Kamen Rider as the Villain in Pretty Cure Chapter 45

"So, kid, if you want to save this world, you'd better come up with another plan."

"Here's the Super AI data you wanted."

Ash tossed a memory chip to Traum. Just as Traum gleefully reached for it, Ash's hand followed, pinning the chip to Traum's grasp, creating a stalemate.

"What do you mean?"

"You said you have technical data from special research in artificial intelligence. I want that too."

"This doesn't constitute a trade, kid."

Another red and blue dual-colored memory chip was tossed in front of him.

"Dr. Komyo-ji's research on the Conscience Circuit... something that can truly turn machines into people."

"Deal!"

[Extra]Case File 90 Tomorrow Unarrived

"Oysters..."

Hearing the sleeping murmurs of the beautiful pink-haired woman beside him, Ash opened his eyes from the warm covers. His still-undeveloped sense of smell allowed him to detect the lingering traces of their activities from the night before.

How long had it been since he'd been able to relax like this, without worrying about fighting, nestled in the embrace of happiness, even sleeping until he woke up naturally?

Ash recalled meticulously, carefully pondering his few remaining memories that hadn't faded, and only when he couldn't remember anything did he realize.

Ah, happiness, for me, this is actually the first time.

It's Hana's first time too, that's probably why we naturally came together like this, right?

"Slurp~ Ash... I can't eat any more..."

"You know you shouldn't eat too much, and you can stop?"

He unceremoniously pushed Hana, who was sleeping in a rather ungraceful pose, almost on top of his head, to the side. After pulling back the covers that were obscuring her, he casually caught the strap of her slip that had fallen to her shoulder. Ash prepared to begin his routine check, which would continue today as well.

His fingers traced across Hana's skin, as white and smooth as congealed fat, eliciting soft chuckles from the girl even in her sleep.

He opened his hand and gently parted the opening at her chest, his fingertip lightly brushing over the scar, a tender, fresh red mark. It was the trace of a "mutual destruction" left by Cure Yell and Time Fire on each other's chests. Compared to the hideous scar on his own left chest, Hana's scar was slowly healing under the Tomorrow Energy.

"Physical check... ok."

Since Ash began taking care of her personally, and with Hana painfully swallowing the special medicinal liquid every day, the Pretty Cure's body, with its reduced stress, was recovering at a rate that made her feel refreshed every night. It wouldn't be long before she could bid farewell to her past sickly state and regain her own healthy body.

"Alright, then next..."

Leaving her warm side, he changed into his going-out clothes with as much gentleness as possible to avoid waking her. It was only when everything was ready and he was about to leave that he realized her hand had somehow caught onto the hem of his clothes again.

Carefully, as if holding a treasure, Ash gently released her hand. He walked to the window and opened a small gap in the curtains of Hana's room, revealing water droplets clinging to the glass.

It's raining.

I walked through my "home," looked at the sleeping flowers and grass, kissed her sleeping face, and took another step, heading in the direction that was destined from the beginning...

"Time to go to work."

Whenever countless raindrops fell from the sky, landing on my hair and clothes. I would remember her cheers for me on that night of heavy rain. In that quiet midnight, I could hear the gentle tapping of raindrops on the stable roof.

It was so peaceful.

Below the Nono family's house, there was a place originally used for storing miscellaneous items. However, after Ash had spoken with the owner a while ago, he had expanded it into a dedicated underground studio.

He turned on a Max Power Engine, removed from a certain battle fighter and used to power the basement independently. As the lights gradually illuminated, countless futuristic holographic and mechanical structures were revealed before Ash. Most eye-catching of all was what lay on the workbench at the center of these objects.

A metal robot with sharp angles lay on the workbench. Divided by a partition in the middle, its body was split into a red left half and a blue right half. Both the red "Conscience Circuit" section and the blue "Battle Circuit" section were in excellent condition according to the data displayed on the computer!

"The data Traum gave is actually quite useful. I'm almost tempted to praise him."

Using the "Lulu V 1.0" AI data he had exchanged, Ash had successfully made several distinctly different processes compatible on a single robot, making it possible to create this robot.

Similarly, Ash, who had obtained information from Traum, had no intention of just waiting to die. At the very least, he wanted to do something before he died.

The flowing data indicated that the time had come. He took out the pure white headphones he had prepared and fitted them onto the robot's head. Seeing the blue light indicating normal operation turn on, Ash pulled out the jet-black Rise Key, connected by countless cables, from the computer. Then, he pressed the switch on it.

"[Soldier Ash]."

Ash placed the key onto the headphones and watched the data transfer, quietly waiting for a miracle to descend.

During this time, he had even kept it from Hana, being so busy he was running off his feet, all for this robot. Ash had applied almost all the techniques he knew and had acquired to it.

The self-repairing body made of special alloys goes without saying. The core hardware and software that formed this "unit" included: the "Technological Singularity" of the HumaGear, Kikaider's "Conscience Circuit" that could distinguish good from evil, Metalder's versatile "Battle Circuit," and a "Super AI" chip copied from Stronger Parson.

The basic network was sourced from Vaglass's hacking technology, and the assembly of these components followed the formula of the "B-Series Robot." Finally, after assembling them using the stolen "Chebur Star People" technology, and even fearing the consequences of complete mechanization being too monotonous, Ash utilized the biological technology of "Yapool" and the "Modified Experiment Empire Mess." In the end, he even used the metaphysical power taught to him by "Great Witch Pandora" as a boost.

All this effort and painstaking work ultimately created the "Robot Construct" before Ash, a masterpiece that encompassed everything.

"Almost there, almost there."

Seeing all his data being imported into the robot's core, Ash also showed the joy of a bountiful harvest.

In fact, not only regarding the Rampage Energy, but even the system had said that he was almost certainly going to die. If that was the case, he couldn't just leave Hana to suffer alone and lonely, could he? After all, it would be too cruel for her to finally gain his love only to be separated.

If that's the case, then he would use this technology to create an invincible "me" that would never be damaged! Such a "me" would surely be able to continue protecting and loving her after he was gone, and Hana's happiness would continue...

"Happiness..."

"Her happiness..."

Thinking about the less than a month we've spent together, thinking about the times she was always with me, the happiness when the pink-haired woman fully trusted and leaned into me as she rested on my shoulder, Ash's originally calm expression began to change.

Just as the robot was 99% complete with its reading, Ash roared and kicked it off the workbench.

"This piece of junk can't make her happy at all—!"

Hana's happiness is only found when she's with me!

"Ahhh..."

Clutching his head, Ash slumped down, ignoring the robot's body that rolled on the ground, flickered a few times, and then its eyes went out. Ash now let out a pained sound.

Hana... tell me, what should I do?

"What are you worrying about?"

A familiar presence approached from behind. It was Hana's arms wrapping around him from behind, gently hugging him and warming Ash.

"I'm agonizing over how to make you happy," he said, the bitter words almost impossible to utter.

"You don't need to say anything extra, okay? As long as I'm with Ash, no matter the minute, no matter the second, I, Hana, am happy."

"Hana..."

I know everything you say is true.

But this is precisely what I'm agonizing over.

[Extra Chapter]Case File 91 Dream?

["Your body has almost recovered, but don't think you can be reckless like before. It's so late, you should go to sleep."]

"Hehe." Listening to the man on the other end of the phone express his growing concern, happiness and sweetness seemed to drip from her face. "Got it~ Boyfriend! Good night then."

["...Good night."]

Cherishing this sweetness in her heart, the pink-haired woman closed her eyes with satisfaction.

I am Nono Hana.

I'm a terrible woman who was bullied since childhood and couldn't do anything right. I'm bad at studying, I have no insight, and my lack of basic observational skills resulted in my company finally going bankrupt after I finally managed to open it.

Even after growing up, I tried to say goodbye to my decadent past self and appear more cheerful, but the result looked more like the performance of a clown with a red nose in a circus.

From the outside, I'm also a gloomy, unappealing woman. Apart from a few close friends and my family, strangers on the street wouldn't even glance at me, right?

I am Cure Yell.

I appeared in this world several years ago as a middle schooler. I am the only "light" that can fight against "Rampage Energy," a legendary warrior (Precure) who fights against Doomsday Monsters.

To outsiders who don't know her true identity, this Cure Yell is so powerful, so beautiful, a person who can always stand up and fight to protect them, humanity's "last shield."

However, beneath this series of impressive titles, no one ever saw the little girl who, while spitting blood, was running a marathon, falling to the ground, groaning, and struggling to get back up.

Until... he appeared.

That person, the man who did right and wrong, who took a long detour, but ultimately healed me both physically and mentally.

He was like a spark flying into my "world," unscrupulously burning away everything that blocked his path, including everything that had always troubled me.

My beloved will come to save me, riding a mechanical dinosaur with fire under his feet... Heh, that's quite unromantic for a fairy tale.

He's truly a peculiar person... Ash~

Even though everything is so happy.

He loves me, and I love him.

He will protect me, and of course, I will protect this world, protect our small home, and protect him! Protect this hard-won happiness!

All hardships have finally come to an end, allowing me to have this beautiful...

This is what I originally thought...

This is how it should have been...

Until I had a dream.

In the dream, I became a tall, handsome man with a strong, reliable chest.

The man in the dream was spirited but couldn't find his goal. Only after losing it did he feel, in the face of that unforgettable pain, how important something he had lost truly was.

However, the man in the dream, though pained and sad, did not despair. He chose to charge forward without hesitation, whether it was courage or recklessness, he simply chose without hesitation or confusion to follow the goal in his heart, shattering all the "walls" that stood in his way!

Later, the man experienced a happiness he had never known before from a woman. He, who had never understood, was easily satisfied.

The contented man enjoyed and felt this "love." He didn't mind changing his original disposition. Having someone he wanted to possess and protect, he was willing to set aside other things and fight for them.

However...

The man was running.

"Ash..."

Hana's face showed pain and distress in her sleep. The sweat streaming down her face quickly soaked the pillowcase and her clothes.

The man was fighting.

"Ash..."

Hana tossed and turned in her nightmare, calling out the man's name, but no one answered her. Her empty hands seemed to reach for something, only to grasp at air.

Behind her was the darkness of the past, a persistent hostility that had followed the man all along.

Before her lay the fated choice, the final, inevitable destiny that would surely lead to a shattering light.

The man, caught in this dilemma, did not despair. He had always persisted in fighting against it, which was why he had been running and battling all this time.

Until now, the man who had never been troubled by feelings had chosen to stop for "love."

And then.

The man roared with all his might.

The man fought with all his strength.

Then, the light and darkness that had followed rushed forward, engulfing him, who was no longer fighting for survival but only to buy time.

Until even the last trace of "happiness" that had once existed.

Was swallowed up and disappeared.

"Ash—!"

Hana woke up, throwing off the covers. Drenched in sweat, her back was soaked as she gasped for air like a drowning person just pulled ashore.

Her mind was in chaos, filled only with an inexplicable panic and pain. This "dream" that had brought her such confusion reminded her of the past. The "Tomorrow Energy," which symbolized the power of future hope, had given her premonitory dreams like this, warning her about the future, when her physical condition was still good.

"But I haven't had one in a long time..."

"It's just a dream."