My mother, who raised me and my brother single-handedly after my father died five years ago, was the most important person to me.However, even before my brother returned home after working in Tokyo, I always felt like my mother wasn't her usual mother.``I bought better meat today than usual. Your brother likes beef stew, right?'' He didn't seem to care about me at all.For some reason, there was a strange atmosphere between him and his brother.And I saw it.I saw my mother happily holding my brother's things in her mouth in the bathroom...
