"Ash, then what should we do?"
The moment she learned that such a crisis would arrive in the not-too-distant future, Itsuki Meidoin immediately sought Ash for answers.
"Can we handle it with the power of us Pretty Cure? Please tell us what we should do—"
For someone who had once been the Student Council President, a sense of responsibility was only natural. But once that responsibility became too heavy, anxiety was bound to follow.
"Go to sleep."
So, faced with this situation and the girls' next ten thousand questions, Ash wore a solemn expression as he spoke three words completely at odds with it.
"It's already late. So my answer is, go obediently get into bed and sleep."
"...But I heard Rei and the others sleep with Ash over there, so I want Ash to put me to sleep too!"
Anyway, it was... hard to describe. When even her companions and the alien beside them cast shocked looks her way, Itsuki wanted nothing more than to hide in a crack in the ground. Even now, thinking back on it felt unbelievable—so shameless... Sometimes, she really did not know what she had been thinking.
Because she really wanted Ash to hug her?
And so, she really dreamed of it.
"I dreamed about it..."
Sitting up beneath the covers, the girl stretched lazily in the lingering sunlight by the window and casually brushed aside the loose hair draped over her shoulder. If anyone who knew her usual capable appearance saw her looking so languid now, they would surely be quite surprised.
Perhaps because of what Ash had said yesterday, she had slept remarkably well for the first time in a long while, despite having been somewhat anxious.
"It felt like such a wonderful dream... Hm?"
As she pushed away the blanket before