Kamen Rider is the Villain in Pretty Cure

Kamen Rider is a Villain to the Pretty Cures Author: Wandering Soul Who Slashes and Slashes

Synopsis:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to get close to the Pretty Cures."

"You've misunderstood me, buddy. I'm talking about you, appearing as a mysterious third party, acting as both good and bad, constantly collecting darkness. What is it all for? Where are you ultimately going? Who are you fighting for?"

"To take a few Pretty Cures as wives."

[Extra] Case File 1 The Twenty-First Century is Crying

Books have drafts and final versions, and so does the world.

It takes countless revisions and modifications to complete the final "final version."

"Is this... uncountable already?"

The decadent man stretched and stood up from his desk piled high with books, holding the newly completed "book" in his hand.

He lightly tapped the numbers on each bookshelf, walking to the corresponding one. The remaining gaps should be enough to fit about two more books, right?

He nudged the previous book slightly and placed the new one. Faint traces flickered from the beginning to the end.

"Looks like I'll have to make a new one after this next one,"

The man thought this and walked back to his desk.

There were things that needed to be handled, and this time it had to be urgent.

He picked up a piece of paper he no longer needed, watching the text spread and link. The paragraphs made of text seemed like a diary, but a diary shouldn't record future events. The intertwined paragraphs, telling stories of despair, ultimately turned the manuscript paper into meaningless, pitch-black sheets.

He shook it as if disgusted, then casually fed it into the shredder. He sorted out the pieces belonging to the same version and put them in as well.

More versions, first draft, second revision, third revision...

He no longer intended to look at them. The man simply stared at the growing pile of shredded paper inside the machine, mechanically feeding stack after stack into the slot.

The future, as expected, is an unchangeable existence...

"!"

Burning pain flowed through his fingertips, and his movements stopped. The man gently blew on his pained finger, then turned his head with dissatisfaction, wanting to see what it was...

"It" didn't speak, nor did it make any movement.

What was in front of the man was somewhat too astonishing.

It was a ball of flame.

A faint, tiny ball of flame dancing on the manuscript paper, yet it was active.

Surprised and delighted, he got up and brought his hands closer, but then stopped. This captivating miracle was too fragile. If he interfered, the small surprise might be shattered.

He slowly sat down, his gaze level with the pink, flower-like cluster.

"The future has changed on its own, this is truly amazing!"

"Ah—a miracle?"

The flame began to spread outwards, but the manuscript paper bearing the flower remained unharmed.

On the manuscript paper that wrote of the future and despair, the flame left an unprecedented new hope.

[Go over time & space...]

[A person from another world beyond infinite worlds, comes to meet a certain woman]

[To engrave this new moment]

That day, only one miracle was active in this vast study.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword.

The Pretty Cures continuously swung their radiant holy swords, each blow carrying almost all their strength.

"Precure! Sacred Sword!!!"

Blinding light erupted as the raised holy sword shone like another sun, emanating infinite power.

"Yaaah!!!" With a roar, she slashed the light towards the battered Doomsday Monster. Under the scorching light, its terrified and unwilling roar gradually faded. As the light dispersed, the monster's massive body had been completely vaporized, and the chaotic energy that composed it returned to the heavens.

She shakily stood up, her exhausted hands trembling. The Melody Holy Sword felt heavier than ever before.

"It's over..." She softly reassured herself, Cure Yell sitting on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Precure!"

"Thank you, Cure Yell!"

Tomorrow Energy repaired the damage caused by the monster. Gradually, from these areas, unfamiliar voices began to be heard. She suppressed the unbearable pain behind a smiling face, waved to everyone who had survived, and then used her dwindling strength to leave the scene.

Reaching a deserted place, her flashy pink skirt, similar to a cheerleading uniform, dissolved into specks of starlight.

Leaning against the wall, utterly exhausted, Nono Hana's lower back, which had been hit earlier, still ached faintly. Even several deep breaths couldn't alleviate the pain that had seeped into her bones. Fine beads of sweat kept forming on her forehead.

If it were two years ago, an attack like that wouldn't even have grazed my clothes! But I didn't expect that now— Hiss! It hurts, it really hurts! My back, which I bumped the other day, got hit again today, so it hurts! Did I overestimate my own capabilities?

"Hah... Hah, ah! Gotta hurry, I've only got fifteen minutes until the deadline."

Without stopping to rest, Nono Hana tidied her slightly rumpled supermarket uniform and, suppressing the pain, hurried towards her father's supermarket.

My name is Nono Hana, 22 years old! I'm single, but it's more accurate to say I've never even been in love... Oh no, I'm getting sidetracked!

Not too long ago, I was the president of the "Hope Tomorrow Company," aiming to bring happiness to everyone. But due to a failed investment in my startup, I went bankrupt and am now working part-time at my father's supermarket... The gap between then and now is just too huge, sob sob sob!

But actually, in secret, I'm a Pretty Cure whose true identity no one knows! Since a long time ago, I've been protecting everyone as Cure Yell, fighting Doomsday Monsters that threaten the world all by myself. Pretty cool, right? But you have to keep it a secret from everyone~

"Ring ring~" Nono Hana was startled by the sudden ringing from her own body and fumbled in her pocket for her phone, then pressed the answer button.

"Yes, Saya? I'm so sorry, I really didn't have time last time... Yes, this time, this time I definitely won't be late! Hehe, trust your little Hana one more time!"

Last time, I was delayed by a Doomsday Monster that just happened to appear. Speaking of which, that was a really close call. By the time I finally won, everyone else had already left.

Juggling both sides, the unpredictable Doomsday Monster invasions consumed all my free time. Although my failed startup didn't leave me with any debt to make life harder, work was never easy.

Without a miracle, without a change, my body would be worn down and I would be defeated. It seemed like only a matter of time.

"Will it be like this...?"

As Nono Hana was about to leave, she suddenly heard the sound of a rushing river from the other side of the woods. Even though she didn't know anything, her instincts drove her to ignore the fact that taking a detour might make her late. She pushed aside the bushes and ran towards the other side.

Perhaps it was due to fighting for so long without a break, but even Ash, who had only recently arrived in this new world, wasn't in the best condition.

The existence of Dark Echo was greater than he had imagined.

[The cleanup of Dark Echo last time was incomplete. You should rest—]

"Shut up! If I rest, I'll just have to watch the opportunity slip through my fingers!"

And I will never let go of any opportunity, even at the cost of my life!

Deep in the rushing river, the current continuously licked at Ash's face, trying to swallow him whole.

"Just... a little more!"

Finally, his hand reached the iron box in the center of the riverbed. Unfortunately, the current had already snapped the rope on his other hand that was serving as a tether!

Damn it, at this moment—Gulp, gulp!

This embarrassing way to die—

Unable to call for help, losing his footing, his body in such a bad state that he could barely move, he watched himself drown when suddenly a voice came from nearby.

"Hey! Are you hurt? Are you okay?!"

"Quick, grab my hand! I'll pull you!"

Ash couldn't see who was speaking, nor could he understand. He was clearly unable to move, yet upon hearing these words, his other hand subconsciously trembled and reached out in the direction of the voice.

It was a pair of delicate and small hands, but they possessed a determined grip. They tightly grasped Ash's hand, stepping into the river themselves, disregarding their own safety, and slowly dragging him away from the dangerous riverbank.

In that instant, Ash felt as if some kind of energy had been infused into his body. Although the amount was small, it was genuinely healing his already battered body and spirit.

Stamina, recovered?

He mustered all his strength and turned his head to the side, seeing the owner of those hands.

[Extra]Case File 2 The Unseen Future

"Hooah—!"

So tired, really so tired. It feels like all my Tomorrow Energy has been drained from me, hahaha...

Putting all her strength into it, feeling like her arms were about to be ripped from her shoulders, Hana slumped onto the grass. The person she had desperately saved from the river was kneeling on the ground, coughing desperately.

It was early autumn, and the river water was still cold. Her soaked work clothes sent a bone-chilling cold through her, making her tremble all over. But when she saw the man beside her, she couldn't help but smile.

It's good, I saved him.

"Why did you fall into the river? The water is high right now, it's very dangerous!"

"I..."

"Ah!" Seeing the hour hand on her watch about to point to a certain number, Nono Hana gasped. "I-I-I'm late! I'm so sorry, I have to go now!"

"You should go to the hospital quickly to avoid catching a cold, and please be careful next time!"

"Hey!"

Ash called out, but received no response.

"I feel... something's not right..."

Watching the pink-haired woman, who almost tripped over a stone at her feet again, stumble away, Ash swept the wet strands of hair clinging to his face aside.

Her actions... well, whatever. She's already gone, and there probably won't be another chance to see her again. More importantly, this thing...

Setting down the black box that was almost washed away by the river, it was this improperly deployed item that almost cost him his life without him accomplishing anything. He wanted to see what this was.

He turned it over and over, but couldn't find any switches. He clearly remembered seeing something like this before, but why couldn't he recall it... Oh!

Shaking the water out of his hair, he suddenly remembered that when he was fighting his way through the rapids in the river, the woman had placed her hand on the box and it had emitted a dazzling rainbow light...

I remember, I pressed it here, right?

"Now on start up, put your left hand into the box."

As his hand touched a certain spot on it, a crisp announcement came from the box.

"Hm?"

Seeing the empty slot in the center of the box, Ash hesitantly reached his hand inside.

The giant black box disassembled the moment his hand was placed in it. Only after a blinding light covered his entire arm and slowly faded did a small red device remain on his wrist.

"V—Commander mounted. V—Commander mounted. Will record your voice."

"Input the start up code."

"TIME FIRE TIME FIRE."

"Oh, so it unfolds like this."

The Oddity couldn't help but feel, This is really... I like it!

It's been a while!

Ash turned his back to the sun, slowly raising his hand in front of his face, then suddenly bringing it forward.

"TIME FIRE!!!"

"Hana, how did you end up like this!"

"I'm truly sorry, Dad—" Suddenly remembering she wasn't at home but at her workplace, Nono Hana bowed repeatedly in apology, feeling embarrassed. "No, I'm truly sorry, Manager!"