Having lived away from home for several years, I was living alone when my company required a health checkup. The results revealed an abnormality near my stomach. Panicking over the sudden news, I felt helpless. Wanting to make it up to my mother one last time, I invited her on a hot spring trip. Seeing her enjoying herself brought slight relief, but knowing this might be our final moment together filled my heart with pain. Over dinner, we drank together. As my drunken mother grew drowsy, I held her close and carried her to the futon. In that moment, I touched her chest. I threw myself at her, but she gently stopped me and walked outside. A few minutes later, she returned, softly telling me I could do whatever I wanted...