Originally, my mother would have woken up as soon as the aura disappeared, but today she was a little strange.
Couldnât she wake up since she had slept for a long time? I shook my momâs body slightly.
But there is no movement. She is definitely breathing, but she didnât open her eyes.
âDid she sleep way too long⊠Is that so? Mom⊠Youâre going to wake up, right? RightâŠ?â
I put my ears on my momâs chest out of anxiety.
As if to let me know that she was alive, I heard a pleasant pounding. But my motherâs condition was still the same.
I tried shouting in her ears, but there was still no movement.
âWhy⊠wonât you wake up, Mom? Donât you like Bebe? Donât you want to see me anymore?â
Tears that had stopped for a while were about to flow again. But I quickly wiped my eyes.
âThereâs no way my mom hates me. My mom always said I was the only one, just like how Mom is everything to Bebe. Itâs just because she slept too long. Itâll be okay. Itâs definitely⊠Itâs definitely like that.â
I tried hard to smile and kissed my mom on the cheek.
âThereâs no way it wonât happen. Bebe, who my mom always said is her world, is here!â
Several times, I held myself together and tried hard to smile. I believed that she would wake up.
The magic of putting my mother to sleep had disappeared, so it would never take long.
At that time, the door opened.
Cecilia, who had gone out to pick up my meal, entered the room.
But instead of bringing her meal, she approached the bed with a big smile.
âMy Lady, come on and get up.â
âHuh? Why? What about rice?â
âOh? R-Rice. Iâll give her the soup powder in a little while. Letâs get ready first.â
âGet ready? For what?â
She, who would normally have told me what was going on, just smiled and took me to the bathroom.
âWhat is happening? Iâm just preparing it for you. I think  that itâs better to wash up and change.â
âReally? I think Iâm the same as usual.â
No, itâs totally weird.
However, Cecilia even hummed, as if she was trying to hide that she was being weird or had other intentions.
She was so different that I feel like she had become a different person from when I woke up in three days.
âCecilia? Is something good going on?â
Even her touch was light as she washed me.
âI guess Iâm happy because you woke up.â
As she talked with her eyes creased, she washed me faster than usual.
She put me back on my pajamas. Then she started drying my hair quickly.
âReally? Really? Are you just happy that I woke up?â
â⊠Itâs so weird.â
âThatâs weird. Youâre really hungry, right?â
âYeah. Iâm very hungry. Is everything okay? Are you really doing this?â
âYes! Nothingâs going on.â
I looked at her with my eyes suspiciously due to Cecilia smiling suspiciously, saying that everything was okay. Of course, Cecilia, who had a suspicious aura, had nothing to say to me.
âIâm done drying your hair. What are you going to wear today? Did you want to wear that forsythia-colored dress?â
âIsnât that for special occasions, balls, or tea parties?â
â⊠Is today a special day?â
âUh⊠Itâs a special day since you woke up in three days.â
There must be something, but she kept changing the subject.
âI donât want to wear it. Iâm going to roll around next to my mom all day today. Iâll just wear my pajamas.â
âDonât tell me otherwise.â
âHmm⊠Iâm sure youâll be upset if I told you first.â
âYou really have work to do!â
âYes. I canât tell you what it is, but itâs something that youâll really like.â
âSomething to likeâŠâ
âBebe! I canât stand it anymore!â
The door opened with a thumping sound.
âHuh? Bebe? Where is Bebe? Youâre here, right? Come on.â
At the voice of my brother, who entered the room with a strange sound, I popped my head out of the dressing room.
âWhatâs going onâŠugh⊠Whatâs⊠Whatâs that?â
âWhat do you mean? We brought a gift for Bebe!â
Surprised by its enormous size, I blinked several times and rushed outside without drying my hair properly.
I thought it was incredible when I looked at it from a little distance, but it was even more incredible when I saw it up close.
I thought it would have been difficult to bring it alone. Even when he saw me approaching, he dragged something huge by himself while adding a grunting sound, as if it was difficult.