"...Ugh..."

My head hurts.

Did I take alcohol yesterday again...

No... if I remember correctly...

The last thing I remember was jumping off a bridge.

Death by suicide. 

I should have been dead by now, but why...

I can feel my hands.

My heart beat...

Did I... fail?

Another wave of migraine struck my head, causing me to flop back onto my bed.

...Wait, bed?

I sat back up again in a panic.

Come to think of it... this... isn't the hospital right?

I looked around for the light switch, and strangely enough, I knew where it was.

 

The lights turned on, and I began to see my surroundings better.

That clock I used to have when I was younger.

That desk with all my manga and numerous scratch marks.

The ero magazines below my bed...

My old school bag tucked away at the corner.

...Th-This is... undeniably...

My old room?!

Ten... no, twenty years...? I'm not even sure how long it's been.

But... why?

Why am I... back here?

My family... I was sure they'd already disowned me...

No but even then... this house... we've already moved out of this place a long time ago.

What is going on...? Is someone pulling a prank on me?

There's no secret cameras no matter how much I searched.

...And as I worked my body, why do I not feel tired at all?

This strange... liveliness within my body, unbefitting for a middle-aged man like me.

My line of sight that seemed rather disorienting to me.

Surely, I'd grown enough to see the top of the shelves in here, yet I couldn't even reach them with these hands...

These... hands...

W-Why are they so small?!

Before I could calm myself down, I saw something even stranger.

The calendar on the desk, its page was on March. March 2005.

That's... almost thirty years ago!

What on earth...

A strange feeling overwhelms me, and I felt my saliva slide down my throat.

A mirror.

I need to see myself in the mirror right now!

 

I opened the door, and following the familiar steps down to the first floor, my heart beat even faster.

This... this... and this!

It's all... It's all the same!

I found the bathroom through my memories of the old house, and even when there was the sounds of showering inside, I couldn't be bothered at all.

The door opens, and I saw a faint silhouette of a person behind a curtain in the bath.

A childish voice belonging to a girl calls out to me,

"Okaa-san?"

This voice...! It can't be! 

No, more importantly—!

I wiped the water vapor off the mirror and looked at my own reflection for the first time.

...This is... m-m-m-me?!

"N-No way..."

I stumbled down onto the floor in disbelief. Even my voice. I recognized that high-pitched voice that were always mistaken as a girl's when I was younger.

...Younger.

I'm... Younger. I'm so much younger. Like. I've shrunk back into the body of a child.

"Okaa-san? Is that you?"

This... this is a dream right?

"Okaa—"

The curtain is pulled aside, and my head turns to the girl who was still taking a bath.

"Eh?"

A naked, cedar-haired loli who looked only about 6 years of age looks at me with a dumbfounded face.

Her bright blue eyes locked on to me for a long while, as if she had not comprehended what had just happened.

"O-Onii-chan?" I briefly caught a look of her pink cherries along her bare chest before she covered it in a fluster.

...No, what am I thinking.

Isn't this... Minase, my younger sister?

This reaction... and that appearance as if she'd shrunk in age...

 

 

'[Time Reversal]...'

No way... That dream I had before. 

I recalled the vague moments in that dark space before in my mind, and my brain froze having trouble taking in everything.

...D-Did I really... go back in time?!