Because my husband quit his job, I started working for a certain company. Even though every day is spent rushing through work and endless overtime, my husband doesn't say a single word of concern, making each day feel unrewarding... In this situation, the only one who offered words of encouragement was the security guard, Ozawa. When I collapsed from overwork, it was Ozawa who took care of me. On the other hand, my husband would only vent his anger at my late returns home. 'It seems like no matter how hard I try, it's all for nothing...' Heartbroken, I once pressed myself onto Ozawa to hold me...
