Inside Miso had the nanites remove the water from her clothes. "Why had no one improved on these clothes?!" She put the bags on the kitchen counter and started examining her purchases. Each object held her fascinated for the entire moment she examined it smelled it. She put it on her skin under the shoulder. It did mask the smell, and the scent was pleasing. She would try the rest of her purchases later when the water came on. 

Miso was watching the Tv and she thought there had to be a better way to observe people of this age. She had a house with three empty rooms She needed roommates! A huge smile grew on her face. she went to the local ad site for the news in the area. Her roommate wanted ad read, :[color=7ea7d8]Wanted roomate to share three bedroom house. Utilites included,  private back yard, located a mile from a rail station to tokyo.[/color] she psoted it and within an hour she had over a hundred replies. There was a knock at the door... "Ye?"

"Miso Motoku? I'm Mitsako. I'm here from the future. Did you recently purchase a temporal rift machine 27529.Echo with the inter dimensional regulator? ..."

Miso opened the door. "Yes?.. She was older woman with dark hair. Next to her on the step was a travel suitcase. 

"Well I'm here to be your mom..."

Miso put her hands up shoulder height. "What? Why not just take me back to the future?"

She walked inside with her bag. Shutting the door with her foot. "Ms. Miso, you signed the licensing agreement in which the sub section 4B paragraph 7 of the warning lable, states in the event you are lost in time the company is required by the host nation to be notified and a agent be sent to assist. Even if we had the time to build a machine, their is no technology capable to power said device. Not to mention the device using current parts would be the equivalent of a twenty story building and cover an area of eight city blocks. It would take by the companies model eighty years to complete if we took over a country and had them build it in secrete." She rubbed her head with her hand. "Ms. Miso when you took off the enviro suit you became exposed to the germs and bacteria of this era. Your body has already begun to adapt to the gravity. Now then to help facilitate your cover I will be your mother. This house is grossly inadequate." She let out a sigh. Raising her arm she pointed the band on it towards the stair case. It was a molecular reconfiguration device. Mitsako shot a blue beam at the stairs and at once the stair now led down instead of up. The nanites dissolved the suitcase and the compressed carbon inside. 

They walked down as the new space was being reconfigured. NASA estimated the work was being done at a rate of three feet every second. Miso saw the space tuning into a two story sub basement. The first floor was the be living quarters with a connection to the the current system of electronic communication. Screens and sound system integration. Miso heard the wood of the house creaking as it grew as well. "Miso would you move your stuff into the loft room. Also be advised that I've taken care of the bus that was cut in half by the first temporal portal. Also I know of the roommate request in the paper."

"S-sure.." She hadn't had a mom since all kids were born sterile and grown in birthing chambers. This would be cool! She went upstairs and saw everything was bigger bit at the cost of the back yard. It was smaller now by at least a third. She rolled her eyes and went upstairs to the third floor. The roof had a flat patio forming with a primitive looking dish. It wasn't just the house she could feel it. Her life had changed for the better. She set everything back up with the help of NASA. 

She looked through the replies to her request. She settled on two people after checking their bank statements, school transcripts, social media, police record, government record, and personal interests. The first to meet the criteria was a foreign exchange student from America named Amillia. She was a year younger but got all "A"'s  and would be in the same grade as Miso. The second was what the era called gifted. the same age as Miso but going to college. She sent the approval email and told them to come by to look at the property at ten sharp tomorrow.