My husband, Kenichi, and I have been together since our school days, breaking up and reconciling repeatedly before finally getting married. Perhaps because we've been together for too long, we can casually say selfish or cold things to each other. I no longer bother with makeup or clothes for his sake. The same goes for him. He has always cheated on me, this time too... that time too... And the one who fills this sadness is my mentor's presence. I have special feelings for my mentor; I can't forget that kiss from our student days...
