Princess Connect Academy: Hungry Hearts and Love Storms
A boy named Yuuki transfers to a Japanese high school with no memories of his past. He's average at everything except one thing: girls seem drawn to him for no reason. On his first day, a cheerful girl named Pecorine crashes into him, complaining she's starving. He offers her a rice ball, and she bursts into tears, saying it's the taste she's been searching for. Suddenly, a strange vision flashes in Yuuki's mind—a grassy field, a sword, and a girl calling his name. But he can't remember.
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Princess Connect Academy: Hungry Hearts and Love Storms - Sakura Dancing Easter: Rice Balls and the Resonant Game Change
Yuuki stopped in front of the door to the chairman's office.
Something deep in his chest felt faintly warm.
The vow he'd exchanged with the five girls under the cherry tree in the back garden last night still lingered in the core of his body. Pecorine's tears. Kyaru's trembling hands. Kokkoro's prayer. Shizuru's warm fingers. Kyouka's voice, just a little softer than usual.
(All of them, for me.)
Yuuki clenched his fist tight.
"...It's okay. It's okay."
He muttered it under his breath, as if convincing himself.
Knock, knock.
"Come in."
A low voice that carried well. Yuuki slowly opened the door.
The room was cool.
Spacious. Strangely spacious. Bookshelves lined the entire wall, packed tight with thick old volumes. Morning light streamed through the window, casting long shadows across the floor.
Behind a large desk at the far end sat the chairman.
An older man in a black suit. His silver-streaked hair was slicked neatly back, and behind thin gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes fixed steadily on Yuuki.
"So you've come, Yuuki."
The chairman spoke quietly, his gaze still on the documents in his hand.
"...Yes. I heard you called for me."
"Indeed. I wanted to have a final discussion about your return to the academy."
He removed his glasses and set them on the desk.
"I'll be blunt. Your resonance magic is no longer merely 'the power to awaken an individual's memories.' It's transforming into something far more dangerous — something far greater."
Yuuki held his breath.
"...Transforming?"
"Yes. Your power has now entered the stage where it 'temporarily synchronizes the souls' of those around you. In other words, when your emotions are strongly stirred, the souls of everyone nearby become connected through you. Not just past-life memories — current emotions and sensations, everything blends together."
The chairman's voice was matter-of-fact.
"Yesterday, you resonated with five girls in the back garden. That was just a glimpse of what this power can do."
Cold sweat seeped down Yuuki's back.
"...Yes. Light danced around us. Everyone's memories flowed into me, just for a moment."
"What's dangerous is what comes after. As the synchronization deepens, the boundaries between individual souls blur. In the worst case, multiple people's consciousnesses merge, and they can never return. And your memories — at the center of it all — will be eroded faster and deeper than anyone's."
Yuuki bit his lip.
"But it's too early to despair. There is a way to control it."
The chairman pulled a single sheet of paper from his desk drawer.
"A resonance circle. With you at the center, those whose soul wavelengths match yours form a ring. That way, your power is distributed across the entire circle rather than resting on any one person. The risk of runaway drops dramatically."
"A resonance circle..."
"That is the condition for your return to the academy. Pecorine, Kyaru, Kokkoro, Shizuru, Kyouka. These five are already deeply resonating with you. Form a circle with them, and face your own power."
Yuuki stared at the paper.
On it, five names were arranged in a circle, like stars connected by invisible lines.
"One more thing. A fragment of a memory crystal is embedded within your body. As the last survivor of the Kingdom of Astralia, you were born bearing that fragment. That is why you can use resonance magic even after losing your memories."
"...Inside my body?"
Yuuki pressed a hand to his chest.
Thump, thump — his heart pulsed.
Something was sleeping deep inside.
"You are Astralia's last survivor. And that fragment of memory sustains your very existence. Don't forget that."
The chairman put his glasses back on and looked at Yuuki straight.
"Go now. There are girls waiting for you."
---
Passing through the academy's main gate, Yuuki caught the scent of spring.
Soil, grass, and a faint trace of flowers.
As he started walking toward the school building, a familiar voice came flying from somewhere ahead.
"Yuuki-kuuun!!"
Bouncing with every step, Pecorine came running. Her fluffy brown hair, tied in two buns, sparkled in the sunlight.
"Welcome back! I've been waiting for you! I'm hungry!"
"I'm back, Pecorine. Sorry I worried you."
"Yeah! I was super worried! But I believed you'd come back! So I got ready to eat a whole bunch of onigiri!"
"...You never change, do you."
Kyaru walked over, her long silver hair flowing behind her. Her ice-blue eyes locked onto Yuuki.
"Welcome back, Yuuki. I'm glad you're safe."
Her voice was as cold and clear as ever. But deep in her eyes, something wavered — just a little.
"I'm back, Kyaru. Sorry for the trouble."
"...Whatever. I exist to protect you. I don't consider it trouble."
"Welcome home, Lord Yuuki."
Kokkoro approached with a soft smile, her long black hair braided. Her deep emerald eyes gazed at Yuuki gently.
"I'm so glad you're safe. I've been praying for you all along."
"Thank you, Kokkoro. Your prayers reached me."
"Fufu. That makes me happy."
"Yuuki-san. Welcome back."
A soft voice. Shizuru stood with her long black hair swaying in the breeze — the girl said to be the most beautiful in her year, wearing a quiet smile.
"Just thinking I can search for your flavor again makes me so happy."
"Shizuru-san. I'm back. I'm glad I get to cook with you again too."
"...My sister was getting tired of waiting, you know."
Kyouka peeked out from behind Shizuru. Her black hair, the same as her sister's, was tied high in a single ponytail. She glared at Yuuki with sharp eyes.
"If you hadn't come back, my sister would've been crying again."
"Sorry, Kyouka. I worried you."
"...Whatever. I was just worried about my sister."
Kyouka turned her face away with a huff.
The five girls gathered around Yuuki.
The spring sunlight filtered through their hair, making it shimmer.
Looking at this scene, Yuuki felt something tighten in his chest for no reason he could name.
(Nostalgic. Why? This should be the first time.)
"Everyone, I need you to listen."
Yuuki looked at each of the five in turn.
"The chairman told me about the resonance circle. To control my power, I need all of your strength. ...I still don't know anything — not about myself, not about my past. But I'm tired of running from it."
"Of course! Pecorine will be your strength, Yuuki-kun! Besides, a circle sounds kind of fun!"
"...I was born to protect you. The others don't need to come near."
Kyaru stepped forward.
"A resonance circle? Fine. But I alone am enough. I will ensure your safety. The others aren't necessary."
"Hey, Kyaru-chan! What are you saying! Yuuki-kun's meals are my reason for living! You're the one who shouldn't get in the way!"
Pecorine puffed out her cheeks and shot back.
"Meals? We're talking about life and death here. Your appetite is irrelevant."
"Don't mock my appetite! If I'm hungry, I can't fight! That was true in my past life too!"
"...Past life?"
Kyaru's eyes flickered for an instant.
"Both of you, please don't argue in front of Lord Yuuki."
Kokkoro stepped between them.
"I will manage Lord Yuuki's memories. Both of you, please don't tire him out."
"Manage his memories...? Kokkoro, what are you saying?"
"Lord Yuuki's soul wavelength is very delicate. If handled roughly, it will break. I will soothe it with my prayers."
"My, my. Then I can't afford to fall behind either."
Shizuru smiled sweetly.
"Teaching you flavor is my role. I'm sure I can recall the recipes from our past lives too. So I should be the one who can help Yuuki-san the most."
"Wait, even my sister...?"
Kyouka sighed in exasperation.
"All of you, have some restraint. You're bothering Yuuki."
"Kyouka...you're taking my side?"
"Th-That's not it! You're someone my sister acknowledged, so I have no choice! Don't get the wrong idea!"
Kyouka's face went bright red as she turned away.
Watching the five girls go back and forth, a natural smile spread across Yuuki's face.
(Everyone's the same as always. That makes me really happy.)
"...Hey, everyone. I want to apologize properly."
Five pairs of eyes turned to Yuuki.
"Because of me, I put all of you through something terrifying. I showed Pecorine memories so painful she collapsed. I made Kyaru resign as student council president. I sent Kokkoro searching through the whole town. I caused trouble for Shizuru-san and Kyouka too."
"So at least, let me make it up to you with what I can do. ...Can I borrow the home economics room? I want to make onigiri."
"Onigiri!! Yuuki-kun's onigiri!! I want some!!"
Pecorine's amber eyes lit up bright.
"...If you made them, I suppose I could eat one."
"I would love to try some as well."
"Me too. I'm very curious about your flavor."
"...If my sister's eating, I'll take one too. Just in case."
Yuuki's heart lifted as he looked around at the five of them.
"Thank you! Then I'll get started. Rice...I wonder if there's some in the home ec room. Ah, but cooking takes time, so first I need to wash the rice and—"
Once it came to cooking, Yuuki talked fast.
"Yuuki-kun, you're already thinking about nothing but onigiri!"
"Fufu. That's so like you, Lord Yuuki."
The five girls' laughter echoed into the spring sky.
---
The home economics room was bathed in evening light.
Orange light poured through the window, casting long shadows across the counter.
Yuuki, wearing a white apron, was cutting through freshly cooked rice with a rice paddle.
Steam rose softly.
"Smells so good~! Why does the smell of rice make you feel so happy?"
Pecorine sat in front of the counter, swinging her legs.
"...That's bad manners. Wait quietly."
Kyaru leaned against the wall with her arms crossed.
"Lord Yuuki's hands are so careful. It's like he's offering a prayer."
Kokkoro had her hands clasped in front of her chest, gazing at Yuuki's hands with a dreamy expression.
"The salt is perfect. It's as if something is flowing from your fingertips."
Shizuru stood beside Yuuki, peering at his hands.
"...Sister, you're too close."
Kyouka tugged at Shizuru's sleeve.
"Oh, but I want to watch."
Yuuki laughed, a little embarrassed.
"Um, it's kind of nerve-wracking when you watch so closely. ...But I'm making these for all of you, so I also want you to watch."
"I'm watching! I'll watch the whole time! So hurry up, I want to eat!"
"...Hurry up. My time isn't infinite either."
"Kyaru-san, thank you for coming even though you're busy."
"...It's for Yuuki. Of course I came."
Kyaru's cheeks flushed just slightly.
Yuuki took salt in his hand and sprinkled it over the rice.
White grains scattered down.
(This sensation. The warmth of my palms. The softness of the rice. ...I know this.)
Yuuki closed his eyes.
(I always made them like this, for someone. Someone...who was it?)
Something flickered in the back of his mind.
"...Huh?"
"Lord Yuuki, is something wrong?"
"...No. It's nothing. I just felt a little nostalgic."
Yuuki took rice in his hands and began shaping it into triangles.
One, two, three.
With practiced hands, five onigiri took shape.
"They're done! They're done! Give me one!"
"Here, Pecorine. They're hot, so be careful."
Yuuki handed an onigiri to Pecorine.
She took it with both hands, opened her mouth wide, and bit in.
Munch, munch.
Gulp.
"...It's delicious."
Tears spilled from Pecorine's eyes.
"It's delicious, Yuuki-kun. I know this flavor. I've been searching for it — for so, so long. The flavor I wanted to feed my people..."
On Pecorine's right wrist, a silver bracelet shaped like a stalk of wheat glowed faintly.
"...I'll have one too."
Kyaru took an onigiri and bit into it.
Through her white gloves, the warmth of the rice reached her.
"...This is—"
Kyaru's blue eyes flew wide open.
"...I remember. That day, you made these for me. Before every battle, always. You said, 'When you come back alive, I'll make them again'..."
A single tear traced down Kyaru's cheek.
"I'll have one as well."
Kokkoro brought an onigiri to her mouth.
She chewed slowly, savoring it
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