It's been a few months since my only beloved son came to Tokyo to attend college. Asaka, who came to see the situation with anxiety, saw a sick son living in a desolate room. I feel pity for my child and connect my body as requested. The other party is my child. This is wrong. But ... why am I happy? Asaka spends her days repeating self-loathing, but returns to Tokyo to find out her true feelings ...
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