When our child turned six months old, my wife returned to her career as a working professional, while I became a stay-at-home husband, fully occupied with housework and childcare. One day, while walking through the shopping district running errands, I ran into Hinami, who was holding her baby inside a nursing room. She seemed to be struggling with motherhood just like me, and kindly offered me baby wipes when she noticed I was having trouble changing a diaper. Her gentle demeanor touched me. Despite appearing as a typical busy mom, there was something defenseless about her expression that drew me in. I knew I shouldn't look—but I couldn't take my eyes off her as she breastfed her baby. This is a poignant yet deeply emotional story born from such forbidden feelings.