A beautiful wife, Misa, is lying on the bed, melancholy. Cosmetics and combs are on the bedside dressing table. And a neatly wrapped gift box with an elongated shape. Don't worry about time. And soon after sighing, the husband and eldest son of this family, Takeshi, comes home. She undressed her husband who came into the bedroom in a suit and complained about his incompetent subordinates every day. I have started. It was a painful reality for Misa, who had dreamed of a happy married life.
