Kamen Rider is playing the villain in Pretty Cure

"Nonohana is my wife."

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In the dark standoff, the wind blew through the corners of the two men's clothes. The face of the man holding the gun was completely covered by shadows, revealing only two eyes full of sinister intent. No one spoke, but the atmosphere at the scene was enough to easily strangle any intruder.

Originally, after beating him up, Ash had no intention of paying any attention to him, as he had more important things to do. But now that he had the guts to say such things, Ash was going to have to give him a good beating.

After all, this is a personal matter.

"From what I've learned, Nonoka has had a gloomy, sickly demeanor since she was 13 because she doesn't know how to dress. She's never had a boy like her, and I don't even recall him confessing to her." Ash tapped the revolver gently on his shoulder, and with each click, the man's demeanor shifted from relaxed to scarlet and dangerous. "Her sister even told me about this, so I could pursue her without hesitation."

"So~ Mr. Stalker and Paranoid." Ash's sarcastic tone made the man's expression even more distorted. "You must now explain this to me. Depending on your answer, I will either beat you up or... have to kill you before I can save her."

What do you know?

Annoyed by Ash's trash talk, he took the initiative to approach Ash for the first time.

Nothing I said was wrong, and it was clearly you who caused all this. The flowers in this world are in such pain that they have never been in the world before, and you still come to me - you are too arrogant!

"Do you have the right to decide this matter!?"

The decadent man, who also began to feel evil and furious, glared at Ash in police uniform in front of him. The violent power that had already been rooted in his body began to flow for the first time and was about to be released with his hands.

However, before all this happened, Ash, whose eyes flashed red behind him, grabbed the man's neck with his arm and pressed him against the wall behind him, and the revolver was stuffed directly into the man's mouth.

What a powerful force! The man tried to struggle, but was then pressed into the crack of the wall behind him by Ash's unmatched strength.

"Don't answer questions with questions!" Ash's hidden brutality was now fully revealed. Unconcerned, Ash lashed out at his teeth with the barrel of his gun. "Didn't your elementary school teacher teach you such a simple truth?!"

【Extra】Case File 72 Ash: I am the Minotaur!

A man in a beret and wearing a police uniform was stuffing the barrel of a gun into the mouth of another young man in a white shirt, while pressing his head harder towards the crack in the wall behind him.

It looked like the police were enforcing the law and arresting criminals, with some violence, but it couldn't be summarized as Ash was not a policeman and the other man was not a criminal.

"Hmm! Answer me! Can't you open your mouth, you idiot with an IQ of less than 9!"

Ash has his own reserved positioning as a villain, and trash-talking and temper tantrums are a very vulgar way of portraying him, which he generally disdains to use.

But this is useless to Ash now. Except for some cuckolds, no man can remain calm in this situation. In any case, Ash is pissed off.

"Who do you think you are? How much do you know? Just because you know a lot, you dare to act like a big shot in front of me? Ah!"

Click!

As Ash moved his hands, a back tooth, along with blood, was pried out of the man's mouth and rolled to the ground.

As Ash's arms tightened, the man, unable to mobilize the violent energy in his body after being interrupted, struggled desperately, his face gradually turning from blue to purple and then to liver color.

Just before he was about to suffocate, Ash let go with an expressionless face, leaving him on the ground coughing loudly.

"Now, little jerk." Ash squatted in front of him and spoke to him word by word in a very friendly and murderous tone. "If it were before, I would see how you could make me laugh, but now I don't have the interest or time."

She pulled out an alarm clock from the scattered rubble behind her, wound it up, and placed it in front of the man's face, ticking away.

"Who are you, where are you from, what's your relationship with flowers, and what's the use of knowing this? No riddles, tell me everything word for word within a short time."

"It's hard to explain. People's heads are falling."

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!" The man glared at Ash with resentment, until dejection overtook all emotion. "You really deceived Hana so badly. Falling in love with you is her great misfortune."

"Click!" The hammer of the revolver was cocked with a sound, and the muzzle of the gun, mixed with blood, saliva and gunpowder, was pressed against the man's face. Ash, with an expressionless face, knocked on the ticking alarm clock.

"Nonsense counts for time."

"My name is George Kulei, and I'm Nonoka's husband." Seeing Ash's index finger pressing down, the man spoke faster. "I'm Nonoka's husband from the future... the husband of Nonoka from the future of another world."

Ash picked up the alarm clock and turned it back on.

"So," Ash pointed to the ultimate darkness behind him that was devouring the world. "Is this a predetermined event in the future world?"

The so-called time correction force?

"That's not necessarily the case, but as a Pretty Cure, Nonoka will die protecting humanity, and in the end, her violent energy will devour the world and destroy everything. That's a foregone conclusion."

"Even if different worlds manifest themselves differently, this result is an unchangeable fact."

A different world? Ash raised an eyebrow, taking note of this key point, and continued to ask.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I know, a traveler from another world."

"What are you planning to do at this past hour?"

"Find a way to save Nonoka."

Although it seems to be a useless thing, it is reasonable to go to the past and other worlds to find a way to save his wife... Wait.

Suddenly, he thought of something, his brain cells began to boil, and uncontrollable anger began to appear on Ash's face.

Judging from your tone, you came to this world before I did, so...

"You said you saved her, so what did you do?"

Kulain lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes still filled with despair.

"...I'm observing and looking for a way to save them."

"You said different worlds... Then tell me, wimp."

Ash's expression gradually twisted, grabbing the man's collar and pulling him up from the ground.

"How many times have you watched the woman you call your wife die in order to so-called save Hana?!"

"My flower once told me." The man's eyes were filled with fascination with the past. "I don't need to do anything. She's responsible for saving everything, so I... just watch. I look for a way to keep her alive."

The murderous intent that Ash began to emanate made him seem like a ghost.

"As long as the flower can survive, it's fine. I once placed my hopes in you... but instead you hurt her, leaving her in this state. So I finally understand."

As he said that, Culain in Ash's hand laughed.

"I will find my teacher and use his techniques to harness violent energy, just like the flowers of this world are doing now."

"The only way to keep Hana alive is to use my violent energy to bring the entire world to an absolute standstill before she grows up. That way, no one will die... Ultimately, I'm the only one who can save her—"

"Stop acting so hopeless about the world!"

Cullen was thrown out fiercely by Ash, who was so angry that he could not describe it. He smashed the wall behind him and fell into the door of the police car, and was then picked up again by Ash who followed closely behind him.

"Let's not talk about the conclusion that you, a low-profile version of Lukiel, came to."

"You stood by and watched your wife die before you, then gained the ability to travel through time and across worlds. Your method of saving her was to watch different versions of her die over and over again, letting the violent energy that once killed her become your strength. Ultimately, your goal was to completely defeat the purpose of her fighting, to have the Pretty Cure completely defeated by the Terminator."

This is no longer a person who can be described as a surrenderist.

"I have to say, Mr. Cullen, your train of thought truly amazes me."

Ash wanted to curse, but with his moral level, he couldn't say anything.

He urgently needs words more offensive than "Fuck you," "Newborn," and "The Angry Old Man on Tieba."

"Don't try to decide the end of the world on your own. The ones who decide this are all the humans who strive to live in it, not you who are always watching with your righteousness!"

Ash roared like a machine gun, and the self-righteous Kulain felt dizzy and couldn't say a word.

"You keep talking about saving flowers, but I see that in your eyes, apart from that poor woman who was your wife at the beginning, there is no room for anyone else!"

You just treat the flowers from other worlds as substitutes in your heart, and then watch them die to satisfy the aggrieved desire in your heart.

"No, she's not your wife anymore." Ash smirked and punched him again, turning Cullen's eyes into black eyes. "She's my woman now!"

That's right, even if it's NTR, I'm going to take the flowers from you, a cowardly little jerk.

"Now, tell me!" He lifted the man, who was already battered, and slammed him hard against the dented car door again. "In terms of violent energy, how can I save her?"

"go to hell!"

Finally, a fist of dark and violent energy was gathered, and Kulain roared and punched the man who "took away" everything from him.

[Bonus] Case File 73 Get it soon, the roar of fire!

Ash grabbed the man's wrist which was covered with dark thorns, threw him to the ground with his shoulder, and then broke the man's nose with another punch.

Although I cannot accumulate special powers in my body due to the Dark Echo...but how many people like you do you think I have seen who think they are close to God after possessing powers?

"Speak! Or I'll break every bone in your body!"

Even though he was in such a heart-wrenching pain and his nose was bleeding, Kulain was not going to give in to the bastard who had taken away and harmed the flower.

"I have nothing to say to you!"

Ash remained silent, then suddenly gave him a rather terrifying smile.

is it?

That's great.

Cullen, who had been in a coma for a short time, woke up from the sound of dragging behind him. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was a muddy tire.

What is this...doing...?

The man slowly raised his head and met Ash's eyes above him, which were as if he were looking at a dead person.

"No—you!"

You can’t, you damn it, you can’t!

In response to the man's shouting, Ash pushed the unconscious and stripped policeman away, pressed the V commander on his wrist with great indifference, and pressed the pedal of the small V-REX standing on the accelerator of the police car.

The roar of the police car's engine and the weight of the entire car almost pressed down on the increasingly terrified man's neck. The foot on his chest prevented him from getting away, and the wheel on his neck twisted his head, and with precise control, it was stuck just before it was about to be completely twisted off.

Fear, pain, suffocation, it is difficult to describe Kulain's mood at this moment with words.

Yaxiu was interrogating him...or should I say torturing him, and he was enjoying this feeling because he was angry.

"How do we deal with this volatile energy?!" A heavy shoe sole pressed down on the man's neck, lest he actually break it under the tire's whirring, rubbing against the tire. "How do we eliminate the effects? How do we awaken her tomorrow energy?"

"You can't do it—!" Kulain stretched out his hands desperately, repeatedly slapping Ash's thighs, his voice almost broken by the tearing. "You can't do it, and I can't do it either! In so many worlds, Hana will definitely encounter a powerful enemy that no one can defeat. That is the malice that humans have accumulated for so long!"

Compared with the malice of all mankind, the flickering heart of a girl is so insignificant!

Ash didn't say anything, but bit his lip and pressed the button on the commander device hard again.

V-rex faithfully carried out the task and pressed the throttle down a little more.

The sudden increase in pressure and pain made Kulain scream out completely this time. If it weren't for the violent energy still in his body, he would definitely be dead.

Madman - he is a madman, a madman who does whatever he wants!

If he is just a madman, how can he save the flowers? He can't do it, he definitely can't do it———!

Ash's thoughts were similar to his.

I'm not interested in listening to a crazy idiot complaining about himself here, I just want you to tell me what you know.

Ash deliberately gave him half a minute to recover.

"Do you know anything else?"

His voice was less angry and had become more demonic.

"Tomorrow's power! Only tomorrow's power can purify violent energy!" the man panted, seemingly losing all resistance. "But when Hana chose the Holy Sword of Melody, she lost the ability to purify... The more enemies she defeated, the more violent energy she accumulated, until she became like this in this world!"

"I don't know if anyone else can do it, but only she can awaken the energy of tomorrow. Only by expending her own hope for the future can she save herself!" The man, his hair disheveled and devoid of his previous charisma, wore an expression uglier than tears. "But she's completely despairing. She can't do it anymore. It's all because of you. This is all your fault!"

At the beginning, he hoped that he could save Nonoka, but he just watched everything happen from the beginning, so he couldn't do it.

Later, he hoped that someone could save Nonoka, even if it wasn't himself, but he never got that chance until he was disappointed.

Until now, he had thought that Ash could save the flower, but now, at this moment, Cullen hated him more than he expected him to be able to save the flower.

Isn't it your fault that the flowers in this world are suffering and looking so miserable?!

With his hand on the other wrist, Ash just watched the man's ugly appearance. Even in the face of extremely ugly curses, he still maintained an overly cold expression, as if he didn't hear it at all.

Finally, he loosened his grip, and the tire that was about to break Cullen's neck moved away.