Three years after my wife's mother became a widow, on a night when I couldn't help but want to embrace my lonely mother-in-law, dressed in mourning clothes. (Anno Yumi KSBJ-425)

To attend my wife's father's third memorial service, my wife and I returned to my mother-in-law's house. After the ceremony, the three of us reminisced about the past, drinking and chatting together. My wife, who has a low alcohol tolerance, went to bed first, while my mother-in-law and I enjoyed a late-night drink together. Just then, I was aroused by my mother-in-law's lonely, mournful attire, and my mother-in-law, who hadn't drunk with a man in a long time, seemed quite excited. In that atmosphere, we spontaneously kissed…