The term "Showa-era woman" perfectly describes my stepmother. She has always dedicated herself to the family. Even after my stepfather passed away, she continued this habit, treating me with endless kindness. There's something naturally innocent and defenseless about her. When I saw her relaxed and braless, I gently caressed her back while she gave me an ear cleaning. Overwhelmed by her warmth, I gradually realized I had fallen in love with her—my stepmother.