Sensha, a housewife who felt missing in her daily life only for housework that was not clogged. My husband and I are sexless and have no children. Her only place to fill her empty heart and hungry body was a man she had an affair with who runs a convenience store, but one day she suddenly broke up. Chisa, who was shocked by the unspoken, began to smear her hands in a seizure-like way. I'm going to go around the thoughts in Sensha's head, where he finds a shop clerk and is being scolded with beautiful meat.
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