Smile Precure 45 -

Then, from the clock tower's shadow, a soft glow emerged. It was faint, almost pathetic, a flicker of pale gold. A tiny, translucent form materialized—a fragment of Candy, no larger than a marble.

But that was three years ago.

"Even if the Royal Clock is broken," Yume whispered, "our hearts aren't. The Bad End Kingdom didn't just want to destroy our world. It wanted us to forget that sadness is the seed of joy." smile precure 45

The clock tower's hands twitched. 4:44 became 4:45. Then, from the clock tower's shadow, a soft glow emerged

Yume’s heart, a muscle she thought had atrophied, twitched. Miyuki. Cure Happy. The girl whose smile was a weapon. They hadn't spoken properly in six months. from the clock tower's shadow