Since I was young, my father wasn't around, and I lived with just my mother. Perhaps due to growing up in such an environment, I came to love my beautiful, kind mother as a woman... Time passed while I harbored these feelings, and one day after securing a job, my mother suddenly told me she was going to remarry. "I want to start the second half of my life with your job as a catalyst," she said. To such a mother, I invited her on a hot spring trip for just the two of us as a pre-wedding celebration. Not out of 'gratitude,' but to convey my 'love' for my beloved mother...
