For me, whose dissatisfaction had been building up, meeting my second son Kenta in the bath one day became an outlet for my emotions. As he washed my back and gently touched me with his hands and mouth, I finally released all the pent-up feelings inside me. That experience led me to reflect on the dynamics between my sons, and naturally, I began a physical relationship with my eldest son as well. The desire to maintain an equal relationship between the brothers took its first step forward.