My husband is a man who never achieved success, and my son Mamoru is just like him—currently a ronin student failing to enter university. Though I know it's something my husband could never do, I desperately wish for Mamoru, the son I gave birth to, to become a strong, capable man. This longing has consumed me every day, growing stronger and stronger—until I finally took action. Perhaps I've now developed two sides: one as a sadist and a masochist, another as a mother, and yet another as a woman.