Half a year ago, my father died in a traffic accident, and since then, my mother has been like an empty shell. Wanting her to cheer up even just a little, I invited her on a hot spring trip. My mother said, 'You can't keep mourning forever,' and she was considerate of me for inviting her to the hot spring. Upon arriving at the hot spring inn, I brewed some tea. My mother fell silent, remembering my father. A quiet silence flowed between us. I stood up to invite my mother to go into the hot spring. When I got out of the hot spring, there was my mother in a yukata. I couldn't help but stare at her radiant beauty…
