One day when my father's third anniversary finally settled down, a flashy gal who was a student of my father appears. My father was originally a high school teacher and was a student at that time. I invited him to a gal family who wanted to raise incense sticks and talked about his memories with his father. In the memory story told by the gal, there was a young man's unknown father. The gal says that he wants to give back to the young man at that time.
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