When I witnessed the face behind my friend's mother, Yuka, I was trained by a meat vibrator who kept secret with his clap-throwing position. Yuko OSHIMA

At the end of every week, it was customary for me to have dinner at a house in Sakhalin. His mother, Yuka, was also at home and always healed with a smile and a fairy hue. When the last train ran out, when I was looking for additional alcoholic beverages, a faint light and voice leaked from Mr. Akebono's room. When you peek at it, you will see Mr. Yuka broadcasting behind the scenes. A few days later, when I was amazed and excited, I confirmed the truth directly to Mr. Yuka. can you keep yukasan a secret? I said, "I'm shaving between my crotch..."