Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

It's a shame that I couldn't finish off the Dark Pretty Cure this time, but after this battle, all four Pretty Cures have finally been gathered together, and the manager will probably be happy too.

"Let me do it." Lily gently took over from the equally exhausted Goki and hugged her two young juniors.

In the past, she had also met Kolon at this age. Lily thought back to the past, and in order to make that meeting happen, it was Ash who threw Kolon from the sky, hitting her past self right in the face.

But this also means that even though he knew his fate, Kelong still chose to face everything calmly and fight alongside him as if nothing had happened...

"Huh, who said that time can only go backwards?"

No matter how things change, some things will never change. I shouldn't regret what has happened. What's important is to look to the future.

Speaking of which, now that all the enemies have been repelled, where is the store manager now?

"Hello----!"

Running out from the woods on the side, Ash waved his right hand loudly at them.

"Hush—they're asleep."

Putting his fingers to his lips to pretend to keep quiet, Ash also saw that Rei and Erika were sleeping soundly on her lap.

"Sleep so soundly."

Goki came over and poked Erika's bulging cheeks with his fingers, watching the rosy cheeks sink and then recover again.

"Phew, it really looks peaceful."

"Yes, that's why I want to protect these moments with everyone."

Sitting naturally next to Lily, Ash breathed a sigh of relief as if he had just finished some extremely tiring work, and together with Goki, he poked Lei's soft little face with his fingers.

"Rest, now."

While nothing is happening, enjoy it to the fullest.

Chapter 134: Playing with Life and Playing with People's Hearts (4K Large Chapter)

Deep within the Desert Apostle Base, in a special operation room that could not be found by any detection equipment, a strange duo of Ash and Shabak sat and stood, staring at the giant in front of them.

This is the hangar that Dr. Shabak prepared specifically for the Dark Pretty Cure to provide her with treatment...or rather, maintenance.

High-voltage cables extending from all directions lead to the same place. They are connected to the huge tank in the center of the room, and pipes with occasional chaotic light provide it with a constant supply of dark power.

As Shabak operated on the computer in the room, a thick metal deck covered the transparent tank surface, and the dark beauty was hidden under the "treasure chest".

After doing some calculations on the relationship between thickness and material, Ash quickly concluded that even G4's signature bazooka wouldn't be able to blast this thing open.

"That's a really cautious response."

"It's necessary for someone like you."

In the short time between transforming into "Spider-Man" to rescue Xiao An and returning to Lily, Ash first went to the train to return the transformation props, then took a ride to drop the person off at the base of the Desert Apostles, and then immediately rushed back to pretend to be the human form of Ultraman waving goodbye to his teammates for the last time. In fact, he is a master of time management. Of course, he was exhausted and did not expose the hidden facts in advance.

Of course, he couldn't just fool around with the truth. The store manager could use Den-O's excuse to convince them, who already trusted him, but Timmons's overly coincidental appearance naturally aroused Dr. Shabak's great suspicion.

"Timmons." The masked, white-haired man still used that emotionless tone, but it was particularly cold. "I didn't expect you to dare to come back."

"As expected of Shabak, do they have a way to monitor this place?" Seeing his own exposure, Ash remained calm as he flipped through the Kamen Rider Black comic book. "But if you think I'm betraying you, you're completely mistaken. I'm just moving in the direction I want to go. Otherwise, I wouldn't have returned Xiao An to you."

The scarlet energy condensed in Shabak's palm hung above Ash's head. Faced with such a threat, Ash remained unshaken, just licking his fingers and flipping through the comic book.

"But can I take your previous behavior as proof that you intend to betray me?"

As soon as Ash showed any sign of abnormality, he was ready to execute this suspected traitor who had seriously injured the Dark Pretty Girl on the spot.

"No matter how I answer you, I'm sure you won't be satisfied. In that case, why don't you just ask Lord Duen directly?"

"Isn't this great? He can actually do this." As soon as Ash finished speaking, as if to echo him, Dunn's vague voice was heard on the big screen in the room.

"Lord Dune... But, why?!" Dune's voice made Shabak half-kneel on the ground to show his loyalty. However, he could not understand why the fixed investment boss Dune would allow this dangerous person with an obvious wolf heart to act recklessly.

"No matter what he does, as long as he doesn't intend to attack directly with Precure, there's no need to worry about him." A faint smile could be seen on Dune's face in space on the blurry screen. "After all, it would be a waste to simply kick such a powerful character out, wouldn't it?"

"Thank you for your generosity." Ignoring Shabak, who must have had a grim expression under his mask, Ash stepped past him and bowed to the screen that had lost its signal again.

Of course, all this was just as he had imagined and within his calculations.

All you need to do is apply your usual thinking to Dunn's ideas. The so-called empathy can easily lead to pleasant results, just like Megatron always lets Red Alert, who is trying to seize power, stay by his side as his second-in-command. This sense of crisis is enough to make these boring alien invaders feel happy.

"Do you think it's funny... Hmm, I think it's funny too."

"Say that, I thought you were going crazy again like before." Sitting on Ash's shoulder like a doll, the demon Kain was teasing him. "It seems you're serious, unlike your usual whims."

"Even though I only work for things I enjoy and am interested in, I'm different from monsters like him because I'm a human being, and a genius at that."

Shabak, who originally intended to teach him a lesson, didn't expect to run into a wall in front of his own master, especially since this guy was talking weird things to his doll wantonly and didn't take him seriously at all. Shabak, who had no interest in humiliating himself, turned around and was about to leave this depressing place.

"You were the one who called me here, why are you leaving so soon?"

"Is there anything else...?" Seeing Ash coming towards him happily with a comic book in his hand, Shabak naturally didn't look happy.

"Nothing, I just think he's more dangerous than a cheetah like me, waiting for an opportunity." Ash, not caring about the distance, leaned in just enough for them to hear him and whispered. "Unlike me, Dr. Shabak, who has no intention of removing his mask, is the more dangerous. That's true for both sides, don't you think?"

"How can a guy who never takes off his mask say such things?"

"Nothing, I just find it amusing that this guy, who's clearly the biggest enemy of justice yet doesn't understand anything, is completely clueless." Ash raised his finger and tapped his half-mask, a playful smile curling the corners of his exposed mouth. "Or do you know what's behind that mask?"

Shabak left here silently without saying a word.

"You've understood?"

"Of course, I won't say anything I'm not sure of." He took his hand off the mask and took out a photo from his pocket. It was a first-person shot of Shabak repairing a closed gear gun. The only difference from the real person was that the mask on his face was completely removed.

"I don't really like scheming against others."

By mixing a special miniature camera into the parts to make it appear that the other party had not discovered it, and then through special image synthesis technology processing, Ash secretly began to analyze and try to restore the true appearance under the mask. This work was completed recently.

The result he got made Ash reveal a subtle expression of "as expected".

"I thought, what era is this? It's not going to be another traditional development where enemies share the same origins. But the result is really... quite clichéd and cruel."

"But if used well, it could become a crucial card." Ash took another look at the photo of "Shabak," shook his head, and put it away. He then pulled out the identity hard drive he had snatched from Shabak's pocket during their earlier encounter.

"Hmph, you're saying I hate it when someone puts a gun to my head, so it's only natural that I get something in return, right?"

After all, that person would not allow me, who was being vigilant to him, to be in the same room with his precious creation. If I wanted to see Xiao An, I would still have to make some efforts.

Inserting the hard drive into the port of the computer in the room, Ash's hands turned into two afterimages, and he quickly used the authority of Shabak to hack the data. Soon, he made the base of the Desert Apostles unilaterally lower the protective firewall, showing him an "O Hey Face" ready to be picked.

"Well, next..."

By pressing a blue button, the layers of armor covering the outside of the tank were removed, revealing the precious "treasure" inside.

The Dark Pretty Girl, who had just suffered a defeat and was seriously injured, was lying in a tank soaked in a translucent unknown liquid. The Dark Pretty Girl, wearing only a thin robe, curled up her body. The horrifying X-shaped scar on her chest was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The girl's silent body had only the occasional bubbles that floated up with her breathing, proving that she was still alive.

"She's so beautiful, even with her eyes closed, like Sleeping Beauty waiting for her prince."

Ash's hands on the keyboard kept working, and many secret information about the birth of the Dark Pretty Cure appeared on the screen in front of him. As expected, the inside story involved a lot of knowledge about the dark side of science.

"It wasn't blessed by anyone, it wasn't born from a mother's womb. Instead, it was artificially cultivated from the embryo, by adjusting someone else's genetic genes and injecting a dark force that was originally incompatible with the human body."

No father and no mother.

There is no doubt that this is a dark scientific field that cannot be tolerated by humans after selling their souls to the devil, just like what those people in the Brain Army do.

Messages flashed before his eyes, causing Ash's originally relaxed brows to gradually furrow.

Even though I had guessed it long ago, it was still quite unpleasant to see the actual bloody facts presented in front of me.

It would be one thing if it was simply created as a weapon without self, but the result of this plan presented to Ash was that the result was so perfect that it gave her, as a weapon, a soul with self-awareness.

Although Ash is not afraid to play with people's hearts in order to satisfy himself, playing with lives is another matter.

"They clearly possess their own thoughts, but in reality, they are merely artificial life forms created solely to defeat someone. They have no choices, no chance to choose... Is that why they are bound by their own fate?"

Ash placed his open palm on the outside of the tank, looking at the sleeping beauty inside, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Really... no matter how many times I read something like this, I just can't agree with it. That's why I'm thinking..." His fingers unconsciously brushed over the autograph of "Shotaro Ishimori" on the manga's cover. "Who decided this development?"

"How sad... If only you could act a little more human. Could it be that I'm the one who's wrong for doing this, rather than letting you experience the unknown?"

"Click——"

Just as Ash was talking to himself, the jar in front of him suddenly made a crisp cracking sound.

Xiao An, who was immersed in the liquid, suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand, placing it on the other side of the tank corresponding to Ash's palm. Countless spider-web-like cracks began to extend from there to the surroundings.

The computer screen instantly turned into a glaring red alarm sign, but in front of the completely shattered container, it was already too late.

"Wow."

The sudden burst of turbulent water flooded over Ash's place. He turned around and threw the comic book that was almost soaked with water into the inventory. The next second, he was pounced on by a black figure.

“Timmons!!”

Now, there is no one else except the Dark Pretty Cure who can shout out this resentful yet extremely sad name.

At this moment, translucent liquid kept dripping from the girl's body. Her whole body was covered only by a thin robe soaked with moisture. She was almost naked as she sat astride Ash who was lying on the ground. She originally wanted to grab his hand, but Ash took the initiative to stretch out his hands and interlocked their fingers.

"Timmons—why, why to me—"

"Dark Pretty Cure, I want to ask you, are you planning on using this as a weapon to kill Precure?"

"If that's the case, what are you doing now?"

Instead of answering the other party's question, she suddenly asked a nonsensical question. The dark beautiful girl was stunned when Ash suddenly called her full name. The expression of the masked man in front of her was reflected in her different-colored eyes.

"I'm just following Dr. Shabak's instructions!"

"In that case, how can you demonstrate your will?"

The Dark Pretty Girl's arms trembled even more violently, and the strength in her hands slowly relaxed.

"If that's the case, if Shabak asks you to pull the trigger on me, will you do it without hesitation?"

“This kind of thing—”

Now that their fingers were intertwined, no one could escape. Ash, who was pinned to the ground, slowly sat up and gradually exerted strength with his arms to push down the Pretty Cure.

"Tick-tock-"

It was not known whether it was the liquid in the jar or the tears, but the drops of water flowed down the girl's open golden eyes and fell onto Ash's mask like pearls, shattering it.

"I don't know... But you're the first friend I've ever met... and you were the one who said you wanted to be friends with me, so!"

"So, don't betray me... You are the only one for me..."

Ash silently released one hand, raised his thumb and gently hooked it on the edge of the mask stained with liquid. Then, after a crisp sound of landing, Ash, revealing his true face, stood in front of the Dark Pretty Cure.

"I said, Timmons doesn't exist at all, right?" He grabbed the Dark Pretty Girl's hand and gently pressed it on his chest, transmitting his actual active heartbeat to the other party.

"My name is Ash, so call out my name, call me Ash."

"Ash...?"

"Yes, Xiao An, it's me."

Seeing the girl chewing his name over and over, and finally showing a little happiness on her sad face, even Ash smiled.

"But your claim that I betrayed you is not true, Xiao An. I have no intention of becoming your enemy. It would be more accurate to say that I simply do not want to be your enemy."

"This power and that feeling that you have, I actually want to have it."

Ash suddenly grabbed her hand with force and pulled the dark pretty girl into his arms from behind as if he was pulling a dance partner. The girl, suddenly being hugged from behind and feeling the warmth, had a look of wanting to struggle and entanglement on her face, but finally let go of her clenched hands.

"Ash...? Why do you care about me so much..."

"I can feel it... the similarities between you and me, that loneliness."

Just like this, you become more and more like humans.

"If you think this is a false hug, stab me in the heart. I won't resist."

He loosened his arms at the right moment, turned his back to her, and took out his sinful seal with the Scarlet Spider engraved on it.

"In this world, I must ensure that a hurt woman like you can be happy. Will you help me?"

"If I can help! After all, Ash, we are, friends!"

For the first time, a bright spark of will flashed in the Dark Pretty Girl's eyes, which had originally been dull and indifferent.

And from a place where no one can hear, a silent sigh is heard only in someone's heart.