"I'm just... secretly drawing some boring things by myself. No, I don't really want to... wu, wu... disgusting-!"
Uncomfortable, disgusted, and depressed. She was obviously a victim who had been bullied and had her power sealed, but was teased like this. The unspeakable grievances turned into straightforward emotions. Yayoi wanted to hold it back, but could no longer hold it in. Transparent tears fell from the girl's eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's true." Seeing the crystal tears falling down Yayoi's chin, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next second, Ash became a little confused. "Are you really crying?"
No, didn't I just tease you? You haven't taken it seriously yet. Are you too much of a crybaby?
"Okay, okay, it's my fault, okay, I shouldn't tease you." Ash had no choice but to sigh and raise his hands in surrender. Seeing Yayoi's aggrieved look and tears, he had no choice but to hand over the handkerchief Itsuki gave him.
"You drew your comics seriously, right? It's not boring stuff. I mean, it's very good. I'm serious."
The last words Ash agreed with were like a switch, making Yayoi stop crying.
"Really, really?"
This person actually thinks that my comics are very good? Could it be that you deliberately wanted to see the prelude to my joke?
Yayoi, who didn't dare to refuse, carefully took the handkerchief. When he wiped away his tears, he saw a rather girlish sunflower pattern embroidered on the handkerchief, which made Yayoi feel a little relieved.
"I am only a liar when I need to lie to people. The rest of the time I don't bother telling weak lies."
After making the other party cry, Ash's inexplicable and wonderful speech inexplicably hit Yayoi's point of laughter, making her almost laugh out loud.
"Pfft, what is that? I don't know the meaning at all..."
What's going on with this person?
For the first time, Yayoi, who was arguing with Ash, was vaguely aware of the troubled man standing in front of him.
This real-life "villain" character seems to be similar to the villains on TV who are either straightforwardly evil or funny and badass.
Not all the same.
Chapter 36 Dad is Kamen Rider?
During the battle, Ash, as an enemy, didn't bother to pay attention to whether he was crying or shouting.
But in daily life, I casually make girls cry and so on... I feel a bit embarrassed about my face.
"Really, although I said I'm not a good person, I think I'm not a bad person now."
No matter how you say it, I have been cleared, right?
"Really, are you really not angry?" Yayoi asked cautiously, still worried. Ash could only shake his head when he saw this.
Will Ash be angry?
No, of course he will not be angry, because he was indeed beaten by fourze with Rocket Switch. Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is what actually happened after all. Why would he be angry?
"But I can draw Kamen Rider. Do you like heroes?"
"I-I like it, what's wrong?"
Ash smiled.
"I like it too, so if even I agree, aren't you a pretty good painter?" Ash clapped his hands and returned the picture book to Yayoi who hurriedly caught it. "Why don't you just stop being Pretty Cure and become a cartoonist?"
You must know that many of your seniors only want to do their own thing and sneer at being a hero. They can't envy your conditions.
"This has nothing to do with you..."
Yayoi, who was holding the picture book and curling his lips, calmed down his dissatisfaction with a voice as thin as a mosquito's chirp, but he was also faintly happy that the other party praised him.
Ah, no, Yayoi, you can't be fooled by this person's kindness! He is a bad guy who bullies you, a nasty villain Kamen Rider!
"However, I didn't expect that you also like heroes and so on..."
It is rare for Ash to express such sentiments. Ever since he was criticized for being too childish after his true identity was revealed, Ash has rarely talked to others about his love for "shine" and "heroes". Now he can actually meet a like-minded person in the world of Pretty Cure, which really surprises him.
"What, what's wrong?" Yayoi, who thought that the other boy was just like other boys, laughing at his hobby, pursed his lips and hugged the picture book in his arms tighter. "I just like comics and cartoons about heroes, can't I?!"
"No, if you think so, it's better to say it's a big welcome!"
When I was a kid, I didn't have anyone with whom I could discuss things with. Today I just discovered that the person I love is a woman! This is really rare. Friends are common, but brothers with the same XP are not common!
The eyes of Ash, who was inexplicably happy, began to sparkle. Not long ago, he reminded himself of his vow not to have too much contact with other Pretty Cure. In the face of this passion, Ash was thrown into the Java Kingdom.
"Look, you like heroes, and I also like heroes. You like (being) Pretty Cure, and I also like (playing) Pretty Cure! We are so in sync with each other, we are almost half-brothers... Ahem, they are only real brothers and sisters. In fact, they should be good friends, right?"
"Is that so... It's not right!" Yayoi, who was almost surrounded by Ash, stared at the black bean eyes and shook his head quickly. "I'm different from you. I like it because -" I almost stopped shouting the words Yayoi that I wanted to say in my heart, and the momentum I originally raised slowly weakened.
I like heroes, although heroes are very handsome... but they are more than that.
"I want... to be as brave as a hero."
"Really?" Ash nodded slightly as he understood something. "That's why you reacted so badly when I sealed the transformer."
However, I don't feel like I did anything wrong.
"But." Ash shook his head coldly in front of her. "You can't become the hero you want if you fight with only the mentality of longing. You can't become the hero with only courage -"
Yayoi's back molars were clenched by himself.
Ash's words were like a thunderbolt that struck the world of Yayoi, or in other words, ignited something.
"That's not the case. Don't act like you are right in everything!"
You always look aloof and judge others casually, as if everything is justified by you. What do you know?!
Ash once again showed a cold and negative attitude. This time it violated the most important part of Yayoi, and completely detonated her suppressed emotions. This time, what shone in the crystal clear water was no longer grievance, but her dissatisfied anger.
This was the first time she dared to speak to Ash in such a loud voice.
"I didn't like Ash from the beginning! Actually - actually..."
"Actually, when I was very young, the person who liked tokusatsu heroes was my father."
Yayoi, whose eyes were red, kept blinking and holding back tears. In order to prove the innocence of her heart, the girl told Ash something private that she would never tell him.
"He would take me to watch the special films he liked. At that time, I was not interested in handsome heroes or heroes who defeated monsters. I also thought monsters were scary, and the way they looked like they would get hurt while fighting was scary..."
What I liked at that time was not the hero, but the handsome and gentle father who accompanied me.
Until I was five years old, my father suddenly disappeared from my life.
"At that time, I kept asking my mother, mom, mom, where is dad? Why didn't he come home to hug me again? Did he not like Yayoi?" Listening to Yayoi's distorted and fuzzy voice due to crying but full of true feelings, even Ash quietly became a listener.
"Then, my mother at that time told me while holding the same Kamen Rider doll as on TV." At this point, the girl's tearful expression turned into a nostalgic smile. "My mother said that my father is actually Kamen Rider. The righteous Kamen Rider is a good partner in protecting children, so he goes on TV every week to defeat weirdos for other children who like him... so he is always very busy and has no way to accompany me."
At that time, I really believed that.
"So I go to the TV every week to cheer for Kamen Rider and cheer for my dad."
After losing his father and only living with his mother, he felt lonely without someone beside him. Yayoi began to yearn for a hero, or in other words, for his father.
Yayoi, who believed that his father was Kamen Rider, gradually fell in love with the hero who fought for justice.
"I have always believed... I believe that if dad has no time to protect other children, I will be good and cheer for him, so that he can defeat the enemy as soon as possible and go home earlier."
I really hope that the hero can save me like he saves others in cartoons. I hope that Kamen Rider can touch my head like before when he takes off his helmet.
"It wasn't until the broadcast of Kamen Rider that year was over that I gradually grew up and realized that there was no Kamen Rider in this world, and my father was just an ordinary person who went to heaven, not a hero."
That was just a lie my mother made up to keep me from being too sad.
"Kamen Rider and heroes exist." Ash added instinctively. "I am Kamen Rider, and the hero is Pretty Cure."
"I know, I know!"
So when I saw your real Kamen Rider appear, I even thought...
But why, the Kamen Rider that really appears in this world... looks like this!
Even though her eyes were so cute and unintimidating, Yayoi still glared at Ash angrily.
"I, hate it!" Yayoi, who was holding the picture book, pushed forward with both hands, pushing Ash away from his face. After that, his twinkling tears fell in the air in front of Ash.
I hate you!
I hate you for destroying my reality and destroying my fantasy!
Hate, hate, hate! I hate you, the self-righteous bad Kamen Rider, even more than the people who hate Tragedy Kingdom!
"People like you, don't destroy Kamen Rider (Dad) in my heart!"
Seeing Yayoi's back running away in tears, Ash's imaginary hand squeezed tightly and weakly let go.
Chapter 37 Tragedy Kingdom's Darkness Chen Cang
An emotion similar to "sadness" rose from the bottom of Ash's heart, and then slowly fell.
"System, did I screw up again this time?"
I am lonely because I am incompatible with the surrounding environment, so I fall in love with the heroes who always shine, even if there is no special reason.
And this woman also fell in love with the hero because of her loneliness, but her loneliness was caused by other reasons, not to mention that what she did was equivalent to dragging out the way of survival deep in her heart and stepping on it, then standing on the moral high ground with her hands on her hips and laughing at her.
Put yourself in the other person's shoes and think about it... Tsk, sympathy for others is really not suitable for me!
If it were his former self, he would certainly be able to say such cold-blooded words that he didn't care. After all, what does other people's affairs have to do with him? He didn't bother to pay attention to the unenlightened common people.
But now, Ash, who has been walking so far, is no longer a cold and indifferent person who is indifferent to such things and feels empty.
Even though "Ashes" has a "Darkness Ring" on his chest that can absorb all light sources, it is almost filled with something warmer than light.
[Ash, whether it is light or dark, you always have the power to choose. ] The system screen popped up in front of Ash in a timely manner, with words in italics typed on it. [So in the same way, rather than saying it is good or bad, the power to decide the right or wrong track of something comes from your own decision. ]
"If you even say that." Ash, who felt that he was in a bad mood, sighed.
"I did something sorry for others."
I thought about how I had sworn to myself not long ago, saying, "I'm too lazy to mind their business!" and "I don't want to be a guide for others anymore." Now I might as well slap myself in the face.
"No, this is different."
Ash immediately found a reason for himself.
"I'm just making up for the mistakes I made."
The memories in my mind, although there are inevitable deficiencies caused by the purification of Dark Echo, are no longer vague.
Those who have spent time with Ash always say that it was his wonderfulness that changed them.
"But the principle is the same." The metal gauntlet on his right hand held the hilt of the Holy Sword at his waist, making a crisp metal collision sound. "In terms of changing myself, you have also changed me."
If I am so arrogant that I don't want to admit something like this, my former friends will probably look down on me.
Ash Without hesitation, he followed the girl's disappearing back.
Kise Yayoi ran aimlessly until she really had no strength, then she sat down on the ground and stopped. As she collapsed from exhaustion, several textbooks popped out from behind her.
"Ah, my school bag!"
The time when they met the clown monster this time happened to be when they were out of school. They met before they could put down their schoolbags. So it was not until Yayoi, who was sitting on the ground now, that he realized that his little schoolbag with Ultraman painted on it had forgotten to zip it up.
He quickly opened the school bag for inspection, and after making sure that he had not dropped anything, Yayoi breathed a sigh of relief and put the picture book on his hand into the school bag.
Feeling a little distressed, I put the slightly bent picture book next to other books. Only then did Yayoi realize that the most important exercise book was not in the bag!
"Hey, how could it be? Did you drop it when you met him? Or maybe you forgot it in school - ah."
When she thought about the teacher's disappointed expression when she couldn't hand in her homework tomorrow, Yayoi panicked again. Just when she didn't know what to do, the girl remembered the whole reason.
By the way, how could I be so panicked that I could forget about this? Today's teacher assigned practical homework, so I didn't bring an exercise book with me.
I was so sloppy now. I was so angry with that man that I actually forgot about it. Let me look at my notebook. What are you going to do for today's practical task?
"Today's homework is to let us, as honest adolescents, re-understand the meaning of our names."
In other words, I have to go to my parents and ask them how their name came about and whether it has any meaning...
The notebook was quietly put back into the bag by Yayoi. Yayoi, who had his head hanging down, was silent in a low voice. After a while, he made a soft sound.
"It's really, really unfortunate."
The name "Yayoi" of Kise Yayoi was given to me by my father.
Obviously I don't want to discuss this kind of thing right now...