It was a spring day when the cherry blossom petals began to open. We were led to Tohoku by a single email. What awaited at the station was a tall, tall, slender, limbs that were so unseemly to those with children, and a girl with impressive double teeth that she peered when she smiled. We, who were embarrassed by the overflowing stains of breast milk from a married woman who didn't know much about her identity, felt a sense of guilt, but we just plunged into a nearby hotel...