My son Takashi went on to college, and I started making him lunch every day. It's hard to get up early, but every time I see an empty lunch box, I feel joy as a mother... One day, Takashi made fun of the lunch boxes of his friends, and a few days later, some of his classmates, who had a grudge against my son, came to our house. They held me down as I desperately resisted, and raped me violently. Since then, they've come to gang rape me almost every day...