"My husband is always cheerful and kind in front of me... It must have been hard for him to apologize like that in front of everyone at work..." I wanted to help him no matter what after he made a mistake at work. All I could do was submit to the director and offer my body to him... No matter how much I did what he told me to do, I believed that my husband was the only one I loved. However, my body became absorbed in him as if to escape from the guilt. And then, on the seventh night...