Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

Rikka's implication was to make fun of Ash's skills. Although Makoto felt that the whole battle was very strange, she soon immersed herself in the joy of victory.

"So we win the game, and my voice goes—cough!"

However, before she could enjoy herself halfway, she turned to sorrow. Makoto fell to her knees on the ground in pain, holding her neck. This time, she clearly felt that someone was taking something away from her!

"Makoto!"

Rikka was puzzled, why? The selfish monster had already been defeated!

Makoto, who could hardly make a sound, turned her head to look in the direction where the monster fell, and her expression became dull on the spot. There was no monster there, only a pile of silver-gray coins piled there, exactly the same as the one in the producer's hand.

Ai and Ash's fists hit each other's chest at the same time, sending out bright sparks and knocking each other away. When Ai, who was becoming more and more courageous, was about to throw the next punch, Xia Lulu on her waist suddenly spoke.

"Mana, Rikka called!"

"Phone! Now?" Ai was stunned. He was fighting with Ash now. With Ash's current fighting mania, how could he give her time to answer the phone?

"Um, Mr. Ash, can I take a call first?"

"Sure." Ash put away the time-space driver and quietly stepped aside.

“I really can’t…huh?!”

You actually agreed? The sun is about to rise from the west?

"Thank you. There is no knight more kind-hearted than me."

“Thank you, thank you…”

Although the last sentence was doubtful, Ai still expressed her gratitude very honestly.

"Mana~"

Ai was stunned. He had always called her by the battle name of Cure Heart before. What was he planning to do by suddenly changing to such a close nickname?

"You said before that you were willing to trust others, right? Then don't answer that call. This is my advice to you."

If possible, I don't want to tell a child that Santa Claus doesn't exist, or that there are no Ultraman, Kamen Rider, or Super Sentai in this world. After all, it would make my conscience hurt...

You're lying. My conscience doesn't hurt. I've been so high since I was hit by that light!

"Mana...?"

Ash's words made the girl feel conflicted. She subconsciously held the phone tightly until Xia Lulu's worried voice woke her up.

Ai bit her rosy lower lip, glanced at Ash who had already untransformed, and finally made up her mind.

"Xia Lulu, answer the phone with Liuhua and the others!"

"Mana, something's wrong!" The call started with Rika's anxious voice, and Ling Ai also felt that something was very wrong.

"What's up Rikka? And why are you alone? Where's her?"

"Makoto she--!" Rikka looked back and saw Makoto kneeling in the pile of coins, tears of unwillingness dripping on the silver-gray coins.

"Makoto, she can hardly speak anymore!"

"What—?"

"The one we encountered wasn't a selfish monster at all. We were deceived!"

We were cheated!

Ai's eyes opened wide, and this sentence kept echoing in her heart. As for who had deceived them, there was naturally no one else.

"The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Reality is such a cruel thing."

Ai looked at Ash blankly. After learning that the producer who told them the truth with such righteousness had actually lied to them, Ai's brain seemed to explode in an instant and she was completely unable to think.

"As a hero, he was deceived by the ordinary people he protected. Tsk, that's too much."

But why?

"However, I still have to remind you of one thing."

Ash tapped the gold watch on his wrist, and the hands on the dial were almost forming a straight line.

"There's less than a quarter of an hour left before the time limit. You should hurry up."

Chapter 106: Excessive Dreams

"I can assure you that I am not lying."

"So, who are the ones who deceived you? The ladies of Heartbeat Pretty Cure?"

Ash's words remained in the Pretty Cure's heart, constantly brewing and fermenting and gradually began to devour their soul. This was a feeling they had never experienced before, and this was the first time they faced such a scene.

As long as we defeat the enemies, heal the injuries we have suffered, spread kindness between people, and spread love all over the earth, we can save the world and achieve world peace.

This is the wonderful work of these Pretty Cure girls who have the name "cure" which means "healer".

However, now facing this scene, the girls' hands, which had never been afraid in the past, are shaking. How can they fight?

Is the enemy they must defeat simply a selfish monster corrupted by a polluted divine heart? Or is it something more profound than that?

No matter what, they must seize the time. Now, time is their biggest enemy.

"What, that producer left?!"

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Vaguely noticing that everyone was in a low mood, Akuri, who stayed behind, felt that something was wrong and became nervous.

"Didn't you defeat that selfish monster?"

"We—" Ai paused, exchanged glances with Rikka, and decided not to tell her about this possibility, which was a bit too far-fetched for an elementary school student. "We must find that producer now, Aguri. Do you really have no leads on him?"

"If you're asking where he went, he probably went towards the prop warehouse."

The three thanked Aguri and hurried over there. Aguri looked at Makoto with some confusion, who had kept his head down and remained silent, and then found the TV station staff to ask.

"Excuse me, do you know where Miss Tachibana Mirai is now?"

where is it?

Where is the real selfish monster?

Ai, who had just been through a great battle, didn't have time to cancel her transformation before rushing to a new battlefield. Now she didn't care about her own physical condition, and her heart was filled with the desire to save others.

Arisu, Makoto, wait for us! We will definitely defeat the enemy and recover what you have lost!

"Rikka, this is it, Rachel!" Rachel's voice came from his pocket, his chubby finger pointing to the warehouse where the film and television props were stored. The half-open door proved that it was still unlocked. "I can feel the stirring of darkness over there!"

"Selfish monster, come out now!"

The girls rushed into the door and did not see the selfish monster. There was only the back of the producer who was sorting something.

"It's you." The man with glasses glanced at them, seemingly unsurprised, and continued to tidy up something as if nothing had happened. "As expected, you are worthy of being the Pretty Cure who protects the world."

"——!" Makoto wanted to say something, but only a hoarse sound came out of his throat. Realizing that the problem was serious, the other two quickly stood up.

"Mr. Producer, that's not the real Selfish Monster! Please, if you know where it's really located, please tell me!"

"I heard that from Ash," the man continued, not even turning around. "That monster isn't made from human hearts like before. It's also very obedient and won't cause any damage. So, can't you just pretend it doesn't exist?"

Really, you are meddling too much.

An idea arose in the girls' minds: could it be that this selfish monster was a monster that could control people's hearts, so he was so willing to help it?

"No..." In stark contrast to the nature of the selfish monster, the elves representing positive energy can easily identify the reaction of darkness. Although that person does have a reaction to contact with darkness, there is no reaction inside his body, which means that he is not being controlled.

"This person wasn't manipulated. He did this with his own consciousness, Xia Lu!"

The girls swallowed their saliva unconsciously and instinctively began to feel something was wrong.

"How could such a thing be possible!" Ai, who always spoke gently to others, yelled at someone other than Ash for the first time: "You may not know, but that selfish monster took away Makoto's voice! How could we pretend not to see it!"

"I know."

"Eh?" The girls were stunned at the same time, especially Makoto. She had been optimistic about this polite producer, but now her eyes widened.

"Because, I was the one who ordered it to steal Makoto's voice."

The entire warehouse fell into silence because of this sentence, with only the sound of the man rummaging through things.

"The selfish monster stole the beauty of Kenzaki's voice, and then I added it to water for Mirai to drink. Her voice is getting better and better. Can't you hear it?"

Gu.....

In such a quiet world, even the beating of a heart and the falling tears of a girl can be clearly heard.

"What did you do to Makoto?!"

The girls' hearts were wavering, and the elf Dabi couldn't stand what he did.

"Now, thanks to Mr. Ash, she's on her way to becoming a top idol, surpassing Makoto, and her song sales will top the charts for the first time!"

is that a lie?

They tried hard to find the truth, but ended up being deceived. The person who deceived them was the producer who had left a good impression on them and made them trust him.

It's just like Ash who suddenly turned against you.

Even though she was not attacked, Ai, who found it hard to accept the current situation, knelt on the ground with her fists clenched. Her clenched fists unwillingly smashed a big hole in the ground, scaring the man so much that the things she was organizing fell to the ground and scattered all over the ground.

"W-why would you do such a cruel thing to Makoto!?"

"This is all to fulfill the dream I made with the future!"

The girls noticed that the things scattered on the ground were a bunch of microphones, and they all looked broken.

"Six years ago, I was just a nobody when I met Wei Lai, who was still working as an extra. We had a great conversation and finally agreed to help her realize her dream of becoming a number one singer!"

"She's been working hard in various ways. These microphones are all from her blasting over the years. I have collected them all."

"It took me six years to get to where I am now with her, but it only took Kenzaki Makoto six months from debut to becoming number one. Six fucking months!"

The producer's voice was sonorous and powerful, revealing the unwillingness of a person facing the hardships he had experienced. If one did not listen to the content of his tearful speech, one might even think that he was the victim.

"The dream of becoming number one is right in front of me. How can I give up now? How can I possibly do that?"

"Is this really that important?!" Ai raised her head sadly, her eyes blazing with anger she hadn't seen before. "This dream is built on Makoto's sacrifice. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"Anyway, that Kenzaki Makoto said she's retiring, right? In that case, why not give her useless voice to my family's future!"

"A true dream should be achieved through one's own efforts!" Rikka wiped away her tears and loudly accused the man. "You'll never achieve your true dream by stealing other people's strength to achieve your own dreams!"

"That Ash is right. You're a bunch of good kids who wouldn't consider anything bad." The man sighed, not knowing if it was for someone like himself or for them. He then rummaged through the pile of microphones and pulled out a microphone emitting a dark glow. "Idealists like you won't understand. I'm a realist."

"For me who lives in reality, the most important thing is the result!"

Chapter 107: Excessive Ash

"That-that thing is Selfish Monster Dabi!"

Although it is a little hard to believe, the microphone in this person's hand was transformed from the Selfish Monster. No wonder they couldn't find it no matter how hard they looked. It hid its size in this way. To this extent, unless Pretty Cure has the clairvoyance of a certain Kryptonian orphan, simply searching for it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Without waiting for them to say anything, the producer picked up the microphone and put it in his inner lining pocket for safekeeping.

"I won't let you take it away."

"So there's nothing you can do now, right? Or, in order to defeat the selfish monster, Pretty Cure is going to defeat a human like me as well?"

“This kind of thing—”

Such a thing!

I can’t do it. No matter how hard I try, I can’t do it!

The Pretty Cure's legendary, overpowered power should never be used on ordinary people, but if so, what are they going to do?!

“Producer—!”

Just when the Pretty Cure felt helpless, another familiar voice rang out in the warehouse. Tachibana Mirai, still wearing her work performance clothes, pushed open the door breathlessly.

"The future!?"

The man who hadn't panicked at all when facing Pretty Cure, now seemed like a different person when he saw the future appear, and seemed to be at a loss as to what to do.

"I, we—"

"Don't say anything, I heard it all!"