"Hard Chokkyo" by Atsuo HATAKEYAMA, who was a member of the family; a man whom he called his master in the past.

I married him three years ago, when I met a business partner. Even after marriage, my husband and I, who worked as a freelance writer, had an equal relationship to respect each other’s work. I don't have children, but my husband who is kind and reliable will continue to spend a calm and peaceful day... Even though I thought so, the 'man' appeared in front of me. A man who planted the unbelievable pleasures of my body, which he called "the master" when he was a student. I tried to resist the memories of the past and the pleasure carved into my body.