Chapter 250

The 149th: What is the method to travel to the future?

The clarinet noticed this person. Though he was merely human, as it watched him dragging a steel pipe with a blank expression towards itself, an unfamiliar emotion stirred within its heart.

“What do you want, I—!”

“It’s none of my business who you are.”

“I….”

“I don’t care. Either you run or wait there.”

Regardless of what the other said, Ash would rudely cut them down without even listening.

“Ding-ding-ding—”

The steel pipe collided against the soles of his feet and nearby metal, producing bell-like chimes as echoes.

There is only one thing I need to do now, which is to make you die, die in the most horrific manner possible!!!

“You…..”

Though just a human, it—an entity composed of some kind of thought aggregation—felt fear toward a human?

Impossible, absolutely impossible?!

But it still had more important things to do. This human will follow along to destruction with it!

“Hmp! You guys can’t be fixed by confining yourselves to the past anymore. Now, I’ll eradicate your future along with you!”

Having delivered his harsh words, the clarinet and the enormous whale-like automaton beneath it suddenly vanished into thin air amidst a twisting rainbow glow.

Left without support, Ash fell vertically along with the screaming girl nearby due to gravitational attraction.

“Warp… No, is it a reaction for time travel?”

Recognizing that familiar rainbow light, Ash identified what it truly was in an instant, but he had no time to think about it as he was still freefalling!

Calculating the timing and summoning strength, Ash thrust the steel pipe into the cement structure beside him, followed by ear-piercing screeches of steel and sparks flying, burning the pipe red-hot. The pain from his arm nearly tearing away, coupled with his own trembling, made Ash realize something was wrong.

This is bad, got carried away!

“Snap—!”

Noteworthy, it wasn’t discarded for no reason; the heated, red-hot steel pipe split into two pieces right before Ash’s eyes with a crisp crackle. In mid-air, Ash clutched the remaining half of the pipe, and the halting descent soon accelerated again.

This is terrible…

Gazing at the pipe slipping from his hand and breaking apart, Ash’s eyes widened as he tumbled head-first toward the ground.

“There’s no time left—I look so pathetic…”

“What are you doing!”

Just before impact, purple flow lights flickered past Ash’s position like an angel descending, and a soft arm slipped out of a sleeve to hold him, absorbing the landing impact.

Feeling himself cushioned by a soft body and embraced in a princess carry, Ash raised his head to see Makoto Kanzaki’s angry face.

Not letting go directly, Makoto stared into the man’s eyes with a sharper tone than in their argument earlier: “What are you doing, why didn’t you ask us for help? You almost shattered into pieces!”

“Tch, I got spattered by your saliva.” Ash brushed away the spit disdainfully. “It’s better to die on impact.”

“…”

Makoto suppressed the thought that had been haunting her: “Throw this guy who’s harder than alloy Z!”

Moreover, I’m very mindful; there was nothing spat!

“Have you two made up? Your relationship looks so good.”

Yayhua, sensing a provocative scene, reflected quickly on her memories of witnessing even more absurdity, dismissing her thoughts easily.

“Huh? Good relationship, with her?!”

“No way!”

Observing the two synchronous denials, Yayhua maintained her composed expression.

Yes, indeed, a very tight bond.

“Oh, Makoto P.” Seeing others join their direction, Ash suddenly called out Makoto’s nickname.

“Yes?” Makoto retorted grumpily, feeling her good intentions were unappreciated.

“Thanks.”

Without waiting for a reply, Ash turned and walked away after jumping down.

“…A peculiar guy.”

Makoto froze and couldn’t help smiling lightly, watching the black silhouette disappear.

“So, what happened? All absorbed have escaped above. Where did it go?”

Mallo, flipping over, knew their plan well and thus explained: “That guy should now be heading to the future. If it destroys the future, our present world will also fall under the influence of continuity!”

“We must stop it… Wait, we can’t just do that…” Love hesitated, knowing while the Pretty Cure were strong, they lacked time-travel capability; this seemed beyond them.

But what should be done then?

While everyone pondered hard, gazes suddenly shifted to Ash, who appeared oblivious, whistling carelessly.

“Why’re you looking at me?” Ash felt uneasy under several stares. Facing the approaching crowd, he twitched involuntarily.

“Ash must know a way!”

“What do you take me for, Doraemon?”

“Don’t you often pull out random gadgets? Isn’t Doraemon like that too?”

This was not exactly refutable logic.

“Okay, stop gawking, let me look through my stuff.”

Ash sifted through an extensive inventory, hoping to find a time-travel device.

Time Demon God—doesn’t exist. The Tsukikage machine is destroyed. Shura Armor might work, but I can’t even activate the Shura Magic Dagger, so forget it. With Bruthon… wait, what am I thinking?

Lifting a pudding, Ash wondered if it could lure the alien god from the train and speculated if the Den-O train could travel to the Pretty Cure world. Noticing a golden card case underneath, he paused.

“What’s this…” Ash picked up the card case. Unknown till this moment, he found something amazing.

“The admin ticket? Why do I have this!”

[Forgot? This was used in battles once with outsiders like you.]

“Heck, great!” Ash rejoiced, thrilled like finding forgotten cash after cleaning. He eagerly tossed the card upwards.

[Ash, stop, it’s dangerous!]

A screen popped up with red and bold warning signs, preventing Ash from catching the falling ticket.

[Don’t use that admin passage. Have you forgotten the trouble brought by it last time?]