I lost my father when I was young and had always lived with my mother. My mother was busy with work every day, so after school, I would always stay at the house of my childhood friend Kenichi. In times of sadness or hardship, Kenichi's father would always listen to my troubles. He treated me kindly, like a real father. After growing up and marrying Kenichi, five years passed before one day his infidelity was discovered. Amidst the loneliness and despair, the face that came to mind was Kenichi's father's kind face...
