When I went to my parents' house on vacation, I wanted to see my relative Ayumi aunt and sent a letter in advance. Ayumi, who had become a widow at a young age, loved me like her son. Ayumi's aunt, who welcomed her with pleasure after receiving the news of Tsukuda's infarction, remained as beautiful as she used to be. He had a lot of fun talking about his old days and listening to the recent situation, but he dared to confess to Ayumi that you were the ideal woman. Ayumi smiled gently and kissed me.
