[A work for women who like soft masochistic men] I met a boy with sad eyes like an abandoned puppy. The boy had no memory, so he didn't answer any of my questions, and I didn't ask him any further questions. From there, the boy and I began living together. His expression brightens day by day, and seeing him adoring me brings about indescribable emotions. I know I shouldn't lay a hand on a boy like that, but... As I spent my days with the boy, my reason began to lose the ability to understand even such simple things.