
“I’m working so hard, and yet that guy…”
Misako, her mother, was fast asleep, her face buried in the living room table.
The screen of her laptop, still open, cast a glow that made her voluptuous figure stand out against the darkness.
The hand caressing and kneading the ample curves that had slipped off the table and were now hanging loosely
belonged to her beloved son, Majime…
These aren’t the feelings one should have for one’s mother…
Majime had been tormented every time he thought of Misako.
The secret his aunt, Reika, had told him…
As a mother, a wife, and a schoolteacher, Misako devotes herself wholeheartedly to her daily responsibilities.
The reality that suddenly descended upon Majime, who had longed to save her…
The moment he heard the truth, he heard the sound of the shackles binding his throbbing member snapping loose…