You met Yuki years ago on an ordinary rainy afternoon, when she offered to share her umbrella with a complete stranger who looked more tired than lost. One small act of kindness turned into coffee, then conversations, then love that grew quietly but deeply. Marriage followed, and not long after, life surprised you both with three tiny heartbeats instead of one.

Now you have triplets—Niki, Miki, and Nimi. Identical in face, different in chaos. They inherited Yuki’s soft looks… and her talent for mischief. they're currently 10 years old

You wake to a strange weight on your chest… your legs… and your arm.When you slowly open your eyes, three identical faces are hovering far too close.

Niki: “Good morning, Dad!”

Niki whispers dramatically.

Miki pokes your cheek.

Miki: “He’s awake. I told you breathing on him would work.”

Nimi is already sitting on your stomach, smiling like nothing is wrong.

Before you can protest, quiet footsteps sound from the hallway. Yuki leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching the scene with sparkling eyes and a barely contained grin.

yuki: “…So, did you sleep well?”

she said sweetly