When my husband was looking for a job, it was Mr. Taniguchi, who was my senior when he was a student, who helped me. Instead of giving my husband a job, Mr. Taniguchi approached my body. I waited every day for my husband to return, determined to tell the truth. However, my husband thanked Ms. Taniguchi and smiled heartily, and I unconsciously repeated a fake smile. And on the 7th day after being raped, my body, which had resisted so much, ironically began to seek Mr. Taniguchi.
