Chapter 91

[“Although your body has mostly recovered, don’t think you can act recklessly like before. It’s already this late; you should go to sleep soon.”]

“Hehe.” Hearing the increasingly evident concern from the man on the other end of the phone, she was almost overflowing with sweet happiness that could flow out of her face like honey. “Got it~ Mr. Boyfriend! Then, good night.”

[“…Good night.”]

Holding that sweetness in her heart, the pink-haired woman satisfiedly closed her eyes.

I am Nonoha (Wild Flower).

A bad woman who has always been bullied and can do nothing well—poor at studies, lacking experience, and unable to make even the most basic observations. As a result, the company I struggled to set up eventually went bankrupt too.

Even as an adult, wanting to break away from my past self and appear more cheerful led me to look even more like the clown with the red nose at the circus.

From appearance alone, I’m a gloomy and uninspiring woman with no sense of beauty—attracting no attention from others on the street except for my few friends and family.

I am Cureyell (Cheer Angel).

Appearing in this world years ago as a junior high school student, I am ‘Light’, the sole one able to combat ‘Rage Energy’. I am a legendary warrior (Precure) in battles against Final Monsters.

In the eyes of outsiders who don’t know my true identity, Cureyell is powerful, beautiful, and ever-standing, fighting to protect them.

But, behind all these remarkable labels, no one has ever seen a girl coughing blood while running a marathon, collapsing on the ground and groaning in pain, struggling to stand back up once she falls.

Until he appeared.

That person, who has done right and wrong, taking a long detour, but ultimately healed both my body and heart.

He’s like a spark flying into my ‘world’, burning down anything hindering his path, all obstacles and everything troubling me.

My beloved will come on a mechanical dinosaur, stepping on fire…hehe, not very romantic for a fairy tale.

What a strange guy… Ash~

Yet, everything here is so happy.

He loves me, and I love him.

He will protect me, and of course, I’ll protect the world, our little home, and him! The hard-earned happiness!

All suffering has finally ended, allowing me to have this beautiful…

That was what I initially thought…

It should have been…

Until I had a dream.

In the dream, I became a tall, handsome man with a solid and reliable chest.

The man in the dream was full of vigor but lost his target. Only after losing did he feel the deep pain in front of him, realizing how important something he had lost truly was.

But even though the man in the dream was in great pain, he didn’t sink. He chose to attack head-on, boldly or recklessly, without any hesitation or confusion, obeying the goal in his heart and smashing every “wall” blocking him!

Later, the man felt unprecedented happiness from a woman, easily contented with understanding such feelings for the first time.

The contented man enjoyed this “love,” without minding changing his original nature. With someone he wanted to possess and protect, he was willing to fight for it, ready to give up everything else.

Just…

The man was running.

“Ash…”

Nonoha’s face revealed a painful expression in her sleep, sweat pouring down quickly wetting the pillowcase and clothes.

The man was fighting.

“Shu…”

In her nightmare, Nonoha was tossing and turning, calling his name, but there was no response. Her empty grasp seemed to try catching something, but grasping at thin air.

Behind were the dark hostile intentions trailing him from the past.

Before him, the final choice leading to inevitable destruction.

The man caught in a dilemma did not despair; he continuously fought and thus kept running and battling.

Until now, the man who never worried about emotions stopped because of “love.”

Then,

The man roared loudly.

The man fought fiercely.

Following came the surge of light and darkness, engulfing him who had been fighting merely to gain time, not for survival.

Until every trace of the “happiness” that once existed was swallowed and vanished.

“A-Shu–!”

Nonoha woke up, throwing aside the covers. Drenched with sweat, she panted heavily, just like a drowning person gasping for air.

Her mind in chaos, anxiety and pain consumed her, the “dream” brought her chaos, reminding her of the past. The “Energy of Tomorrow,” symbolizing hope, had warned her of the future in a premonition when her condition was better.

“But, it’s been so long since I had one…”

“This is just a dream.”

“It’s only a dream…”

“It’s just a dream…”

Nonoha repeated those words endlessly, but the anguish that troubled her did not ease much.

She remembered that day, following Ash’s steps to the basement he later sealed off. Confident as usual, Ash displayed a lonely look when alone, an expression that made her heart ache when seeing his frustration and inability.

At that moment, she hugged him from behind to comfort him, but the expression on Ash’s face didn’t relax.

Did you notice too?

“This is just a dream, right…Ash?”

Unanswered, Nonoha realized then that Ash had been busy with a bustling clinic business these days, sleeping separately instead of at home.

Although previously indifferent to other patients, he now fully opened his clinic to put everyone’s mind at ease, causing him to be very busy…

“No. Not this right now.”

It’s just a temporary departure; I’ve never been so afraid of loneliness before.

We’ve spent wonderful times together here, yet…

“There’s no scent of him here.”

“Ash.”

Now, Nonoha lowered her head, burying her face in the covers.

“I miss you so much…”

The raised bedding concealed the intermittent sobs of the girl in the night of her dreams.