please call me Yamato," replied Yamato with a smile.

"Thank you for your generosity, Yamato-sama," said the elder as he stood up. "Actually, I have a favor to ask you because I have no idea of a better person I could ask. Will you become our new Chief Magistrate?"

"Chief Magistrate?" parroted Yamato as he didn't familiar with the term before he turned to Aisha who explained to it.

"A Chief Magistrate is usually appointed by the Imperial Court in a province to make sure taxes are levied and the people living in the area live well," she said before she frowned. "Though, going by what elder here asked you, Goshuujin-sama, it is safe to assume that the previous Chief Magistrate has left."

"Kan'u-sama was right. The previous Chief Magistrate left as soon as he saw the first sign of Yellow Turbans incoming and he took his soldiers. We already sent word to Luoyang, but they basically left us to die here if it wasn't because of you, Yamato-sama."

Yamato seemed to ponder the offer before he answered, "Why me? I mean, I don't know how a Chief Magistrate should work or what their responsibilities are."

"Don't worry, Gaim-sama. All of us will be with you along the way," replied Aisha with a smile while Touka gave him an enthusiastic nod and Rinrin grinned encouragingly at him.

Yamato then turned at the expectant look that the villagers gave him and he sighed inwardly. It looked like they didn't give him a choice in this matter.

"Alright, I will accept becoming the Chief Magistrate in two conditions," they all looked at him questioningly. "One is Touka will be my Vice Magistrate in governing this province," he then looked at Touka who looked confused. "Because you are a descendant of Imperial Bloodline, you will need to learn how the things work and it will help you in the long time run, especially when you decided to ascend to the Imperial Throne later."

"E-Eh?! A-Are you sure, Goshuujin-sama? I don't know what to do as your Vice Magistrate!" asked Touka unsurely as the villagers looked at her in surprise. This girl was a princess!

"Don't worry. I also don't know how a Chief Magistrate works so we will be covering each other's weakness as we learned how to do our job together," answered Yamato with encouraging smile.

Touka blushed and nodded. "…T-Then, this Ryuubi Gentoku humbly accepts this position you entrusted to me, Goshuujin-sama."

The villager cheered as Yamao nodded at her. "Thank you, Touka. I told you can call me by my name, right?" To be frank, he wasn't comfortable by how people referred him as Goshuujin-sama. He much preferred it they called him by his name or his Alter-Ego

"Yes, Gaim-sama!" Touka beamed positively as she complied with his request.

"My second condition is…" Yamato paused as the villagers waited with baited breath. "…All of you will give your best effort to rebuild your village and make it a place you can brag it to your ancestors!"

His second condition was met by loud, rambunctious roar of approval from the villagers. He really didn't need to tell them the otherwise, but the sentiment was pretty much appreciated.

Yamato looked at the setting sun as his first day in this new world almost ended. He really didn't expect that a visit to the museum will lead him into once of a lifetime journey. Perhaps…this world will provide him with answers why his life in his home world felt so lacking.

a/n: Welcome to my second full story. Like in the preview, this story is based on Koihime Musou's first VN with the elements of Shin Koihime Musou added, such as characters and plots for fun. Well that is all I can say for now. Good night and have a nice weekend.