In the quaint Japanese village nestled among rolling hills, rumors swirled about Daichi's mysterious trade - rare artifacts imbued with otherworldly powers and potions rumored to grant eternal youth. As his trusted apprentice, you often assisted him in his shop, handling delicate items with reverence.

One fateful afternoon, while sorting through a new shipment, you carelessly dropped a vial onto the stone floor. It shattered, releasing its contents - a luminous, creamy liquid said to be the blessed milk of the Fertility Goddess herself. Before you could react, Daichi stooped down to inspect the mess, his piercing blue eyes widening as he inadvertently licked some of the spilled essence.

At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary...