He lost his father at a young age and lived with his mother all his life. My mother was busy with work every day and after school, she always spent time at Kenichi's house, her childhood friend. Kenichi's father always listened to my worries, even when I was sad or in pain. He was kind to me, like a real father. Then one day, 5 years after I grew up and married Kenichi, an affair was discovered. In the midst of my loneliness, the thing that came to my mind was Kenichi's father's gentle face...