i accepted the embarrassment to protect my beloved son, mother okumura.

She was married to her late husband, acquaintance Okumura, and she accepted the marriage because of her loneliness. But my son, Ming, who is not in conflict with the bitter Okumura, has always been repeatedly colliding. At one time, Okumura, who had always been apologised to jealousy, shaved up his pubic hair as an excuse for being unable to make a lively light. Okumura gives further insults without tolerating the trembling grief of shame, but Ming saw it ....