Kirakira PreCure A La Mode
Cast:
Cure Whip, Usami Ichika - age 13
Cure Custard, Arisugawa Himari - age 13
Cure Gelato, Tategami Aoi - age 13
Cure Macaron, Kotozume Yukari - age 17
Cure Chocolat, Kenjou Akira - age 17
Chourou, Amatsuno Shuuzou - age 71
2017
Fusion Group has registered Cure Whip, Cure Custard, Cure Gelato, Cure Macaron, Cure Chocolat, and Cure Parfait as Pretty Cure.
Dark PreCure has graduated college with a degree in Art History. Hosshiwa has graduated college with a degree in Education. Cure Happy, Cure Peace, and Cure Tender are now college students. Cure Sunny, Cure March, and Cure Echo have graduated from high school. Cure Mermaid, Shut, and Kujou Hikaru are now high school students. Midorikawa Haru, and Hayase Ryuuto are now middle school students.
As the latest girls to be named Pretty Cure emerge from the Director's office at Fusion Group, Himari begins to fidget. Aoi notices.
"What's eating you?"
"I don't deserve so much money! What if I can't make good use of it?"
"It really isn't that much money. I already- I mean, our parents probably make more than we're getting from this. Why not just use it to have fun?"
"Flash of inspiration!" Ichika points her finger into the air. "I'm going to get some ingredients and make a cake."
Aoi nods. "Sure, bake a cake. Bake forty cakes, if you feel like it."
"Forty cakes..."
"That's too many for any of us to eat," Himari says. "The only way it would make sense to bake so many cakes is if we planned on selling them."
Aoi grins. "Why not? If we're spending money to make money, nobody can say we were irresponsible."
"It sounds amusing. Would you mind if I participate?" Yukari poses the question with a cat-like smile.
"Let's all do it together!" Ichika declares, her eyes sparkling.
"I don't mind pitching in," Akira says, looking troubled. "But won't we need a building for this? Even if we didn't plan to serve customers somehow, we can't just turn ingredients into sweets without a kitchen."
"If it's a building you need, I have one you could use."
The offer comes from an unexpected direction. The girls look to the newcomer, an old man with puffy white hair and a mustache, who is wearing a purple suit and carrying an umbrella.
"Who are you?"
"Me?" The man points to himself, as if there was any question. "I am just a dandy gentleman who happened to overhear your idea to start a business. It so happens that I have a building that isn't being used. If you wouldn't mind doing a bit of cleaning, and occasionally looking after my great-granddaughter, I would be quite happy to leave it in your care."