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My husband died suddenly and I was left alone with my son. Even though I masturbated in front of the Buddhist altar while thinking of my beloved husband, Kokoro was still heavy. There were days when I was harsh to my son. I managed to get through it with everyone's support, but my son started to resemble my husband more and more every day. "You..." I suddenly called out that name for some reason... When I realized it, I was straddling my son...