My son Takashi started college and I started making bento every day. Getting up early is hard, but every time I see an empty lunch box, I feel the joy of being a mother. One day, Takashi seems to have made fun of the lunch boxes of his friends around him, and after a few days, his classmates who resented his son came to our house. Then, I desperately resisted and was violently violated. Since then, they have come to visit me almost every day...
