Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

Yayoi's vigilant gaze swept through the gap in the drawing board, scanning the man from head to toe, but she couldn't find where he'd kept his transformation props. Could it be that this was the legacy behind... I wouldn't dare touch a man's waist or butt! Hate it!

Completely immersed in her own fantasies, Yayoi forgot her fear for a moment. At this moment, she caught a glimpse of a deep purple light from the corner of her eye. It turned out that the Dark Sword Yue'an was held under Ash's arm, and now it was revealed as she turned over.

This is, the real Kamen Rider transformation tool!? No—

At this moment, an extremely bold idea suddenly emerged in Yayoi's mind.

If I secretly take away her props... although stealing is wrong, if it can make her stop bullying us and return the power of Pretty Cure!

Kise Yayoi swallowed her saliva, and with a gleam in her eyes, she mustered up her courage, listened to the man's breathing, and slowly stretched out her hand to touch the hilt of the dark sword engraved with the emblem.

[Hello, precure.]

The next second, a virtual panel popped up in front of her.

"Wow, don't eat me, I'm not tasty!"

Yayoi let out a strange cry and squatted on the ground with her hands on her head.

At this time, Ash, who was in a deep sleep, heard the screams from the girl, which made Ash's heart surge and his blood boil in his dream!

So he turned over in his chair.

Chapter 20 Systematic Instigation

Even if a ferocious dragon is in its defenseless sleep, it can easily make people who know its fear dare not act rashly, not to mention that Yayoi was suddenly approached by the supernatural being, and was so frightened that she covered her head and crouched down to defend herself.

A string of ellipsis words were typed silently on the system's virtual panel.

If you just squat on the ground and tremble, you can't become the person he wants to save, girl.

The text on the system's virtual panel changed again.

[Calm down, girl.]

Yayoi, who seemed to have sensed something, narrowed her eyes carefully from her crouching position with her head in her hands, and only after making sure that she had not been really eaten did she dare to read the words carefully.

[I am not him, you can call me the system.]

"System?" Yayoi muttered the name in a low voice, not understanding its meaning.

But because Yayoi often read comics and had a very quick mind for all kinds of fantasies and fantasies, she immediately found a similar existence.

This person does seem to be asleep. Could it be that this panel is an elf-like existence like Tangtang?

Thinking of this, Yayoi regained her courage out of curiosity: "So, who are you, and what is your relationship with this person?"

What on earth do you want to do to us? I don't even have the strength to resist this man anymore...

[These things are not important, you can keep them as a secret between us.]

The text on the panel changed several times, which only made Yayoi's doubts even worse.

[For him, for the world, and for you, I want you to help him.]

Help, help him?

Being suddenly asked this of Yayoi, she was really confused and at a loss as to what to do.

But if I were to help him, what would I do? How could I help him? Would someone as powerful as him need help from a little girl like me?

No, no!

Suddenly remembering the fear the other party brought her, Yayoi shook her head like a rattle.

"What do you mean by help? This man has inexplicably bullied me and my friends. Not only did he seal the power of the Smile Cosmetic Box, he also did something to us—"

Yayoi will never forget the condescending gaze that she received not long ago, as if she was looking down on an ant. What is even more unforgettable is the will that seemed to deny all her own efforts. How could she accept such an excessive guy!

[He'd treat you so harshly from the start, because that's how much he values ​​you.] Finally, he added a sentence that even went beyond the text. [This is also a sign of his gentleness.]

Warm, gentle...you call this gentle?!

Seeing the cold words on the panel, Yayoi's fingers gripping the drawing board turned white as she exerted force. Her heart, which was originally filled with fear and confusion towards this man, was now filled with a new kind of dissatisfaction and resentment.

"Even if I want to believe a stranger, his words!" Thinking of the other person's eyes, hurting her and her companions, Yayoi's pupils showed anger for once. "I can't believe it!"

"Even if you suddenly say this to me, I don't know what to do! I, I... I!" As she spoke, Yayoi's eyes were blurred by tears, and she kept rubbing her tearful eyes with her sleeves.

"Saying something like that to me... is really too much!"

As if shocked by what Yayoi said, the system panel paused for a moment and then displayed the following text one by one.

[Run your hand over the sword and see why. Just touch it and you will know why.]

Go touch that sword used for transformation?

Barely mustering up the courage and wiping away her tears, Yayoi, confused, carefully stretched out her right hand and touched her index finger to the emblem at the bottom of the hilt.

"Clap."

The small easel that Yayoi had been holding in her arms, along with the manuscript paper on it, fell to the ground.

“Mmmmm, Mmmmm!!!”

The reason why Yayoi was kneeling on the ground and screaming was because of Ash's hand. At this time, Ash, with messy hair covering one of his right eyes and a depressed look as if he had not slept well, was pinching Yayoi's soft wrist and gradually twisting it in the opposite direction.

Yayoi covered her arm and tried to break free, but Ash's hand was like an iron clamp, tightly pinching her wrist which was oozing red marks. His only exposed left eye was staring at the girl in front of him, emitting bursts of deathly chills, which made her heart instantly controlled by fear and pain again. He did not feel any sympathy for the girl because of her cuteness and pitifulness.

“It hurts, it hurts!”

The gushing tears and crying for mercy did not make Ash let go. Perhaps other people would not treat a child like that, but Ash was obviously not an ordinary person.

"If I don't make you feel some pain, you won't be able to remember not to touch other people's things casually." Feeling the trembling of the delicate bones in his palm, just before causing real damage, Ash let go of Yayoi and threw her out.

"Go away. I'm not interested in people without courage."

Ash, whose sleep was disturbed, was obviously in a bad mood. He looked at Yayoi's back as she ran and cried until she disappeared from his sight, and then he changed his mind and called out that name.

"System, this is your instigation again, right? Seriously, you're always causing me trouble."

If she really touched the Dark Sword and saw that thing...tsk, I wouldn't be happy at all.

[I think Ash, you definitely need someone to stand by your side.]

"Really? It's enough that there's someone next to me who disturbs my sleep." He crumpled the panel into a ball of paper in annoyance and threw it into his body casually.

"Besides, since I saw that scene and I want to correct this ending, then this is my responsibility, my responsibility alone. I don't need anyone else's help! They just need to do their best!"

"As for me, I'm enough!"

The system that was reintegrated into Ash's body did not become silent. Instead, it just looked at him and the piles of props in his inventory that were proof of Ash's existence with people in the past.

Ash, that's exactly why I think you can't go it alone.

As Ash was preparing to move to another place to sleep, he felt something kicked at his feet. He looked closely and found that it was the yellow-haired girl's easel that had been forgotten here.

Ash picked it up out of curiosity, but saw something unexpected on it.

"Um...."

Looking at the close-up of himself sleeping on a bench on the drawing paper, with a face as tough as a comic character, Ash couldn't help but smile.

"What? The painting is pretty good."

"But it doesn't look like me at all."

Chapter 21: A Duel That Determines the Future

Standing in the center of an empty park square, surrounded by several white plaster pillars that were engraved with the DNA of special effects fans, Ash stood in the center, his eyes closed and his hands resting on the hilt of his sword, waiting for the existence of the "evil dragon" to appear again.

"come yet?"

The man, as if sensing something, muttered to himself towards the empty place, pulled the sword out from the stone bricks under his feet and swung it to the side. The Evil King Feilong's Fantasy Driving Book also appeared in the man's other hand.

"You are finally here."

Looking at the slender figures walking out from the other side of the horizon, Ash couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth into a happy smile.

"My hero."

In the first round when the Smiling Pretty Cure team encountered him, three of their combat forces were decisively sealed. At this moment, the only two girls who could continue to fight, held the transformation bow healing accessories in their hands tightly with everyone's wishes. Aoki Reika and Hoshizora Miyuki, each with a different expression, walked out from their companions.

Before their last defeat where they had no chance of fighting back, they were happily fighting monsters with their companions and living their daily lives as Pretty Cure.

At that time, the girls had not paid any heavy price and were content to enjoy their happiness. But now, facing this unpredictable guy shrouded in darkness, they could vaguely feel...

Their lives seemed to have begun to change in a certain direction.

"Lihua, come on!"

The encouragement from Qingmei "Zhi" reached Lihua's ears. Even though she knew that her chances of winning this battle were not great, Lihua still nodded unwaveringly.

In order to put myself on the path called "right", I must not retreat at this critical moment!

"Miyuki, we can't lose!"

"Akane....hmm!" Just when Yi was feeling a little low because she didn't see Yayoi, the call from her friend woke Miyuki up again. With the support, she was instantly "resurrected on the spot" with full energy.

For everyone, why is there people's smiles in the world, and his smile that is not smiling... I can't lose!

"Although I'm a few minutes late...but since you've finally come here, it means you're prepared." Ash narrowed his eyes dangerously, exuding a fierce, dragon-like aura that could scorch the air. "If you can't cross it, you'll lose your status as a Pretty Cure."

"No, that's not right!" Regardless, if the situation could be resolved through dialogue, Miyuki didn't want to fight this person. "I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. There's no reason for us to fight each other!"

"But if we don't fight, we can't prove anything!" After reading a long preface from the opened driving book, he flexibly turned the small book and sword together in his palm.

Fighting against an enemy I identify with, I have no choice but to accept this challenge!

"[Jaaku Read]!"

"The answers that can be revealed in battle can only be found in battle! So—fight!"

"Really, you!" Miyuki, who was standing next to Lihua, puffed up her face in dissatisfaction like a bun. "It really doesn't make any sense!"

"Miyuki." After restraining her friend who was about to explode, Lihua shook her head helplessly.

"We still have something they can do for this world, and this is all we have now."

Lihua, who has more experience than her companions, knows that some seemingly simple things cannot be accomplished by words alone.

The smiling makeup boxes in the girls' hands and the dark sword Yue'an in Ash's hand, under the subtle light and shadow of the sunlight, reflected completely different colors.

"Henshin!"

“Precure Smile Change!”

Two completely different sound effects sounded, the holy sword's "Dark Sword Moon Dark!" and the makeup box's "Go, go, let's go!"

The dark evil dragon emerged from the pages of the book behind him and transformed into dark armor to wrap around the man. When the light spots that kept falling from the powder in the makeup box fell on the girls, they turned into beautiful battle clothes and long beautiful hair that changed them.

"Shine brightly, the light of the future—[Cure Happy]!"

"Cure the mind, clear the heart, and brighten the mind—[Cure Beauty]!"

"The murder weapon needs no name."

The vibrant pink Qingfeng and the cold and beautiful blue Binghua stand together, facing the evil dragon that is coming with great momentum and is targeting them and vowing to take away their "treasures".

“Aa ...

“Ua ...

The battle started almost instantly without any warning, leaving ample opportunity for the opponent to call out their names as a sign of respect. At the same time, at the moment of its end, the dark sword raised above the head chopped down towards the two men!

At this moment, the holy sword held in Ash's hand was chopped down on their heads with a roar by him using the Manifestation Flow. At this moment, what the two girls saw was not a sword coming towards them, but a dark mountain pressing down on them, vowing to suppress and crush them!

The girl's crossed hands were pressed against the golden sword blade, sparks flying. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and instantly felt what fear and true power were.

Power....such a powerful power, but!

I've already lost once, how can I lose to him again at this time!

The strength in their hearts continued to surge with this strong belief, and the muscles in their forearms tensed. Lihua and Miyuki shouted at the same time, and even when their fingers were about to be cut by the air blade on the sword, they mustered all their strength to push him back!

"You have already seen what I did, but to prevent you from having unrealistic fantasies, I will remind you of this sword move." The spinning dark sword cut through the remaining strong wind and swung it to the side, blowing away the remaining special effects of the transformation like a tornado.

"I don't have the habit of showing mercy just because you are women!"

"If you're saying that you look down on us because of this..." Lihua, who appeared to be calm and composed on the surface, had actually accumulated a considerable amount of dissatisfaction and anger in her heart. Her high-heeled boots neatly drew a semicircle on her side, and the air around her began to snow because of her mood.