"My mom was actually a female professional wrestler in the past..." My family was ordinary but happy, with a quiet father and a kind and refined mother. But sometimes I felt something was off... A bamboo sword and chain were casually placed, and clippers that no one used. And for some reason, my mom was the only one sitting on a folding chair. There was a handprint stained red on the back? (It seems to be ketchup, but...) Then, one day, I noticed my mom's...