Overtime, overtime, overtime today. ... I know that's a lie. Pretending to be unnoticed, I just spend my days calmly so as not to make waves. ... That child who said she liked me who wasn't dealt with by such a husband. Body temperature that I feel after a long time, sweet whisper that touches my ears. "I'm going to clean the toilet," he said, and our secret slogan. Indiscriminate fierce carnal desire to steal eyes and seek each other. It was supposed to be only once, but when I noticed it, I couldn't go back.