Not all stories are [hero] stories, and some stories don't need [heroes].
At least compared to his own "fun", now he doesn't want the four girls who are glaring at him to die in front of him. For this reason, it doesn't matter if he turns into an "evil dragon"... Hehe, this is all your fault, so Heart and Blossom, you can understand me, right?
Seeing that someone had bravely stood up, Ash raised the corners of his mouth in his signature arc.
Unless... they can transcend consciousness and see the so-called hope!
Become the hope to surpass his "evil dragon"!
"We are not Princess, we are Pretty Cure!" Even though the person in front of her lost her ability to transform, Akane still stood in the front from behind, in a row with Nao. "Even without the help of the dwarfs in the fairy tale, we fight as Pretty Cure with our own will. It doesn't matter even if there is no fairy tale-like story! We still have to protect the people around us and the world!"
"Here you are, you keep saying things we don't understand, and you do something so outrageous but you still have to teach us a lesson!" Qian, who has a warm personality, got louder and louder, and finally burst out her anger in front of Ash. "It's enough to watch our jokes all the time. What on earth is the guy who calls himself the evil dragon planning to do?"
"In that case, we won't play charades anymore."
As if they didn't hear Miyuki's muttering of "Obviously you keep saying weird things that you don't understand", what Ash took out from his hand instantly attracted their attention. It was "Cure Decor" that Ash separated from the body of the clown monster.
"Ah, that Cure Decor! That's Tangtang's stuff, hurry up and return it to me Kulu!"
"No, Tangtang, don't be impulsive!" Reika quickly hugged Tangtang, who was about to jump on Ash's head in excitement. Just when everyone was getting anxious, Ash's next sentence suddenly changed her tone, causing them to all look at her in shock.
"Actually, if you want, I can return this kind of thing to you."
"Hey - um, please, please give it back to us! This is what Tangtang needs, please!"
"I am your enemy, idiot, don't bend down to your enemy casually!" Under the extremely nervous gaze of everyone, Ash forcefully patted the little head of Miyuki who was bowing in front of him. The huge force almost made the person bend forward and fall to the ground. "Besides, if you ask for help, will the bad guy agree to your request? Be serious, this is not a fairy tale world."
"However, it's okay to return it to you for sure."
Ash's thumb bounced Cure Decor up high and caught it accurately with a handful.
Before anyone except Miyuki noticed, Ash had already secretly observed their battle. For this reason, he was able to conclude that the actual power they possessed was far more powerful than they thought!
So Ash has a plan: Dark Sword Tsukuyomi is a sword that can react with other holy swords of different powers. The interlaced reactions of darkness and different energies can open up new paths! In order to complete his plan and transform the world into something beautiful and correct, he also needs the power of the Pretty Cures he has chosen to "help" him.
"Next time we fight, let's use the duel between us to decide where the correct destiny of the world should be."
"We-"
"We agreed!" Miyuki hesitated for a moment, then Reika agreed to Ash's challenge, and then turned his serious eyes to Ash's leather shoes leaning on the table.
"But before that, please Mr. Wang Jian, please put your feet down from the table!" Reika's eyes were serious and cold. "This is definitely not the way you should behave when talking to others. What will others think of you? Even if you are a bad person, it is too rude! Please put your feet down!"
"..." Ash, who released his hand from the back of his neck, froze for a moment. When you called me to stop, I thought you were going to say something to me... but this is what happened?
"I usually don't care about other people's opinions, right?" As he said this, Ash still took his feet off the table. "However, since it is Master Pretty Cure's request, there is nothing we can do."
"Farewell, I will come in through the front entrance next time." After saying that, Ash chuckled twice in the direction of Miyuki.
"Next time, please don't enter a lady's room without an invitation."
"At least knock on the door..." Miyuki added weakly.
"You women, are you still a little behind the ladies?" Standing in front of the crack that was re-drawn by the sword, Ash looked back with a mocking expression that made every one of the girls clenched their fists.
"If you are unwilling to do so, try to surprise me next time."
"You won't be disappointed!"
When it was confirmed that Ash had really left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The huge pressure left by the previous battle almost made them breathless, but they did not want to show their timidity in front of such an excessive guy. At this time, some nervous people even sat on the ground looking completely exhausted.
"Reika." Miyuki walked to Reika who was sending Ash away alone. Only then did he notice that her fingers holding the makeup box were trembling too hard and looked pale. Obviously, she was also nervous and did not want to show her timidity.
Miyuki, who noticed this, also raised his hand and stared at the Smile Pact he held in his palm. The golden coat of arms with the Fairy Tale Kingdom engraved on it seemed to have lost its original brilliant color because of the girl's complicated heart.
"Reika, is this really okay for us?"
"Miyuki, I know you don't want to fight with such a person." Reika shook her head, thinking she was scared. While Reika was determined to become stronger, she also began to comfort her companions. "But now we have no choice. Whether it's for ourselves or Tangtang, we must defeat him and take back Cure Decor and everyone's chance to transform!"
"No, I'm probably not scared now." Closing his eyes, the pair of dark eyes that Ash cast towards them were still clearly visible.
Why do I care so much about his eyes?
"That look." Miyuki, who had never seen that look before, felt something instinctively. Just like a person who likes to smile wants to convey his optimism to others, Miyuki also felt the same at that time... sadness?
"Eye?" Reika tilted his head unconsciously, confused.
"When he said goodbye, he was smiling, but his eyes were not smiling at all. Unlike the smile that people show when they are happy, he was not smiling for happiness at all!"
His reason for being our enemy is to take pleasure in oppressing us... at least not now.
"There's something wrong with that look."
However, I have absolutely no idea what it is.
It was a kind of complete inability to be sad and anxious. Seeing his eyes like this seemed to surround me equally.
So, even now as an enemy, I want those eyes to no longer be sad.
I want his face to be with us -
Chapter 14 Joker
Located in a different world outside the earth, "Tragedy Kingdom", there is an eternal night sky with bats constantly flying over it. Hanging there is another dim moon that is always covered by dark thick fog. With such multiple blessings, the dim and almost invisible moonlight just shines on an eerie and weird castle on the edge of the cliff.
The castle is surrounded by magma that looks like boiling blood. The ground that holds it seems to be dead. The plants and creatures present a strange and comical feeling. Purple miasma lingers around. Ordinary humans would probably be scared to the point of despair just standing here and seeing such a scene.
A blurry figure gradually became reality. Wolfurun appeared in front of the castle in a state of embarrassment. On all fours, he ran through the door, as if something terrible was chasing him behind him.
When the clown was cut in half in front of him, the evil dragon Rider just glanced at him with his eyes hidden under the mask. Wolfurun actually had the illusion that he was also cut in half.
After that, Wolfurun almost ran away and ran back to his base camp "Tragedy Kingdom".
"He actually called me a puppy, damn it!"
I am a wolf, a proud wolf!
"Wolfurun, why did you start using your hands - wow!" Wolfurun, who was not paying attention at all to the road ahead, did not notice the short figure at the intersection ahead. Until the sharp-nosed witch warned her, she had already been knocked over by Wolfurun.
"Hey - you guy, you are running so fast because you are anxious to find a piece of tofu to hit you!"
He could no longer hear the yelling and scolding from his companion "Witch Reina" behind his back. He didn't know if it was an illusion. This was obviously their Tragedy Kingdom's base camp, but he actually still felt like he was being spied on by the evil dragon Rider.
"You're talking about engraving his strength - who does he think he is? Damn it!"
Damn it, that human being looked down upon me like this! Damn, hateful——
Wolfurun wants to make himself angry, so that he can at least stimulate his desire to win. Next time, it will be a shame!
However, that shocking sword still made him remember it deeply. Thinking of the evil dragon's eyes, Wolfurun felt no resentment in his heart, only fear.
It's obviously just a human being, why is it so scary!?
"Hahaha, Wolfurun, you ran so fast, you must have lost to Pretty Cure again!" A generous and tall red humanoid stood in front of him, forcing him to stop.
The monster carrying a huge Kanabo, wearing tiger skin, with sharp horns and bright red body was the standard image of an evil ghost. This "Akaoni" started to laugh at him with a smile.
"It's really useless, Wolfurun. Are you so scared by Pretty Cures? Then just watch and see how heroic I am when I defeat those little girls for you next time!"
"No!"
After hearing the development of the slander that misunderstood him, Wolfurun rebutted him emotionally. "That's not the case. If a strange human hadn't suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation this time, Pretty Cure would have been defeated by me!"
"Ha, human? What idiot are you talking about?" Wolfurun's panicked look made Akaoni unwilling to believe him. "Except for Pretty Cure, human beings are all spineless guys who will get depressed when they see a tragic ending. How could you possibly disrupt the situation? You guy, couldn't you have deliberately made it up for fear of our ridicule?"
"That's not true, that person——"
"Oh oh oh~~"
A sweet and twisted voice sounded from behind the two people who were arguing. The exaggerated and exaggerated tone was filled with a certain kind of coldness that could penetrate into the bones of both the enemy and ourselves.
"So, could you please describe that person?"
The figure walking out of the darkness was a clown wearing a purple and white costume, a red, yellow and blue clown hat, and a pale mask covering half of his face, only revealing the arc of his weird smile.
"Joker!"
The name of the person who called out, whether it was Wolfurun or Akaoni, showed a nervous and slightly disgusted expression on their faces.
If Wolfurun and Akaoni were quarreling with colleagues and friends before, then the expressions they show now are the expressions of the picket team leader who came to inspect when you were fishing.
This guy dressed as a clown is the "ghost card" of their immediate boss "Emperor Pierrot". Because of his overly weird style, no one in the Tragedy Kingdom (including King, a total of five people) likes him.
After all, who knows if he would attack one of his own just for fun!
"Which guy?" Wolfurun, who was disgusted, just wanted to get rid of this guy Guipai quickly. "What he claims to be called curry... Wang Jian, to Wang Jian!"
"This guy, he can move without being affected like us in the tragic ending, and he can also use a very dark and powerful sword to turn into a dragon-like armored man, and defeat the clown with one sword!"
"Did the dragon-like armored man knock down the clown in one fell swoop with his sword?" Guipai's reaction was completely exaggerated. When he heard this answer, he was shuffling the cards that appeared in his hand with a strange smile. He was playing various fancy shuffling skills and made his own sweet voice. "Does it sound fake~ Or is it the new friend Pretty Cure found?"
"No, that's not necessarily true. After all, he defeated all those Pretty Cures and sealed away the transformers of three of them."
"The transformer that sealed Pretty Cure?" Wolfurun and the others saw his stunned expression for the first time, and all the cards in his hand fell down.
Just when they were wondering if this guy was out of his mind, Guipai suddenly covered his face and laughed.
"Hahahahaha——"
Guipai's laughter kept echoing in the castle, causing Witch Reina, who finally got up, to fall to the ground again in fright.
"This is really interesting! Maybe he is our friend." After hearing what Wolfurun said, Guipai made a decision in his heart.
I have to meet this friend of ours. After all, it would be a pity if such an interesting person cannot work for our Emperor Pierrot~
"But." The smirking Guipai stretched out his hand under Wolfurun's vigilant expression. Then, with everyone's expressions of seeing a ghost, he casually took out a small dot hidden under the werewolf's fur.
"Ah la la, it seems that our friend is not very friendly." The micro tracker with red light flashing between his fingers made Guipai narrow his eyes. "Wolfurun dear~ Can you please explain what this is?"
"I-how do I know~"
This answer made Guipai let out another burst of iconic weird laughter. It seemed that he did not expect to get the answer from Wolfurun. Guipai just stared at the constantly flashing red light.
"Well, it seems we have to hold a welcome party or something for Mr. Wang Jian. Maybe he can come and get along well with us~" As he spoke, he shook his head again. "No, compared to this."
His dexterous fingers twisted the small dot that kept flashing red light, until Guipai turned his wrist and turned the tracker into a bright red rose like magic.
"Why don't you let me take the initiative to invite this guest~"
Chapter 15 Villain vs. Villain
What the world needs is me... or them?
Now, even if we can get a glimpse of Mirai, everything is still unknown until the actual facts are reached.
In order to isolate to a certain extent the influence of too frequent predictions, Ash was now equipped with a separate piece of equipment on his right hand that perfectly fit the size of his palm. The gauntlet reflected the rounded fine iron glow. Following Ash's movements, he was constantly tapping the wooden table in front of him with his sharp fingertips, and soon a small hole was drilled out of the tabletop.
In the deep and dark artificial cave, Ash crossed his hands under his chin. His eyes were covered by strange reflections and he could not see his expression.
At this time, Ash is thinking about such philosophical issues, thinking... thinking... thinking...
Ash swung his hands violently and kicked the table in front of him angrily. As the desk collapsed, all kinds of papers originally stacked on it scattered to the floor.
If anyone pays close attention, they will find that the handwriting that looks like graffiti on the pure white paper is all about bad end prophecies of various malicious intentions.
"[Kamen Rider expletive]! Why do I have to show my melancholy here alone? I don't like this atmosphere!"
"It is indeed my normal practice to fight with people I agree with, but this time I am not happy at all! Such forward-thinking calculations are not like me at all!"
As mentioned several times in the previous chapters, Ash is a real genius. But first, IQ is not equal to wisdom and emotional intelligence, and second, what Ash hates most is having to use his brain to live.
What kind of prophecy are you making... Just ignore Mirai and let him mess around, no matter what the bad end or dead end is!
While Ash was inexplicably angry and bursting with emotion, Dark Sword Tsukuyomi, who was letting go, began to emit an increasingly darker black light unsteadily.
Tsk, it's all my fault that Dark Sword made me see this kind of Mirai that I can't pretend not to see. It's all my fault that Pretty Cure influenced me and I can't turn a blind eye to this kind of thing! It's all my fault - isn't it still all my fault?
"Alas."
Ash let out a long sigh, as if he had experienced a terrible battle, and lay back limply on the back of the chair.
It's obviously my fault, but it's too ugly to blame others.
Be more mature, Ash. You are no longer a child.
"Tch, I feel so bad!"
Originally he was just venting his unhappiness, but the more he talked, the more he convinced himself, and now he became even more unhappy.
"Forget it, what are you talking about now?"
"What's more important than Mirai is the matter in front of me. The two pink and blue ones have a relatively strong will to fight. After I pass this time, if they are not overwhelmed by the sense of oppression, they should have become stronger in fighting spirit and strength in desperate situations."
Although, even so, I don't think that the strong me will lose.