"Director Muroi talked to me today. I might get promoted." My husband spoke so happily, but I couldn't truly be happy for him. Instead, I could only give an awkward smile, feeling the pain of deceiving my husband. From that day on, I had submitted to Muroi. "If I endure, he will be promoted, and we will both be happy." I told myself firmly. But my body was engrossed in it, as if to escape from the guilt. And then, on the night of the seventh day...