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I finally got out of the humiliation of the day.
I whispered in my own mind over and over again.
I'll live with my mother in a place where no one knows.
This is my son, who is more important than my life.
He is Kenichi, the forgotten son of my late husband.
I'm sure the people of the world...
...will be thinking...
...that we must deny our mother-child relationship.
But there was no other way.
There was no other way...
...than this.
Mom...
The tragedy came suddenly.
It was a one week ago.
The story of the death of my husband.
Five years ago, I was separated from my husband.
I was married to my husband three months ago.
I was worried about my family and my husband.
Good morning.
Good morning, Ken.
I'm going to bed.
I'm going to bed soon.
Ken was also close to his current husband.
It was the day of the new happiness of the new family.
Suddenly, the story of the death of my husband was brought up.
After the conversation, my husband was dismissed.
The son of the owner, and the son of the gyaru, is Kazuya.
Grandma, I'm staying with my friends today.
Kazuya is three years older than Kenichi.
He didn't like the fact that he was trying to get along with us.
That night was the first night I spent alone with Kenichi after remarriage.
There was a secret between me and Kenichi that no one could tell.
Mama.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Mom.
What?
Please.
I can't stand it.
What?
I can't help it.
I'm sorry.
I became close to Kenichi about a year after my previous husband died.
I was trying to encourage Kenichi who was struggling with high school entrance exam.
But it happened naturally.
Kenichi was my treasure.
He stayed with me for a long time and made me a good friend.
Does it feel good?
I was watching the secret between me and Kenichi.
I was watching the family saying that they would stay with their friends.
But I hadn't realized it yet.
But the days of humiliation by that devil were so long that I couldn't even imagine it.
I started to believe in the water.
Kenichi was going to the orphanage.
Kazuya was supposed to be away from home last night.
But...
I couldn't get my head out of my head about the case last night.
I thought there was no one.
What's wrong, Kazuya?
I have something really fun to do.
What is it?
Is it okay to be such a jerk?
I recorded all of your unbearable stories.
You're not the only one having fun.
You're also very affectionate about me.
Right, Mom?
You're a pervert.
A pervert?
You're funny.
If I were a pervert, what would you do?
Do you think it's okay to do that?
Why do you ask?
I saw your finger.
Come here.
Stop it.
Come here.
Stop it.
Stop it.
I'll take off your dirty clothes.
No.
Look at me.
Look.
Look at me and don't be a pervert.
No.
I'm telling you to take off your clothes.
Stop it.
Stop it.
Stop it.
You're so slow.
Stop it.
You don't listen to me.
No, I don't.
Look.
Look at that child.
Look.
I don't want to.
No.
No.
No.
No.
Watch it.
No.
If you don't listen to me, I'll break everything.
No, no.
I'll break everything.
No, no.
If you don't want to, listen to me.
I couldn't do anything.
To keep my secret from Kenji,
I had to do what this devilish son of mine said.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Look at me.
Why are you so angry?
You made a woman with your vibe.
But now you are in a good mood.
Which one do you want?
Answer me.
Do you want to be broken up?
Answer me.
Why are you angry?
What makes you feel good?
What makes you feel good?
Look at me.
I feel good.
You are full of love.
Look at the camera.
You feel that way.
You said you like mango.
Stop saying that.
You are asleep.
What's wrong?
What? Where?
Please stop.
Please stop.
You are a wonderful mother.
What's wrong?
You look so tired.
How are you feeling?
You feel good?
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm sure your mother feels good.
I'm sure your mother feels good.
I'm sure your mother feels good.
I can't hear you.
What is it?
I want you to say something.
Where?
Yes.
Say it.
I want you to say something.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
The next day
How is it?
Look at your head.
You might get a headache.
You must be embarrassed.
I'm driving.
You might be looking at me.
I'm a slave to Kazuya's life.
Kazuya stole Kenichi's eyes and stole my body.
I'm a weak man.
I'm just a slave to Kazuya.
I only had a body.
How do you make your mother a slave?
Maybe someone will come to you.
No.
You're a big boy.
You're a big boy.
Someone will come to you.
Stop it.
Stop it.
I'm a slave to Kazuya's life.
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