(Umm... what do you mean? In other words, this is a return to the past... a dream?)

I looked up at myself in the mirror.
No matter how you look at it, it was a boy, not an old man, but a boy, the old me.

This is the town where my family lived, where I lived for a while after I was born.
Moreover, old-fashioned houses.
Exactly back then...

"Icchan, welcome back"

……Grandma.
A real grandma, my beloved grandma who passed away a long time ago...
Grandma, who died a long time ago, is still alive!

Dreams, time slips, soulless near-death experiences, anything is fine.
I met my beloved grandmother.
That alone makes me very happy.
So anyway, I want to go with the flow here.

As long as it's fun and happy, anything else...