The person her husband had brought to her had her mouth full of my home-cooked food, and she would sometimes stare off into the distance with a somewhat forlorn smile on her face. Maybe that gesture drove me crazy. In the house she lives with her beloved husband, I am being held by her husband’s subordinates. Even though I knew it was wrong…my sense of guilt gradually faded…

A record of her being held in the arms of her husband’s subordinates for several days without her husband.

[SSPD150 / SSPD-150 / SSPD 150]