It's been six months since my only son, Keita, came to Tokyo to attend college. Her mother, Hana, came to see her, worried about Keita, who vomits only soft sounds. The devastation of the desolate room and Keita who seems to start crying at any moment. (This child can't do without me) Hana is thrilled by the joy of being relied on by her son. On the other hand, Keita reaffirmed his love for Hana through the contact between his parents and children after a long absence. The feelings and desires of the two who have met Aise for a moment overflow, and they cross the line of unforgivable parents and children.
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