History Protection PreCure

Chapter Seven: Andrei's Heartbreak... Lost Love Letters!

Li Hua grabbed onto her husband's shoulders as he kissed her collarbone. The bed creaked as she laid down upon the pile of white mesh. "We're down one Pretty Cure..." She sighed, pressing a hand against the back of Pierre's head. "Great work, my sweet..." She took her husband's face, pulling it away from her being.

"Reminds me of any kind of morality," Pierre mumbled, brushing a lock of his wife's hair out of her face. "I like being able to see you," He smiled, leaning in and kissing her lips.

Li Hua hugged her partner, snuggling into his being as he laid down beside her.

Just as the two had grown comfortable, subtle explosions muffled through the hallway.

Li Hua groaned. "Inferno is angry again..."

Pierre tightly held his wife in his arms, leaving a kiss on her forehead. "Rid yourself of those worries, my little dove..." He whispered, running his hand through the locks of her dark hair. "As long as there remains a pulse in my husk of a body, anyone that lays a finger on you, will be begging for death when I find them out..." He buried his head into her hair, sprinkling kisses down her temple, and cheek.

Li Hua sighed out, running her hand against the sides of her husband. "And Inferno?"

Pierre paused. "He's a special scenario. Worry not, love," He reassured, pressing a kiss onto the back of his wife's hand.

Li Hua pulled her hand away, pouting and rejecting the affection despite the reverence her spouse displayed. "I trust you'd defend my name, but... Spectralseeker is the only one who is around to witness the things Inferno has done..." She frowned, crossing her arms and using the piece of mesh to help cover herself. "Speaking of whom–"

"This doesn't concern Spectral... Their name shouldn't even be in your mouth," Pierre mumbled with a little spite in his voice. He removed himself from the bed they were situated upon, throwing his coat back on after plucking it from the floor. "But if you wish to speak about them, Spectral knows to inform me about anything Inferno does–" He looked past his shoulder, smiling at his wife before bringing his attention back to the archway that waited by the floor of the room at the sound of another explosion

"Should we check in on them...?" Li Hua asked, finally fixing herself her robes and lightly holding her weimao in her hand.

Pierre summoned his cane. "Perhaps," He said, leaping off the platform and stepping out towards the corridor that awaited their presence outside of the archway. He looked both ways before taking his wife's hand and walking out down the hallway.

Cure Wonder tightly held the sword in her hand, keeping Cuifen safe behind her. Or at least she liked to assume the poor woman who was dragged out here, was safe as long as she was nowhere near the man who was spitting out fire as they spoke. Strangely enough, her arm was still cooperating against the side of its creator, and just like any other limb of hers.

"Ashlynn, please. I just want my wife. After that, I will never bother anyone ever again," Inferno begged as he clasped his hands together in a praying position. "You three know by now. That's all I've ever wanted. She's all I've ever worked for."

Cure Prosperity was clearly reeling back, crossing her arms as she got herself to turn her head away from the situation and conflicts of interest. Her fingers dug into the magical fabric of her yellow coat, showing anything but cheerfulness with the bright color.

"Where the heck is Angel?! Mochi! Tell them to get out of my mom's bed! We have a problem here!" Cure Resilience screamed, only to be caught off by the sound of slow applause.

The girls and cat moved their heads towards the flaming entrance of the room.

There stood, Pierre with a wide smile, Li Hua by his side as he slammed his hands against each other in some false way of acknowledgement. "Bravo," He complimented, gently taking the cane that Li Hua held in her hand. "If this were a soap opera, I like to believe it would get high ratings." He took a step forward, folding his free hand behind his back.