In order to deliver the lunch that my husband forgot, I came to ride a commute rush by pushing a stroller for a child who was not born soon after birth. I was able to safely give my husband a lunch while receiving the cold gaze of the passengers. (Is it necessary to take a train back home?) Love felt jealous. Then, the hand of a man who slaps his love body on the train back! Love that felt the burden could not resist, and the body of love who became too sensitive after childbirth began to seek men.