Exclusive: Dancing Housewife Matsukawa Mayu 1 292MY-1059

On the other side of the steaming hot spring, Mayu, combing her hair, has a profile that of a woman who has abandoned the role of "wife." Enveloped in the tranquility of the old-fashioned inn, one gets the illusion that only the two of them exist in the world. The steam from the hot spring seems to dissolve the guilt between them. She jokes, "I hope I don't have to come tomorrow," her eyes glistening with a slight moisture. Is it just my imagination? Back in reality, we're strangers again. But the warmth and sulfurous scent lingering on her skin remain deep within her heart.