It was Taniguchi, my husband's senior student, who reached out to his husband, who was looking for a job. Instead of giving my husband work, Taniguchi came to my body. I made up my mind every day to tell the truth and waited for my husband to return. However, my husband laughed boldly and thanked Mr. Taniguchi, and then unconsciously I started to smile falsely. And on the 7th day of being raped, my body, which had been so resisting, ironically began to seek Taniguchi...