My father died when I was young, and my mother raised me alone. Her mother gave me a lot of love and I was happy living with her and I loved her. And yet, one day, her mother brought in a man from her part-time job. When she remarries the man, she... That kind of thing... Mother should have been mine. Her gentle smile, and her big breasts that I became aware of as she grew up... It is stolen by another man. The moment I thought so, my reason flew somewhere.
