The giant colossal shadow bellowed, causing the entire realm to shake violently. Pissard himself found it hard to stand properly for a while there. "How longer must I wait... Pissard?" That question was, obviously, directed to the very same villain-in-subject.
That very same villain, standing a long distance in front of the being, shivered. "I... humbly apologize, Dark King, my lord." he said, raising his head. "However, the place where they are is filled with the power of life." The colossal giant remained silent, unresponsive. "I was trying to get that energy for you, my lord."
"...and?" it finally replied. "Where might this 'energy' be?"
Pissard stuttered. "A-about that..."
"Don't fool around with me!" it shouted. Lightning struck against Pissard's back, causing him to wince and collapse onto his knees. Although it gave him a painful damage, he managed to stand up albeit weakly. As blood seemed to seep off his armor and drip to the ground, the being showed no attention to this. "You can easily be replaced by any of my other minions, Pissard. Do not forget that."
Shadows from unknown areas began seeping on the ground, crawling towards him with the motion of hungry predators. Pissard winced. "H-hai, my Lord. I understand." With nervousness and fear burrowed inside his mind, he gulped. "Next time for sure, without fail!"
As she followed Rina and Shiho on their way to the school, at the train station, Nagisa had long ago drilled any noise out her thoughts. She was too preoccupied thinking about the events that had happened yesterday. That weird kabuki-guy attacked us again... she mentally explained to herself, slowly so she would be able to understand herself. And tried to capture Mepple and Mipple, too... what, um, why are they being targeted in the first place? She sighed. I don't get this at all...
Rina and Shiho had long ago stopped walking and stared way behind them, where Nagisa was. "Sheesh, she sure is slow today, huh?" Rina mused.
"Probably thinking about something like boys or girls." Shiho laughed.
Looking up, Nagisa suddenly began thinking about that boy she had saw on the train station- and the one who had kicked the soccer ball into Honoka's room. "Huuh, so he's in the soccer club..."
"Sorry, sorry!"
She raised her head, attention turned away, as she turned to the source of the voice; Fujimura Shougo. "H...huh?"
He waved at her direction. "I'm sorry!" he shouted. "Did I make you wait?"
Nagisa suddenly turned red. "Heh!? M-me!? Umm..." she considered raising her hand and replying, but then something came to her mind. Wait... why am I blushing? Do I like him that way!? She mentally squealed and shook her head, ignoring the fact that for some reason, Fujimura still hasn't even reach close to her yet. It's probably that fake love at first sight thing... wait! But then, wouldn't Yukishiro-san get jealous? I mean, we did just... she slapped herself. W-what am I talking about!? Just because she put candy in my mouth doesn't mean we're girlfriends or going out already! We're just friends, and besides, I'm straight! I'm not lesbian, and she isn't either, right? She curiously rubbed her chin. Hmm...
Fujimura finally reached her... and ran past her, chatting with his friend. Nagisa, of course, immediately ignored this. Why am I thinking so much about that event yesterday!? That candy is just a treat, it doesn't mean anything special like girls' love or invitation to sex or anythi- She gasped. W-what!? Why did I think of sex!? Don't tell me that I'm-
Nagisa ran up to Shiho and Rina, the two confused (but assuming that Nagisa likes Fujimura, for no good reason). "Shiho!" The orange-haired lacrosse player screamed.
"W-what is it, Nagisa!?"
Nagisa pointed to her own cheek. She wanted to say, 'I've turned into a pervert! Slap me now!', but instead, she just said "Slap me!"
Shiho didn't hesitate to slap her at all, laughing cheerfully with an innocent face.
Rina deadpanned.
Pissard stood on a building again. (God damn it, Pissard, can't you find something else to stand on for once? For heaven's sake, respect the buildings!) He glared at the humans below, who were walking on the streets The way he stared at them with emotionless eyes reflected the exact style of what he did the previous attempt to find the Precures. (Like, seriously. What is it with you and standing on buildings while staring down at humans!?)
He observed these so-called 'students', analyzing them and comparing them to those pesky Precures' forms before transforming.
"...hohh. That's interesting."
He smirked and flew towards the school that Honoka and Misumi had studied at. He would have to research carefully and prepare to make his way as a spy into the school.
"And thus this is the itinerary for the field trip next week." Takenouchi Yoshimi-sensei explained with a smile to the class. She dropped it immediately, however. "Ah, that's right... who will be in charge?" she asked herself. "Is anyone volunteering to maintain the field trip next week?" Yoshimi-sensei asked everyone.
Everyone smiled, but from a different reason- they had heard that one of the new teachers arriving tomorrow were going to be cute. Thus, the excitement. "One of them's going to be cute, apparently..."
Nagisa smiled. "Cute, huh?" She rubbed her chin and smiled dreamily. "I can't wait to see what he's like..."
"Misumi-san." Yoshimi-sensei politely called. Nagisa choked on nothing (apparently) and swatted her neck to set everything properly. "Were you listening to what I was saying at all?"
The girl laughed nervously and rubbed her head. "O-of course I was, sensei!"
Yoshimi-sensei smirked evilly and chuckled to herself. "Then, you wouldn't mind taking the job, right?"
Nagisa smiled, still unsure what was going on. "Haaaiiii...iiiiieEEEHHH!?" she stood up, shocked and surprise. "H-how'd it come to that!?"
"It's decided, everyone!" Yoshimi-sensei smiled, ignoring the girl's outburst. "Next week's field trip organizer shall be Misumi-san!"
Everyone began clapping for her, causing the girl to blush and bow down respectfully. "Ah, no, it's no problem- WAIT!" she banged her hands on the desk again, frustrated. "Why do I have to do it? Myself!?" she clutched onto her hair.
The teacher mused. "...you're right. It's a bit risky to let Misumi-san of all people do it by herself." she smiled teasingly, causing the class to laugh while Nagisa turned red. "Let's ask someone else to help her..."
"That hurts my feelings, you know..." Nagisa muttered, which went unheard.
Honoka raised her hand. "Sensei, I believe that I can help with this job." she informed with a sincere smile.
Yoshimi-sensei responded to the smile happily, excited. "Alright, Yukishiro-san. This may be hard for you since you just recently became class rep, but I'm sure you can do it!"
"Hehhh!?" Nagisa quietly exclaimed in whisper to herself. She blushed red, thinking about the dirty things she had accidentally thought this morning on her way to school. The girl punched herself and forced herself to forget it.
Honoka nodded, and the entire class save for Nagisa and herself began clapping again.
"Go, Nagisa!"
"You can do it!"
"Don't mess up and ruin Yukishiro-san's effort!"
Nagisa sweatdropped. "Do I seem that hopeless...?"
"Well then," Rina bent down and put on her shoes, "I should hurry and head home so I can go to the hairdresser."
Shiho excitedly pat her. "Is it to impress that new teacher tomorrow?!" she asked.
Rina nodded.
The other girl squealed. "Like, seriously!? Maybe I should get a new hairstyle as well..." she muttered.
Nagisa sweat-dropped. "Hey now, you guys are getting a bit too excited..."
Suddenly, her bag shook excitedly. "I sense Mipple, mepo!" a stuffed voice exclaimed. "Mipple! Mipple! Where are you, mepo?"
The three froze, Nagisa paling. Her two friends looked around.
As Honoka walked past without noticing them, her bag shook as well. "Mepple, I'm here, mipo!" her bag shook.
Shiho and Rina stared. "...I think I heard a strange voice." Shiho commented.
Rina looked to the bluenette. "Yuikishiro-san, did you hear anything too?"
Honoka faltered. "Um, no... it must be your imagination..."
The two normal girls were persistent, however. "I think I heard it from... you're bag..."
The bluenette paled. "T-that's just a coincidence!" she shouted. The others stared at her, rather surprised. She closed her mouth with huge blush and smiled. "U-Um, I mean... right, Misumi-san? It's just a coincidence, r-right?"
Catching on, Nagisa nodded frantically "Um, yeah! It's just a coincidence!"
Before the two normal girls could ask anything else, Honoka gasped and raised a finger. "Oh yeah, Misumi-san! Let's discuss about the field trip next week, shall we?" she said.
"H-huh?" Nagisa faltered, and immediately remembered about the field trip. "A-ah, yeah! Let's."
"How about we, um, go to my house and discuss our plans for it?"
The orange-haired girl nodded and grabbed her lacrosse stick. "Sorry, you two, I'm gonna head to Yukishiro-san's home now!"
They walked away, leaving the two girls immensely confused. Rina cocked. "Were those two... always that close?"
Shiho shrugged. "Who knows...?"
"Geez, Meppl!" Nagisa frowned. She certainly hated it when creatures suddenly freeload at her house, especially if they're going to cause trouble... well, not entirely 'hate', but something amongst those lines. "Don't just randomly make noise like that... I thought you were asleep!"
The fairy, now in phone-form, laughed. "I can't stay asleep that long, mepo~" he grinned.
Let's just say that Nagisa was really tempted to throw the phone-like fairy away.
As soon as the two stopped walking, they looked up to Honoka's house. "Ehehe, we've reached here."
Nagisa sputtered. "N-no way!" she dramatically exclaimed. "This... this is your house!?"
Honoka opened the doors, the girl bowing in thanks to her. A dog came running to them both. "I'm home, Chuutaro~"
Nagisa once again stared in awe. "W-whoa, so big... wait, 'Chuutaro'!? A dog!?" She proceeded to shut her mouth so as to not criticize the name. It wasn't that bad anyways, she just found it... meh.
Mepple stared. "That is one creepy thing, mepo."
Chuutaro noticed this. Oh my Dog, is that a new chewing toy!? It seemed to be thinking, at least, that's how it seemed to Mepple. He didn't even know what it was saying, but by guessing, it must have been that. Soon, the dog went up to Nagisa and began licking Mepple's face.
"A-ahh! What are you doing, mepo!? I am the chosen Hero, how dare you!?"
The dog seemed to enjoy licking him. Chosen Hero, Broken FIFA, whatever. Mepple imagined the dog saying.
He grunted in response, as he was trapped between the dog's tongue and Nagisa's hand.
A few minutes later, Nagisa found herself inside Honoka's room. "Please wait while I get the tea~" the bluenette told her with a smile.
Nagisa nodded, looking around in awe. "So this is her room, huh..." she muttered, ignoring the way Mepple and Mipple were spinning around like a couple... wait, were they a couple? Not that she'd know, but they act like lovers or something... perhaps they are, was what she had came up with. She noticed a fallen photo. "Oh, what's this?" the orange-haired girl smirked. She picked the photo up. "Maybe it's her boyfriend?"
"Honoka doesn't have a boyfriend." Mipple told her, but this went ignored as the fairy was pretty much still spinning around with her... 'lover'. Whatever Mepple was to her.
Nagisa, before flipping the fallen photo frame to see it, suddenly felt a shiver down her spine. "...I feel like if I see what's on this and it becomes her boyfriend, I'll regret something..." she mused. After a few seconds, she laughed it off. "Ah well!"
The photo was... nevertheless quite confusing. It wasn't of a family member... Nagisa thought. When she saw the photo, she wondered one of the three things;
1) Who is this?
2) Why is a picture of him in Honoka's room?
3) Why am I even wondering who he is?
Obviously, she noticed the text on the photo. "...Dr. Breakstone. Who's 'zat?" she asked, dumbfounded.
Honoka entered the room. "Sorry for the wait." she announced, placing the tea-set onto the floor and taking a seat... on the floor. Nagisa, who had been sitting on Honoka's chair, didn't even consider letting the room's owner sit on that owner's own chair at all. Tch, this girl.
Noticing Mepple and Mipple still cuddling around, Honoka raised an eyebrow. "Hey, why do you guys look like cell phones and then stuffed animals?" she asked. The other girl in the room couldn't have asked it in a better way herself.
Mepple scowled comically. "That's rude. We're not stuffed animals, mepo!" he exclaimed.
Pissard grinned as he walked out the school. "Tomorrow, I will defeat those blasted Precures." he muttered. "Even if I have to wait one day... I promise you, my Dark lord, I will not let you down." he chuckled evilly to himself.
Suddenly, a teacher crashed into him from behind. Pissard stumbled for a while, and turned around to face the 'assaulter' he had thought it would be.
Yoshimi-sensei fell down backwards, rubbing her hair nervously. "Owww... u-um, I'm very sorry-" she froze upon looking up to see Pissard's face. "..."
Pissard looked down at her, emotionless. "...be careful and look where you're going." he simply tells her, before walking away. My goals are to destroy the Precure, I can wait for now and not mess around.
As he disappeared from her sight, Yoshimi-sensei couldn't help but turn a bit red despite the confusion. "W-who was... that...?"
Of course, the teacher was really surprised- even though one-eighth of her consciousness already knew the answer- when that very same man that had captured her heart had came to apple as a teacher's aides. During the morning assembly, she gasped when the last applicant stepped onto the wooden stage. "W-wow, he's quite... handsome..." she blushed, before covering her own mouth and looking around nervously. Hopefully nobody heard what she said...
...sadly for her, the other teachers and the principal and vice-principal were glaring weirdly at her as if she was insane. They shrugged it off, however, and decided not to point it out to Yoshimi-sensei that they did in fact heard it.
As some students began squealing to their friends at his appearance, Pissard looked around in his human form. They must be in the crowd somewhere... he told himself, his sharp blue eyes moving around.
Some students- mostly the ones that weren't interested in this new 'hot guy', as to put in other girls' words- which probably meant no many, since most were totally into this 'hot guy'- felt a bit nervous at his silence. Honoka had a feeling that she knew this person, but... nevermind.
Nagisa, despite her excited nature the previous day to meet him, didn't really care right now and was talking to Shiho. Tch, this rude girl.
"Mr. Kazama..." the vice-principal coughed. "P-please... say something."
Pissard smirked when he finally spotted Nagisa. "...found you." he muttered.
Nagisa noticed this, however, when she looked up for a bit. Although she still cared and was excited, she had to mentally punch her 'bad feeling' side deep inside her mind. "Shiho, I think our eyes just met!" she whispered hurriedly with a smile, knowing very well what her friend would say.
"Eh? Really!?" Shiho replied. "Man, I'm so jealous!"
Nagisa suddenly felt odd as Pissard kept staring at her. ...is there something on my face?, she wondered.
Pissard simply continued smirking and walked to the line of new applicants already introduced, the smirk which had attracted lots of the girls somehow. "Oh, um, it's over?" The vice-principal gasped. Turning to the crowd of girls, he sighed. "He was just nervous, that's all... don't mind it!" The vice principal then proceeded to laugh it off.
The principal, comparing Pissard to the vice-principal's childhood (since it was the Vice-Principal who suggested that), smirked. "So that's how he was when he was young, huh..."
And Yoshimi-sensei, as expected like most of the girl students, was totally lovestruck by Pissard's human form. "S-so handsome...!"
Pissard had certainly not expect to have been 'forced' to walk with that woman. That woman who had crashed into him rudely yesterday. Yeah, he certainly didn't see that coming... not that he even cared anyways. I mean, why would he care about that? He's got two Precures to destroy anyways.
"I- um, I am your mentor! Takenouchi Yoshimi!" the woman introduced, blushing and smiling at the same time.
He didn't reply, just like we all expected from our favorite building-stander.
"You could call me Yoshimi if you'd like."
Again, no response.
Yoshimi-sensei kept on blushing, for some reason he didn't know. "This might be destiny that you are I are both teaching at the same school..." she told him her opinions, looking down happily. "T-this is definitely fate."
This time, Pissard sent her a look that she thought was a nervous lovestruck expression. He must've had guessed what she had thought his expression was, because honestly, he didn't know how she mistook his emotionless glare, that was questioning her sanity about 'love and flirting with new teachers', into a nervous lovestruck expression. "..." regardless, he didn't reply.
"...oh, you must be embarrassed~" Yoshimi-sensei squealed as she said that.
Pissard mentally sweat-dropped. No, no I am not, you crazy human. Get away from me.
The woman laughed shyly.
Honoka wasn't really sure what to do in this situation. At one problem, the teachers- both Yoshimi-sensei and that new teacher aide- were late. At another problem, Yoshimi-sensei suddenly came and requested Nagisa to go somewhere with her, and both hasn't even returned yet. At yet another problem, that new teacher's aide was really giving her a bad feeling- like she knew that person from somewhere before.
"Misumi-san..." Honoka muttered. "...please be safe."
"What's wrong, mipo?" Mipple asks with a whisper from her bag. Luckily, no one seemed to notice- Mipple seemed to be the more rational and careful one out of the two fairies.
Honoka looked down and, when looking to Nagisa's desk, noticed the girl had left Mepple on the desk. To he dismay, Mepple was trying to float really slowly to Honoka's desk in case someone tried to inspect him, all defenseless on Nagisa's desk. When he left the table, while no one was watching, he immediately rushed the floating so fast it was like supersonic. Honoka sweat-dropped and looked back to Mipple. "It's just that... that new teacher."
Mipple brightened. "Oh, you mean that grey-haired 'hot guy' that your friends have been talking about, mipo?"
The bluenette nodded. "Yeah... I have a feeling that I've seen him somewhere before."
Seeing as Nagisa still hadn't returned yet, Honoka stood up. "I'm going to go check on them." she announced, the class staring towards her.
"Well, tell sensei and Nagisa to hurry up." Rina said, waving her off.
She nodded and ran out the classroom.
Shiho stared at the left-open door. "...they must be real close, huh, for Yukishiro-san to be worried about Nagisa."
Rina laughed. "No way, I think she's more worried about sensei."
Honoka, who was far away from class now, took a turn and went towards the gym. "Better to start with the largest room at school, huh." she muttered, taking another turn. She saw Nagisa standing with Yoshimi-sensei, about to enter, so the bluenette quickly hid herself. "...what're they doing?" she asked herself, before wondering if Nagisa even knew what was happening.
Quietly, she sneaked towards another entrance to the gym- the backside.
After waiting a minute or two, she slightly opened the backdoor to the gym, leaving barley an inch so she could hear and see what was going on.
"Take out the Prism Stone, and give it to me." Kazama, the new teacher's aide, said to Nagisa. The bluenette gasped- no humans should know about the Prism Stones, unless...
"P-Pissard!" Mepple muttered, shaking in Honoka's hands.
The bluenette looked down at him, shocked. "W-what...!?"
"Prism Stone... i-it can't be!" Nagisa shrieked, finally realizing what was happening.
Pissard laughed and jumped behind Nagisa, grabbing onto Yoshimi-sensei, who was still hypnotized. "Well, Precure. Take out the stones, or otherwise she'll get harmed." he laughed, shaking Yoshimi-sensei a bit as if to signal to Nagisa who had the upper hand in this situation. One of his fingers extended its nail, stopping right at her neck.
"S-stop!" Nagisa stuttered. She gritted her teeth- she left Mepple in the classroom. The only hope she had left was for Honoka to come soon, somehow...
"Well then..." Pissard smirked, although he had a feeling that someone was watching. "How about you, Precure?"
At first, Nagisa was confused. The villain looked backwards and smirked, and Nagisa saw a really small gap at the backdoor of the gym. She gasped when it fully opened. "Yukishiro-san!"
"I have what you want right here!" Honoka shouted, raising Mepple and Mipple together.
"E-ehhh!? H-Honoka, don't!" Mepple screamed.
The lacrosse player took this opportunity to run to the teacher. "Yoshimi-sensei!"
Scowling, Pissard shoved the teacher away from her. "Give it up already, Precure." he told Nagisa, shoving her away as well- albeit in another direction.
Honoka ran to them. "Yoshimi-sensei! Please hang in there!" she said, then quickly tossed Mepple to Nagisa. "Misumi-san! Now!"
She nodded.
Rina walked alongside Shiho, rubbing her chin. "But seriously, they must be having some kind of secret party or something." she mused.
Shiho laughed. "Nah, no way! I bet they're in trouble." she suggested.
"Pfft, Nagisa and Yukishiro-san? In trouble? Yeah, right." Rina replied. "With a girl of brains and a girl of brawns," she began, "there's no way they would lose to anything."
Her friend laughed again. "Yeah, but if they were, I bet those two superheroes will come save them! And we'll get to watch them!"
"Superheroes?"
"Yeah! Cure Black and Cure White, remember?"
The taller girl rubbed her shoulder. "Ah, I'm tired..." she then looked to Shiho. "But, yeah, I guess you have a point."
The two of them headed towards the gym's backdoor. "Ah, I hear some noises from the gym." they said in unison, then laughed quietly before peeking through it.
Both their eyes widened. "W-whoa, what is this?"
A large blast of light was eliminating some kind of... thing, in the gym. And in at one side were two weird-looking girls who seemed to be causing the blast. At the receiving side was that monstrous thing, and behind the monster was a weird kabuki guy?
"Hey, isn't that... Kazama-sensei?" Rina whispered.
"What?" Shiho squinted her eyes. "...nah, of course not! Kazama-sensei looked too handsome this morning to be some kind of weird kabuki actor."
Rina, still somewhat unsure, nodded. The two continued observing this.
When Pissard had collapsed from the damage and was left unconscious, the two girls suddenly decided to run away from the gym to call in help from the other students. It wasn't like they hadn't noticed the unconscious Yoshimi-sensei, after all.
"Yoshimi-sensei, wake up!" Nagisa shrieked, worried.
As Pissard groaned and rubbed his head, Honoka looked nervously to him. "...Misumi-san, he's awake."
"What?" she glared at the villain.
Pissard blinked. "...Precures?"
"...whatever you want, you've lost. Give up already!" Nagisa said.
Pissard stood up, dusted some... dusts, away, and chuckled. "I'll come get you back for sure, Precures." he told them with a somewhat friendly scowl, before walking over to Yoshimi-sensei. "And as for you..."
"G-get away from... her?" Honoka paused.
As Yoshimi-sensei's eyes opened, she saw Pissard. "Kazama...sensei?"
Pissard handed her a rose. "Forget about me." he whispered loud enough for the three to hear.
"Huh?" they all questioned, before Pissard put a finger to Yoshimi's head. She seemed to collapse again.
"Y-Yoshimi-sensei!" Nagisa shrieked. "W-what did you do to her!?"
He smiled. "Relax. She'll forget me this way." he said, before disappearing into thin air.
"..." although unsure, when Yoshimi-sensei opened her eyes once again within a few seconds, she looked around. "...huh? What am I doing here...?"
The gym's doors opened and the students from their class rushed in. "Yoshimi-sensei!"
"G-girls! What are... what...?"
Nagisa blinked. "What the..."
"Nagisa!" Rina smirked. "I called for the girls to help those girls who called themselves the Pretty Cures fight that weird kabuki guy," she explained, to which Nagisa laughed, (I mean, at least she wasn't the only one who thought he looked like some kind of kabuki actor), "but I guess we were too late. Ah well."
"Kazama... sensei?" Yoshimi-sensei muttered before gasping. "Wait, what am I saying? Who's Kazama?"
Honoka stared at her. "You don't... remember?"
"Remember what?"
Shiho patted Honoka's back. "Ah, Yukishiro-san, maybe you've been falling asleep lately?" she laughed it off. "There's no person named Kazama in this school, no teachers like that!"
Nagisa and Honoka exchanged glances. "...they all forgot about him..." the two seemed to quietly tell themselves at the same time, as if telepathically.
And Mepple and Mipple... were asleep, hidden in their pockets.