A womanizing mother and a filial daughter. My mother's mind was broken by the time the divorce was finalized, as she was constantly blamed, beaten, and eaten away by my father on a daily basis. I could only cry and comfort her, but what saved her was a club that a friend introduced her to and she joined. I felt relieved to see my mother's countenance brightening with each visit, but as she became more and more absorbed in the club's activities, our finances became tighter and tighter. Then, one day, my mother bowed her head and said that she absolutely needed it, so I gave my virginity to a man I didn't know in exchange for money. I can't remember it well because of the pain and tears, but I thought that if it could save my mother, it would be worth it just once. A few months later, my mother bowed her head again, apologizing, saying, "With this money, let's make the two of us happy this time." My mother hugged me, clutched the money she had received, and left me behind as she left. As I watched her back, the man I had just met caressed my entire body. "This is the only way we can do this, Mom." Without even looking back, the mother closed the door and left. When the girl, who had killed Kokoro for her family and simply endured the passage of time, succumbed to the man's relentless assault, gasps and sobs overflowed. This is the story of a pitiful girl who was used by trashy adults.