Kuzu Otto, Kyosei Shite Wabiro

Ai Matsumoto's morning begins with cleaning up the trash and tissues from the cup ice cream that her husband has eaten and scattered. No matter how many times I say it, my husband won't bring the soup I used to the kitchen washroom. But this kind of dissatisfaction exists in every family. After six years of marriage, I thought that if I took a step back and did my best to get my husband up, we would be happy – until I looked at my husband's phone. Love to witness vulgar and mischievous messages and photos with a cheating partner. And most of all, when I learned the truth about the thing that love was forced to put away every day, when I learned of the humiliating betrayal... [A wife's condemnation of her husband] begins.