Mika, my beloved daughter whom my husband even loved when he left, said that there was someone I wanted to introduce to me, and brought Hiroshi. He was five years older than Mika, and was a wonderful person to me. But he hugged me roughly and kissed me, as if he had seen me in the man's sunshine. I hate my body, which reacts even though I know it's definitely not possible, and I feel so frustrated that I feel like I'm a bit disgusting.