Ash had just brought back a bucket and towels from the backstage restroom when he looked up and saw several grown men stacked into a human pyramid, still finding time to blame one another.
"Hey, you can't even manage to hold up the bottom properly? What kind of Destroyer are you?"
"Watch your mouth, pirate! What about you? You can't even handle basic cleaning?"
"You're too loud. Normally, the Doctor handles this on the ship... Hey, Ultraman, watch it too—"
"This young master has been perfectly steady—Whoa, we're falling!!"
Amid the racket, the human pyramid collapsed like the Babel Tower, knocking over the bucket Ash had just fetched along the way.
"What are you people doing..."
Watching these heroes—who had once bravely fought even in the face of the multiverse's destruction—now rolling into a heap, one with a bucket over his head, another stepping in detergent, yet still refusing to stop shirking responsibility, Ash helplessly closed his eyes.
As for why things had turned out this way, that went back to before this morning.
After confirming his relationships with all the Pretty Cure girls, Ash had taken them on a honeymoon journey through various worlds of the past. Today, after returning to Hope Flower City at Heart Tree's invitation, Ash naturally remembered Nasta Café, where he had first met Yuri and the others.
Returning to the old place filled him with nostalgia. Just as he planned to clean up the café, which had been abandoned for a long time and was now covered in dust, before reopening it, a few loafers who had happened to drop by volunteered to help out of boredom... and that was how things had become this way.
"Come to think of it, aren't you a king?" Marvelous, the first to climb up, rubbed the back