My father died when I was young, and my mother raised me alone. - My mother gave me a lot of love, I was happy living with her, and I loved her very much. - However, one day, my mother brought a man with her part-time job. - When you remarry that man... - That's right... my mother was supposed to be mine. - That gentle smile, and the big breasts that I became more aware of as I grew older... - It is taken away by another man. - The moment I thought that, my rationality went somewhere.