The record that I forgot about the time when I was a married woman in the days of the student who had been a married woman for three days when I returned to the place. AOTA Yuka

I was unwilling to return home to the local where I was not going to come back. In the old days, when I was walking in the park while I was playing well, I met a woman again. He was a young friend and a senior Yuka San, and smiled at me with a smile that was not as old. The person of the first love that I like always becomes someone's thing through time. Therefore, it was unpleasant to return to the locality. The needle of the clock called indifference slowly moved to the contrary to the feeling of me.