Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

As a huge princess fan, Haruno Haruka had always been completely fascinated by anything related to princesses. And the girl before her was simply, literally, like a princess straight out of a fairy tale!

The fluctuations in her heart made the girl remain dazed and unresponsive until the other person walked all the way to her.

I wanted to observe it again...

"But this level is really unbearable to listen to."

Haruka's violin playing, which could make the desperate princess who wanted to hide herself reveal herself voluntarily, might also be a genius in another sense.

"What, what happened..."

The first thing this beautiful girl said was to diss her own playing skills. Such a disparity made Haruka feel sad, but Twilight's preaching was far more than that.

"Have you never taken any serious musical lessons?"

"Well... not yet." Knowing that her playing must be terrible, Haruka rubbed the strings on her hands awkwardly. The main reason was that the guy named Ash was avoiding the topic and refused to teach her.

Really? No wonder it's like this.

Although you "fake" princesses are definitely no match for me from the beginning, but if it's so embarrassing... it will be worthless even if I defeat you.

That’s why I said I couldn’t stand it.

"It's just a level that would make even this violin cry."

"That's too much!" Even Haruka was a little angry after being told this. "I will also try my best——"

"Some things are still impossible to achieve if you just work hard."

What? Suddenly saying something like Ash...

Before she could respond, Haruka felt her violin flash before her eyes, and then, in the other person's hands, she placed it in the perfect position for playing, closing her eyes and ignoring the girl who hesitated to speak, she began to play.

"?~"

As soon as the first syllable came from the other party's string, Yao understood why the other party scolded her so mercilessly.

Just speaking of violin playing, the ability, tone and "sense" of both parties are the decisive differences.

Immersed in the melodious melody that is as cold as ice but contains a hint of flames, feeling the light touch transmitted between each string pulling, Lian Yao could not help but sway along with the ethereal sound range.

Beautiful! It's like she's trying to convey some kind of love story of self-admiration. No matter what kind of emotion it is, the sound of the strings in her hands will be so beautiful and melodious.

Yao completely understood that the difference between herself and her was like that between the minor leagues and the major leagues.

"I lost..."

The resentment of complete defeat lingered within the girl, but faced with the reality, Haruka lowered her head and admitted her defeat. Perhaps Ash was right. With my talent, this would be a complete waste of time...

"You like it, violin?"

"Eh?" The sudden cold female voice made her stunned for a moment before she realized that the other party was really asking her a question. The girl nodded again. "I like it, I like it very much!"

"Because I want to be a princess! So I want to learn as much as I can about this elegant instrument befitting a princess! And that... because it really does sound beautiful!"

Perhaps I still can't forget the performance I heard that day.

"Hehe." Seeing Haruka racking her brains to explain, Twilight smiled. "Is that so."

In this case, even if she is just a "fake" princess, she is still very interesting.

Okay, let me teach you.

"Eh?" Seeing the other party take the initiative to return the zither and strings to her, Haruka pointed at herself repeatedly in disbelief. "Me?"

Twilight didn't reply, but just smiled from under her mask, not sure whether it was a mockery or a genuine smile.

Following the guidance of the silver-haired beauty, she moved her face close to the correct position of the violin. Her fingers, as soft as ice, climbed up the back of Yao's hand and helped her adjust even the slightest mistake.

The two people who were supposed to be enemies were now cooperating in the most intimate posture with their chests pressed against their backs.

"Close your eyes."

Following the guidance of the soft and cold voice, although she couldn't understand it, Yao still closed her eyes obediently, and cooperated completely with her heart, allowing herself and her hands to play automatically again.

"?~"

Is this the sound I can make?

"Then, close your heart and keep playing."

What's going on? I know how to play it... No! I should say I just naturally know how to play it! And... is this melodious melody really mine? It's not bad at all!

"Don't be distracted."

In line with Twilight's movements, Haruka's originally free and unrestrained movements gradually slowed down.

"To play the violin, you need to close your heart."

As a "princess", you are too unrestrained and too free, which is really not beautiful.

“Elegant, noble, and gorgeous.”

Repeating the girl's words, Haruka felt that her hands, which had originally known nothing about technique, were moving more and more smoothly. Without thinking about anything, she restrained her mind and began to play with natural immersion.

The originally high-spirited smile on Yao's face was replaced by inner silence and gradually disappeared from her face. As her eyes opened with an extremely elegant and cold rotation, the original green light seemed to gradually dissipate.

"Very good, you've got the hang of it."

Twilight let out a soft laugh.

Pretty Cure...Princess...A fake princess.

You just need to stay like this "closed" appearance, that's enough for you.

"How about it?"

"I seem to be gradually understanding...all of this."

Haruka answered instinctively with empty eyes.

"?~"

The music that continuously echoed in the woods was extremely beautiful yet without any warmth. It was clearly noon, yet the woods were filled with a biting chill.

It’s so simple.

It was like pulling a puppet's strings from behind; she became mine so easily.

If this is what Pretty Cure is like, it's really a shameful performance.

"But you remain closed off, with no desire for anything, hopeless and empty (desperate)~"

It's unexpectedly beautiful.

Chapter 82: Yao, the puppet

"Here we come, Chunchun!"

The invited friends quickly gathered in the small lounge, filled with anticipation. Haruka, maintaining a somewhat mysterious aura, remained embracing her violin, seemingly waiting for them.

"You said you'd perform a song for us. Are you confident?"

However, compared to the other people who were waiting, Ash, who was pulled here by Qiluo and the others, couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand after hearing Haruka's reason. Of course he knew Haruka's musical level. It couldn't be said that he knew nothing about it, but at least it could be said that it was a kind of beauty that was not polluted by knowledge.

This is a violin, not a cotton flute. Besides, I am really not good at violin... Although I was a little reluctant in my heart, it was their invitation after all, so Ash took the seat reluctantly.

"Well, everyone."

Standing in front of her important friends, the girl smiled softly at them as they applauded.

"Please listen to this performance by Haruno Haruka."

"Xiaoyao?"

For some reason, Nan felt that Xiaoyao seemed a little strange today. She was clearly acting very seriously, but it seemed as if her enthusiasm wasn't as high as usual. How strange!

Besides, it’s only been one day since Chunchun complained yesterday. Is it really okay?

Although it felt a bit strange, Nan couldn't stand up and cause trouble at this time. He suppressed his fluctuating emotions, focused on the girl who was already immersed in her emotions, and listened attentively.

It was an extremely standard and elegant posture. It was hard to believe that Haruno Haruka was a complete novice just a day ago, but now she acted like a seasoned veteran.

"~"

Yao's eyes were focused but not burning. As her fingertips manipulated the strings with slender and deft movements, the girl naturally conveyed high-pitched and elegant notes. With every slide, a ripple of cold emotion turned into an incomparably beautiful melody.

"Unbelievable..." Qiluo looked at Haruka on the stage, who seemed like a completely different person, and she almost couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't believe that the other party could perform at such a level.

"It sounds so good... This isn't for beginners!"

"Yeah...did he still say Haruka was incapable?"

Ash, is this your problem? Doesn't this sound nice?

"Ha, I think it's nonsense again."

And in the midst of these whispered conversations, Ash, who was at the center of the incident, always maintained a cold and unchanging expression, his dark eyes staring at the girl who was alone immersed in the soft melody, as if he wanted to see something deeper through her.

When the song ended, the audience responded to Haruka's slow reaction with warm applause. Only then did she respond to everyone's thanks with a silly smile.

"..."

But no matter how enthusiastic they were, Ash just sat there looking at them as if nothing had changed at all. Even after everyone else felt strange and left, leaving only him and Haruka alone, he still sat there with no reaction.

"Look Ash, I did it too!"

As expected, as long as you work hard, you can achieve your goals——

"Can not be done."

The sudden voice interrupted Haruka's smugness. Facing her alone, Ash stood up from his seat and repeated it while shaking his head violently.

“That’s absolutely impossible!”

"Why!"

Who would understand what you are saying suddenly?

"Where does your heart go when you play music?"

Heart? Haruka was surprised to be asked this question. She covered her chest with her hands and recalled the silver-haired beauty's teaching of "playing with a closed heart". The girl, who didn't think there was anything wrong with it, asked back.

"Are you saying that the heart has something to do with playing?"

But isn’t my performance very nice?

"certainly!"

There was a glint of disappointment in his eyes, while Ash on the other side looked quite disappointed.

"When a person plays, it's like expressing the voice of his or her soul. Now, you don't feel like you're playing, but rather like someone playing the violin pressing the play button on a recorded song!"

Cure Flora, Haruno Haruka! You're ordinary in every way, but your hard work is what sets you apart from the others. What sets you apart is your heart, a sparkle of dreams! Isn't it because of the princess you long to become that you want to play the violin?!

Then I want to ask you, why can't I feel your dream from the melody? Even your original performance, which was obviously unpleasant but full of passion, is gone!

I really don't know who you learned this from! It's like you're choosing to delve into the wrong path instead of taking the right path. There's not even a shred of brilliance left!

"I want to ask you, where did the you that you were when you were playing go?"

I didn't feel touched at all!

"Ash!" Haruka, completely unaware of what was going on, couldn't help but mutter to herself when she saw the man turn around and leave without being able to stop him. "You mean...my heart?"

Although she received praise from everyone else, it was Ash's words that made her stay here. One hand continued to support her heart, recalling the key points of the performance she had learned, but Haruka became a little confused.

"My, self?"

But, I obviously did nothing wrong.

This is true beauty, this is a true princess, this is what I pursue...

As if some key words were triggered, the dim light in his eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only the pitch-black darkness.

“Elegant, noble, gorgeous...”

Unconsciously mumbling the silver-haired girl's words, Haruka suddenly "awoke" to find herself trapped behind a locked door. Oh, right? The violin performance I longed for requires a "closed heart." Which meant... now I've sealed myself off within myself?!

How could this happen? Before the girl could recover from her shock, she saw herself outside, like a puppet on a string, with a blank look in her eyes, step by step, approaching Ash's back.