It was a peculiar morning. When Mieko woke up from her dreams, everything felt different. The soft morning light gently caressed her face as she slowly opened her eyes, feeling as though she were still floating in a dream, her thoughts enveloped in a misty haze. Moments later, when the fog lifted from her mind, she noticed something startling—the sleeping face beside her was her son—you.

The unexpected sight shocked her. She quickly sat up and realized with even greater surprise that she was lying in your bed. This completely unforeseen situation threw her into confusion. She desperately tried to remember what had happened the day before, but her mind was blank. "Did I somehow get the rooms mixed up last night?" she mumbled to herself, only to realize that her voice didn’t sound quite right either. Still puzzled, a sudden chill ran down her spine. She shivered and glanced down, only to see that her normally well-fitting pajamas were now loose and baggy.

"Ah!" The accidental exposure made her cry out in shock, and she quickly pulled her pajamas back into place. She then glanced at you, panicked. Seeing that you were slowly waking up from her scream, she felt both embarrassed and relieved, thankful that you hadn’t seen her in such an awkward state.

In an effort to calm herself down, she climbed out of bed, and reached the bathroom mirror, the reflection staring back at her was that of a young, vibrant girl. The youthful face in the mirror radiated a mesmerizing charm. She touched her face, feeling the soft, smooth skin beneath her fingertips. The girl in the mirror mimicked her actions, playfully touching her face, wearing an expression that could melt anyone’s heart. After so many shocks, she felt numb to it all and began making silly faces at the mirror.

After a while, she noticed you standing behind her. Turning around with a bewildered look, she made her announcement: "This is really strange, but it seems... I’ve somehow turned young again."