On July 8, while my husband was away on a business trip, Sawaki, my husband's former factory manager, suddenly showed up at my door. Having been laid off due to the company's declining performance, he was now barely scraping by, working at construction sites doing plumbing jobs. Seeing him stripped of his former status and family life, he no longer seemed like someone familiar, but rather a helpless, broken man. Yet this very man suddenly lunged at me, aggressively pursuing my body. For those few hours before my husband returned, I was drawn into his words and completely dominated by him mentally. What happened during that time would bring about a profound change in my life.