Kamen Rider is the Villain in Pretty Cure

"Nono Hana is my wife."

In the dark confrontation, the wind blew at the corners of their clothes. The face of the person holding the gun was completely covered by shadow, revealing only two eyes filled with malice. Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere present was enough to easily strangle any intruder.

If the original Ash had beaten him up and then left, considering he had more important matters to attend to, he wouldn't have bothered with this guy. But now that he was saying something so seriously, Ash had to properly "duke it out" with him.

After all, this was already a personal matter.

"According to my investigation, Nono Hana has always had a gloomy, sickly appearance since she was 13 because she didn't know how to dress up. No boy ever liked her growing up, and she's never even been confessed to," Revolver said as Ash lightly tapped his shoulder. With each tap, the man's demeanor shifted from relaxed to a dangerous crimson. "Her good sister even told me this specifically, telling me to pursue her boldly."

"So~ Mr. Stalker and Delusional Pervert," Ash's sarcastic tone made the man's expression twist even more. "You now have to properly explain yourself for saying that. Depending on your answer, I'll decide whether to beat you up, or... I'll have to kill you for a warm-up before saving her."

What do you know?

Angered by Ash's trash talk, he was the first to approach Ash.

Everything I said is true, and all of this was caused by you. Seeing Hana in this world suffer in a way she never did in her past, you still—you're too arrogant!

"Do you have the right to decide this!?"

The decadent man, also filled with anger and a surge of rebellious spirit, glared at the Ash in police uniform before him. The Rampage Energy rooted within him began to flow for the first time, ready to be unleashed through his hands.

However, before any of that could happen, Ash, with a red glow flashing in his eyes from behind, pinned the man against the wall with his arm around his neck, and directly shoved the Revolver pistol into the man's mouth.

What immense strength! The man tried to struggle, but Ash's overwhelming power drove him into the cracks of the wall behind him.

"Don't answer a question with a question!" Ash's hidden brutal side was fully revealed at this moment. Disregarding everything, Ash violently struck the man's teeth with the gun barrel. "Didn't your elementary school teacher teach you such a simple principle?!"

[Extra]Case File 72 Ash: I am the Cuckold!

The beret-wearing man in a police uniform was shoving the gun barrel into the mouth of another young man in a white shirt, pressing his head down and forcing him harder into the cracks of the wall behind him.

It looked like a police officer apprehending a criminal, with a touch of excessive force. It was just that Ash wasn't a police officer, and the other man wasn't just a criminal that could be simply categorized.

"Hmph! Answer, can't open your mouth? You low-IQ, nine-point-something simpleton!"

Ash had his pride as a villain. Throwing a tantrum with trash talk was a rather crude way of characterization, and he usually disdained it.

But those words were useless against the current Ash. Besides those with a cuckold fetish, no man could remain calm in this situation. In any case, Ash was thoroughly pissed off.

"Who do you think you are, thinking you know so much? You know so much that you dare to act high and mighty in front of me? Huh!"

Crack!

With Ash's movement, a molar, along with blood, was pried from the man's mouth and rolled onto the ground.

As Ash tightened his grip, the man, unable to mobilize his Rampage Energy after being stunned, struggled desperately. His face gradually turned from blue to purple, then to a liverish color.

Ash finally let go with a blank expression just as the man was about to suffocate, allowing him to fall to the ground and cough loudly.

"Now, you little punk," Ash squatted down in front of him and said to him word by word in a deceptively friendly yet murderous tone. "If it were before, I might have found amusement in how you toyed with me. But now, I don't have the interest or the time."

He pulled a wind-up alarm clock from the rubble scattered behind him, wound it up, and placed it in front of the man with a ticking sound.

"Who you are, where you came from, what your relationship with Hana is, what useful information you know! No riddles, tell me everything, word for word, in a short amount of time."

"If you can't explain it clearly, your head will roll."

"Cough, cough, cough—cough!" The man glared resentfully at Ash before him, until decadence once again covered all his emotions. "You really lied to Hana so badly. Her falling in love with you is her greatest misfortune."

Click! The hammer of the Revolver was cocked, and the gun barrel, mixed with blood, saliva, and gunpowder, was pressed against the man's face. Ash, with a blank expression, tapped the ticking alarm clock.

"Nonsense also takes up time."

"My name is George Kurei, and I am Nono Hana's husband." Seeing Ash's finger press down, the man sped up his speech. "I am Nono Hana's husband from the future... Hana's husband from another world's future."

Ash picked up the alarm clock and wound it again.

"So," Ash pointed at the ultimate darkness engulfing the world behind him. "Is this a predetermined event in the future world?"

The so-called temporal correction force?

"Not necessarily, but Nono Hana, as Pretty Cure, will die protecting humanity. The subsequent destruction of the world by Rampage Energy is a predetermined event."

"Even if different worlds have different manifestations, this outcome is an unchangeable fact."

Different worlds? Ash, noting this crucial point for later, raised an eyebrow and continued his questioning.

"You know who I am?"

"Yes, an interdimensional traveler."

"What are you doing here in the past?"

"Looking for a way to save Nono Hana."

Although he seemed like a useless person, coming to the past to find a way to save his wife was somewhat reasonable... Wait.

Suddenly remembering something, his brain cells began to boil, and uncontrollable anger appeared on Ash's face.

From your tone, you arrived in this world before I did, so...

"You say you want to save her, so what have you done?"

Kurei lowered his head, his eyes still filled with decadence.

"...I've been observing, searching for a way to save her."

"You're talking about different worlds... So tell me, you weakling."

Ash's expression twisted as he grabbed the man by the collar, yanking him up from the ground where he lay sprawled.

"For the sake of supposedly saving Hana, how many times have you watched the woman you call your wife die—?!"

"My Hana once told me," the man said, his eyes filled with nostalgia for the past. "I don't need to do anything, she'll be the one to save everything, so I... I watched, I watched for a way to keep her alive."

Ash began to exude a killing intent that made him seem like a demon.

"As long as Hana can live, I once placed my hopes in you... but you ended up hurting her, leaving her in this state. That's when I finally understood."

As he spoke, the Curens in Ash's hand chuckled.

"I will find my teacher, and through his techniques, I'll harness Rampage Energy, just like Hana in this world is now."

"And the only way to keep Hana alive is to use Rampage Energy to bring the entire world to absolute stillness before she can grow. That way, no one will die anymore... Ultimately, only I can save her—"

"Stop putting on that act of despair for the world!"

Ash, whose anger could no longer be described, violently threw the Curens away. He crashed through the wall behind him, smashing into the door of a police car, only to be lifted up again by Ash, who followed closely behind.

"Setting aside this conclusion you've reached, you low-budget Lugiel."

"You stood by and watched your wife die in front of you, then gained the ability to traverse time and worlds. Your solution was to constantly watch different versions of her die, then use the Rampage Energy that killed her as your strength. And in the end, you want to make her fight meaningless, to let the Pretty Cure completely lose to the Doomsday Monster."

This was no longer someone who could be described as a surrenderer.

"I must say, Mr. Curens, your thought process truly astounds me."

Ash wanted to curse, but even with his moral standards, he couldn't find the words.

He desperately needed vocabulary more aggressive than "motherfucker," "newborn," or the "irritable old bros" from the forums.

"Stop deciding the world's fate on your own! That decision belongs to all the humans who strive to live in it, not to you, who watches with self-righteous aloofness!"

Ash's barrage of roars left the self-proclaimed noble Curens dizzy and speechless.

"You keep talking about saving Hana, but I see that in your eyes, besides the pitiful woman who was your wife at first, there's no one else!"

You're just treating the Hanas from other worlds as substitutes for the one in your heart, then watching them die to satisfy your own twisted desires.

"No, even she isn't your wife anymore," Ash sneered, landing another punch that blackened both of Curens' eyes. "She's my woman now!"

That's right, even if it's NTR, I'll steal Hana from you, you spineless little worm.

"Now, tell me!" Ash lifted the battered man and slammed him back into the dented car door. "About Rampage Energy, how do I save her!"

"Die!"

With a roar, Curens, who had finally gathered dark Rampage Energy, punched at the man who had "stolen" everything from him.

[Extra]Case File 73 Received! That Fiery Roar!

Ash grabbed the wrist of the hand that stabbed him with darkness, flipped him onto the ground with a shoulder throw, and then caved in the man's nose with a punch.

Although I can't accumulate special power in my body due to Dark Echo... do you think I haven't seen many guys like you who think they're close to gods after gaining power?

"Speak! Or I'll break every bone in your body!"

Even as heart-wrenching pain struck and his nose bled profusely, Curens refused to yield to this bastard who had stolen and hurt Hana.

"I have nothing to say to you!"

Ash remained silent, then suddenly flashed a rather terrifying smile at him.

Is that so?

That's great.

Curens, who had briefly lost consciousness, awoke to the sound of dragging friction behind him. When he opened his eyes again, all he saw was a mud-splattered car tire.

What... what is this...?

The man slowly looked up, meeting Ash's gaze, which was like looking at a dead man.

"No— you!"

You can't, you damn it, you can't!

In response to the man's shouts, Ash pushed aside the dazed and stripped police officer, and with utter indifference, pressed the V-Commander on his wrist. V-REX, standing on the car's accelerator, pressed the pedal.

The police car's engine roared, and the entire vehicle's weight bore down on the increasingly terrified man's neck. The foot on his chest prevented him from moving, and the tire pressed against his neck twisted his head. With precise control, it was positioned just short of completely snapping it.

Fear, pain, suffocation – it was difficult to describe Curens' feelings at that moment.

Ash was interrogating him... or rather, torturing him, and in his rage, he was enjoying it.

"How do I deal with this Rampage Energy?!" The thick sole of his shoe pressed down on the man's neck, preventing him from being crushed by the tire that spun and emitted a burning smell. "How do I eliminate its effects, how do I awaken her Tomorrow Energy!"

"You can't—!" Curens desperately reached out, slapping Ash's thigh repeatedly, his voice hoarse from screaming. "You can't do it, and I can't either! In so many worlds, Hana must have encountered a powerful enemy that no one could defeat, and that is the malice accumulated by humanity!"

Compared to the malice of all humanity, a single girl's flickering heart is too insignificant!

Ash said nothing, but bit his lip and then forcefully pressed the button on the commander again.

V-rex faithfully executed the order, pressing the accelerator down a little further.

The sudden increase in pressure and pain finally made Curens cry out. If the Rampage Energy weren't still inside him, he would surely be dead.

A lunatic—he's a lunatic, a lunatic who does whatever he wants!

If he were just a lunatic, how could he possibly save Hana? He couldn't, he absolutely couldn't!

Ash's thoughts were similar to his.

I'm not interested in listening to some deranged idiot wallowing in self-pity. I just need you to tell me what you know.

Ash deliberately gave him half a minute to recover.

"Do you know anything else?"

His voice, now devoid of anger, had turned demonic.

"Tomorrow Energy! Only Tomorrow Energy can purify Rampage Energy!" The man gasped for air, seemingly having lost all strength to resist. "But when Hana chose that Melody Holy Sword, she lost the ability to purify... The more enemies she defeated, the more Rampage Energy she accumulated, until she became this form in this world!"

"I don't know if others can do it, but the only one who can awaken Tomorrow Energy is herself. Only Hana's own hope for the future can save her!" The man's hair was disheveled, and his face, devoid of its previous intensity, wore an expression more wretched than tears. "But she's completely given up. She can't do it anymore. It's all because of you, it's all your fault!"

At first, he had hoped to save Nono Hana himself, but he had merely watched everything unfold from the beginning, so he couldn't.

Later, he hoped someone would save Nono Hana, even if it wasn't him, but he never received anyone until his hopes were dashed.

Until now, he had thought Ash could save Hana, but now, at this very moment, Kurei hated him even more than he had hoped Ash could save her.

Isn't it all your fault that Hana in this world is suffering like this, looking so pathetic?!

Ash, with his hand on the other's wrist, watched the man's pathetic display. Even when faced with the most hateful curses, he maintained an overly indifferent expression, as if he hadn't heard a word.

Finally, he released his hand, and the tire that had been crushing Kurei's neck moved away.