In an empty workplace, men gather to fulfill their hidden desires. Drawn together by forbidden pleasure, they surrender to overwhelming urges they cannot suppress. This is the continuation of the first episode: a young fisherman returns home after work. Entering his house, he quietly says, "I'm home," but no one answers. In the dark room, he prays before the Buddhist altar for his deceased parents. Sitting alone in the empty space, eating his bento, his thoughts inevitably turn to "him." The other man is still out drinking heavily at a bar. Trying to calm himself, he whispers, "Don't drink too much," "I love you..." but can't say any more, nor write it down. Unable to forget the warmth from earlier that day, his hand slowly moves down to his groin. As he pleasures himself, he thinks only of him. He wants to be held again... just one more time. But is that wish nothing more than an impossible dream?