Kirara hated it.
Everyone had gathered together, yet she alone had been left behind... She knew they probably hadn't meant to, and they weren't deliberately treating her this way, but still.
Kirara hated it.
We were the Pretty Cure. Minami, HaruHaru, Yui, and I were supposed to be friends!
But the parts that belonged to us were gradually being "sucked away" from our side by someone who had once been an enemy and was now someone she hated!
He was still as self-centered as ever, and none of the things she hated about him had changed. Yet everyone's opinion of him had changed.
"Jerk."
The girl stomped hard behind his back, only to feel even worse afterward!
No, she was supposed to hate talking badly about people behind their backs. Even if she disliked someone, she should say it clearly to their face!
"Ash! I'm telling you—"
True to her nature, Kirara immediately strode around to stand in front of Ash, but in doing so, she ignored where she was stepping.
"Kirara, wait!"
"Huh?"
Haruka's hasty warning came a step too late. The girl, who hadn't noticed in advance, stepped right into the pile of fallen leaves Ash had painstakingly swept together.
"What was that?"
Leaning alone against the railing, Amanogawa Kirara—who had never easily shown her true feelings on her face before—was quietly stewing in anger.
Thinking about how she had accidentally destroyed the results of someone else's half-day of work with one careless step, Kirara naturally felt depressed.
If that had been all, it would have been fine. Even if it had been someone she hated, Kirara would surely have found a way to make up for her mistake. But that wasn't the problem.
"He said something like, 'You even went out of your way to do that.