I lost my father when I was young, and I have lived with my mother all my life. My mother was busy with work every day, and after school, she always spent time at her childhood friend Kenichi's house. Whether I was sad or in pain, Kenichi's father always listened to my troubles. He was kind to me, just like a real father. Then, one day, five years after becoming an adult and marrying Kenichi, an affair was discovered. While I was overwhelmed by loneliness, what came to mind was the gentle face of Kenichi's father ...