Category: Netorareta Bakunyuu Tsuma-tachi

Our focus is on Hitomi, a woman whose existence, to any outside observer, was the very definition of curated perfection. Her home was immaculate, her routine flawless, her presentation impeccable. Yet, within the pristine silence of her marriage, a profound emptiness had taken root. The emotional chasm between her and her husband was vast and cold, a frozen tundra nurtured by his detached demeanor and the unspoken grief of their lonely life without a child. Each day, she felt herself becoming more of a ghost in her own home, a beautiful accessory in a dusted box.

Her sense of self, once firmly built on a foundation of duty and propriety, began to soften and dissolve under the relentless weight of this neglected desire. She was a vessel slowly emptying, operating on a reserve of strength that had long since dwindled.

This fragile equilibrium was shattered by the arrival of an unexpected guest: a relative of her husband, come to stay for a time. His presence introduced a new energy into the stagnant atmosphere. The sadness she worked so diligently to conceal behind a practiced and pleasant facade. He saw the person she was beneath the role she played.

Then came the pivotal moment. Noticing her unspoken tension, he offered a simple, kind gesture: a massage to ease her obvious stress. To a woman stranded in an emotional desert, this act of basic human kindness felt like a lifeline. It was an offer of warmth in a world that had grown cold. In her profound isolation, and against every internal warning, Hitomi reluctantly agreed.

That single decision became the catalyst for her betrayal.