Seeing Ash's somewhat surprised look, Dark Precure recalled the past and imitated the bright smile she remembered.
"Just like when you always used to accompany me when we went out."
It was still Hope Flower City, still the market near the station. As the two walked the streets together again after so many years, they both inexplicably felt as though they were revisiting an old place. But unlike last time, when Ash had dragged along an uninterested Little Dark, this time Little Dark was the one pulling Ash along.
Her fluttering skirt swayed with the breeze and her steps. Little Dark simply watched the cars passing along the road, hand in hand with Ash as they strolled.
She said nothing, yet her quiet demeanor seemed to say everything.
Ash even noticed that when she was in such a good mood now, she actually hummed songs—and they sounded quite lovely!
"Compared to Makoto, Little Dark, you seem to have more talent for singing?"
In any case, she was at least ten times—perhaps nine times—better than Mana's Gian-grade voice.
"Really?!"
Little Dark had not expected such praise. Delighted by the unexpected compliment, she began to let her imagination run wild.
"Maybe I could try learning from the television? Then I could sing for Ash."
"What would be bad about that?"
It was good. There was absolutely nothing wrong with it.
"Still, Little Dark."
Although Ash certainly had no objection to walking the streets and basking in the sun with his lover, he could not help asking.
"Was there a reason you specifically brought me somewhere like this?"
"Because in the past, Pretty Cure were always by Ash's side, doing this and that with him. So now, I also want to leave behind more simple and beautiful memories with Ash."
"And then."
Her