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“Forget about me, just be happy, Erika.” That was my mother’s constant refrain. She was the mother who was always beaten by my father and apologized. She was the mother who shielded me whenever I was about to be yelled at. That precious mother of mine grew utterly exhausted, fell ill and was hospitalized. My father blamed her for the hospital bills and turned his anger on me. “If she can’t work, you go sell your body and bring home the money.” Day after day, I was molested by men, and no matter how much my mind and body were worn down, my father kept squeezing money out of me. My dream of becoming a nurse to care for my sick mother was were trampled underfoot with the words, “If you’ve got time for that, go to Yoshiwara.” I hate my father. I hate the clients. I hate sex. But what I hated most was myself. The face staring back at me in the mirror was the same as my mother’s. If I gave up on everything and accepted my fate, would I break down too? I didn’t want that. One day, while I was thinking that, a client propositioned me: “Why don’t you become my mistress?” He said he’d pay for my tuition if I did as he said. His lecherous smile made me sick. Whether I let that father take me or this man took me, either choice would be hell. So then, I— —. I was presented with two terrible choices. The heart of a girl who had kept enduring in an attempt to resist the men’s desires slowly began to crack. This item is available for “Convenience Store Pickup.” Please click here for details.