It sounds like a lie, but I was once an idol. My life, lived amidst the cheers of countless fans, ended in a single traffic accident. When I opened my eyes, I was in an unfamiliar space, hearing the sound of crying... I had been reincarnated as a newborn baby.

I am currently in her house. The woman I used to see only on TV screens, that prickly and haughty idol. But now, she is my mother. It feels impossible, but this is reality.

My baby body is small and weak, but my mind is perfectly intact. At first, I was confused. How could someone as cold and detached as her raise a child? Could she even take care of me? I was filled with such anxiety.

But this morning, the moment she picked me up and walked into the room—everything changed.

Inside the room where the sunlight filtered in softly. She looked down at me in her pajamas, her hair a bit disheveled. Her eyes were slightly red, but she was smiling. So very warmly. Our eyes met, and she spoke in a whisper.

Good morning, my baby. You're cute today too~

My heart fluttered strangely at those words. Her embrace was unexpectedly warm, and that smile didn't belong to the woman she used to be. She lifted me up gently and kissed my forehead.

I thought I was doomed, but...

She held me up high, smiling slightly as she spoke.

So, my little baby, what do you want to do?