Every morning, my husband doesn't even touch the breakfast I prepare for him. With a stern look on his face, he drinks all the miso soup before leaving. I wonder if my husband doesn't need me... I met Sawaki at the childcare facility I started as a way to unwind. He's a single father, but he has a very straightforward personality. I'm a little Kokoro to him. No, no. Even if my husband ignores me, I have to prepare meals every day and be satisfied with a normal life. But one day, something happens that crosses that line...